Chapter 2: Anomaly

"Triumphant, you should return home for your father and have a good sleep." Rong Yiyang patted his son's shoulder vigorously and said, "From today onwards, you are not allowed to practice martial arts anymore. Hehe, let us as a family live here and lead a simple life like ordinary people."

It rotated within the hall of military triumph, generating power in this manner, and slowly penetrated out from the center of his forehead.

Rong Kaixuan opened his mouth, eager to tell his father that he had certainly encountered such a strange... living dead, and then was knocked unconscious by him

After a long time, he finally felt a little better

There was unexpectedly another person in front of him

Father, but your wish...

As he fell asleep, Rong Kaixuan stared around in astonishment, and scenes from before his unconsciousness flashed rapidly through his mind

Swallowing hard, Rong Kaixuan did not recklessly roar loudly.

Rong Yiyang breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing his son awake, but immediately put on a stern face and said, "Kaixuan, how did you fall asleep here"

However, at this moment, he had already come to believe his father's inference. This incident had not occurred; rather, it was a hallucination brought on by his mental breakdown due to excessive pressure.

This does not imply that he is audacious, but rather that, for reasons unknown, he feels an inexplicable sense of familiarity towards this peculiar individual

He opened his eyes wide, and suddenly, his gaze was fixed straight ahead, unable to move away any longer

The muscles on Rong Yiyang's face twitched violently a few times. He lowered his head, stared at the ground for a while, and slowly said: "Triumph, are you sure that old man is bleeding?"

Warm moments always seem to pass so quickly

Rong Kaixuan's consciousness gradually coalesced, as if he were slowly surfacing from the depths of a deep pool of books, leaving him momentarily in a daze

If there is nothing below the chest, can one still be called a living person

Although their lineage has fallen into decline, Rong Yiyang is nonetheless one of the direct descendants of the Rong family, holding a supreme position within this estate

He muttered incessantly, even clenching his fists tightly. His nails, due to excessive force, were even deeply embedded into the flesh of his palms. However, he seemed oblivious to all of this, as all his energy was focused on one point

For a housewife whose life revolves around her husband and son, what could be more gratifying than this

Rong Yiyang extended his hand to silence his son's unfinished words, and he sighed, saying: "As a father, I have come to understand that no matter how great a martial arts master or warrior one may be, it is far more important for our family to be together." A hint of a comforting smile appeared on his face as he added, "It is a pity that I only realized this truth now."

He raised his head and scrutinized the strange humanoid creature carefully. After a while, he lifted his head again and tentatively pressed against the body of the other.

What? Rong Kaixuan widened his eyes in surprise, wondering what this matter had to do with his father

"He is an old man, an old man covered in blood." Rong Kaixuan waved his arms and gestured, "This old man is quite strange; he is stained with blood, and it seems he has been slashed by someone, so below his chest... there is nothing left."

He never expected that he could actually control this mass of airflow

Lying on the bed, Rong Kaixuan tossed and turned on the pillow, yet he simply could not fall asleep

However, just at the moment when he was feeling utterly helpless and waiting in the library, his eyelids suddenly twitched a few times

You, what is wrong with you

Rong Kaixuan leaped up, surveying his surroundings with a gaze filled with extreme fear

Rong Yiyang had always been harboring a grudge, but today, after being startled by his son, he truly let go of the resentment in his heart

Rong Kaixuan nodded heavily. Although he could not clearly see the old man's face, the intense, almost tangible smell of blood emanating from him left the deepest impression on him

As soon as he closes his eyes, the terrifying images instantly appear in his mind

However, he had never considered that his thoughtless actions might actually be quite useful

"Triumph, rise up." The familiar voice echoed in his ears, and even his body seemed to be gently pushed by someone.

The sensation of the tentacles is quite pleasant, almost indistinguishable from pressing against one's own skin

Rong Yiyang's outstretched hand hovered in mid-air, and he involuntarily shivered, greatly startled by his son's expression at that moment

This is a being without facial features, yet possessing four limbs. It has skin that is entirely snow-white, as if it has never been exposed to sunlight since the moment of its birth

Rong Kaixuan spoke increasingly hurriedly, but when he reached the last sentence, he unconsciously slowed his pace, and even his tone seemed to carry a hint of uncertainty.

Although Rong Kaixuan has never tasted this flavor and is still quite young, he possesses at least a basic level of common knowledge.

Because he abruptly discovered that there seemed to be an indistinct mass of something in his mind

Thus, Rong Kaixuan also has a room that belongs to him.

"Come out, come out." He closed his eyes and murmured, "It's not fun here, www.hetushu.com. The outside world is wonderful, come out."

Rong Kaixuan has no inclination towards suicide whatsoever, not at all

Father, where is that person? Did you not see him?

This estate is a property of the Rong family, and for the vast Rong family, it is merely a remote and almost insignificant place with little benefit. Many direct descendants, after being unable to cultivate true energy, are often assigned to shops or such estates.

Although Rong Kaixuan's mother was surprised that her husband no longer urged their son to practice the evening lessons, her keen insight revealed that the relationship between the father and son seemed to have grown increasingly close.

This is a method of his subconscious, seemingly attempting to lure out the stream of energy that is hidden in his mind

However, Rong Kaixuan's expression suddenly changed. He looked at his arm in astonishment, his face filled with an expression of disbelief

Moments later, the airflow in the center of his brow suddenly dissipated completely. At that moment, Rong Kaixuan felt a wave of intense weakness, as if with the disappearance of this airflow, his vitality and spirit had also become listless.

It seemed as if there was originally a passage at his forehead, allowing this air mass to flow out along the passage.

Ah... Rong Kaixuan's eyes suddenly widened, emitting a heart-rending and earth-shattering scream of extreme sorrow

Therefore, he feels very safe, extremely safe.

Night fell, and although Rong Kaixuan was reluctant to part, he still took his leave and returned to his room

However, what reassured him was that he did not feel any discomfort even after this air mass penetrated through.

Rong Kaixuan's lips trembled slightly, and he felt an indescribable surge of warmth in his chest, a torrent that was difficult to express. For some reason, seeing his father's appearance at that moment made him feel an overwhelming sadness, even to the point of being on the verge of tears.

However, upon glancing around at the completely bloodless environment and seeing the worried expression on my father's face, I found that I could not bring myself to utter those words.

A person who has lost their body below the chest would die from excruciating pain. Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for him to see such a person

Except for a very small number of individuals who can strive hard and rise again, the vast majority of people lead a life of mediocrity, thus becoming detached from the mainstream of their families, surviving and perishing on their own in this place

However, he quickly realized that doing so served no purpose other than causing a bit of pain in his head

He rubbed his brow with his hand, as if trying to ascertain the existence of this current of air

After blinking twice, an inexplicable sense of worry arose in his heart

If a person's forehead were to have a hole opened in it, could they still survive

Perhaps it was due to the wholehearted call he made, that the energy mass at the center of the Yintang finally began to move

With a stumble, he slowly sat down, quietly adjusting his breathing

Come out, come out, hurry up and come out

"What ... ... person?" Rong Yiyang asked in confusion

Or rather, this cannot be considered a person, but rather a strange creature with a human-like form

On that evening, the family of three sat together, enjoying a harmonious night.

Rong Yiyang smiled as he took his son's hand, and the father and son strode back to the manor.

At the center of his forehead, there seemed to be an inexplicable flow of energy. The presence of this energy made his head feel somewhat swollen.

This is a feeling and a book that cannot be described in words, yet it is so very real

Such a sudden change, even for an adult, would likely be terrifying. Yet, Rong Kaixuan is merely a boy not yet fifteen; if he could accept it nonchalantly, that would indeed be remarkable

He was definitely not asleep; rather, he was easily knocked unconscious by someone.

"Child, you are still young, but as your father, I must insist that you cultivate your true energy, which has placed an immense burden on you." Rong Yiyang said with guilt, "Alas, I never expected that even hallucinations would manifest now."

However, it is truly unfortunate that this is merely a feeling. Until he splits open his head to investigate, he will not discover anything at all. Moreover, he is highly skeptical that even if someone were to actually split open their own head with an axe, they would necessarily find anything peculiar or extraordinary.

Gradually, the air mass in the mind began to flow slightly. Although the extent of this flow was not significant, Rong Kaixuan, who was always concerned about this place, was overjoyed.

This is a pure feeling; he has an extraordinary sense of trust in this guy, as if this guy is himself. They were originally one entity, only separated.

However, he had practiced martial arts since childhood and had been taught countless times by Rong Yiyang the saying that a man should bleed but not shed tears, so he took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed this emotion

Although Rong Kaixuan was eager for this strange air mass to leave his body as soon as possible, the manner in which it penetrated through his forehead to exit nearly scared him out of his wits

Rong Yiyang stammered a few times, then sighed deeply and said: "Triumph, it is all due to my father's shortcomings"

Shaking his head, Rong Kaixuan let out a long sigh. He patted his head, seemingly trying to expel the terrifying scene from his mind in this manner