Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1614 - 1607: Regaining Sanity

Chapter 1614: Chapter 1607: Regaining Sanity

"I’m sorry, my husband, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault..." Fei Yu covered her face and sobbed in apology.

She did not feel wronged by the slap from Huayu Ting; on the contrary, her heart hurt far more than the pain on her face.

She struggled to rise from the ground, straightening her back to kneel before Huayu Ting. Huayu Ting, still fuming, delivered another slap to her other cheek.

In his rage, he did not hold back, and with one slap, Fei Yu’s face was bleeding from her mouth and nose. A clear handprint appeared on her fair and plump cheek.

"I’m sorry, my husband, sob sob..." Fei Yu once again struggled to kneel properly, covering her face as she wept.

The two slaps from Huayu Ting made her see stars and her ears buzzed. Yet, she harbored no resentment towards Huayu Ting; instead, she felt she deserved it.

Because as soon as she lowered her head, she would see the horrific death of her son. A surge of indescribable regret instantly filled her heart, enough to overshadow the pain of the slaps.

"My child, my child, how could this have happened..." She bowed her head, trying to touch her son’s corpse, but the sight of his twisted body made her retract her hand in pain.

Huayu Ting stared at her relentlessly, his fury unsubsided. Suddenly, he grabbed Fei Yu’s slender neck, gritting his teeth as he lifted her, just as he had done to his own father.

"I’m sorry...cough...my husband..." Fei Yu, being strangled and lifted, managed to utter those words, which meant Huayu Ting had not intended to kill her; otherwise, she would have had no chance to speak.

Watching Fei Yu struggle briefly and then give in, her face turning red, Huayu Ting suddenly froze, the raging fire in his eyes slowly dying down.

He took a deep breath, somewhat horrified by everything that took place. Then he let go, and as soon as Fei Yu almost hit the ground, he wrapped his arms around her tightly.

"My husband, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I have wronged you, wronged our child... Even if you killed me, I would have no complaints," Fei Yu cried on his chest, filled with remorse.

"Why, why would the child end up in the hands of his father!" Huayu Ting asked in anguished fury.

"The child said, he missed you..."

These words from Fei Yu made Huayu Ting weep like rain. For a moment, he was speechless, his throat sore with regretful tears streaming down, holding Fei Yu even tighter.

Luckily, his vision had not been clouded by anger.

Huayu Ting was relieved at this thought.

He had almost forgotten that Fei Yu was his wedded wife and the mother of their children. Everything he had done was for them.

If he turned his anger on Fei Yu over their child’s death, demanding her life in return, wouldn’t that be putting the cart before the horse?

The one who killed the child was his father, Huayu Tong, and Huayu Ting had already executed him. Now, he had only two things to do.

First, to comfort Fei Yu and the children and prevent further issues. Second, to resolve the Huayu Family’s succession issues and take his father’s position as the new Patriarch.

By then, he could openly be with Fei Yu. And no one would dare to stop him from doing anything.

Huayu Ting had his reasons to be so confident.

Firstly, his Huayu Family was the largest clan in Hua State, with extensive influence across Hua State and deep roots in court. Few people in either the literary or martial circles dared to offend the Huayu Family.

Secondly, Huayu Ting himself was very strong. He was that ’child from another family’ who had excelled since childhood. In his twenties or early thirties, he was about to break through to the Golden Core Realm.

It should be known that the cultivation system in the East Continent was incredibly demanding, and the effort needed to advance from one realm to another is unimaginable.

People of average aptitude might practice their entire lives and only manage to reach the Jiedan Realm in their old age.

Therefore, it is a consensus in Kyushu that a cultivator who attains the Jiedan Realm can be considered a master. They could enter the court as officials, or join the nobility’s mansion guards, their status somewhat akin to that of a successful candidate in imperial examinations during feudal times.

For Huayu Ting to enter the Golden Core Realm before turning forty meant that he had a chance to reach the Nascent Soul Realm within his lifetime.

At that stage, the decaying of the physical body was no longer that important.

Nascent Soul Realm cultivators can breakthrough the boundaries of life and death, achieving a degree of eternal youth.

Above the Golden Core Realm is the Nascent Soul Stage. Upon reaching this realm, one can become a true god in every sense of the word.

However, regrettably, to this day, not a single cultivator from the East Continent has reached the Nascent Soul Stage. For cultivators of the East Continent, the Nascent Soul Stage is but an obscure concept. Many even believe that the Nascent Soul Realm is the ultimate peak of cultivation, insisting that the Nascent Soul Stage is nothing more than a myth.

Of course, just because the people of the East Continent are unaware of the reasons, it does not mean others are equally oblivious. The Advance Team is well aware of why there are no Nascent Soul Stage cultivators.

The Otherworld is essentially a gigantic prison under surveillance, where even those with god-like powers are unable to escape the towering walls and the guards’ watchful eyes.

Those cultivators who attempt to defy fate and alter their destiny are restless prisoners, and as custodians, Tana, who oversees this world, is quietly observing them.

The experiences of our Ancestors warn the custodians that human greed ensures mortals cannot become True Gods, and only programming is trustworthy.

Thus, whether it’s Tana or Xiapei Kam, they are both secretly monitoring the Otherworld, preventing these mortals from engaging in outrageous acts that could lead to a repeat of the tragedy of the Twilight of the Gods.

Huayu Ting tightly embraced Fei Yu; the two of them just held each other quietly, silently shedding tears.

Half an hour passed.

An hour passed...

Finally, Huayu Ting released Fei Yu, her eyes starting to take on a resolute look.

"I’m going to properly bury our child, then return to the mansion to prepare for the aftermath," Huayu Ting said, finally regaining composure after taking a deep breath.

"Then I..." Fei Yu looked up at him.

"Stay here and protect the children, don’t go anywhere. I will arrange for someone to protect you," Huayu Ting instructed.

"Understood..." Fei Yu sniffed.

She lowered her head, saw her son’s corpse again, and the sorrow overwhelmed her; she looked up, choking with sobs: "Let me clean him up, dress him in clean clothes, and send him off properly."

"But you..." Huayu Ting said, worried.

"I am his mother, it’s due to my negligence that this tragedy occurred, I can’t pretend to be unaware of everything..." as Fei Yu spoke, she slowly crouched down, beginning to touch her son’s body.

"He must have been in so much pain, he couldn’t even close his eyes...sob...what was I doing back then, why didn’t I take good care of him..." The more she prepared, and the more she saw the horrifying condition of her son’s body, the more Fei Yu felt saddened and guilt, murmuring to herself.

She bravely endured the heartache, fetched clean water and a towel, washed the blood off her son’s body, and tried to straighten his twisted limbs.

To do such a thing, for a mother, is doubtlessly most cruel. Nevertheless, Fei Yu did not shy away from it all, but persevered through the grief, in hopes of earning her child’s forgiveness.

After all this, Huayu Ting picked up Huayu Yun, now dressed in clean clothes, and slowly left the house, stepping outside.

He and Fei Yu exchanged a glance, both looking haggard after the terrible calamity, appearing to have aged several years. Both Huayu Ting and Fei Yu had red-rimmed eyes, full of bloodshot.

In the end, Huayu Ting disappeared outside the door, holding his child. As she saw her husband leave, Fei Yu felt as though her backbone had been removed, her body going limp and collapsing to the ground without strength.

By the time Huayu Ting returned to Bicheng Mansion, it was already noon. The entire Bicheng Mansion was in chaos, abuzz with noise.

Huayu Ting entered through the main gate with an exhausted expression; the guards and servants all looked at him with surprise, secretly whispering about something.

He made his way to the main hall of the mansion; there were even more people here, not only his siblings but also the elders of the Huayu Family had gathered, sitting together in a noisy uproar.

"The Second Young Master has returned!"

Suddenly, a cry of surprise came from the crowd, and in an instant, everyone’s gaze turned towards the haggard figure of Huayu Ting.

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