Chapter 344: The Fate is the Demon-Bodied Chiyanzi

Demon history records that Shang King Di Xin was both wise and brave. He encouraged agriculture and sericulture, expanded territory, and unified tribes, achieving extraordinary merits.

Di Xin's gaze was like a torch, and he appointed people based on merit; this truly endangered the interests of the powerful and influential, accumulating deep resentment.

However, due to constant warfare, there were many captives, and it was difficult to settle them reasonably; Di Xin's focus was on the outside, and he had no time to attend to these matters. Moreover, Di Xin did not perform sacrifices, which offended the Immortal Dao.

At that time, the Heaven, Earth, and Human Daos were held equally by the Three Sovereigns, and the Immortal Dao was at a loss.

It so happened that the Shang state was hollowed out due to many wars, and the powerful and influential were restless in their secret chambers; the Immortal Dao took the opportunity to fabricate excuses, and in the name of the Conferment of the Gods, supported Xiqi to rebel and turn against them.

In the Battle of Muye, the Shang fell and the Emperor perished.

From then on, humans honored the name of Heaven, ruling the world on behalf of Heaven, and humbly called themselves the Son of Heaven.

This was vastly different from the history Lingxiang had always known.

Regarding the fall of the Human Emperor, although historical records in the human world differ, they all boil down to the idea that the Shang King was devoid of Dao, indulging in wine and lust, exhausting the military, imposing heavy punishments and taxes, rejecting remonstrance and covering up faults, and being violent and ruthless; among these, the Wine Pool and Meat Forest, and the Cannon Burning and Snake Pit are known to all.

Admittedly, Lingxiang did not entirely believe this, but it could not be denied that the Shang King did have the suspicion of going too far; yet, to attribute all evil to one person in this way was truly too exaggerated.

History has passed and cannot be examined, and Lingxiang did not feel that this matter had much to do with her.

People often say that spilled water is hard to retrieve, but Lingxiang believed that since eyes grow on the front, one should look forward; why dwell on these fleeting clouds?

"This may overturn your understanding, but you must know that history has always been the history of the victors; only the victors have the qualifications to write it." Wumin Jun sighed and put the ghost mask back on.

Lingxiang curled her lips noncommittally—what the hell does this have to do with your old man having an illicit affair with a mortal and giving birth to a child of human and demon?

"The Demon Race is not tolerated by Heaven and Earth, which is the reason for the aftermath of the Human Emperor, but the Demon Race is ultimately not human, their souls are incomplete, and they are not to be feared, so the Heavenly Dao has never asked much. But if the Demon Race has a heart, and gives birth to offspring with the human race..."

Wumin Jun did not finish his sentence, but Lingxiang understood.

The Demon Lord who created the world was the son of Di Xin, and Nanshan Jun was his direct descendant; having a heart meant entering the Human Dao, and if there were further offspring, they could be considered descendants of the Human Emperor.

If the Heavenly Dao were to find out about this, wouldn't it...

Lingxiang dared not think further; one must know that the last time the Immortal Dao intervened in the human world, it triggered the War of the Conferring of the Gods—what a catastrophe of devastation that was!

The so-called "Heaven and Earth are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs" is nothing more than being based on the interests of the Heavenly Dao; if threatened, the Heavenly Dao might not be fair.

Just like the Demon Lord who created the world back then, he was merely a sacrifice in that War of the Conferring of the Gods, yet he had to suffer years of torture.

What sin did the young child have? But what did the Heavenly Dao do?

It merely turned a blind eye.

Lingxiang could not help but think of her former self.

The former Lingxiang always felt that she was just a mayfly in the mortal world, and the heavens had not given her any favors; her time in the human world was merely to make up the numbers, so there was no need to be overly concerned about the world.

Yet she had an unyielding nature, so for a short dozen years, she had been looking for a way to solve her Residual Spirit Root, never caring about how the world fared.

She kept to herself, but this truly went against the original intention of cultivating the Dao, yet Lingxiang did not care.

Until she met Long Qi.

Regarding Long Qi, at first Lingxiang simply had no way to deal with him, but after learning about the three great Exorcist Families and her mother, her state of mind gradually changed.

Lingxiang initially felt that Long Qi was a meddlesome person, so she always held a bit of prejudice against him. It was not until the Liangcheng incident that she discovered that such a big boy actually had an incredibly fiery heart.

She wanted to understand Long Qi for the first time, but the deeper she went, the more she discovered that such passion belonged to someone who was extremely afraid of loneliness.

And gradually...

Lingxiang seemed to not be so repulsed by Long Qi anymore, and even liked this reckless passion a little.

It was precisely Long Qi who made Lingxiang feel that this mortal world was not entirely worthless.

Lingxiang let go; it seemed that things like having an incomplete Spirit Root and no chance for longevity were not that important after all.

Therefore, when she saw the warning of the ancient firmament, Lingxiang began to plan everything, and after the Dust-Peering Mirror descended with divine miracles, she became firm in her determination.

That's right, Lingxiang had known from the beginning that she would have this encounter in the Demon Realm, she just didn't know what the root cause was.

Now hearing Wumin Jun say all this, Lingxiang gradually understood that the root of all this was actually a hidden danger planted thousands of years ago.

It is one thing for the Heavenly Dao to be unkind, but it is also not rigorous in its actions; it really is...

An endless disaster!

Lingxiang sighed helplessly and asked Wumin Jun: "So, that child..."

However, Wumin Jun shook his head.

"It is not 'that one', it is two."

Twins?!

"My father knew of the Former Demon Venerable's plan, but for the sake of my two younger brothers, my father had to make the move to rebel." Wumin Jun sighed, "If the Demon Race returns to the human world, it will surely be a catastrophe."

Yes! If it were the Demon Race led by the Demon Venerable at that time...

"Then... where are those two children now..."

Wumin Jun did not answer when he heard this; he stood up and walked to the window.

The wooden window was closed, leaving only a crack; the ghostly light of the Underworld passed through the crack and cast onto Wumin Jun's ghost mask, looking extremely eerie.

"My father knew that this trip was very dangerous, so before returning to the Demon Realm, he placed the mother and her two children in a safe place. But who would have thought..."

The existence of these two children threatened the position of the Demon Venerable. I don't know who leaked the news; the Former Demon Venerable learned about Zhen Yiniang, so he sent Demon Soldiers to eliminate the two children.

Nanshan Jun learned of this, and in order to protect Zhen Yiniang and the two children, he had to kill the Venerable and seize the throne.

Once Nanshan Jun sat on the throne of the Demon Venerable, he hurriedly sent people to the human world to find the mother and children.

But those who returned said that the hiding place of the mother and children had already become a ruin.

It turned out that before the Former Demon Venerable fell, he had ordered his confidants to eliminate the two children so as not to threaten Ziboyan in the future.

However, heaven has unexpected storms; not long after Nanshan Jun left, a flood occurred.

In that flood, Zhen Yiniang and one of the children went missing; it was only thanks to Tumi Xianzi arriving in time that the life of the other child was saved.

"A natural disaster! Tsk tsk tsk..." Lingxiang sighed.

"I suppose this must be the Heavenly Punishment that Tumi Xianzi spoke of!" Wumin Jun said, turning his body, and that ray of light streaked across his mask.

"Then... where is that child now?"

Lingxiang had a vague, ominous premonition; she desperately hoped that things were not as she imagined, but...

"I presume you have already reached a conclusion in your heart."

Lingxiang's eyes widened, she gripped the corner of the table tightly, and tried her best to steady her breathing.

"Back then, my father was blessed with two sons; the second son was named 'Wuzheng', and the third son was named 'Wushi'. The one who was separated from Zhen Yiniang was the second son, Wuzheng, who was saved by Tumi Xianzi and later became her disciple, taking the name 'Chiyanzi'."

As soon as the words fell, Lingxiang stood up abruptly, staring at Wumin Jun, and only after a long while did she collapse back into her seat, drained of strength.

To think...

To think it really was Senior Brother Chiyanzi!