Heavenly Rebellion: The Human Race's Rise to Prominence
Chapter 42: Questions

Chapter 42: Questions

The moment Feng returned to the ruler’s territory, he saw it standing near the river, exuding a suffocating presence.

Its cultivation base was at full throttle, and for a moment, he felt as if he were gazing upon the Blackwood Ruler for the first time—a true powerhouse.

And yet, Feng didn’t feel as intimidated as before.

Though his body shivered, he forced himself to remain calm.

He knew the Blackwood Ruler had always treated him as kin.

Even considering his Heaven’s Pact, he couldn’t understand why it had shown him such kindness.

But Feng was someone who knew how to separate gratitude from grudges.

He suspected the Blackwood Ruler was aware he was leaving and might simply be putting on a show. Feng wasn’t sure.

"I pay my respects, Senior. I have learned the basics of everything you’ve taught me—the Ruler’s Physique and the Blackwood Dominance Art.

Though my cultivation base cannot yet sustain full integration, once I reach higher levels, I will be able to remain in that state indefinitely.

This favor you have granted me is something I cannot yet repay. It is equivalent to giving me another life.

I may not be strong enough now, but in time, I will return this kindness, Senior!" Feng said solemnly, bowing his head, his sincerity unmistakable.

The Blackwood Ruler turned around, its massive form resembling an enormous wolf.

Its black fur, streaked with silver, shimmered under the afternoon sun, making it appear even more majestic.

Its large gray eyes were serious at first, but gradually, they softened—like an elder gazing at its offspring.

Slowly, it approached Feng and licked his cheek.

Feng was stunned.

He looked up to see that the Blackwood Ruler was genuinely happy.

A lump formed in his throat, and he looked as if he were about to cry.

Back in Raincloud Village, the villagers had told him that he was abandoned at birth.

Before his awakening ceremony, life had been bearable—people treated him well, he had friends, and although he lacked a family, he worked hard every day to prove his worth to the village that raised him.

But when the ceremony revealed that he couldn’t form a Heaven’s Pact, his world crumbled.

Friends turned away from him, their parents warning them to stay away, fearing they might share his misfortune.

Some called him a scourge, saying he should leave before he infected others with his sickness.

Over time, he changed—becoming quiet, keeping to himself.

Yet, despite the odds, he never stopped working hard on his cultivation, even when it seemed hopeless.

The Heavens had deemed him unfit, as if he were born to be inferior.

But in just a few days, his entire life had changed.

From the moment he touched that altar and heard the voice in his head, to the instant he killed that Blackwood Wolf and first heard the mechanical voice of the System.

When he finally gained his Heaven’s Pact, when he was hunted, his life hanging by a thread—until, at last, he met the Blackwood Ruler.

The one who saved him from his fate, who gave him warmth, shelter, and a path to strength.

Everything that had happened to him, he now understood, had happened for a reason.

He had a purpose in life.

Because of the System and the Blackwood Ruler, he had a goal—he would never be looked down upon again.

He would never be beneath anyone ever again.

One day, he would stand above all others, and his name would be known far and wide.

Yet, deep within his heart, another goal was taking shape.

A question that had haunted him since the day he learned he could not cultivate, the day he realized he could not form a Heaven’s Pact.

Why is it that some can form a Heaven’s Pact while others cannot?

Why are some blessed, while others are cursed to be Broken Souls? Should the Heavens not be impartial? Should the Heavens not treat all equally?

Why is it that some are born superior while others remain trapped in the dirt?

Is that not the essence of cultivation—that everyone has the chance to grow stronger?

That anyone can change their fate? Then why are the Heavens so unfair? Have they always been this way? Or...

"Hey, System, is there someone out there who commands the Heavenly Dao?" Feng asked quietly, waiting for a response.

Silence stretched between them. He wasn’t sure if the System was thinking, if it was hesitating, or if it simply didn’t know how to answer.

"You don’t have to respond if you don’t want to," Feng murmured. "It’s just something on my mind. When I first obtained the System, I heard a voice.

I know it wasn’t you—it sounded far more human than you do. But if it was him who gave me the System, why didn’t he use it himself?

Was it because he chose not to... or because he couldn’t? Because someone forced him to die?"

[Responding to host ---- ]

Before the System could finish, another voice echoed in his mind.

"If you want to uncover the truth, boy, then you’d better grow stronger—quickly."

The voice was ancient, carrying a weight far beyond the mechanical tone of the System.

It pulsed with an overwhelming pressure, one that sent a chill down Feng’s spine.

He recognized it instantly—it was the same voice he had heard when he first touched the altar in the Blackwood Forest.

"Who are you?" Feng asked, his voice laced with shock. He hadn’t expected to hear that voice again.

But no answer came. Silence followed, and just when he thought he might hear more, the System’s mechanical voice returned.

[The System is restricted from answering any questions related to the destiny of the Human Race.]

Feng remained silent. He had never expected an easy answer from the System—this was merely a test.

But that voice... it was unmistakable.

The same voice from before, the one that had given him the System.

he fact that it was still present, still watching, made Feng realize that his question hadn’t been in vain.

"Whatever I guess, I probably shouldn’t think too hard about this, even if I did know the truth, what can a kid at the Qi Condensation stage even do?" Feng laughed as he shook his head

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