Published: March 8, 2025
“Yangyang, you have hidden it from me for so long!… In Chu Feiling's tone, there was a hint of blame, but most of all, there was a sense of relief: “Fortunately, I finally reacted and rushed here, child, you……………you must be strong!”
Chu Yang stared blankly at him, murmuring, “What?”
The middle-aged beauty was already sobbing, choked with emotion. Her eyes were fixed on Chu Yang, filled with guilt and heartache: “Child, you have suffered!”
“Who are you?” Chu Yang felt a vague sense of awareness but still couldn’t believe it.
“This is your mother.” Chu Feiling sighed: “Do you understand? Once we confirmed your whereabouts, we could no longer sit still. Your mother insisted on coming with me, child, put down your sword, don’t do anything foolish. Are you really going to let your mother, after losing you for eighteen years, finally meet you again, only to lose you forever once more?”
“How could your mother bear that?!” Chu Feiling spoke with deep sorrow.
“My mother?” Chu Yang opened his mouth, feeling as though his spirit soul had shattered into pieces, exploding and disintegrating once more!
In an instant, stars blurred his vision, and unable to bear it, he swayed and fainted.
He felt himself fall into a warm and loving embrace. This scent, this feeling, was so intoxicating, so enchanting.
In his fainting state, Chu Yang cried out loud…
He had thought he had changed his fate, but who would have thought it had only made his destiny even more cruel!
All his brothers had died tragically in front of him! And he could only watch helplessly!
This blow, for Chu Yang, was heavier than the death of Mo Qingwu in his previous life!
His heart was already like ashes!
But at that moment, his parents arrived by his side. The warmth of a mother that he had never experienced before enveloped him, and Chu Yang lost himself in that warmth.
What was he supposed to do?
He could only faint.
Chu Yang was startled awake by a tremor. When he opened his eyes, he realized he was in his mother’s embrace, and his body was being spun around as if caught in high-speed motion…
How could this be…
When Chu Yang opened his eyes, he discovered that Chu Feiling and his mother were being attacked by someone!
All around them were men in black.
How could this happen?
Chu Feiling had several wounds on his body, deep enough to see bone, while his mother was bleeding as well…
Chu Yang was alarmed and rolled away, drawing his sword.
“Ha! Years ago, I forced you both into a dead end, today I can finally see your entire family die here!” The leader of the men in black laughed maniacally.
“This must be your son, right? Hahaha, what a pity, just reunited, and now your family is about to die together. I express my deepest regrets,” another person laughed wildly.
Chu Feiling and his wife gritted their teeth and desperately blocked the attacks but were being pushed back steadily.
Their cultivation levels were simply not on the same scale!
Chu Yang roared and swung his sword to attack.
But suddenly, Chu Feiling and his wife grabbed him at the same time: “Yangyang, you must run!”
“No!” Chu Yang screamed madly. How could he run at this moment?
“Quickly, don’t let us die in vain!” His mother looked at him with sorrowful eyes: “Child… eighteen years ago, we were separated because we were chased by these people… who would have thought today…”
She gazed lovingly at her son, her eyes filled with reluctance and affection: “Child, go! Your living… is our greatest hope…”
Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly let out a muffled groan as a shining sword tip pierced through her chest.
She gasped, exerting force, while Chu Feiling simultaneously pushed Chu Yang away!
In an instant, the couple was submerged in a storm of blades and sword lights. Chu Yang’s body was thrown backward, but his spirit soul had already shattered!
Amid the flashing blades, his mother’s gaze remained tenderly fixed on him until she was completely engulfed…