Chapter 1907 - 1887:

Chapter 1907: Chapter 1887:

"After all, it’s also the revenge of a murdered mother..." Luo Yanhai couldn’t help but speak up, "The enmity of one’s parents is irreconcilable. Even though he’s just a child, it’s something he must bear... If it weren’t for Lin Jiayou risking his life to bring him back, how would he have survived?"

"Surviving... I think the Eldest Princess surely wanted him to be safe, which is why she named him Nianan, wishing for peace." He Wenyu listened as everyone else spoke and also expressed his opinion, "I actually feel that the grudges of the previous generation shouldn’t be borne by a child. The one who killed his mother was a relative, after all, a very close one at that."

"Southern Li is already in chaos; its downfall is only a matter of time. Establishing a new dynasty in his hands is better than it falling into others’ hands." Among the people of the Huangfu Family they knew and had seen, only a few were well-regarded.

In cultivation, Huangfu Yihui and Huangfu Yanyao counted as two, the Eldest Princess and the Third Princess counted as two, and the rest were just the offspring of the Eldest Princess, unacknowledged by the Southern Li Royal Family. However, his surname is Lin, not Huangfu.

Thus, regardless of what the future holds, both He Wenyu and Luo Qianqian shared the same hope for this child to have a happy childhood.

As for the path he chooses in the future, that will be his own decision.

To live happily under current conditions, knowing nothing, not pursuing fame or fortune, not venturing into the world, not seeking the path to immortality, or to find that the enmity of a murdered mother is irreconcilable.

It would be too cruel to let them choose for him; this kind of decision should be made by himself.

After all, even if the Eldest Princess was his biological mother, he had never seen her, never experienced a day of motherly warmth.

Moreover, if it weren’t for the Eldest Princess insisting on giving birth to him, he wouldn’t have had to go through so many life-threatening situations.

No one asked whether he wanted to be born; so why decide his future without asking him? Did he endure all hardships just to perpetuate this feud?

Shouldn’t he be the result of love, the continuation of life?

Or is he merely some burden?

Did she leave him behind just for that hatred? Wouldn’t it be too unfair for him?

"The chaos in Southern Li surely isn’t confined to Southern Li; there must be other places, it’s just that it hasn’t fully erupted yet, so we don’t know much about it," Qin Nuan thoughtfully remarked.

Though she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, Luo Qianqian had seen it and was clear on the matter. Luo Qianqian wouldn’t lie about such things.

Just like before, Luo Qianqian could have kept the matter of this ’another world’ a secret, but she didn’t, because she cared for everyone who loved her and everyone she loved.

And now, Lin Nianan was her nephew, also included in the scope of those she loved.

So without a second thought, she wouldn’t joke about Lin Nianan’s future.

"Exactly, if it were really as said, that strength has increased and talent no longer matters, that power has become overwhelming—then what value would there be in hard cultivation? Wouldn’t everyone become a cultivator? Effortlessly at that?" Luo Yanran also commented.

"What would happen if this news got out?" Luo Yanhai suddenly had a strange expression. After all, he had experienced this type of ordeal before, even if it hadn’t been a life-or-death crisis, such a situation could still cause quite frightening chaos...

Hearing Luo Yanhai’s words, everyone instinctively thought of a frenzy among the common people.

After all, even in the Cultivation World, the vast majority cannot reach the starting point for cultivation—if such a method truly existed, it would surely trigger confusion among this group. And if this group truly gained power, it would lead to national chaos, making lives unbearable, with wars erupting everywhere.

Ask anyone: who wouldn’t want to be a king commanding respect? Who would willingly become a farmer toiling from sunrise to sunset?

But is this crown something anyone can simply obtain?

"Water can carry a boat, but can also overturn it," He Wenyu couldn’t help but say. "But isn’t this currently happening only within the Royal Family?"

"But with the Royal Family’s fervor, isn’t this group growing? The death of the Eldest Princess might be a sign," Qin Nuan took a sharp breath, feeling that their casual conversation might have uncovered an astonishing conspiracy.

If the people were fervent, wouldn’t cultivators face a crisis?

Even if a cultivator’s training time is long, what if three to five people of similar level appeared? What about ten or eight? What if they appeared in droves? Would they still be able to fight?

The prestige and high status of cultivators must have caused much resentment among people.

Why deny someone’s value just because of their talent? Why not give them even a single chance to cultivate, yet offer opportunities to the minority?

If they had the chance, who says they couldn’t reach that level!

Thinking this, everyone fell into silence in the courtyard, feeling that what was spreading amidst the Royal Family was like some terrible virus, though thankfully, the ’spread’ wasn’t as fast as anticipated. So discovering it in time was also a good thing.

"How about letting Mo deal with them?" Luo Qianqian couldn’t help but suggest.

After all, even with only thirty percent of Mo’s strength back then, he held a very advantageous position and was highly respected due to his identity.

And now that Mo’s strength was unsealed, he should be able to destroy them all, right?

"You’re overthinking it." A particularly ragged-looking young man walked in from the door. Upon closer examination, He Wenyu was surprised to discover that it was the elder, albeit slightly different from when they last saw him while catching fish.

The ’young man’ looked at Luo Qianqian, resting a dirty wooden stick in his hand, and rolled his eyes at He Wenyu: "Pour me a glass of water, the signature kind."

"Oh." He Wenyu quietly got up, after all, no matter what, he was his teacher.

"Where have you been? Covered in this smell..." Luo Qianqian looked at him disdainfully, then frowned and continued to ask, "Why do you say I’m overthinking it?"

"Ungraduated students are under academy control, but after graduation, they’re under the control of the Heavenly Dao. Above all, cultivators can’t attack commoners. Violators will be obliterated." The ’young man’ glanced at Luo Qianqian, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Back then, when you should’ve been attending classes, you didn’t. Now what? You know nothing."

Luo Qianqian awkwardly twitched her lips, observing the puzzled gazes around her, lightly coughed, and quietly said, "This is Shiliu’s teacher, this time’s special virus dissemination guest."

"So young?!" Luo Yanran was directly startled. Though dirty, with a peculiar smell, the face looked incredibly young, didn’t it?

Yet those eyes... When looking at Luo Qianqian, they seemed a lot like a grandfather’s eyes viewing her...

Seen through the vicissitudes of life?