Extraordinary Soldier King in the City
Chapter 427: Pitiful Background (Eighth Update)

Chapter 427: Chapter 427: Pitiful Background (Eighth Update)

Before that moment, the appearance of the resentful infant was terrifying, chilling one’s spine and causing discomfort all over the body.

But now, the resentful infant looked no different from a real child, with chubby cheeks and a pair of clear, bright black eyes, akin to two black gems, making it unexpectedly adorable.

Before being purified by the golden light, the resentful infant was a demon.

Now, it was like a little angel!

Chen Feng gazed at this miraculous scene, momentarily stunned.

"I haven’t died?"

The resentful infant surveyed its surroundings, a look of confusion on its face.

Although the golden light had cleansed its demon nature, its memory remained.

It felt it should have died by now, yet to its surprise, it was still alive, and all its injuries seemed to have healed, as if it had been reborn.

Most crucially, it had been harboring deep resentment.

It had held grudges against the world, the people in it, and against Chen Feng who had killed the ghostly crone.

Yet now, all those grievances had vanished into thin air.

Looking at Chen Feng before it, the resentful infant had no thoughts of vengeance for the crone; rather, it felt a sudden urge to submit to Chen Feng.

This left the resentful infant utterly baffled, thinking to itself, "What on earth is going on?"

"Hahaha!"

Just then, a hearty laughter echoed throughout the graveyard.

Following that, a white light flashed across Chen Feng’s chest, and an old man in a white robe with a white beard appeared in front of Chen Feng and the resentful infant.

However, the old man was not corporeal; he floated mid-air like a soul.

"Who are you?"

The resentful infant eyed the old man doubtfully and inquired.

"Who I am is not important, what matters is what I intend to do!"

The old man stroked his white beard and spoke with an air of mystery.

"So, what do you want to do?"

The resentful infant asked, puzzled.

"To enlighten you!"

The old man said with a smile.

"Enlighten me?" The resentful infant grew even more perplexed.

"That’s right!"

The old man nodded and then looked at the resentful infant with a smile, "Resentful infant, the ghostly crone whom you have always considered your benefactor is actually your greatest enemy—did you know that?"

"Why? She raised me, didn’t she? For forty years, she has been by my side, taking care of me; shouldn’t I be grateful to her?"

The resentful infant was utterly confused.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, the old man shook his head, laughing heartily, and then looked at the resentful infant, speaking softly,

"My child, you’re too naive! Forty years ago, if she hadn’t stolen you from your parents and buried you alive in this graveyard to use Evil Magic on you, how could you have turned into your current, neither human nor ghost-like state?"

"She is indeed your greatest enemy!"

"She ruined your life, turning you from a once very happy child into a creature neither ghost nor demon!

"And all of this, just for her own greed. Her guarding you for forty years was nothing but for herself. Do you still think she is your benefactor?"

After hearing the old Taoist’s words, the vengeful infant stood rooted to the spot, its large eyes gradually moistening.

Because at this moment, its mind began to recall memories of its childhood.

These memories had previously been sealed by the witch using the "Secret Technique." Now that the witch was dead and the "Secret Technique" had failed, after being reminded by the old Taoist, the sealed memories surged forth.

At that time, the vengeful infant was not even three years old.

Perhaps because it was inherently intelligent, it had begun to remember things at a very young age.

In its memories, the vengeful infant was born into a family that was not wealthy—merely with ordinary living conditions.

But its parents loved each other deeply and adored the vengeful infant immensely. Since it was still young, they had given it a pet name, Little Pillow.

Little Pillow’s family of three lived a very happy and content life.

However, one day, the sudden appearance of the witch shattered this happiness.

The witch needed a child born on an Yin year, Yin month, Yin day, and Yin hour to refine a vengeful infant and, having searched everywhere, finally set her sights on Little Pillow.

Because Little Pillow met all the requirements needed to refine a vengeful infant—born on an Yin year, Yin month, Yin day, and Yin hour, and was not yet three years old.

So, the witch immediately targeted Little Pillow and had been tracking him for more than a day or two.

That day, while Little Pillow’s mother was cooking in the kitchen, Little Pillow, feeling mischievous, ran outside to play.

Little Pillow’s family lived on the ground floor, and seeing that Little Pillow was just by the door and several neighbors from the same floor were chatting and playing chess outside, his mother asked these neighbors to watch him for a moment.

The neighbors couldn’t refuse, so they agreed.

However, since it was not their own child, the neighbors were not very concerned. As they chatted, they forgot about the need to watch Little Pillow.

This provided an opportunity for the witch.

Taking advantage of the adults’ lack of attention, she approached with a mesmerizing incense, sprinkled it on Little Pillow’s face, and then, holding the dazed Little Pillow, she ran off.

Forty years ago, the witch was only thirty years old, in the prime of her youth and strength.

By the time Little Pillow’s mother realized he was missing, the witch had already carried him far away.

From then on, Little Pillow’s fate was completely altered...

Remembering these events, tears streamed down the vengeful infant’s face. It now knew that it once had a name and parents.

Before this, those memories had been sealed off, and he had no way of knowing them.

"Are my parents still alive?"

The vengeful infant asked the old Taoist with a trembling voice.

Hearing this, the old Taoist furrowed his brows and calculated with his fingers, then sighed deeply:

"Ah, it’s all tragic fate. After you were lost, your mother was heartbroken. Although no one blamed her, she always believed your disappearance was her fault."

"Over time, your mother’s mental state became delusional and unclear. Eventually, while crossing the street, she didn’t react in time and tragically died in a car accident!"

"And your father, after suffering the double blow of losing his wife and child, completely collapsed, living alone and desolate. Twenty years ago, he died in depression."

Hearing the old Taoist’s words, the vengeful infant wept even more sorrowfully.

After shedding its demonic nature, it was no longer demonic. Though it could not be considered human, it now possessed emotions.

And now that it had recovered its memories, recalling every detail of its previous life, the news of both parents being deceased naturally overwhelmed it with immense grief.

"Child, in the vast universe, all is determined by fate. This was your destiny, and you were bound to face this calamity; no one could have helped you. Fortunately, now that the calamity has passed, cherish the present," the old Taoist said, looking at the vengeful infant with a pained expression, trying to console it.