Zhang Yang was completely dumbfounded. What was going on?
He had been ready to "argue sophistry" with the Demon Venerable, yet now she was saying they were not mother and son?
"Th-then... what exactly is going on?" Zhang Yang asked in confusion.
He knew perfectly well that there had to be some connection between him and the Demon Venerable.
Otherwise, the Demon Venerable would never have come looking for him.
"I picked you up," the Demon Venerable said directly, without concealing anything. "When I found you, you were about four or five years old!
I was walking down the road when you rushed over the moment you saw me, hugged my leg, and called me Mother.
If I had not been in a good mood back then, I would have kicked you out of existence."
Zhang Yang thought back carefully and found that he really did have such a memory.
So this mother had been one he had insisted on claiming for himself?
Just like Azure Cloud Master—he had stubbornly insisted on recognizing him as his master...
The Demon Venerable glanced at Zhang Yang and said flatly, "Since you did not seem to eat much anyway, I brought you back to Heaven Capital Peak.
But later, I grew tired of you.
A thousand years ago, I had sent a group of people to the Lower Realm, and there had been no word from them ever since. So I simply sent you there as well.
Of course, before sending you down, I could not leave you with your previous memories.
I never expected that after sending you to the Lower Realm, you would actually stir up such a storm."
Zhang Yang finally understood. No wonder he had no memories from before the age of ten—they had all been extracted by the