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Ouyang Madam did not disappear on purpose. The day before the fire at the Ouyang Family, she had a night filled with nightmares. Overwhelmed by guilt, she followed the instructions from her dreams and went to a temple to stay for three months, to perform rites for the deceased child.
In her haste and due to conflicts with the Ouyang Family, she did not take the time to inform them of her departure. The Ouyang Family, seeing that their lady was not aligned with them, had long ceased to regard her as one of their own, and thus no one paid attention to her whereabouts.
Qiu Zizai briefly recounted the circumstances of Ouyang Madam's disappearance. He then glared at his juniors, stating that he had encountered Ouyang Madam while on his way to find her. If it weren't for his pleading with his grandfather and grandmother, he wouldn't have been able to bring Ouyang Madam back in time.
He looked at Little Master, feeling pity for him. Xiao Xiao Ji had ended up in such a state; the Ouyang Family was worse than pigs or dogs. How could anyone still want to protect him?
Little Master still wanted to kill Ouyang Jun, but Ouyang Madam stopped him once again.
Little Master was furious. "You haven't harmed me or deceived me, which is why I spared your life. Don't take my mercy for granted."
Ouyang Madam smiled at him, her eyes filled with deep reluctance. "I have always known that Can'er is an exceptional child—kind, polite, intelligent beyond measure, and extraordinarily gifted."
Little Master felt embarrassed by her praise. "What! These are merely my death warrants."
"I'm sorry," he recalled, "if I had tried harder to stop myself from cultivating back then?" Little Master reflected on his childhood when everyone adored him except for her.
"You disliked my presence and went to great lengths to prevent me from practicing. You even devised schemes that caused me injuries, forcing me to lie in bed for months."
Everyone said she was the most malicious stepmother in the world; he thought so too at that time. He was always on guard against her and practiced the Cultivation Method more diligently, dreaming of the day he could defeat this wicked woman.
Now that he thought about it, it seemed utterly ridiculous.
"I'm sorry, child; you have suffered." Tears streamed down Ouyang Madam's face as she spoke. "But you—on that day—was when you suffered the most. If I hadn't been tricked into leaving..."
"There are no ifs; that is my fate. From the moment I was born, my destiny was sealed."
The Ouyang Family had long obtained the blood sacrifice technique necessary for cultivating the Immortal Sword and had been waiting for someone of Ouyang bloodline capable of practicing that Cultivation Method.
If there were blame to be assigned, it could only be directed at my unfortunate reincarnation and my foolishness in believing this Beast's lies.
What kind of Cultivation Method would cause someone to break bones every half a month?
The Beast claimed it was meant to temper my bones and muscles.
And I believed it.
But the truth is, the more I strengthen my muscles and bones, the more resilient my celestial sword becomes.
What kind of external cultivation method would cause someone to poison themselves repeatedly?
This Beast said that after a hundred years, the position of the family head would be mine. As the family head, while it is easy to defend against open attacks, it is difficult to guard against hidden ones. Gradually adapting to toxins will forge a body immune to all poisons, allowing me to serve the family even better.
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