86: My Godly Father (Seventeen)

A sharp pain struck, nearly causing Quan Yun to pass out.

The agony did not come from his body, but from the depths of his Soul, as if something within his mind was about to awaken.

Quan Yun painfully curled up on the ground, his consciousness fiercely struggling on the brink of fading.

The mysterious Small Pagoda inside his body was violently shaking, desperately trying to suppress the torrent that was about to break through its cage.

But this time, the torrent was too fierce.

The Small Pagoda was struggling to cope.

Countless fragmented images and unfamiliar sounds, like a bursting river, assaulted his vulnerable Sea of Consciousness.

“Ugh ah...”

A painful groan escaped Quan Yun's throat. His features twisted together from the extreme agony, and his body began to twitch uncontrollably.

Seeing his tormented appearance, the look of triumph on the Third Prince Cang Ze's face deepened.

Quan Yun was clearly in no condition to fight now. Cang Ze could take advantage of the situation, easily kick Quan Yun off the arena, and seize the Championship.

But he was not in a hurry to kick Quan Yun off the stage. Instead, he approached with the playful interest of a cat toying with a mouse.

“What’s wrong? Are you in pain?”

Cang Ze looked down at him condescendingly, his voice full of glee.

“Pain? That’s right, be in pain!”

“A brat who crawled out of some unknown corner actually made me lose so much face. But seeing you like this now truly makes me... feel comfortable.”

He lightly nudged Quan Yun’s shoulder with his toe, as if kicking a piece of trash.

“I heard that one of the rewards for the champion of this Cang Yun Grand Competition is a Tier Five Huitian Pill?”

Cang Ze’s voice carried malicious speculation.

“This Medicinal Pill can neither aid Cultivation nor improve Aptitude; it can only be used to save lives.”

“You’re fighting so desperately to win the Championship—is it perhaps just for that Medicinal Pill, hoping to save someone?”

This sentence fiercely pierced Quan Yun’s chaotic mind.

“Huitian Pill, saving someone...”

“Sister Yu...”

“Medicinal Pill...”

Cang Ze had only made a casual guess, but Quan Yun’s reaction now seemed to confirm his suspicion perfectly.

Watching Quan Yun’s expression grow more painful, the joy in Cang Ze’s heart intensified, gradually becoming somewhat twisted.

“Heh heh... Looks like I guessed correctly.”

“However, too bad...” He deliberately drew out his tone, and the smile on his face became even more cruel. “Your wish is going to fall through.”

“I’ll take this champion title. As for this Medicinal Pill...”

He squatted down and leaned close to Quan Yun’s ear, whispering in a voice only they could hear.

“I would rather feed it to a dog than give it to you.”

“Without this Medicinal Pill, the person you want to save probably won’t survive, right?”

“What a pity! You were clearly only one final step away.”

“Just this last step, and you could have saved her!”

Boom!

Quan Yun’s mind completely exploded.

Sister Yu’s sallow, emaciated face, pale hair, and weak breathing... scene after scene flashed before his eyes.

“No...”

He wanted to scream, but no sound escaped him.

“You and the person you want to save should simply submit to fate!”

“Die silently, like trash!”

“Accept your fate, lowlife!”

“Go die!”

“She’ll die... Sister will die...”

The last two words fiercely stimulated Quan Yun’s consciousness again.

The disturbance in his mind had originally begun to calm down under the influence of the Small Pagoda.

But Cang Ze’s words caused his mind to become agitated once more.

Waves of memories, whose origin was unknown, surged continuously in his mind again.

The Small Pagoda continued trying to suppress them, but this time it seemed unable to hold them down.

The Small Pagoda, which had been trying to suppress the memories, let out a wail under the impact of this surge, which contained the anger and unwillingness of endless Reincarnation. Its light instantly dimmed.

The suppression... completely failed!

“If I don’t win the Championship...”

“Sister... will die...”

“I... must... win the Championship!”

The youth’s silent roar echoed in the depths of his Soul.

The next moment, something shattered.

“Ah—!”

A long, agonizing shriek burst from Quan Yun’s mouth.

He suddenly arched his back, his body taut and trembling violently all over.

Seeing Quan Yun’s extremely tormented posture, Cang Ze was startled at first, then burst into even more arrogant laughter.

“Hahahaha! Yes! Just like that! Be in more pain! Be more helpless!”

“I just love seeing lowlifes like you, hating me but unable to do anything about it!”

He mistakenly believed that his words had achieved the best effect and hit Quan Yun’s sore spot.

Therefore, his heart was ecstatic at this moment.

However, the audience below the stage could no longer stand it.

“The Third Prince is too shameless...”

“It’s bad enough that he won using despicable methods, but he still insists on tormenting a child like this!”

“He is simply unworthy to be a prince of our Cang Yun Empire!”

“He is unworthy to be the number one Prodigy of our Cang Yun Empire!”

Lin Huanqing’s pretty face was flushed crimson with anger. She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her flesh.

“Despicable! Vile!”

Senior Brother Wang next to her held her back and whispered, “Junior Sister, don’t be rash. That is the Third Prince... and most likely the future Emperor of Cang Yun...”

On the high judge’s platform, those elders who should have upheld justice were all looking straight ahead, ignoring everything happening below them.

Cang Ze was deaf to the surrounding curses. He continued to provoke Quan Yun with malicious words.

The more the outside world reviled him, the more intensely he provoked Quan Yun!

He wanted to double all the insults onto Quan Yun!

But just then, the violently twitching youth on the ground suddenly stopped.

All movement ceased.

It was as if time had been frozen.

“Hmm?”

The smile on Cang Ze’s face froze; he felt something was wrong.

He watched as Quan Yun’s body slowly, inch by inch, lifted itself from the ground.

The movement was stiff, yet carried a certain indescribable power.

Quan Yun kept his head down; no one could see his expression clearly.

He slowly raised his head.

The smile on Cang Ze’s face froze completely.

What kind of eyes were those?

They lacked the youth’s clarity and innocence, and were devoid of pain and helplessness.

The youthful spirit was gone from his gaze, replaced only by antiquity and vicissitude, containing the sorrow and loneliness of endless ages.

Just being looked at by those eyes made Cang Ze feel a chill run down his spine.

At this moment, countless voices overlapped within Quan Yun’s mind.

Finally, the countless voices converged into a single, low question.

“Who am I?”

“I am Quan Yun.”

Immediately following, several voices rang out in succession.

“I am also Si Yun.”

“And also Chi Yun.”

“And also...”

“And also...”

Yes.

Breaking through the restraints of the Small Pagoda, the memories of several lifetimes of Reincarnation completely awakened at this moment.