Return Of The Monarch Chapter 56: Rewind

Using her unseen sword intent, a dangerous aura filled the entire arena. For the white-robed teenager, the feeling was suffocating, and he felt like he was about to be cut by a sharp sword any second now.

Retrieving her sword intent, Feng Chunhua watched the white-robed teenager fall to the ground in a pool of sweat. In the blink of an eye, the battle was over.

"You…" With unwillingness, the teenager stared at the stunning woman in a white dress. There was another reason that he needed to win no matter what. As the top ranker, one would have more privileges, and it would also become possible to reunite with his mother and father.

Even now, he was unsure of their safety. Clenching his teeth, the teenager tried to pick himself up, but he weakly collapsed back down.

There was a bright projection that shot up from the middle of the arena. In the night, there was a clear verdict that everyone could see—Feng Chunhua has won the challenge, ranking unchanged.

The bright light enveloping the arena was fading. Looking at the white-robed teenager who was staring at her with hate, Feng Chunhua sighed, "You're talented. As an able youngster, you'll rise above these challenges."

"Hmph." Turning away, the white-robed teenager did not respond. In his mind, he thought with sadness, "I'll never be able to rise above you, however. Talent is too important in this world."

With her parting words, the two vanished from the arena. Appearing in her prior location, Feng Chunhua smiled at her battalion.

While showering her with praises, the nine cultivators crowded around her. Feng Chunhua laughed, "Stop gossiping about me. Your battles will be up soon as well."

"Chunhua, keeping such a great secret from us…" Examining her stunning figure, Mung Fan chuckled with eyes full of desire. With a joking voice, he added, "You're not treating us as your friends!"

"Yeah, Big Sister Chunhua. Since when were you able to use sword intent!" Hugging her leader's arm, Chu Mingmi pouted.

"Heh." Feng Chunhua was about to answer her question, but there was a sudden loud rumbling sound in the sky. In an instant, the shape of a golden portal was beginning to take form.

When the cultivators saw this, the thousands of men and women alike chanted in unison, "Master Tian!"

The worshipping voices which seemed to reach the stars cried out. This was their famous master who was celebrated throughout the myriad worlds. In the Suxia World, there was not a single soul who did not know of the celestial Master Tian.

As a legend, Tian Changming's name was unparalleled. Conquering the six continents with ease, no sect was able to stop his swift advancement from start to finish!

There was a well-known myth that whenever Tian Changming dreamed, an entire new world would be born in the universe. With a single word, he could charm the hearts of everyone.

When Tian Changming was born, legends stated that the entire world was basked in a glorious light. For weeks on end, every single living being bowed in honor of the celestial child.

Being an ancient being, it was believed that Tian Changming has lived since time immemorial. There were countless exaggerated legends, and everyone believed in them. In the end, no one could validate whether it was the truth; those who did know of his true origin were dead long ago.

In the Suxia World, the white-robed Zhao Jing was his sole companion who had witnessed the collapsing of kingdoms and empires together with him.

Over the millenniums, his aged mind had started becoming filled with loneliness. Fortunately, Tian Changming had his loyal, helpful servant with him. Without Zhao Jing, he would have withdrawn from the mundane world to focus on ascending to the true realm of eternity with all his heart.

The road of cultivation was one of solitude. To reach the peak, one had to watch their family and friends wither away before their eyes. Walking this route, it was difficult to not lose their minds during the pa.s.sing years and heart trials.

Living under the rule of Tian Changming, no one had ever seen this celestial tired, and everyone worshipped him as a supreme being. Seeing the golden-robed man, his grand aura was unchanged and everlasting.

Never asleep, Tian Changming controlled the evils of the Suxia World to make everything akin to a paradise. In this utopia, he was watching at all times. With all the sects under his control, he could monitor the world with ease, and he affected the minds of innumerable lives.

"Son… daughter." Feng Chunhua's raced, and she was forgetting to breathe. With a wide-open mouth, she continued to stare at the portal without blinking.

"Chunhua, it's Master Tian!" Batting her long eyelashes, Chu Mingmi screamed out with countless hearts popping out of her beautiful upturned eyes.

"Master Tian!" Dropping to his knees, Mung Fan, the handsome middle-aged man, began kowtowing. In his heart, this Master Tian had a status above even his mother and father.

Not daring to move her eyes from the portal for a single moment, Feng Chunhua ignored the excited calls around her. The excruciating screams of adoration could almost pierce the heavens.

Emerging from the portal, Tian Changming stepped through with two fine-looking figures. In the eyes of the worshippers, the two who followed their master were nothing special.

What right did these two have to walk side by side with Master Tian?

The formations of the stadium lifted their figures to float in the air. Having masked himself with the essence of a feeble mortal, Feng Hui's appearance was normal: one would forget him soon enough.

If Tian Changming was thorough enough, he would have noticed this minor flaw. However, he had no reason to examine the two with such intent: the two were 'innocent' children of his top talent.

Looking down, Feng Hui's pitch-black eyes scanned over the countless cultivators watching him from the ma.s.sive stadium. Soon, he was able to spot a familiar figure that he would never be able to forget.

Despite her immense changes, Feng Hui knew with a single glance that this was his mother. In his mind, the memories of his childhood were still vivid. This stunning young woman with flowing black hair…

It was like time had rewind. Feng Hui's eyes watered. In this life of his, his mother was the most important person in his entire world, alongside his little sister.

Feeling a lump stuck in his throat, Feng Hui rubbed his eyes. To his side, his little sister cried out with overflowing tears, "It's mother…"

Remembering his years as a toddler, Feng Hui had stood alone with his crying mother while watching his selfish father leave them behind. In the chilling wind, the two were left without even a roof over their heads.

Crying out, Feng Hui had shouted in sorrow, "Father… don't go, don't go."

At that time, his mother was pregnant with his little sister. Despite her tearful face, she had whispered an unforgettable promise to him, "In the future, our family will be happier than ever. We'll bounce back from this setback."

"You'll grow up to become someone amazing, son. When that time comes… You'll be able to look back without feeling sad about your father." With a tender voice, Feng Chunhua had managed to choke out her last words.

Making eye contact with her children, Feng Chunhua couldn't hold back her glistening tears. With a single look, there seemed to be a lifetime of grievances exchanged between them. The outward appearance of her children had changed so much, and her heart was in chaos. Watching her children descend with Master Tian, she sprinted with desperation toward their landing.

Feng Hui's vision was blurred from his tears. Watching his mother run toward them, his heart burst as he let out his repressed grievances, "Mom… don't leave us ever again."

Hearing this, Chunhua's heart felt like it was being stabbed with a million needles. Shaking her head without stopping, "Mom won't…"

Amidst this sentence, his little sister left his arm as she jumped into his mother's tight embrace. With a dry mouth, Feng Hui had countless words stuck in his throat.

In silence, Feng Hui watched his tearful mother kiss his bustling sister all over her little face.

While stroking her cherished daughter's long black hair, Chunhua kissed her baby's hair and face without the slightest thought of stopping. As if afraid everything was a dream, she cried, "I'm sorry for being such a useless mother."

Shaking his head, Tian Changming was about to depart back to his cultivation cave. However, there was an invisible force stopping him. To the side, he looked at the eighteen-year-old teenager in shock.

Despite his urge for everything to return back to normal, Feng Hui could not stop after reuniting with his mother. In their homeworld, there were pressing matters that threatened the entire extinction of their race.

In a flash, the skies thundered as if bearing witness to the birth of a supreme being.

Releasing his concealed soul and aura, Feng Hui's mortal appearance was shed. In its place, a peerless man with flowing waist-length hair looked down on the world; his bottomless eyes seemed to contain the entire universe.

Feng Hui's overflowing emotions were influencing the world. As a top cultivator whose understanding of the laws had reached near perfection, his thoughts alone could stir the surrounding nature.

Within the layers of night clouds, thunder and lightning flashed. The singing of the beast birds reached an unbelievable level. In this Suxia World, there was no one who would be able to stop him.