After everyone had taken their seats, Shangguan Wanyu began to tell her story.
"My father is the strongest man on the Fantasy Continent. His name is Chen Fan. A hundred years ago, his cultivation had already reached the heavens and pierced the earth, attaining the legendary Saint Illusion Realm."
"And now, a hundred years later, people say he has surpassed the Saint Illusion Realm and long since stood on equal footing with the Heavenly Dao."
"Originally, he and my mother had a very good relationship. But ever since that woman arrived, everything changed. He began neglecting my mother, and along with her, he began neglecting me."
"Later, that woman bore him a son named Chen Changsheng. Having a son in his old age, he doted especially on his only son, Chen Changsheng."
"That baseless indulgence gave Chen Changsheng a character that feared neither heaven nor earth. And Chen Changsheng's talent happened to be exceptional. At merely ten years old, he had already entered the ninth tier of the Mortal Realm. At the time, I was thirteen—older than him—yet my cultivation was only at the third tier of the Mortal Realm."
"He was deeply favored by my father. In ordinary days, Chen Changsheng loved ordering me around, making me do this and that."
"One snowy morning, he suddenly came to say that he wanted ginseng soup and ordered me to personally find ginseng for him. Back then, I was insignificant and had no voice, so I could only obediently go search for ginseng."
"I searched every mountain range. After two hours, I finally found two ginseng roots. Just as I joyfully returned home carrying them, I witnessed a scene I would never forget for the rest of my life."
"My mother—the only person who loved me—was beaten to death alive by