"I've been able to eat again recently," Bai Zhiyu said, avoiding her eyes.
Bai Chan shook her head anxiously, "But our true form is a plant! Eating meat would be bad for our cultivation. Besides, Heaven cherishes life. Killing is forbidden in the Immortal Realm, not even for spirit birds."
Bai Zhiyu ignored her and said sarcastically, "Just mind your own business and mind your own."
"How dare you talk to me like that? You weren't like this before. You used to be very polite."
"My past, my past!" Bai Zhiyu said somewhat agitatedly, "You said it yourself, that was my past! What I am now, and what I will become in the future, is none of your business."
“My father used to be such a womanizer, did you ever care? I don’t even know who my mother is now!” Bai Zhiyu shouted at Bai Chan.
For a moment, Bai Chan felt that she had raised an ungrateful child all these years.
Bai Chan couldn't help but say, "Take a good look at your conscience when you say these things! You don't want me to take care of you? Then who was it that followed me around when we were little, calling me 'sister' all the time? Every time I had to go out, you would cling to my legs and beg me not to leave!"
"Why did I reject so many... immortals who wanted to be my fellow Daoists?"
"And you asked why I didn't care about your father when he was young? Please. He's my second uncle! Back when he was young and a womanizer, I was just a clueless young girl!"
"What is he trying to hide from me? Do you think I could know? Do you think I could understand? Do you think I'm clear about it?"
"And you don't know who your mother is. It's because your mother made us swear an oath before she died that she would never tell you her identity!"
"And your father! He refrained from looking for her again so as not to disturb your mother's life anymore!"
"Don't you understand? Have you been harboring resentment towards us all these years?"
Bai Chan spoke hysterically, venting all the grievances she had accumulated over the past few hundred years.
She was truly disappointed. She never imagined that the child she had raised would one day say such hurtful things!
Bai Zhiyu fell silent; or rather, his mind was in turmoil.
He never imagined that all the sorrow and resentment he had accumulated over the years would collapse overnight.
He's about to break down! Who should he blame? Should he blame God for being unfair? Should he blame fate for being unfair... for making him lose his mother when he was young, and now for the first person he's cared about in a hundred years.
Bai Zhiyu was shocked, angry, and saddened.
Seriously! He's a complete joke!
Bai Chan sensed something was wrong with him. Bai Zhiyu was someone he had raised himself, and she knew her personality well, but recently his personality had changed drastically.
Bai Chan calmed down and gently held Bai Zhiyu's shoulder, "Tell me, what exactly happened to you recently?"
"I killed someone," Bai Zhiyu said, trembling as she held her head.
Bai Chan's hand, which was supporting his shoulder, trembled, and she asked through clenched teeth, "Who did you kill?"
Bai Zhiyu clutched his head, crying out in anguish and madness, "Demonic cultivators. A dozen or so demonic cultivators."
The veins on Bai Zhiyu's forehead and neck were throbbing wildly, as if his blood was about to burst at any moment. He was in great pain and despair.
Bai Chan cried out anxiously, "Stay calm! Stay calm and stop thinking! If you keep going like this, you'll really fall into demonic possession!"
"I have already committed countless murders, how can I still exist in this paradise? I deserve to die..."
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