Chapter 5 This is the world's fault

  When Nan Huang found out that his own child was really beyond salvation, he sighed, gazing at the distant empty space with a worried and sorrowful look in his eyes. His heart was entangled and speechless to the extreme, and he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought. He wondered why he, who had always been a good kid with correct thoughts and behavior, would raise a daughter who was born to be a rebellious and ungrateful person.

  What is this nonsense about killing everyone who disobeys us?! He's a benevolent emperor, how could he be so bloodthirsty? Besides, he never thought of governing the entire cultivation world, that's simply impossible.

  And what's with the idea of rebuilding the Cultivation Realm after it has degenerated? That requires power. What's with toppling the Imperial Family after it has decayed? Does that so-called toppling include our own Great Qin as well? Kid, what exactly are you dissatisfied with in this world?

  As for the world's great harmony and all that, Nan Huang could only express his inner feelings with a simple "heh heh".

  "Heavenly gift, extreme quality; root bone, extreme quality; divine soul, extreme quality; enlightenment, extreme quality; semi-immortal body." Nan Huang said softly. Root bone and enlightenment are essential qualifications for cultivation. They are divided into four levels: extreme quality, high quality, medium quality, and low quality.

  The best is the extreme, and those who are extremely good in all three aspects are hard to come by in the entire Xianxia for five hundred years. Having four extreme qualities is even more rare, occurring only once in a thousand years. Those with four extreme qualities can also be called semi-immortals. Because of their divine soul's extremity, they can see through others' fate, mysterious and unpredictable.

  At first, Yun Chao measured that Di Wang Jing was a top-quality material with three extreme qualities, shocking the entire cultivation world. Ten years later, on his own daughter's birthday, he surprisingly measured that she had a half-immortal body and four extreme qualities.

  The birth of a Half-Immortal body shook the entire Cultivation Realm, for someone with such high innate talent and prosperous fate, as long as they don't die prematurely, will definitely be one of the most promising candidates to ascend within the next thousand years. Even if they can't ascend, they'll still be one of the giants in the Cultivation Realm.

  Then Qin Hou Gu Wei and Yun Hou Lan Qi immediately settled the engagement, and when Nan Xin Xiu reached the Golden Elixir period, the two families held a wedding. Who knew that just over a year later, one of them had their talent abolished and disappeared, while the other was suddenly discovered to have thoughts that always strayed off course and couldn't be corrected no matter what.

  Nan Huang thought to himself, "Are all prodigies destined for such a tumultuous fate?" Completely unaware that his own child had already entered the late middle school phase, Nan Huang's tone was laced with desperation: "Such great talent..."

  "Don't worry, Father. I won't waste this great gift. I'll work hard to cultivate it and then tidy up the Xiuzhen realm. One day when you can't handle being emperor anymore, I can be a backup plan for you." Tang Xin smiled with her eyes narrowed, looking adorable and innocent.

  Nan Huang silently swallowed a mouthful of blood, and at the same time swallowed the second half of the sentence "strive to cultivate, ascend to immortality as soon as possible". He had already given up any hope of turning his own child's ideology around. Besides, he didn't need any backup plan, this kind of thing was better left for a certain someone who kept making enemies without realizing it.

  As for Tang Xin, apart from that boss who made her so afraid that she wanted to commit suicide, she was fearless of everything else.

  "Xin Er", Nan Huang said with a gloomy face to Nan Xin: "Why did heaven give you such good qualifications but not a good brain, is it my and your mother's fault?"

  "...Nan Xin looked deeply at Nan Huang, those clear peach blossom eyes turned to the distant void, and a faint sadness and helplessness appeared on his tender little face: "This is not your fault or Mother's"

  "It's not my fault either"

  "It's this world's fault!"

  You're not wrong, I'm not wrong! What's wrong is this world!

  How cliché!!

  Looking at his own child's expression of "Fish lips, humans come to worship" and "How do you mortals know the thoughts of God", Nan Huang swallowed another mouthful of old blood, closed his eyes tightly and calmed down the surging emotions, afraid that if he wasn't careful, he would accidentally slap his own bear child flying.

  Tang Xin's eyes were bright and spirited as she gazed at her father, the emperor, looking at his tall back that seemed to hold up a piece of sky. But their thoughts were like a group of unbridled wild horses that had turned a corner on the straight and broad road of light and disappeared without a trace.

  The clear spring water perfectly reflects the scene, a handsome and majestic man with deep eyes gazes into the distance. Beside him stands a 5 or 6 year old child who looks like an elf, quietly standing there, as cherry blossoms flutter down, it seems even the air is filled with warmth, truly a peaceful time.

  Of course, assuming that no one knows the inner monologues of the father and daughter who are not on the same wavelength.

  After a long time, Tang Xin suddenly thought that she had to save herself. The most terrifying thing in the world was the boss protagonist. So, with her thoughts turned around again, Tang Xin's face became serious: "Father Emperor, I want to go wandering!"

  Nan Huang: "......"

  After inquiring carefully, Nan Huang learned that a certain child felt that staying at the palace all day and not learning any immortal techniques was simply infuriating. He put on a stern face: "Don't have wild ideas, tomorrow I'll send you to Wu Ge to cultivate properly. You're so young and don't even have the ability to protect yourself, going out is equivalent to seeking death."

  Tang Xin naturally understood that going to Wu Gao was the most correct choice, but she couldn't choose. Going to Wu Gao would be waiting for the protagonist to come and blast herself 15 years later?! So she decisively refused: "No, I won't learn those useless things, it's a waste of time, I'll take another path!"

  Nan Huang also knew the child's temper was stubborn, so he slowly reasoned with him, but no matter how he advised, the person wouldn't listen. In the end, his patience was exhausted, and he pressed down on the child to scold him, and also conveniently locked him in the Eastern Palace and set up a restriction.

  Knowing the weird thoughts of his own child, Nan Huang occasionally separated a part of his divine consciousness to pay attention to the East Palace, after all, his less than two-year-old son was still inside.

  On this day, the Eastern Palace suddenly transmitted a melancholic song, which was so sorrowful that it moved the listener to tears. Nan Huang's temples throbbed with anger, and after a few moments of restraint, he finally couldn't help but head towards the Eastern Palace.

  Little white cabbage, the land is yellow, three or two years old, no mother, following father, still good, just afraid that father will remarry.

  "After marrying a stepmother, three and a half years have passed. She gave birth to a little brother who is better than me. My brother eats noodles while I drink soup. As I hold up my bowl, tears well up in my eyes. Dear mother, dear mother."

  The east palace gate was blown to smithereens. As one entered, all that could be seen was a five-year-old child holding a toddler of less than two years old in their arms, humming a tune with a worried face, completely ignoring the man who had just walked in.

  "The Little Emperor" The little boy's eyes lit up when he saw the newcomer and called out with a smile.

  "Nan Nan" Tang Xin turned the child's head around, with a serious face saying: "Younger brother, how could you betray me and surrender to the Demon King's bosom?"

  Nan Nan tilted her head, her eyes staring blankly at Tang Xin, seemingly unable to comprehend how her own father had become a great demon king.

  Tang Xin, who seemed to know what her younger brother was thinking, didn't even glance at Nan Huang and said: "Look, the big devil ruined Nan Nan's house. The big devil is so cruel that he locked sister in here and won't let her out." Tang Xin seriously corrupted the child, completely disregarding the feelings of those involved.

  Nan Nan looked at the broken gate of her own palace and cried out: "Daddy is so bad, Su Da Mo Wang, waaah~"

  At the door, Nan Huang's mouth twitched and he hastily stepped forward to coax his own precious son. But who would have thought that just as he took two steps forward, he heard Nan Xin say with a worried expression: "Little brother, don't cry, Father becoming the Great Demon King isn't his fault, it wasn't intentional, nor is it sister's or your fault."

  "It's this world's fault!"

  "This world is too cruel and unreasonable!"

  Nan Nan nodded blankly, following her sister's words as always right, and strongly supported: "Right, it's all the fault of this world."

  And so, another Chuuni patient was born.

  Looking at this scene, Nan Huang: "——" couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his hand and directly pulled Tang Xin out, this absolutely cannot be let go of, otherwise his good son will also be led astray.