Chapter 601: Origin
Translator: Lordbluefire Editor:
The scene was in a jade palace set in a celestial realm situated above a vast and majestic ancient mountain.
Starlight illuminated the skies, painting the jade palace with color. Right before a certain pavilion there were two silhouettes standing there. Just a single glance at them would imprint their silhouettes into the depths of one's memory, unable to be forgotten, such was the presence they exuded.
These two silhouettes were a couple. Although the man had unexcelled, exceptional looks, his manliness was something rarely seen in the world. He stood there quietly, yet he was able to give off a pressure akin to a mighty mountain, towering over everyone else. Yet, his eyes contained streaks of gentleness resembling the profoundness and warmth of water.
Beside him, a woman of peerless beauty lay lightly on his shoulder. This woman was enveloped in layers of incomparably resplendent faint halos. Although she was dressed casually, her dressing style couldn't mask the unmatched magnificence of a generation.
Such a pair was truly like an immortal couple staying in the celestial realms. They seemed to paint a picture of eternity, containing an incomparable sense of beauty.
The sound of the cry of an infant drifted out, the woman hurriedly stood up, flashing a flawless smile at the man beside her before her silhouette flickered and disappeared from sight. An instant later, an infant could be seen in her arms as she reappeared beside the man. Her beautiful eyes were filled with the radiance of motherly love.
"Initially you could have soared up into the heavens, monopolizing the sun and moon, yet you chose to follow me to roam the ends of this world instead. I'm sorry." The man stared at the woman hugging the infant, his eyes could prop up the heaven and earth flashed with hints of shame.
"Why are you talking about this? Back then when you barged through the thirteen levels of the Heavenly Moat alone simply because of a single glance from me, it was already destined that my fate was already decided, I would be your companion forever." The voice of the woman was clean and gentle, and her eyes twinkled with laughter.
"If I knew that would so many complications would result from that, I would rather never have done all those things in the past," the man shook his head.
"This isn't like the past you. The man I loved was one who could stand tall supporting both Heaven and Earth. He had an indomitable spirit, severing all connections with the Ancient Primordial God Tribe because of anger, and with the power of a single man, he killed and massacred so much that even the sky changed color, to the extent where even the immortals and demons would cry out of fear - Qin Yuanfeng." The woman smiled lightly, her beautiful eyes containing an intense warmth and gentleness.
Qin Yuanfeng stared at the horizons, sighing in his heart, as though the sharpness which he once had had all been ground away.
The woman gently nestled in his embrace, placing the infant between them both as she smiled, "For the sake of me and our son, you are reduced to such a state today. If we are talking about being ashamed, I should be the one instead. Look at our son, in the future he would stand tall and support both Heaven and Earth by himself. With a weapon in his hand, asking this sky and asking this heaven, he would be the master of his fate, the lord of his own destiny."
"Asking this sky, asking this heaven." The man murmured, than smiled, "In that case, let's name our son Wentian*."
The eyes of the woman flashed with a strange glow as she lightly nodded her head, playing with that infant in their embrace as she smiled back. "In the future if you are mediocre, I hope that you would live a life of unremarkable-ness and mediocrity. If you can stand tall and support the heaven and earth, I hope that you can plunder the fate of the nine heavens, holding the sun and moon in your hands, stepping across worlds, trampling on the Divine Immortal and Demon Clans."
"Do you really think so?" The man turned his head and stared at her as he asked in a gentle voice.
"Mhm." The woman nodded her head.
"Fine. In that case I shall bequeath everything to him," the man calmly stated. At that time he didn't know this casual statement of his would be the herald of a never-seen-before tidal wave of unprecedented scale.
The body of the woman trembled a little before she recovered. A single teardrop streaked down her face, dripping onto the face of the infant. An innocent naive smile bloomed on the infant's face as he stretched out a tiny arm, trying to grab upwards, completely unaware that his birth caused his parents to be filled with the resolve to make such a decision.
Resplendent light flashed through the skies, lighting up the entire area. The woman slowly lifted the infant upwards, her body shining with boundless rainbow-light appearing like a divine celestial from the nine heavens. The brilliance she exuded was even stronger compared from the light of the sun and moon.
Immersed under the radiance, her ordinary clothing was replaced by gorgeous apparel. A crown appeared on her head, giving the gentle and beautiful woman a sense of beauty that bordered on the demonic. Such a demonic beauty caused others to dare not match her gaze directly.
The man involuntarily trembled violently when he saw such a scene. Just as he was about to speak, that woman smiled, "Since you have already made your decision, I naturally have to give something of equal value and accompany you. So what if we are both condemned to eternal damnation? I only hope that our child could truly rise up with his own abilities instead of depending on our luster. Yuanfeng, you can do this, right?"
The smile of that woman contained an incomparable charm. At this moment, it was as though she had transformed back to the woman she was earlier. Qin Yuanfeng stared at her with trepidation in his heart. An instant later, resolve flashed through his eyes as his body similarly radiated boundless scintillating light that was so bright that it was as if the entirety of his lifeforce was burning away.
That flame wanted to combust his life, burning away his blood. The light he radiated merged together with that of the woman, towering up into the skies, breaking through the dome of heaven. The two of them stood facing each other, locking their gazes and smiling. They were exceedingly calm, each and every bit of their blessings and hope were sequestered on the infant between them.
At that moment, a silhouette flickered, arriving here. This person was clad in black, and upon seeing the scene before him, he instantly knelt down as tears flowed from his face. "Master, Madame, why must both of you do this?"
"Uncle Black, you should have heard our conversation earlier. If he is ordinary, allow him to live his life in unremarkable-ness and mediocrity. Never allow him to borrow our strength to rise to the top. The son of I, Qin Yuanfeng, has to depend on his own capabilities to stand tall, supporting both heavens and earth. Right now, the only one that knows I have an heir, are you guys. Bring him away, do not let others know that he is my son."
The man calmly spoke, he and that peerless beautiful woman stood facing each other as the rays of light emitting from them entered the body of the infant unceasingly.
The two of them looked into the eyes of the other, both containing an infinite love within them. The infant between them was the crystallization of their love. They were giving him everything, he would be an extension of their lives.
At this moment, a single tear drop could be seen dripping down from the faces of both the man and the woman. Similarly, the silhouette kneeling there also had tears streaking down his face. He knew very clearly what would happen after this.
This was the final point of that memory fragment. After this, Qin Wentian's consciousness was forcibly ejected from the tiny astral-being.
RUMBLE!
The aura that exuded from Qin Wentian suddenly became chaotic. Immersed in that boundless astral light, his eyes abruptly snapped open as the glimmer of tears could be seen within.
The participants inside the Monument Realm all turned their attention onto Qin Wentian. The circulating astral energy and that chaotic unstable aura caused them all to be bewildered. What exactly had happened to Qin Wentian, why would he react in such a way?
"Father, mother," Qin Wentian mumbled silently in his heart. That scene earlier was imprinted into the depths of his soul, becoming an indelible mark that he would never forget. He could finally confirm that the memories of that man in the tiny astral-being belonged to none other than his father. And also, he had finally seen his mother.
How dazzling were they? How extraordinary were they? The man that chose to sever all relations with the Ancient Primordial God Clan, slaughtering and massacring so much that even immortals and demons cried out in fear, was his father. That divine celestial maiden from the nine heavens possessing unexcelled charm and beauty was his mother.
They bequeathed everything they had to him, hoping that he would be able to depend on his own strength to rise up and trample upon the various Divine Immortal and Demon Clans.
Qin Wentian really wanted to continue watching, to see what happened in the end. What exactly had his parents done for him? He really wished to know what extraordinary power could force his parents into such desperate straits, to the extent of needing to command Uncle Black to bring him away.
Just from a single memory, Qin Wentian could see the soul-stirring and heart-breaking story behind his parents. Sadly, he could only see so far.
At this moment, the traces of suspicions Qin Wentian always had towards his parents for abandoning him, completely disappeared like smoke in thin air.
"Are you okay?" a melodious voice drifted over. Only then did Qin Wentian regain clarity as his aura stabilized. He stared blankly at Lou Bingyu beside him.
Lou Bingyu couldn't imagine that there would actually be tear stains on Qin Wentian's face. Such a young man, strong, confident, and tolerant. What could he have suffered to have tears in his eyes?
"Nothing," Qin Wentian calmly replied. After which he closed his eyes once more and continued his cultivation, forming a connection with the runic lights shimmering from the stone walls. Very swiftly, a terrifying astral energy surged around him once more.
Lou Bingyu stood there dumbstruck, a trace of disappointment flashing past her eyes as she walked away. She similarly sat down cross-legged and started cultivating. After a period of time passed, resplendent light also circulated around Lou Bingyu, causing everyone else to start. Could Lou Bingyu actually be able to see the energy from the stone walls too?
Qin Wentian once again directed his perception into the tiny astral-being, entering it and searching for memory fragments in the deepest level. Using that boundless powerful astral energy, he directed it and blasted towards a memory fragment, wanting to break it apart.
This time around, this particular fragment was tougher than the others, completely devouring the blast of astral energy yet showing no signs of being unlocked. However, Qin Wentian wanted to know what his father experienced too badly, and right now he only had this opportunity because he was borrowing the power within the ranking monument. Normally, based on his current cultivation level, there was no way he would be able to unlock these fragments at all.
After some time, this astral memory fragment finally shattered. Qin Wentian's perception was abruptly ejected as a terrifying memory rushed into his mind, rocking him to his core as the tiny astral-being dimmed once more.
However right now, more memories had appeared in Qin Wentian's mind. Yet they were not of the scene regarding his origins. Rather, it was a diagram with many pictures on it.
"Fiendgod Body Refinement Art." Qin Wentian stared at the four gigantic words. Fiendgod Body Refinement Art was a supreme top-notch, immeasurably profound cultivation art that used the energy of fiendgods to refine one's body.
Evidently, the memory of this art was left behind by his father for Qin Wentian to access once his strength reached a certain level. Yet today, he unlocked it earlier than expected.
"Fiendgod Body Refinement Art, I can cultivate this simultaneously with the Fiendgod Heaven Suppression Art, they complement each other and would transform into a heaven-defying cultivation art." Qin Wentian understood the pains his father undertook to plan out so many things for him. He left behind the tiny astral-being containing his memories to his son, it was really a priceless treasure.
At this moment, Qin Wentian's heart was more resolute than ever. Those two heaven-shaking silhouettes and their conversation was something he would never forget!
Translator Note:
秦问天 Qin Wentian → 秦Qin is a surname, 问天 Wentian, means asking the sky/asking the heavens.
