The Cannon Fodder in Quick Transmigration Refuses the Usual Path

Chapter 509: The Cannon Fodder Birth Mother of the Child of Destiny 23

"Auntie, Auntie, what was that move you just used called?"

"It was so amazing!"

On the way back, the youth in red robes was still chattering incessantly. Especially when he recalled the scene from earlier:

A single swing of the sword, and the entire world seemed to change color. With just that one strike, she crippled the majority of that group.

So amazing!

Just as amazing as when she exchanged blows with that person from the Xuanming Sect last time!

Ah, actually, he had tried to replicate it himself after returning that day, but it always felt like something was missing!

It was nowhere near as powerful as when the two of them did it.

"What A-Yi is referring to is probably the power of the Heavenly Law," An Ning said with a smile, looking at the bouncing red figure beside her, not at all surprised.

This child had always been sharp, so it wasn't surprising he had sensed something."Heavenly Law?" Xiao Yi pondered thoughtfully.

"Yes!" An Ning nodded:

"It's said that the Sect Leader of the Xuanming Sect possesses boundless magical power, and no one dares to provoke him. But before him, Yi'er, the strength gap between Foundation Establishment cultivators, especially those of similar realms, wasn't that vast."

"Both at the peak of Foundation Establishment, no matter how powerful, no matter how strong their swordsmanship, if one person cannot be matched, what about a siege by two, ten, or even over a hundred people?

This is also the reason those major sects stand so aloof and superior."

Under such realistic conditions, what can even the most talented prodigy do? If they have no backing or power, wouldn't they still have to bow their heads obediently, letting their bones be broken and being driven by various forces?

As for those with hard bones unwilling to lower their heads, oh, that's no problem. There are always some 'accidents' in this world, aren't there?

Isn't 'heaven envying the talented' an all-too-common occurrence?

An Ning's tone was calm as she said:

"This situation persisted for hundreds, even over a thousand years. And the first person in the last century to break this rule, Yi'er, you should know who it is, right?"

"Is it that person from the Xuanming Sect?"

"Correct, it's precisely that Sect Leader of the Xuanming Sect."

"This is also the most fundamental reason why the Xuanming Sect has, to this day, been able to single-handedly suppress and dominate all the major sects..."

An Ning's tone held a rare trace of complexity.

This was also the reason why, back then, after seeing that person take action, she immediately chose to lay low and hide, rather than stepping out to confront him head-on.

After all, who could have imagined that the Heavenly Law, something generally only comprehended by chance at the Nascent Soul stage, could be mastered and utilized by someone at the mere peak of Foundation Establishment?

Even if the power that could be unleashed at this stage was only one or two-tenths, incomparable to a true high-level powerhouse, it was absolutely enough to be considered crushing suppression for everyone else in this era.

As for An Ning herself, she had genuinely reached that tier before, so she couldn't be lumped in with the others.

"So, back then, that Sect Leader didn't use various underhanded methods to plunder your Auntie's secret manuals like these people today. It wasn't because he had a bottom line, because he was a good person.

Rather, compared to these people, he clearly understood that his own strength, and your Auntie's strength, did not lie in cultivation methods or external objects..."

Bottom line...

As her words fell, Xiao Yi beside her couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Right! That thing called a bottom line... his father truly didn't have much of it, especially when it came to killing for treasure.

Wasn't that precisely why Mother insisted on taking him away in the early years?

Although through all these years and experiences, he also knew the outside world wasn't exactly friendly either, and those so-called righteous sects weren't as noble and righteous as they appeared on the surface.

Some of their methods were even more disgusting than those of the so-called Demonic Sects. But Xiao Yi still didn't think his mother's choice back then was wrong.

Auntie was right.

When a person makes a choice in the moment, it's impossible to foresee all the subsequent events.

Not to mention Mother wasn't willing to stay in the first place. With Mother's temperament and her obviously extremely high moral standards, forcing herself to live there would undoubtedly be painful every single moment.

If, in the future, he truly grew up to have a character like that Sect Leader, it would undoubtedly be a bolt from the blue, a devastating shock for Mother.

"One day, I will definitely defeat that person fairly and squarely! To vent Mother's anger fiercely!"

In the morning light, the youth in red robes had bright, determined eyes.

Moreover, he now knew what his sword was truly missing.

Even so, when it was time to sleep that night, through the system, An Ning still saw A-Yi, tightly wrapped in his quilt, secretly shedding tears, his eyes clearly red, yet still clenching his teeth hard to prevent any sobs from escaping.

"What's wrong with A-Yi?"

Seeing this scene, the system couldn't help but ask with concern.

After spending so much time together, the system's address had changed from the previous 'Child of Destiny' to the current 'A-Yi' or 'Yi'er'.

Moreover, A-Yi had always been lively and cheerful these past years. It was rare to see him like this. Connecting it to everything that happened today, the system couldn't help but feel outraged.

"Yi'er couldn't really have been affected by that guy surnamed Yan, could he?!"

Now it was truly angry!

What kind of person blames a child who was nearly killed!

While the system was still chattering and clamoring, An Ning's gaze couldn't help but pause for a moment, followed by a slight sigh:

"Probably... it's that the last sliver of hope he held in his heart for a long time has finally been completely shattered."

"Ah, what does that mean?"

She didn't pay attention to the chattering system.

Her gaze lingered on the youth curled up in the quilt, desperately suppressing his sobs. In her heart, An Ning actually knew that even though he had been calling her 'Auntie' all these years, and even though there were obvious differences in their personalities and abilities...

For A-Yi, perhaps due to intuition or something else, he had always held onto a tiny, faint sliver of expectation in his heart.

That's why he followed her without hesitation back then.

But today... An Ning couldn't help but let out a soft sigh:

"System, a change in personality can be due to suffering a great upheaval. An increase in ability can be due to obtaining some kind of opportunity. But under normal circumstances, a person's fundamental nature is very difficult to change."

It just so happened that the original owner's fundamental nature was exceptionally kind and virtuous.

"Because Yi'er understands in his heart that if it were truly his own mother standing before him today, facing those people who could have been deceived or even coerced, she would absolutely be incapable of slaughtering them all without the slightest hesitation!"

And this was the biggest, and absolutely impossible to conceal, difference between her and the original owner...

As a Child of Destiny who had been exceptionally gifted since childhood, even though A-Yi was only three years old at the time, and his memories might be fuzzy, the traces left by the original owner as a mother had not completely faded...

Inside the spiritual sea, the system couldn't help but sigh.

Perhaps because his emotions had been vented, the next morning, when A-Yi went out again, his expression was no different from usual, still bright and cheerful.

While practicing and brandishing his spirit sword, he didn't forget to chatter non-stop around An Ning.

Pretending not to see the faint traces of guilt and remorse flashing in the other's eyes, An Ning extended her hand as usual and gave the young boy's round head a firm, ruffling rub.

"Hehe!" His freshly styled, handsome hairdo messed up, the youth in red robes before her wasn't annoyed. Instead, he grinned and placed a piece of freshly sliced crab roe pastry into her bowl.

"Oh, right, Auntie, where are we going later?"

Because of that fight earlier, even though they left promptly and lured the people into the forest, the commotion from the battle had more or less alarmed the townsfolk.

Although it didn't have a huge impact on daily life, it was rather tiresome to be met with a wave of fearful, apprehensive looks every time they stepped out. So, seeing his aunt starting to pack things, Xiao Yi hurriedly asked.

The reply he received was in an exceptionally ordinary tone:

"Of course, to go cause trouble at someone's door, just as certain people wished!" Casually tossing a protective magical artifact to him, the corners of An Ning's lips couldn't help but curve up slightly:

"After all, since your Auntie is already a murderous maniac, utterly wicked and evil, how can she not seek revenge for every grievance..."

Tsk, since I'm already a great demoness, wouldn't it be a huge loss not to go on a proper killing spree!

Xiao Yi: "..."

What to do, that makes so much sense!