Chapter 542: Chapter 542
"No worries, don’t be anxious. If she lost her memory, there’s still a chance for recovery, as long as she’s okay. Plus, don’t forget, I am Zhaozhao’s real dad! I’m about to ascend soon, and I will definitely find a way to make her remember you!"
"She won’t forget you all, she’ll only forget me."
Chu Yan’s weary voice came through.
Song Jian’s furrowed brow instantly relaxed. "Then there’s nothing to worry about, wife.
Just forgetting some brat, at worst we’ll find another son-in-law!"
"What are you talking about!"
Qin Wan, seeing Chu Yan’s distracted appearance, couldn’t help but glare at Song Jian.
Seeing his wife get angry, Song Jian dared not continue talking.
Qin Wan was quite fond of Chu Yan as a son-in-law, which made Song Jian even more irritated, as this guy had caught the attention of the two most important women in his life.
He didn’t receive this kind of treatment!
However, now wasn’t the time to rejoice in another’s misfortune.
His wife would get upset.
"Chu Yan, what exactly happened?"
Qin Wan asked, concerned.
Chu Yan first led them out of the ward. These people were all cultivators, and he briefly mentioned his past life, explained a few things, and they understood the grudges involved.
Qin Wan and Shangguan Qiu felt the events of the past life were a bit bizarre and couldn’t empathize.
After all, they came from the modern society, and it was hard for them to immerse themselves in the conflicts of the Cultivation World.
Song Jian, however, frowned after listening.
"Karmic retribution, it’s too late for regrets now. Those innocent people who died at your hand, they too had loved ones, their grief is no less profound than yours.
Zhaozhao is so righteous and principled, she truly is my daughter!"
Chu Yan hung his head, not knowing what to say, and he didn’t mind Song Jian’s reproaches.
For the things he had done, he deserved everyone’s condemnation.
"I’m trying my best to redeem myself, but it seems no matter what I do, it’s always too late."
"What else can you expect? You hammer a nail into the wall, and even if you pull it out later, won’t it leave a mark? Those marks left behind will never return to their original form.
Even if you have resentment in your heart, as long as you seek revenge, why should you harm the innocent?
If everyone acted like those evil cultivators, venting their anger on the innocent, what would this world become?
The more powerful one is, the more responsible one should be. Otherwise, the world will only become a place where people are inhuman, spirits unspiritual."
Chu Yan lifted his head and looked at Song Jian, his cool and profound Phoenix Eyes revealing a rare perplexity.
After a long time, he murmured, "No one taught me."
Before committing those evil deeds in his past life, no one had taught him what was evil and what was good.
His mother was exceptionally beautiful with a unique constitution but had low cultivation. She was just any cultivator’s plaything in the city, a mere furnace, and he didn’t even know who his father was.
When his mother was drained of all value, left with an old and decrepit body unable to maintain herself, she sold him, her own son, to a cultivator for a high price.
Even after a thousand years, Chu Yan still vividly remembered that day.
His mother had brought him a beautiful chiffon dress, letting him wear it like those girls in the market did, and dressed him up prettily, more beautiful than girls of his age.
Then, ingratiatingly, she had delivered him to that man’s cave.
Chu Yan stood frozen, reminiscing about the past.
That cultivator had just made a mistake in his cultivation that day. He took off a pearl hairpin, typically worn by girls, from his ornately done-up hair, and thrust it fiercely into the man’s eyeball.
Blood instantly sprayed onto his face, tinting his eyes red.
The first time he killed, he fell in love with the sensation of slaughter.
Chu Yan stole the storage bag from that person, cleaned it up, and ran back to his mother’s residence.
The person was dead, the storage bag contained many Spirit Stones and treasures.
He was overjoyed and wanted to tell his mother that they had so many good things and could live a good life from then on.
Even though his mother’s beauty was gone, they would not suffer from hunger and poverty.
Unfortunately, before he could say these things, his mother wanted to send him back.
Because she didn’t know that the Cultivator was already dead, she worried that his escape would implicate her.
Chu Yan refused to go back, so she tricked him to the well and pushed him in with her own hands.
The water in the well that night was very cold, but not as cold as the chill in Chu Yan’s heart.
Therefore, in his past life, the second person he killed was his own birth mother.
At that time, he understood the first principle of life.
Any existence that threatened him should be killed.
Those he disliked could also be killed.
Moreover, by killing these people, he could quickly accumulate wealth.
As for what innocence or weakness, what did that have to do with him?
If they died, it was their own fault for not being able to protect themselves.
After meeting Qin Zhao, Chu Yan finally understood.
People who couldn’t protect themselves also had the right to live in this world.
This world wasn’t only about scheming, using, filth, and slaughter; there were also many beautiful things.
His eyes held only hatred and slaughter, which would only make him drift farther from these beautiful things and lose them completely.
Qin Zhao taught him what evil and good were.
Qin Zhao also taught him how to love someone.
She redeemed him, yet she trapped herself in a pit she couldn’t escape from.
"His parents are dead."
Qin Wan always felt a sense of pity for Chu Yan, whispered to Song Jian.
"If his parents died in this life, didn’t he have parents in the last life? Didn’t they teach you what is good and evil?"
"No, I had no parents."
In two lifetimes, Chu Yan only acknowledged Chu Hanxu as his mother.
The woman from his past life didn’t deserve to be his mother.
"You see, the happiness of a family has a great impact on a child. When Zhaozhao was in adolescence, he also rebelled for a long while, but fortunately, he found the right path."
Qin Wan said thoughtfully, thinking of the past Qin Zhao.
"Don’t blame him anymore. He knows he was wrong and has been trying to atone."
Hearing this, Song Jian didn’t know what more to say, realizing he wasn’t a qualified father either.
"Could you tell me about the things Zhaozhao went through before? I have missed this child’s growth, I have been an incompetent father."
"This is also beyond your control, I will tell you about it later."
Qin Wan thought for a moment, then said to Chu Yan, "Zhaozhao might forget about you, how will you get along then? If there were no children, it would be simple. You could just pursue Zhaozhao again.
But now since there is a child involved, separating is not beneficial for the child’s development."
"The child is still young, I will catch up to Zhaozhao as soon as possible."
Chu Yan racked his brains but could think of no other way, only to win his wife back again.
"What if Zhaozhao starts asking about the child, how will you explain?"