Mystic Realm Calendar, Primordial Era, April fifteenth, morning.
Heavenly Dao Sacred Land.
Pilgrimage City.
Inside a simple little courtyard.
The family of three, Jun Wangyou and his parents, ate their final farewell meal.
After swallowing his last mouthful of rice, Jun Wangyou reluctantly set down his chopsticks.
With his luggage already packed on his back, Jun Wangyou looked wistfully at his parents.
"Father, Mother, I do not know how many years I will be gone. I hope you both take good care of yourselves."
"Once I achieve success in cultivation, I will definitely come back and bring you both to the mountains in grand style."
Jun Wangyou's tone was full of reluctance. Once he left, it would be at least several years before he returned.
He had been an orphan in his previous life. Only after being reborn did he experience a mother's and father's love, as well as the warmth of family.
That was why he especially cherished the time he spent with his family.
However, this melancholy scene of familial farewell—
—was instantly shattered to pieces when Jun Wangyou's father, Jun Wudi, opened his mouth.
Jun Wudi's burly body rose from his seat.
He took a deep breath toward the sky as though he had been freed, then glared at Jun Wangyou with tiger-like eyes and said as if driving him away:
"Stop dawdling and whining like a woman. Hurry up and go. If you leave any later, Heavenly Dao Sacred Land will be closing its gates."
Jun Wudi's appearance was full of the charm of a middle-aged man.
Back in Jun Wangyou's previous life, he would have been an absolute married-woman killer.
Eighteen years had passed, yet it seemed time had not left even the slightest trace on his face.
Because he had memories from birth, Jun Wangyou remembered very clearly that his father had looked exactly like this eighteen years ago.
"Cough, cough." Jun Wangyou choked on his father's words and said speechlessly:
"Dad, Heavenly Dao Sacred Land won't open its gates to recruit disciples for another two hours. If I leave now, I'll get there in half an hour at most."
"Uh, is that so?" Jun Wudi froze for a moment, then snapped in embarrassment:
"You brat, you dare talk back to me now? If I tell you to go, then go. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
As Jun Wudi spoke, he walked over to Jun Wangyou, grabbed him, and dragged him toward the door.
He looked so eager that it was as though he wanted to throw Jun Wangyou directly at Heavenly Dao Sacred Land's gates.
Very soon, Jun Wangyou was dragged outside.
Standing at the entrance, Jun Wangyou's face darkened. He wanted to go back inside, but the doorway was completely blocked by Jun Wudi's burly, bear-like body.
Seeing this, Jun Wangyou once again suspected that he had been adopted.
That was right, this was not the first time he had suspected that he had been adopted.
As for the reason... it was all tears, so he would not mention it.
Feeling somewhat wronged, Jun Wangyou could not help calling out to his own mother, Bing Wanrou:
"Mom, look at Dad."
At this moment, Bing Wanrou also rose from her stool.
She first cast Jun Wudi a resentful glance, then walked to the door.
Looking gently at Jun Wangyou, a kind, maternal smile on her face, she said:
"You'er, once you enter the Sacred Land, cultivate properly. Don't miss your father and me too much. Your father and I will travel the world afterward and see this wonderful land. Unless necessary, do not come looking for us."
As she spoke, she reached toward the gate.
"Mm-hmm!" Jun Wangyou nodded lightly.
He had heard these words so many times that he no longer felt much about them.
Weren't they just going off to live their life as a couple, to spend their honeymoon together?
Hmph, as if he had never done that before.
Jun Wangyou did not take it to heart. He lifted his foot, intending to return to the courtyard and hug his mother for one last farewell.
But the moment his right foot rose, an icy gate slammed toward the tip of his nose.
Bang!
The gate crashed shut.
The gust it stirred up fiercely slapped Jun Wangyou's stunned face!
Staring at the cold gate before him, Jun Wangyou's eyes widened as he froze completely.
"What the hell, Jun Wudi! Bing... Mom! Am I even your biological son?!"
Jun Wangyou could not help roaring from outside the gate.
The bitterness in Jun Wangyou's heart was beyond words. Were there really parents like this in the world?
I'm your biological son!
In the end, Jun Wangyou still left, filled with resentment.
He swore that he never wanted to return to this cold home again.
There was simply no place for him in this family. He suspected that he had been an accident.
A family like this was not worth staying in. ????_????
When you get old, I'll pull out your breathing tubes. Hmph.
Not long after Jun Wangyou left, the courtyard gate opened, and Jun Wudi and Bing Wanrou emerged hand in hand.
Looking at Jun Wangyou's receding back, the couple exchanged a glance.
The same thought appeared in both their minds.
We finally sent that divine beast away. We're finally free.
Bing Wanrou leaned against Jun Wudi's chest and said softly:
"Wudi, raising a son really isn't fun at all."
"Mm-hmm." Jun Wudi nodded in firm agreement.
There was no helping it. This son was too smart, making him no fun at all.
"Now that Wangyou has been settled, it is time for us to return as well.
"We haven't gone back for eighteen years. Those old fellows in the Immortal Realm are starting to get restless."
A cold glint flashed through Bing Wanrou's eyes.
Jun Wudi continued nodding. "Mm-hmm, I'll listen to whatever my wife says."
At that moment, Bing Wanrou moved away from Jun Wudi's chest and looked at him.
"Since we're leaving, we should still leave Wangyou something. After all, he is our only son.
"Although we let him train in this lower realm because we were afraid he would become a wastrel, we cannot simply ignore everything."
"My wife is right. I'll listen to my wife," Jun Wudi said.
Bing Wanrou seemed long accustomed to Jun Wudi's obedience and was not bothered in the slightest.
She then silently took several little trinkets from her storage space.
With a casual wave of Bing Wanrou's hand, the little trinkets turned into streams of light and flew toward every corner of the Mystic Realm.
On this day, the entire Mystic Realm went mad.
Countless Ascension Realm experts searched frantically for those streams of light.
Those unaware might even have thought that Outer Realm Heavenly Demons had invaded.
Elsewhere.
On the road to Heavenly Dao Sacred Land, Jun Wangyou kicked stones in irritation while making his way there unhurriedly.
Heavenly Dao Sacred Land was one of the six great sacred lands of the Eastern Continent, home to countless powerful experts.
It had existed for more than fifty thousand years and was the oldest sacred land in the Eastern Continent.
Today was the day Heavenly Dao Sacred Land opened its gates to accept disciples, an event held once every twenty years.
Thus, the road leading to Heavenly Dao Sacred Land was packed with people.
And Jun Wangyou, with his extraordinary appearance, naturally became the center of everyone's attention.
Jun Wangyou stood eight feet tall, handsome and distinguished, with an exceptional temperament. He had perfectly inherited his parents' excellent genes.
Though he wore only ordinary white robes, they could not conceal his otherworldly air, as though an exiled immortal had descended into the mortal world.
His bright, dazzling eyes resembled a vast river of stars.
They made countless young women afraid to meet his gaze.
They feared that if they looked one moment longer, they would be unable to resist... drooling.
Yet Jun Wangyou had long grown accustomed to all of this.
Looking at the expressions of those around him, Jun Wangyou sighed softly inwardly.
Hah, as expected, this is another vulgar world that judges people by their faces.
In his previous life, Jun Wangyou had also been a fresh-faced young heartthrob.
No matter where he went, countless married women and young girls would secretly watch him.
Thus, whether in life or at work, everything had gone smoothly for Jun Wangyou.
But Jun Wangyou had long grown tired of all that. He only wanted to carve out a future with his own hands and build a career of his own.
Yet helplessly, no matter what achievements he made, there were always people who thought he had earned them by living off a woman.
"I'm only handsome. What did I do wrong?!"
One rainy night on a rooftop, just after Jun Wangyou shouted those words—
—a bolt of lightning struck him, sending him through time.
"Hah!"
Coming back to his senses, Jun Wangyou sighed once more.
And with that sigh, an inexplicable melancholy aura appeared around him, once again making countless young women's hearts flutter.
Just then.
Behind Jun Wangyou, a rough female voice, like sand and stone grinding together, suddenly sounded.
"Hey, handsome, interested in getting acquainted?"
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