Born a Mistake from the Very Beginning

Qian Renxue was completely stunned.

It's not the kind of blank stare where you think, "What did you say? I didn't hear you."

Rather, it's a state of complete mental shutdown, utter collapse of facial expression control, and even forgetting to breathe—a state of blankness.

Her lips moved a few times, as if she wanted to say something.

But it felt like something was tightly choking my throat, and I couldn't utter a single syllable.

The mother killed the father...

These words formed a sentence in her mind, but her reason refused to accept that the sentence was true.

"You--"

She finally managed to squeeze out a hoarse breath.

"You're talking nonsense!!!"

boom--

The aura of Spirit Emperor exploded without reservation.

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul suddenly appeared behind her.

Three pairs of golden wings unfurled, and the temperature in the entire Secret Chamber instantly soared to a suffocating level.

Fine cracks began to appear on the wall, and the teacup on the table shattered into dust with a crash.

Qian Renxue's eyes reddened.

The murderous intent almost solidified into a tangible crimson.

"How could my mother possibly kill my father?! Lin Qingmo, do you know what you're saying?!"

Her voice was hoarse, as if it were being forced out of her throat, and every word carried the sacred pressure of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

If an ordinary Spirit King were standing here, the sheer oppressive aura would be enough to make him kneel and tremble with fear.

But Lin Qingmo just sat there.

No Martial Soul was released.

No Soul Power was mobilized.

He didn't even change his sitting posture.

He just looked at Qian Renxue calmly.

Like an old fisherman who has seen countless storms watching the giant waves rise on the sea.

His expression remained unchanged.

Breathing is steady.

He barely even blinked.

"Are you done talking?"

His tone was similar to when they were discussing what to eat in the cafeteria tonight.

Qian Renxue was stunned.

This reaction was completely beyond her expectations.

She unleashed her full power, intending to overwhelm him, expose his weakness, and force him to retract his absurd words.

But he didn't.

He was like an immovable wall, letting all her anger crash against him, only for it to dissipate silently.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

The Six-Winged Angel phantom behind Qian Renxue began to tremble.

Because her mind was in turmoil.

Qian Renxue felt a chill creeping up from the depths of her bones.

Their momentum gradually faded.

The phantom image of the Six-Winged Angel dissolved into the air like a burst bubble.

Qian Renxue's shoulders slumped.

It was as if his spine had been removed, turning him from a cheetah poised to pounce into a lifeless statue.

Her eyes were lifeless, her bloodshot pupils fixed on Lin Qingmo.

"Have you calmed down?"

Lin Qingmo asked.

Qian Renxue remained silent.

She just stared at him.

The light in those golden eyes had faded, replaced by an almost hollow stubbornness.

That was the look in the eyes of a drowning person grasping at their last straw.

Lin Qingmo stood up, walked to the corner of the Secret Chamber, and poured a glass of water.

He pushed the water glass in front of Qian Renxue, then sat down again.

"If you're not saying anything, I'll take that as you've calmed down. I'll continue."

He paused, his tone remaining damnably calm.

"Judging from the outcome, it was Bibi Dong who killed Qian Xunji with her own hands out of hatred."

Qian Renxue's fingers clenched tightly.

"But Qian Daoliu concealed the truth out of guilt."

It's that same excuse again.

Guilt.

Why feel guilty?

"The reason that made Qian Daoliu feel guilty was also the reason why Bibi Dong killed Qian Xunji, and the reason why Bibi Dong hated Qian Xunji."

"These three are interconnected; they all point to the same thing."

Lin Qingmo's every word pierced through Qian Renxue's already fragile mental defenses, which were on the verge of collapse.

Qian Renxue's breathing became completely disordered.

Her chest heaved violently as the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul surged uncontrollably within her body.

Golden light shimmered faintly beneath her skin, as if it might tear her body apart at any moment.

She didn't want to believe it.

She desperately refused to believe it.

But if Lin Qingmo's story is false, how do you explain your mother's attitude towards you?

From the time she could remember, there was never a trace of warmth in Bibi Dong's eyes when she looked at her.

That wasn't harshness, nor was it disappointment caused by excessively high expectations; it was something more fundamental.

A kind of deep-seated, bone-chilling aversion.

It was like seeing something that shouldn't exist.

She didn't understand before.

Now she suddenly began to understand.

This feeling of "understanding" made her stomach churn violently, almost making her vomit.

She didn't know exactly what happened at the time.

But she's not stupid.

A wife who hates her husband to the core.

This only means one thing: the husband did something his wife could not forgive.

And the fact that such a thing could result in a child means something even more terrifying.

"Tell me."

Qian Renxue raised her head, her bloodshot eyes fixed on Lin Qingmo, her voice hoarse as if it had been sanded.

Tell me everything!

Lin Qingmo looked at her.

Her fingertips were trembling, her eyes were red-rimmed, and she had bitten her lips until they bled.

"To fully reconstruct this history, we must mention another person."

Qian Renxue leaned forward slightly.

"Who?"

Lin Qingmo's gaze fell on her face.

But the name he uttered next caused Qian Renxue's expression to freeze once more.

"Yu Xiaogang".

Qian Renxue frowned.

She had heard the name before, but she wasn't sure if it was the same person.

Lin Qingmo didn't let her guess and started introducing herself directly.

"Yu Xiaogang is from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"His father is Yu Yuanzhen, the Clan Head of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. In terms of family background, Yu Xiaogang can be considered a descendant of a top sect."

Qian Renxue nodded slightly.

Yu Yuanzhen certainly knew that the name of Thunder Douluo was renowned throughout the entire Soul Master World.

"But--"

Lin Qingmo changed the subject.

"Yu Xiaogang's personal situation is rather complicated."

"His innate Martial Soul Mutation, mutating in a negative direction. The Martial Soul he awakened was a degraded version of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, which he named ' Luo Sanpao '."

"Breaking through ten levels in Soul Power is as difficult as ascending to heaven; one is stuck at the threshold of level twenty-nine for life, unable to cross the hurdle of Level 30."

"To put it bluntly, he's someone who's universally considered a piece of trash."

Qian Renxue blinked.

She knew about Martial Soul Mutation, but it was indeed rare for one to mutate to this extent in a negative direction.

Then she suddenly realized something.

etc.

Such a piece of trash...

Seeing the change in her expression, Lin Qingmo's lips curled into a slight smile.

"You seem to have guessed it."

"Just as you think."

"Yu Xiaogang, this good-for-nothing who was half-abandoned by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, this useless guy who couldn't even break through to Level 30 in Soul Power, actually won the favor of the Martial Soul Hall Saintess at that time."

Qian Renxue's pupils suddenly contracted.

Martial Soul Hall Saintess!

At that time, the Martial Soul Hall Saintess was...

"That Saintess loved him unconditionally, even willing to give up her position as Saintess for him."

"And all of this happened right under the nose of her teacher, Pope Qian Xunji."

Lin Qingmo paused here.

He looked at Qian Renxue, his eyes carrying a complex meaning.

"I suppose you've already guessed it."

Qian Renxue's face was as white as a sheet of paper.

She guessed it.

Of course she guessed it!

The Martial Soul Hall Saintess at that time, the personal disciple of Pope Qian Xunji, and her mother— Bibi Dong.

Bang!

Qian Renxue collapsed to the ground.

Her legs completely lost their strength, and it felt as if all her support had been removed.

My brain is trembling.

No, the entire worldview is trembling.

Her mother, Bibi Dong, didn't actually love her father, Qian Xunji.

She likes that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang!

That Yu Xiaogang who couldn't even break through Level 30.

But why would Bibi Dong, with her father Qian Xunji, have given birth to her?

The answer to this question had only gone through half a circle in her mind before she felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her head.

This is in conjunction with what Lin Qingmo just said about the mother's hatred for the father.

The mother killed the father... The mother's hatred towards herself...

If everything is really as I think...

Qian Renxue lowered her head, looking at her trembling hands.

These hands, this body, flow with that man's blood.

Was her birth... a mistake from the very beginning?