The Past

"Teacher, why did you sneak out and leave Little Xue behind?" Ye Xue pouted, acting spoiled.

Ye Yuan wiped his face and said, "I really don't know what to do with you, you little demoness."

"You're eighteen years old already, not a child anymore."

"You should know by now that there's a distinction between men and women, right?"

"If you go on like this, how will you ever get married? Who would want to marry you?" Ye Yuan said helplessly.

Ye Xue chuckled and replied, "If Little Xue can't get married, then I'll just stick to Teacher."

"Besides, didn't you say, Teacher, that we shouldn't care about the opinions of others?"

"That we only need to have a clear conscience?"

"Isn't that what you taught me!"

Ye Yuan was left speechless by Ye Xue's words. Is that really how the principles he taught were meant to be used?

"Go back first. Teacher has important things to do."

Ye Xue hugged Ye Yuan's arm and said, "No, no! My soul power has already reached level 60. A level 60 at eighteen years old, hey!"

"You should be secretly happy to have such a capable helper, Teacher."

Ye Yuan truly couldn't win an argument against her.

But to be fair, he hadn't expected Ye Xue to be such a hidden gem. Ever since those few body-tempering sessions, Ye Xue's astonishing talent had been fully revealed.

An eighteen-year-old Soul King was something unheard of in the history of the Douluo Continent.

It was as if this little girl was born to cultivate.

"Fine, but you must listen to me, understand?"

"Mm-hmm! Little Xue is the most obedient."

"Hold on tight to me." Ye Yuan reached out, intending to take Ye Xue's hand.

Ye Xue rolled her eyes and threw herself directly into Ye Yuan's arms.

Ye Yuan shook his head.

He circulated all his soul power, and in an instant, the world spun and the stars shifted.

When Ye Xue opened her eyes again, what came into view was a snowy landscape.

Not far away stood a somewhat dilapidated city.

"Teacher, where is this?" Ye Xue asked.

Ye Yuan did not answer; he began walking toward a few dark figures in the distance.

"Hmph!"

Ye Xue quickly followed.

The two walked at a steady pace until they reached the side of the group.

Those people acted as if they hadn't seen them at all, turning a blind eye to the pair.

"You brat, I told you to stop stealing." The speaker was a rough-looking man who kept kicking the youth on the ground.

The youth's face and legs were covered in wounds and bruises.

"I'm sorry, I know, I was just too hungry."

"I'm really sorry!"

"I... I just want to survive!" One of the men kicked the youth hard in the back of the head.

The youth clutched the back of his head and fainted on the spot.

"These people are truly detestable. I'm going to teach them a lesson!"

As she finished speaking, she began to circulate her soul power and walked toward the men.

Ye Yuan stopped Ye Xue with his hand. "What did you promise me earlier?"

Ye Xue wanted to retort, but upon meeting Ye Yuan's intense gaze, her momentum instantly withered.

Although her teacher, Ye Yuan, doted on her, he could be extremely stern when he got angry.

"O... okay," Ye Xue said weakly.

"Boss, he... is he dead?!"

"Did we just kill someone?"

The rough-looking man said, "What are you afraid of? My uncle is the steward for the noble lord in the city."

"It's just killing someone, what's there to be afraid of?"

"Let's go. Besides, it's freezing out here and there's no one around. Who would see that it was us?"

With that, the group hurried away.

Leaving the boy alone in the snow.

Until this moment, Ye Yuan slowly walked toward the front of the boy, looking down at him from above.

Ye Xue remained silent; she had never seen so many emotions in her teacher's eyes before.

There was unwillingness, anger, sorrow, and a trace of determination.

What kind of relationship did this boy have with her master?

Was he an illegitimate son?

Why did he feel somewhat similar to her master?

Could it be that she, Little Xue, already had a mistress? No way!!!

That detestable woman, how dare she seduce her teacher!

Just as Ye Xue was lost in her wild imagination, Ye Yuan slowly lowered his body and placed his hand on the boy's head.

Ye Yuan's eyes turned golden, and a long black dragon darted out from his body, rushing into the boy's body.

Then, a golden Little Golden Man crawled out from Ye Yuan's sleeve and jumped onto his shoulder.

Ye Yuan said to him, "Go."

The Little Golden Man nodded, jumped directly toward the boy, and then turned into a golden light that submerged into the boy's body.

Ye Xue was completely baffled by her teacher's actions.

Just as she was about to ask, a voice rang out not far away.

"Young Miss, look!"

"Is there someone lying in the snow?"

Dozens of servants were surrounding a young girl as they slowly advanced; the girl was dressed in a black gown.

The ornaments on her head looked like cat ears.

The girl's attire and appearance made it clear at a glance that she was a noble.

She might not even be an ordinary noble.

The young girl said, "Isn't Father recruiting soldiers recently? We should still be short a few, so take him back and see."

The girl's servants rescued the boy.

They took him and left the snowfield.

Ye Yuan watched the group as they gradually moved further away and sighed.

He turned his head and said, "Let's go, Little Xue."

After speaking, he took Ye Xue's hand and slowly walked away.

"Teacher, what exactly are you doing?"

"Who is that child?"

Ye Yuan turned to look at Ye Xue and said, "Do you think he looks like your teacher?"

Ye Xue's heart plummeted to the bottom, and she immediately said with teary eyes, "Could it be... could it be that he is your son!"

"Wuwuwu X﹏X"

"It was clearly Little Xue who came first, which thieving cat was it!"

"Teacher, you scumbag."

Ye Yuan's face darkened, and he gave her forehead a direct knock.

"Ow! Teacher, that hurts!" Ye Xue cried out.

"He is your teacher when I was young!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xue froze.

"This is you when you were young, Teacher?"

"This... could it be that what just happened was your past?"

When Ye Xue was still Qian Renxue, she had never heard of anyone being able to reverse time and return to the past.

To reverse time and change the events of the past and future.

Even a god probably couldn't do that, right?

Ye Yuan saw through Ye Xue's confusion and said, "You must be wondering how your teacher managed to do that, right?"

Ye Yuan nodded, "That is a long story to explain."

"Let your teacher ask you first, is fate fixed?"

Ye Xue pondered for a moment and then said, "A person's fate should be predetermined from birth, but as long as there is a little interference, I believe it will change!"

Ye Yuan asked in return, "If the interference is immense, but fate still remains unchanged, what is the reason for that?"

"Hmm... then... that would mean there is a mastermind manipulating this fate."

Ye Yuan nodded, "You are not wrong."

"Teacher, reversing time and traveling to the past or future is something only the Creator can do, right? How did you manage it?"

Ye Yuan looked up at the sky and said slowly, "If I told you that the Creator of the Douluo Continent is a fellow countryman of mine, would you believe it?"

"A fellow countryman?"

"Yes, he is the one behind the scenes of fate."

"I tried to change things many times, but I failed every time, and eventually, I discovered this secret."

"Do you know the Sea God Tang San?"

Upon hearing this name, Ye Xue's expression turned solemn.

How could she not know him? But she still said to Ye Yuan, "I have heard of him. Is that Sea God Tang San your fellow countryman?"

"Is he the Creator?"

Ye Yuan shook his head, "The Tang San of this world is my fellow countryman, but my fellow countryman is not Tang San."