In little Fanfan’s eyes, that figure was as terrifying as a demon.
"You wretched thing, just the sight of you annoys . How could such a botherso wretch like you exist?"
The woman swung the feather duster viciously at little Fanfan.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Little Fanfan curled up into a ball, not daring to cry or scream, gritting his teeth to endure the beating.
At the door, a man leaned against the door fra, looking on indifferently, "Don’t beat him to death, a dead child ans prison."
The woman turned around, "It’s not your kid, what are you worried about? I’d really like to throw him from the seventh floor to crush this wretched thing."
The man calmly said: "If you kill him, we lose the house. That woman has already transferred the house to his na. Do you want the house or not?"
Knowing the house belonged to this wretched thing, she gnashed her teeth with anger, her face contorted, "Truly a wretch, along with that deplorable woman. She insisted on adopting this child. If it weren’t for him, the house would have been in your na already."
The man said, "If it weren’t for this child, I couldn’t have approached her."
"No, I am mom’s child, I’m not adopted." Beaten and bruised, little Fanfan mustered the courage to stand up, clenching his tiny fists and glaring angrily at the woman, who he saw as a demon.
When the woman saw the wretched child dare to resist, she imdiately raised the feather duster to continue the beating.
But at that mont.
The man’s phone rang.
"Stop hitting, that woman’s calling." The man reminded her, then answered the phone, saying a few simple words before taking the phone to Lin Fan, pointing at little Fanfan. Though nothing was said, the ssage was clear: the beating incident must remain unspoken.
"Fanfan."
Upon hearing the familiar, yearning, yet very weak voice, little Fanfan felt no pain at all, his face showing joy and excitent, "Mom, your voice is so quiet..."
"Mom just has a cold, I’ll be better soon."
"Oh, then Mom you need to rest well, eat properly, and the cold will go away."
"Okay, has Fanfan been eating properly?"
"Yes, Fanfan has been eating well."
"Mom..."
"Mm."
"Am I mommy’s baby?"
As Lin Fan uttered these words, both the man and woman showed angry expressions, glaring at Lin Fan as if to say, dare ask anymore and you’ll be beaten to death.
The voice from the other end suddenly beca firm and loud, "Of course you’re mommy’s baby, Fanfan stayed in mommy’s belly for ten months before coming out, precious... cough, cough."
Faintly the sound of suppressed coughing could be heard.
But little Fanfan did not hear this, instead expressing joy, "I knew they were lying to ."
Soon, the man snatched the phone, said a few words and hung up, then stord towards little Fanfan, raised a hand, and slapped little Fanfan hard to the ground.
Lying on the floor, blood trickling from the corners of his mouth, little Fanfan wasn’t sad, ntally chanting.
"I knew you were lying to ."
"I’m mommy’s baby, not adopted."
Gradually.
The scene shattered.
On the altar.
Tears flowed from the corners of Lin Fan’s closed eyes, his throat hoarse.
"Mom..."
He opened his eyes, the surroundings pulling him back to reality.
Lin Fan looked up towards the top of the Heavenly Road, seeing the magnificent, endlessly ancient and majestic immortal gate.
He clenched his fist, power accumulating within.
He let out a low growl.
"Open for ."
He punched out, and the overwhelming power erupted, twisting and shattering the void, a force capable of piercing the earth transford into a blazing light, roaring ferociously.
Crash!
The immortal gate crumbled under this force, shattered into pieces, and vanished into thin air.
"Ah... he broke the Immortal’s prohibition."
Yin Yang Sect Leader’s shock twisted his face, his entire body trembling uncontrollably, the burst of power filling him with dread, fear, even shaking his very soul.
Who is he?
Where did he co from?
Could he be a banished immortal returning to the peak?
"Thank you all, I’m leaving now. I’ve recalled many things, which have further solidified my resolve. I hope we can et again."
Lin Fan bowed to the mbers of the Yin Yang Sect, then soared into the sky, traversing the Heavenly Road, heading straight for the True Immortal Realm. In an instant, his figure vanished into thin air, disappearing completely from the presence of the Yin Yang Sect mbers.
A mont later.
The mbers of the Yin Yang Sect ca back to their senses, looking at each other in amazent, their eyes showing such shock, it would take a hundred years to forget.
Even hundreds of years later, recalling today’s event would provoke admiration... once, we witnessed the traces of an immortal.
"Hierarch, the prohibition of the Heavenly Road is gone, can we ascend now?" Qing Zhanyang’s emotions were sowhat excited, for the allure of being an immortal is too great, every cultivator dreams of attaining immortality and living freely.
"It’s difficult."
The Yin Yang Sect Leader shook his head, "This path was laid by True Immortal Realm immortals, now broken by external powers, but surely offends the immortals. If we ascend now, we might be considered criminal immortals, thus suffering the wrath of the immortals."
Despite saying this.
With the prohibition of the Heavenly Road dissipated, every powerhouse in the Earth Immortal Realm sensed it, each igniting hope, heading towards the Yin Yang Sect.
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