Chapter 921: Chapter 694: Parental Love, Foundation of All Virtues
The atmosphere inexplicably sank, the surrounding air fell silent for a long ti, occasionally large muscles and veins twitched, then quieted down again, creating a rather peculiar ambiance.
Yun Rong’s arms, which were holding Baili An, slowly slid down his shoulders powerlessly.
She slowly raised her head, the tear stains on her cheeks gradually dried by the wind, her gaze restored to a calm and unfazed stillness like an ancient well.
There was no longer any anger from arguing with Arao, nor the sudden smile amidst tears when favored, her deanor was calm and composed.
i Yue’s calm expression was unmistakably that of a Sword Immortal.
However, with her head lowered, her gaze was numb and hollow, bearing an air of utter hopelessness. Her tone was quiet, speaking each word deliberately, more serious than ever: “I am not your mother.”
The refusal inherent in her words left no room for rebuttal.
Though every word she spoke was truthful, to Baili An, who had internally conjured an entire drama along the way, Yun Rong’s unrelenting words to delineate boundaries stabbed directly at his heart.
Baili An swallowed countless daggers without changing his expression, his Adam’s apple rolling, he pressed his lips tightly, his eyes reflecting a watery sheen, lowering his head in sorrow.
Seeing him still clinging tightly to her waist, unwilling to let go, Yun Rong’s heart no longer held any of the warmth and affection from before.
Her heart felt cold, as if brushed by a chilling breeze, her entire body exuding a numb emotion akin to withered wood.
She twisted her waist, attempting to break free from Baili An’s arms.
Baili An was soone adept at hiding emotions with a strong character, mature in mind unlike a typical teenager. From the mont he learned that he was an ‘illegitimate child’ from Yun Rong’s mouth, he understood the sensitivity of his identity. Though harboring doubts, he was sensible enough not to tear through that ‘window paper,’ so as not to cause her unnecessary trouble and pressure.
However, when he blurted out the word ‘mother,’ it seed to suddenly break through the power of restraint he had been holding.
An overwhelming wave of desolation spread uncontrollably. Yun Rong’s gentle effort to extricate herself unknowingly triggered sothing, causing his emotions to surge like a dam finally bursting.
His eyes, shimring with moisture, suddenly turned red. He looked up, his eyelashes trembling, as if deeply wronged, speaking through sobs: “Mother, do you really not want anymore?”
Seeing Yun Rong’s increasingly pale complexion, Arao nearly burst into laughter, but she covered her belly, not daring to laugh too openly, fearing Baili An would suspect sothing.
However, Demon Lord Arao would never pass up any chance to make Yun Rong feel stifled, imdiately putting on a look of deep concern.
Her tone, filled with tales: “Honored Fourth Sword, the world says parental love is the foundation of all virtues, who else should care for the flesh of one’s own body? Can you bear to let him be alone in his youth, his heart in sorrow?”
Speaking, an uncontrollable curve already appeared at the corner of her lips: “I am one who loves even a house and its crow, today’s opportunity is rare, why not accept his three bows and establish a mother-son bond, to share familial joy in the future? I shall join Si Chen in reverence under your knees, not ntioning past grievances. What do you think of this?”
Arao’s heart was filled with dark sches, her language aligning with Baili An to address her as ‘you.’
Once upon a ti, when she was a little disciple of the Xijian Sect, she was always repulsed by lowering herself in front of Yun Rong, deaning her own status.
Now she was adeptly maneuvring, addressing her with a respectful ‘you,’ willingly lowering herself, treating her with both reverence and affection.
Yun Rong was practically ready to kill her, nearly angered to the point of fainting.
The raging fire in her heart instantly surged to her throat, making it hard to maintain calm and composure. Her hands gripped Baili An’s shoulders tightly, gnashing her teeth: “I will say it again, I am not your mother, you are not my son!”
Repeating twice earnestly, truly wounded Baili An’s heart.
In any other matter, Baili An would never pester, but the word ‘mother’ had always been the softest spot in his heart, a deep longing.
He would never show weakness or grievance before anyone, only to his mother would he display rare stubbornness and extremity.
Tightly holding Yun Rong’s waist, he exhibited a look of fearing abandonnt, raising his head eagerly at Yun Rong, his moist eyes seemingly penetrating one’s heart.
“Please don’t deceive .”
Yun Rong: “…”
Baili An’s eyes flickered, speaking with reason: “My real surna is Baili, nad An. Just now, mother you said you once had a child, also with the surna Baili.”
Yun Rong’s tongue was bitter as if coated with yellow lotus, unable to express the bitterness, she sighed: “There are more than thousands with the surna Baili in this world…”
Seeing her still attempting to evade responsibility, Baili An’s heart grew colder with grief: “But in this world, one who has reached Immortal Saint by the Sword Dao, only Baili Yu of the Xijian Sect. Your heart is set on the Sword Dao, one who could et your eyes, only he could.”
“You indicated that I am an illegitimate child of the Heavenly Seal Sword Master, clearly well aware of my background, but cleverly refrained from ntioning my birth mother, hinting towards the Princess of Qin in between lines.
You said Princess Zhao Wenjun of the Country of Qin was an unparalleled female cultivator of the Sword Dao, fit to pair with the Sword Master, yet if compared in terms of genius of the sword bone, she falls short of you and the Goddess Sword, as the world knows, the gentleman and goddess are inseparable, the One Sword Jun He and the Two Swords Yue Girl were a match made in heaven, a divine couple…”
At this point, Baili An raised his eyebrows, his gaze bright as he looked at the gradually dumbfounded Yun Rong, his expression extrely earnest: “Thus, the one who truly matches Sword Master Yu, can only be you.”
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