Chapter 410: A Mistake From the Very Beginning of Birth
Chapter 410: A Mistake From the Very Beginning of Birth
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Qian Renxue was completely stunned.
It wasn’t the kind of daze where one thinks, "What did you say? I didn’t hear you clearly."
It was a state of stagnation where her brain had completely shut down, her expression control had completely collapsed, and she had even forgotten how to breathe.
Her lips moved slightly, wanting to say something.
But it felt as if something was tightly gripping her throat, preventing her from uttering a single syllable.
Mother killed Father...
These words pieced together into a sentence in her mind, but her reason refused to acknowledge that this sentence was true.
"You—"
She finally squeezed out a hoarse gasp.
"You are talking nonsense!!!"
Boom—
The Aura of a Spirit Emperor exploded without reservation.
The Seraphim Angel Martial Soul suddenly appeared behind her.
Three pairs of golden wings of light spread out, and the temperature in the entire secret room soared to a suffocating level in an instant.
Fine cracks began to appear on the walls, and the teacup on the table shattered into powder with a snap.
Qian Renxue’s eyes turned red.
The killing intent was almost a tangible blood red.
"How could my mother kill my father?! Lin Qingmo, do you know what you are saying?!"
Her voice was so hoarse that it sounded like it was being ripped out of her throat, and every word carried the holy pressure of the Seraphim Angel Martial Soul.
If an ordinary Spirit King were standing here, this pressure alone would be enough to make him kneel on the ground and his Soul tremble.
But Lin Qingmo just sat there.
He did not release his Spirit.
He did not mobilize his spirit power.
He didn’t even change his sitting posture.
He just looked at Qian Renxue calmly,
like an old fisherman who had seen many storms watching the giant waves rise on the sea.
His expression did not change.
His breathing did not falter.
He didn’t even blink much.
"Are you finished?"
His tone was about the same as when they were discussing what to eat in the cafeteria tonight.
Qian Renxue was stunned.
This reaction was completely beyond her expectations.
She had released all her Aura, wanting to suppress him, make him reveal flaws, and make him take back those absurd words.
But he didn’t.
He was like an immovable wall, letting all her anger crash into him and then dissipate silently.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
The phantom of the Seraphim Angel Martial Soul behind Qian Renxue began to tremble.
Because her heart was in chaos.
Qian Renxue felt a chill rising from the depths of her bone marrow.
The Aura was withdrawn bit by bit.
The phantom of the Seraphim Angel Martial Soul melted into the air like a popped bubble.
Qian Renxue’s shoulders slumped.
Her whole body seemed to have had its spine removed, turning from a cheetah ready to pounce into a lifeless statue.
Her eyes were dead, and her bloodshot eyeballs stared fixedly at Lin Qingmo.
"Have you calmed down?"
Lin Qingmo asked.
Qian Renxue did not speak.
She just stared at him.
The light in those golden eyes had already gone out, replaced by a kind of near-empty stubbornness,
It was the look of a drowning person clutching at the last straw.
Lin Qingmo stood up, walked to the corner of the secret room, and poured a glass of water.
He pushed the glass of water in front of Qian Renxue and then sat back down.
"If you don’t speak, I’ll assume you’ve calmed down. Then I will continue."
He paused, his tone still that damned calmness.
"Judging by the result, it was Bibi Dong who personally killed Qian Xunji out of hatred."
Qian Renxue’s fingers clenched tightly.
"And Qian Daoliu concealed the truth out of guilt."
This reason again.
Guilt.
Why guilt?
"The reason that made Qian Daoliu feel guilty is precisely the reason why Bibi Dong killed Qian Xunji, and also the reason why Bibi Dong hated Qian Xunji."
"These three are one, and they all point to the same thing."
Every word of Lin Qingmo pierced through Qian Renxue’s psychological defenses, which were already on the verge of collapse.
Qian Renxue’s breathing was completely chaotic.
Her chest heaved violently, and the Seraphim Angel Martial Soul ran rampant within her body uncontrollably.
Golden light shimmered faintly under her skin, as if it could tear this body apart and rush out at any moment.
She did not want to believe it.
She tried with all her might not to believe it.
But, but if what Lin Qingmo said was fake, then how to explain her mother’s attitude toward her?
From the time she could remember, there was not a trace of warmth in the eyes Bibi Dong looked at her with.
It was not strictness, not disappointment caused by high expectations, but something more fundamental.
A kind of deep-rooted, bone-deep disgust.
Just like seeing something that shouldn’t exist.
She didn’t understand before.
Now she suddenly began to understand.
And this feeling of "understanding" made her stomach churn violently, almost making her vomit.
She didn’t know exactly what happened at that time.
But she was not stupid.
A wife who hates her husband to the bone.
This only means one thing: the husband did something the wife could not forgive.
And if a child could still be born from such an event, it only meant something even more terrifying.
"Tell me."
Qian Renxue raised her head, her bloodshot eyes staring fixedly at Lin Qingmo, her voice as hoarse as if it had been ground out with sandpaper.
"Tell me everything!"
Lin Qingmo looked at her.
Her fingertips were trembling, her eye sockets were turning red, and her lips had been bitten until they bled.
"To completely reconstruct this history, I must mention another person."
Qian Renxue leaned forward slightly.
"Who?"
Lin Qingmo’s gaze fell on her face.
But the name he said next made Qian Renxue’s expression freeze again.
"Yu Xiaogang."
Qian Renxue frowned.
She had heard this name before, but she wasn’t sure if it was the same person.
Lin Qingmo didn’t make her guess, but started to introduce him directly.
"Yu Xiaogang, born into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
"His father is Yu Yuanzhen, the Clan Chief of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. In terms of family background, Yu Xiaogang can be considered a descendant of a top Sect."
Qian Renxue nodded slightly.
She certainly knew Yu Yuanzhen; the title of Thunder Douluo was resounding throughout the Spirit Master’s world.
"But—"
Lin Qingmo changed the subject.
"The situation of Yu Xiaogang himself is quite complicated."
"His InnateSpirit mutated, and it mutated in a negative direction. The awakened Spirit is a degraded version of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, which he named ’Luo San Pao’."
"Every Breakthrough of ten levels of spirit power is as difficult as reaching the sky; he is stuck at the threshold of Level 29 for his entire life, unable to cross the hurdle of Level 30."
"To put it bluntly, he is an existence recognized by the entire continent as a Trash."
Qian Renxue blinked.
She knew about Spirit mutation, but it was indeed rare for it to mutate in a negative direction to this extent.
Then she suddenly realized something.
Wait.
Such a Trash...
Seeing the change in her expression, Lin Qingmo’s lips curved slightly.
"It seems you have guessed it."
"It is just as you think."
"Yu Xiaogang, this Trash who was half-abandoned by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, this Trash who couldn’t even break through Level 30spirit power, actually gained the favor of the then Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall."
Qian Renxue’s pupils contracted sharply.
The Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall!
The Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall at that time was...
"That Holy Maiden loved him at all costs, and was even willing to give up the position of Holy Maiden for him."
"And all of this happened right under the nose of her teacher, the Supreme PontiffQian Xunji."
Lin Qingmo stopped here.
He looked at Qian Renxue, his eyes carrying a certain complex meaning.
"I suppose you have already guessed it."
Qian Renxue’s face was as white as a sheet of paper.
She had guessed it.
Of course she had guessed it!
The Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall at that time, the Personal Disciple of the Supreme PontiffQian Xunji, her mother—Bibi Dong.
Bang!
Qian Renxue slumped to the ground.
Her legs completely lost their strength, and her whole body felt as if all support had been drained away.
Her brain was trembling.
No, her entire worldview was trembling.
Her mother, Bibi Dong, actually didn’t like her father, Qian Xunji.
She liked that Trash, Yu Xiaogang!
That Yu Xiaogang who couldn’t even break through Level 30.
But why would such a Bibi Dong give birth to her with her father, Qian Xunji?
The answer to this question only turned half a circle in her mind before it made her whole body feel like it had been doused with a basin of ice water from head to toe.
Combined with what Lin Qingmo just said about her mother’s hatred for her father.
Mother killing Father... Mother’s disgust for her...
If everything was really as she thought...
Qian Renxue lowered her head, looking at her trembling hands.
On these hands, in this body, flowed the blood of that man.
Her birth... was it a mistake from the very beginning?
(End of Chapter)
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