"And I am actually your father's protector, as well as a participant in this matter."
After speaking, Dongfang Ruoyun took her son's hand again.
"The destiny of Mother and all the people of the Dongfang clan is to protect your lineage of the Qi clan. In a sense, I am your father's protector."
“But from the moment you were born, this mission that was deeply rooted in my heart has been shaken. I only hope that my son can grow up safely and happily, and live a fulfilling and carefree life. But in the end, I cannot escape the wheel of fate. If I cannot let you be reincarnated and start anew, you will really perish.”
“Neither your father nor I could accept this fact, so we chose to accept it. Your father sacrificed his own innate talent and cultivation.”
As his mother recounted her story, Xiao Boqi finally understood the origin of all of this.
I am a product of countless years of refinement and optimization by Xie Laoxie, and I am a perfect fit for the host of the Stealing Heaven Divine Book.
Everyone else, including my mother, was just an assistant arranged by Xie Laoxie for himself, all for his own growth and to ultimately achieve his goal of shaping the Heavenly Dao.
Using his own son's genes as a catalyst, he stole the power of the Heavenly Dao for countless years, all to cultivate someone capable of destroying the Heavenly Dao. Such a scheme is not only grand, but also undeniably ruthless.
In this process, countless members of the Chao clan who had not yet awakened their talents died, and countless others turned into skeletons within this scheme that spanned countless years.
The existence of Dayang, and the deaths of Grandpa and his three uncles on the battlefield, are also part of this scheme.
All of this was to change his mindset, so that he could eventually become a qualified host of the Heavenly Book and the most important link in the scheme.
My cultivation comes from the Eastern Continent, and it is the most authentic Wuji Temple cultivation method. This is why my cultivation is so terrifying.
The Yunqin Heavenly Dynasty was infiltrated by the Ye Clan countless years ago. Judging from my mother's words, the entire civil and military officials of Yunqin are now Ye Clan members.
My speculation that the Chao Clan had been trapped in the secret realm for thousands of years was correct; it was a backup plan that Old Evil Chao had prepared for the illusion array in the boundary battlefield.
One man, planning for millennia, with backup plans spread across the entire continent—Yi Boqi once again marveled at the terrifying power of Yi Laoxie.
However, at the same time, his dislike for Xie Laoxie intensified.
He had seen many people who would stop at nothing to achieve their goals, but none of them were worth mentioning compared to Ye Laoxie.
Old Master Xie's plans only target useful descendants; useless descendants are left to fend for themselves. He even arranges a miserable death for those useless descendants.
Just like his grandfather and three uncles, their deaths were sacrifices made to change his mindset.
Even Ye Jiu, Xiao Gu, and Grandpa were among them.
However, things took a turn for the worse. Those who should have died, those who should have left a lingering resentment in their hearts, did not die. Instead, their fates were completely altered because of them.
The word "fierceness" wasn't coined by his mother, but rather something that Xiao Boqi himself discovered from Xiao Yao's various schemes.
Everything he did was aimed at making himself stronger, but in the process of becoming stronger, he was constantly accumulating resentment in his heart.
If such a violent temper accumulates to a certain point, it will inevitably lead to a bloodthirsty nature, and one will not hesitate to kill even when facing one's closest relatives and loved ones.
However, this initial stage of accumulating resentment was disrupted by some people who shouldn't have appeared.
The first person was named Qin Feng, and the second was named Huang Jiu.
Without me, Qin Feng wouldn't have reached his current level, let alone become the representative of Daqi's peak combat power.
But this person, who shouldn't have existed, was kept by his side, and unknowingly, the hostility in his heart was dispelled.
Then there's Qi Jiu. He was definitely not part of Qi Laoxie's plan, but his combination with Qin Feng became the key to breaking the resentment in Qi Boqi's heart.
The most important thing is the young pear.
This girl, who had taken the form of a plant king, was incredibly pure of heart. Her appearance filled the last gap in Xiao Boqi's heart.
The maid Xiaoju, who died tragically because of him, is an indelible pain in his heart.
Her shy face and rolled-up sleeves, every smile and frown touched the wound in Xiao Boqi's heart, but the appearance of Youli healed the wound and filled the last gap in his heart.
The appearance of his wife completely eliminated the hidden dangers in his heart. Within the Nine Heavens Secret Realm Illusion Array, the hidden demons in his heart disappeared completely.
The meal Qinghe prepared on the march when he returned solidified his resolve, leaving no room for compromise.
Therefore, he had no resentment in his heart, and he did not understand why Xie Laoxie would deliberately cultivate resentment in his heart and become a murderer.
But in any case, he is now increasingly disgusted with and wary of this cheap ancestor.
No one knows if he has any other tricks up his sleeve, or who the next victim will be.
Even oneself is a possibility.
"My son, don't worry. Your mother and father will always stand behind you. No one can harm you!"
Dongfang Ruoyun's words were very serious, so serious that both Yi Jiubo and Dongfang Lu, who were playing chess in the bamboo forest, heard them clearly.
Uncle Jiu smiled wryly: "Your descendant is not only exceptionally talented, but also has a temperament as fierce as my mother's."
After placing a chess piece, Dongfang Lu spoke calmly: "She is also your descendant."
Uncle Jiu picked up his teacup and took a sip.
“But she harbored murderous intent towards me. If I hadn’t overheard our conversation just now, I wouldn’t have forced Qi’er to change. Right now, she wouldn’t be sitting there brewing tea; the sword above my head would already be falling.”
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Lu raised his hand and waved it, and he retrieved one of the two swords hanging above their heads.
This caused Uncle Jiu to pause in his tea-drinking motion.
"You want to kill me too?"
Dongfang Lu gave a faint snort.
"Didn't you just say that she is my descendant?"
He placed another piece and said calmly.
"It's good that you're someone who listens to advice."
Uncle Jiu put down his teacup and chuckled.
"You said it yourself, I am his ancestor, and he is the person most like me, so... let him be."
"Even if I am destined to perish, I will choose to stand in front of him."
The moment he finished speaking, the other sword in the void above his head also vanished instantly.
Uncle Jiu smiled wryly again.
"Is it a failure for our ancestor to have come this far?"
"It takes almost a vow to quell the murderous intent of future generations. Alas."
Uncle Yi's words made Dongfang Lu laugh heartily, and then he pointed at Qing Zhen's back as he turned and left in mid-air, clad in armor.
"That guy was the first one to try to kill you."
Uncle Jiu's expression was complicated. After picking up a chess piece and placing it on the chessboard, he turned his head to look in the direction of Boqi Hall and pondered for a moment. He seemed to be talking to himself, or perhaps to Dongfang Lu.
"Although he has deviated from the planned path, he may not necessarily lose if he follows his own path."
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