When Ling Tian arrived at Tang Wanying's mother's room, he released his spiritual sense and confirmed her condition by seeing the weak state of the body and its signs.
Ling Tian was sure that Tang Wanying's mother was poisoned. She had been poisoned without anyone noticing it, apart from that, the poison was undetectable, making it seem more like a disease of old age.
He turned to see Master Hon who was checking on the woman's condition, while also looking at his medicinal plants and elixirs.
He heard Tang Zhi speak weakly of her wishes and regrets to Tang Wanying, speaking to her with love and affection. A mother's heart for her daughter could be felt in her voice.
Walking silently and listening to their conversation, Ling Tian stood in front of a wall and a small table that was set aside.
Ling Tian looked at the family photos of the Tang family hanging on the wall.
Obviously, the photos on the walls were of Tang Wanying and Tang Jingtian along with their parents. There were many pictures from when they were babies until they became young.
Ling Tian couldn't help but feel nostalgic as he looked at the family photos.
Despite being a hegemon in the immortal world and being above myriads, the path of cultivation is a long and lonely one, even more so if there is no one to lean on...
Ling Tian was depressed when he remembered his past.
Before he entered the path of cultivation, he was just a normal child on another plane. He had a family like any other normal child.
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"My Tian'er don't eat too much you can get sick... mum doesn't want you to feel bad."
"But Mum, I'm so hungry..."
"Well, well, my precious Tian'er, but only eat half of what you have for now so you don't get sick..."
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"Father! When will you teach me to play like you?"
"Hehe, little Tian, you're still too little to play this..."
"But I want to play with you and everyone else!"
"Okay! But we can only play the two of us to keep you from getting hurt! If anything happens to you, I'm sure your mother will hit me a lot..."
"Ummm! Thank you father!"
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"Tian'er, do you already have a girl you like...?"
"Mmm, no. Hehe, how could I like anyone? Why do you ask, sister?"
"Because I want to make sure my Tian'er doesn't suffer because of any bad women!"
"But I really don't like anyone, except you! ...sister, and you have someone you like?"
"Hehe, sure! It's you I like! Mmm maybe we can get married when we grow up!"
"Are you serious, sister? But... How badly you're my big sister and siblings can't get married..."
"Hehehe, of course we can! You may be surprised in the future..."
"Muooo again without telling me!"
"I just like to see your pretty face when you pout, my lovely Tian'er..."
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"I love you so much, Mum!"
"But I love you much more, my little one!"
"Hehe"
"All right! Now I'll help you bathe. A good boy always has to be clean."
"Um!"
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" Mum... why don't I have pictures of when I was a baby and older?"
"Mmm"? Ehh, it's because we had an accident at home and many things were lost, including your photos..."
"Really?"
"My beloved Tian'er, you don't have to feel sad. You are my treasure, my light, my beautiful boy. Come, let mommy give you a hug..."
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"Happy Birthday Tian'er!"
"He's already turning 12. So fast time goes by..."
"Tian'er, come to your grandmother for a hug!"
"How handsome my nephew is becoming!"
"He's even very smart!"
"It was to be expected from a child of great genius blessed by the heavens."
"He will surely become a dragon among men one day!"
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" Great Master..." He vaguely heard Tang Wanying's voice, calling out to him.
Ling Tian didn't listen. His sadness still hung heavy over him.
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He took a picture that was on the little table beside him.
There, he could clearly see the Tang family from some years ago.
There was Tang Wanying and Tang Jingtian, they looked about 10-12 years old. They were together with their two parents. It seemed that their mother had not yet fallen into bed.
Ling Tian felt in his heart the memories of his family when he held the photo in his hands. A tear rolled down his cheek while a nostalgic and depressing feeling continued to manifest in his heart, not realizing that he was unconsciously influencing the feelings of the people around him...
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"Save the children!"
"At least we shouldn't let that old man kill the children!"
"He must be stopped!"
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" Sister! What's wrong?"
"My Tian'er, you have to run quickly to Mom and Dad!"
"Sister your stomach and your chest!"
"Hehe, my Tian'er - Cough - You have to live, your big sister will be watching you from the heavens! Cogh!"
"But-"
"Run!"
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"Mom, what's going on?!"
"Father!"
"Tian'er! You have to run fast!"
"Why is everyone telling me that?! What about my sister?!"
"Come on, son! We've got to get out of here!"
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"Wife, I'll stay and buy you time. You have to run away as much as you can!"
"But husband..."
"Quickly! Take Tian'er! We've already lost our daughter... I don't want to lose you too! ...Shit! It's already caught up with us! Brother! We have to fight so that our family can be saved!"
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"My Tian'er... Corgh!"
"Mum!"
"Son, take this quickly."
"What is this thing, Father?"
"Tian'er, we found you when you were barely eight years old, more or less. This was the only thing you had with you..."
"What do you say, Mum? I-I'm not your s-son?"
"Son, we didn't want to keep it from you. We had planned to tell you about this when you were older... but I didn't think this tragedy would happen in our family..."
"My Tian'er! You'll always be my little boy! My one and only treasure! Your sister was my glass jade! Both of you are my suns! Mommy will always be your mommy no matter what!"
"Sniff. Mummy, Daddy, I don't want you to go!"
"Mommy will always watch you from heaven, hoping you'll be very happy!"
"Mom...!!!"
"Run Tian'er!!!!"
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Ling Tian breathed in painfully as he remembered the last scene when he saw his parents die in front of him, along with their last breaths of life when they protected him and always looked at him with love and tenderness, hoping that he would escape without them regretting their sacrifice for him.
His whole family died.
It hurts so much...
Even though thousands of years had passed, he still remembered it clearly.
Ling Tian had totally immersed himself in this melancholy feeling by remembering his parents and his whole family when he saw the Tang family photos.
Swoosh
A warm feeling flowed through his body, renewing his spirit and being.
He shook his head internally, sweeping away his nostalgia and dejection. The wave of heavy emotions that came from him and mixed in the air, infecting the hearts of all people, instantly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.
'It seems that the demon in my heart influenced me without my realizing it, almost losing me in the abyss of my pain...' Ling Tian thought when he smiled bitterly as he lost his self-control and let go of his temper.
Ling Tian raised his hand to wipe away the tear that had rolled down his cheek, wiping away the trail it had left in his path.
Remembering Tang Wanying's call, he answered even without turning around, still in an emotionless but imperceptibly shaky voice.
"She is not ill. She is poisoned..."