Night Without End -
Chapter 114 - 75 Lamenting the Past
Chapter 114: Chapter 75 Lamenting the Past
Daylight faded, a hazy nightfall enveloped Chixia City. Qin Ming sat quietly in his room, watching fragmented images from the past draw closer, constantly reassembling and solidifying.
"Turns out, you are Li Qingxu." Qin Ming recognized the feather-robed youth in the images and learned his name.
The two had known each other before, but they were not exactly old friends, merely nodding acquaintances.
"A direct member of the Li Family with a very special talent, it’s difficult for others to become disciples of outsiders, but he was very well-suited for that path, caught the eye of a renowned old senior within the dark world, and was exceptionally taken in as a closed-door disciple."
Qin Ming frowned; it seemed the old senior from the Outer World was not to be trifled with, even the thousand-year-old family needed to show him respect.
Before him, Li Qingxu’s figure emerged once again, his feather robe ethereal, his aura otherworldly, even the gleaming purple bamboo stick in his hand was exquisite, made from the strange bamboo of the Blessed Land, having once channeled the Outer Heaven Light.
Soon, that figure faded away, and more scenes emerged, all the shattered images reassembled, barraging him with memories.
Apart from some minor details which remained vague, Qin Ming was able to recall the main substance of his past memories, rubbing his temples to alleviate the fatigue.
A multitude of images and scenes, from his childhood to his teenage years, washed over him like waves.
Qin Ming quickly absorbed and digested them, his emotions complex as the various feelings from his past impacted him, like a foggy sea threatening to engulf him.
He practiced the skill from the silk scripture to calm his mind, breaking free from the entrapment of all the scenes, looking down upon his past.
He wanted a new perspective, to scrutinize his former self, to ponder some issues that befuddled his mind.
"I am Cui Chonghe, a direct descendent of the thousand-year-old family." Through past memories, Qin Ming first confirmed his identity.
The various events of the past seemed to turn into slightly yellowed books, which he found in a dusty old room and was now reopening.
Qin Ming turned the first page, as if stepping through the mottled years, returning to more than a decade ago.
"Poor child, you’ve suffered outside. Remember, I am your Seventh Uncle." A young man with thick eyebrows and very bright eyes said while patting his head, a kind smile revealing dazzling white teeth that seemed to glow.
Qin Ming was very familiar with him; this was Cui Hao, one of the people closest to him, with whom he spent a lot of time growing up.
He stared ahead; this was his earliest memory of childhood.
"Did you ever get lost?" Qin Ming whispered. In the scene, he was no more than three or four years old, wearing tattered clothes. He wished he could remember more, but he couldn’t.
A normal person’s memory often only begins from around the age of three or four.
He was taken to bathe, dressed in clean garments, adorned with fine jade; it was as if he became someone else. Despite some unease, the defiant him seemed to not want to show fear, standing straight and silently on his small stature.
The scene swiftly changed; he moved into the Cui Family home, was taught to read, instructed on various rules, which he diligently memorized.
During that time, he secretly cried, not wanting others to see.
"Chong He, remember your name, don’t forget it again. Come, I’ll teach you how to write these characters." An elder took the time to personally teach him how to write.
"Chong He, come here, this is your younger brother Cui Chongxuan, you’ll have to protect him in the future, he is one of your closest kin." Madam Cui appeared.
She looked very young, regal, and beautiful, with a delicate face. Her hair was adorned with a feather that emitted Golden Radiance, used as a hairpin, glowing faintly, clearly not mundane.
The child she held by the hand was quite small, a little over two years old, but very intelligent-looking, with his large bright eyes curiously looking up at him.
"He’s a year and a half younger than you. You must love and care for each other as brothers," Madam Cui said.
"Okay!" The nearly four-year-old Qin Ming nodded.
He settled into the Cui Family lifestyle, thoroughly adapting to life there.
Master Cui was strict and commanded great respect in the household. The young Qin Ming was always silent in his presence.
Perhaps this was why he grew so close to Cui Hao; since this Seventh Uncle did not carry the airs of an elder and sometimes took him to lively streets, rode mutant beasts wildly outside the city, and even invited him onto the Moyun River boats at night.
For this, Seventh Uncle Cui Hao was once scolded by Master Cui.
The dusty book of years turned yet another page; Qin Ming watched the past and saw his eldest brother, Cui Chongxiao, who was a full eight years older—he was still a teenager but already very mature and composed, much like Master Cui.
Only when he saw young Qin Ming did Cui Chongxiao’s eyes sparkle, revealing a rare youthful spirit as he walked over with a smile, looking at him carefully.
It was said that Cui Chongxiao had become a disciple of a hermit, but where exactly was forbidden to be discussed by Master Cui, and not to be spread randomly—only knowing that this big brother could only return once in several years.
From this, one could perceive the cautious nature of Master Cui and Madam Cui, not wishing for too many to know their eldest son Cui Chongxiao had taken a highly formidable person as his mentor.
Qin Ming also overheard them discussing in whispers and learned that his big brother must have become a disciple in an ancient lineage related to divine beings. The teaching was not about revering and contemplating divinity, but had a grand vision to subdue those special "phenomena" and "realms," to be used for oneself, to become divine.
Every spring, when the flowers bloomed, his parents would receive a special letter, which required cross-referencing several ancient books to decrypt, a very cautious affair, seemingly heavily encrypted.
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