Ye Wuchen's terrible guess turned into reality, cruelly placed in front of her - she called a "father" who was not his father, but most likely to harm his biological father for more than 20 years, and even showed his talents for him, and even willing to marry that person who was twice as old as he could firmly control the Tianlong Kingdom - who could bear such deception and blows, and that daughter could bear his father who was locked in such a place for more than 20 years. Website

Since she was a child, she knew that there was a lunatic in the sect. When she was growing up, when she accidentally approached there, she would often hear the roar of the lunatic, and would run away in fear... But she could never have thought that he was her father.

The pain in her heart was so painful that she could hardly breathe. She hurried forward, completely ignoring the dirty mess she could not touch, and pulled the golden chain that was wrapped around him, trying to force it to break it. But she turned the water jade qi to the extreme, and her palms turned into ice blue. The ordinary chain had been easily broken, but the golden chain had no trace of being damaged. Moreover, she clearly felt that her water jade qi disappeared without a trace when she touched the gold chain.

"It's useless. This is the treasure chain of the Southern Emperor who left me the Southern Emperor Sect. Apart from the Southern Emperor's Sword, there is nothing to cut it off. For us, when we are blocked by the Magic Chain, even the power from the Southern Emperor will be blocked... Otherwise, how could they feel at ease to leave me alone here, and never worry about me running away or being rescued." He shook his head, and his head dragged to the ground still covered his face.

"Who are they...?" Shui Mengchan gave up. She stood there powerlessly. She could not feel the discomfort in smell and visual sense. In a daze, she just wanted to know what the truth of all this was and why. Then, she tried every means to rescue her father.

The Sword of the Southern Emperor...

Ye Wuchen, you won... You once again stirred up a big wave you would definitely want to see with a few short sentences. Should you be praising you, blame you, or thank you... I, Shui Mengchan, have long become a chess piece you can use in your plan, but now, I have to go in the direction you point.

In front of you, I will always be a loser.

Whether you are timid, because you are grateful for learning the truth, you will not want to be enemies with you again in this life.

"Who are they... They used to be my best partner, friend... the most respected elder... Shui Yunlan, water clouds break, water clouds break... Shui Xuan seals, water mysterious, water free, water without law... Even if these people turn into ashes, I will never forget their names!!"

He said more than thirty names in a row, and each name was spoken with the incomparable resentment that pierced into his heart. For a moment, the air in this dark underground space was stained with a strong breath of resentment. His hatred for them had long been deeply engraved into his bones. Twenty-three years have passed day by day. Even if he eats his flesh, crushes his bones, sucks his tendons, and drinks his blood, he cannot calm down.

Thirty people, this number is nothing to the Nanhuang Sect, which has a large number of internal and external personnel, but whenever Shui Mengchan hears a name, her heart will pound violently. Until he finishes, her heart is filled with indescribable horror. These people are actually people who hold heavy power within or outside the current Nanhuang Sect, without exception!

"Who is Shui Yunlan...?" This is the only name she has never heard of, but he puts this name first, which shows that he has the strongest hatred for this person. Could it be...

"Shui Yunlan...Shui Yunlan...a person who looks exactly the same as me!!!"

Shui Mengchan's body shook violently.

Shui Yunlan... the person who has called her father for more than 20 years... It turns out that they look exactly the same, no wonder, no wonder...

And the person in front of her, her father, is the real Shui Yuntian.

"Father..." She finally called sadly and started crying... She couldn't remember what she cried last time, maybe a few years ago, maybe more than ten years ago... In tears, she recalled her childhood, who always smiled comfortably, always let her make trouble, and let her make all kinds of excessive demands... It was a very warm and beautiful memory of the child. After the age of two, the "father" changed. It turned out that since then, her favorite father had left and suffered inhuman pain and torture in the absence of sight.

Sorrow, pain, hatred, ashamed... She was already crying. Crying for her father is also a life of being completely deceived and played with.

Shui Yuntian slowly closed his eyes, and called him father, and his heart, which was so cold that he was almost dead, surged with a strong sense of warmth. It was something called "family affection". He had been waiting for it for too many years and enduring it for too many years. God finally opened his eyes and returned part of the things he had taken away to him.

"Father, tell me...I want to know the truth... You are pretending to be crazy here, but you are reluctant to fall down. You use the false crazy shouts to make people know your existence. You must be waiting for me...Tell me, father, let's take revenge together...I can quickly get the Sword of the Southern Emperor and go out at that time...Father, they all said that you have already been cut off your tongue and cannot speak, and can only make strange screams. Why are you..."

Shui Yuntian slowly raised his eyes, still covered with water mists of sorrow or joy in his eyes. He said hoarsely: "At that time, they did cut off my tongue, and I thought I would never be able to speak again... But human calculations are not as good as God's calculations. In just a few days, my tongue will regenerate automatically... It was then that I realized that the blood of the Southern Emperor we have is worthy of being the blood of the gods. It not only allows the wound to heal quickly, but also regenerate the lost limbs or organs... We, who have pure divine blood, are beyond the reach of ordinary humans."

"So...it's like this..." Shui Mengchan muttered in distractedness.

"Your mother... is she okay? My son... your younger brother, isn't he called Wuque? How old is he this year? How tall is he..." Shui Yuntian's voice suddenly became rapid. When the dawn of hard work came, the desire and heart-wrenching concern in his heart were like a surging tide, impacting his heart.

When he heard him ask about his mother, Shui Mengchan felt more and more sour. She now knew how much pain her mother had suffered over the years. She always knew all this, but she had to bear it silently from them. Her husband was not far away from her, but she could never meet and had to commit herself to someone who harmed her whole family. What kind of torture is this.

In the ordinary and peaceful life that lasted for more than 20 years, it turned out that such a cruel reality was hidden.

The indescribable hatred in my heart swelled again.

"Mom never laughed. I knew she was not good at all since I was a child. I only knew the reason until today. Wuque had been rebellious since he was a child. He... He never listened to that person's words, and in the end he was not willing to say much to him. His relationship with people in the sect was generally very stiff, and many people rejected him. Later, when he was a teenager, he left his house far away and went out alone, threatening that even if everyone in the Southern Emperor Sect forgot to pass on the fate of generations, he must find the Sword of the Southern Emperor. Over the years, Wuque has always kept in touch with me, but except for occasionally going back to see his mother, he never wanted to stay in the Southern Emperor Sect." Shui Mengchan said sadly.

"My sister..."

“Wuwei…”

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha... OK, okay! Wuque, really deserves to be my son, really deserves to be my Shui Yuntian's son. If you have this kind of heart, even if I die soon, I can die with my eyes closed..." He called the name of the son he had never seen before, and laughed with tears. He suddenly felt that twenty-three years of torture could bring such news, even if I die immediately, it would be enough.

"Father, tell me quickly what she had in the past... Tell me quickly!" The longer the torture that was eager to get the answer, the more she wanted to lose control. Facing everything in front of her, she didn't know where to go. In the past, what choice should she make and what she was going to face. But even if her life would have a cruel turn after knowing the answer, she must know all of it.

After a brief quiet around, Shui Yuntian suppressed his tears, his head still lowered, tidying up his completely confused thoughts under various impacts. After a long time, he said slowly: "That nightmare was born in twenty-three years, when you just turned two."

"Although our Nanhuang Sect has always had a force and power far superior to all living beings, what we need is never to look down on the world, but to search for the Sword of the Nanhuang and its owner for life. A hundred years, thousands of years, ten thousand years, generation after generation, and the Nanhuang Sect was also disappointed. In this repeated disappointment, some other sounds were becoming more and more. Gradually, abnormal movements began to appear within the Nanhuang Sect, and a dangerous trend of differentiation appeared."

"When a normal person has a power that others cannot reach, there is a huge force around him that can sweep the world. But he can only find something that does not know whether it really exists because of a so-called mission. He is mediocre all his life. This is indeed not easy to accept. Especially after too many failures, even that mission began to be regarded as a lie. Over the years, various voices of doubt and signs of differentiation have appeared many times, and they are suppressed every time. But a hundred years ago, a change in the Northern Emperor Sect greatly stimulated the hearts of most of the sects, and the situation of differentiation became stronger and stronger. There are too many people who yearn to set foot in the world and hold great power. They are unwilling to be just a person with extraordinary skills, but they can only stay outside the world."

"Is it because of this... As expected, I knew it would be like this..." Thinking of the ambition of "Shui Yuntian" who is actually Shui Yunlan, and everything I have done for his ambition over the years, the hatred and regret in my heart are endless.

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