Chapter 975: Chapter 973: The Life of an Emperor Son

An walked gracefully like a human spirit to Mo Lai’s side, smiling at the front: "My name is Chen Xiaoan."

Mo Lai nodded calmly, evidently already aware of Chen Xiaoan’s identity from others, though he couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

In a swift few hundred years, Chen Pingping has already verified the Tao.

And Ni’er, what about her?

Is she well?

"I heard from Senior Brother Li Qi that you are also an Emperor Son?" An asked.

"Yes!"

"Is being an Emperor Son fun?" She asked, wide-eyed and curious...

At least so far, she had not detected anything unusual.

But her words reminded Mo Lai of the past, years earlier, when he too was just a carefree child like An.

He remembered having many companions and family members, but alas, as his father verified the Tao, he grew more distant from his companions.

It was not arrogance, nor intentional estrangement, but rather due to unavoidable circumstances.

Lingyun verified the Tao, and as Lingyun Emperor’s progeny, he began bearing heavy responsibilities and became a target for many pursuers.

He remembered the battles his father waged at the Ancient City.

Killings were endless in the rear, shrouding him completely.

So, Emperor Son?

What is an Emperor Son?

To disrupt his father’s steps, he became a recipient of special care.

To preserve the Spirit Realm’s human clan, he almost became a blood sacrifice by his father; though he survived by sheer luck, both he and his father were gravely wounded.

Lingyun Emperor, weary, held him and said: "Child, though I have verified the Tao, the Divine Clan enemies are too powerful, and there are many unseen foes behind the Human Clan. If I wage war against the Divine Clan, you must hold the Spirit Realm."

He stared in a daze at his father’s retreating figure.

When he saw his father again, it had been so many years— what lay before him was Lingyun Emperor’s bones, Mo Lai was thunderstruck, unable to accept it.

His father was so kind; even knowing who the formidable enemies behind the Human Clan were, he never chose to take action.

Lingyun always believed that they were merely possessed, and once they awoke from it, they’d still be the Human Clan’s strong forces.

Mo Lai gently said: "Father said that for the Human Clan, birthing a strong force is truly difficult, and eliminating them is the clan’s greatest loss."

"But? Didn’t you just say they became enemies?" An was puzzled.

"Yes!"

"Since they are enemies, why not take action?"

"Ultimately, they are Human Clan."

"Your father was too indecisive." An shook her head: "But your father was great, vast of heart, so did they ultimately change their minds?"

"No." Mo Lai answered.

"Ah?"

Lingyun Emperor verified the Tao, became invincible, yet didn’t act against them— such forgiveness and mercy, shouldn’t they feel remorse?

An’s wide eyes.

Mo Lai slowly said: "I killed them."

It’s said that an Emperor Son is an extension of a Great Emperor, the sole inheritance of the emperor’s spirit and will, but Mo Lai lacked Lingyun’s kindness.

After Lingyun Emperor’s fall, he initiated a slaughter.

In that era, half the Spirit Realm’s lifeforms perished.

But facts proved Mo Lai right; after eliminating those traitors, the Spirit Realm entered a state of exhaustion, yet... with the passage of time, it could slowly recover.

Mo Lai said: "A Human Emperor is the Human Clan’s supreme existence, each one is so; they bear burdens, wage war against the Divine Clan, quell human clan turmoil, they are righteous, benevolent, grand in heart, and have great courage."

"Everyone believes an Emperor Son should be the same, inheriting the emperor’s virtues, but the truth isn’t so..."

"The true Emperor Son is like a sharp sword in the darkness, a terrifying beast, do you understand?" he said earnestly.

Very profound.

An furrowed her brows, pondered these words deeply, and finally spoke after a long time: "So, you killed all those people?"

Mo Lai nodded: "Yes!"

"Do you feel remorse?" An asked.

"No."

"Do you feel proud of your actions?"

"No."

"If so, why did you kill them?"

"To protect the Spirit Realm."

"I see..." Hearing this, An seemed both to understand and not understand, as if she caught onto something.

Actually, every Tao verifier before verification, stepped upon countless bones and charged upstream as strong forces, Lingyun was no exception, but after verifying the Tao, many things can’t be done.

Then, for those things that can’t be done, they will be completed by the Emperor Son.

An smiled: "I feel, I won’t become like you."

Mo Lai said nothing.

"If my father successfully verifies the Tao, any Human Clan strong force dares act, he would surely slaughter all nine clans. If my father doesn’t act, my Madam and Sect Master Hongxiu would." An blinked.

"You were born in a great era." Mo Lai whispered: "But it’s also the most terrifying era."

Though the Lingyun era also had dark unrest, yet... those disturbances were far from Heaven Martial and the Spirit Realm, even only touching the Nine Heavens’ edges.

Of course, the small ones don’t count.

But the dark unrest in this era covered the Human Clan’s entire body, Spirit Realm, Heaven Martial, Nine Heavens, Wasteland...

Even though Chen Pingping has Wu Ji Sect behind him, it’s far from enough.

Look at now Divine Clan entering Heaven Martial, they’re different from before, without any actions, merely lying dormant.

But Mo Lai knows well, the storm descends, before heavens and earth are quiet.

Thus he has a feeling, this era’s great war, will be very fierce, might ascend to Wen Dynasty’s era, and may even surpass that era.

Starving corpses everywhere, rivers of blood, no grass or trees, heavens and earth in ruins...

Mo Lai sighed lightly: "You are today’s Emperor Son."

An said nothing, suddenly feeling oppressed; she merely came to inquire about what being an Emperor Son feels like, but this fellow almost made her despondent.

The best era, is also the worst era.

As today’s Emperor Son, her burden is heavy, and she has a long way to go; she will witness one dreadful dark tumult after another.

She may even see Chen Pingping battle the Divine Clan, riddled with wounds, and if no accident occurs, Wu Ji Sect will also wither in this era, becoming a speck of dust in the river of history.

Very tragic.

That’s why the best is also the worst.

Good because she enjoyed much warmth, bad because she will witness this warmth, grow distant, and finally vanish from the world.

And she can only watch, powerless.

Like Wen Yuqing.

Decades of desolation, who can understand?

Perhaps Mo Lai understands somewhat, but ultimately does not reach that height.

She pressed forward tirelessly, still ends in defeat; she is very pitiful, if the former dynasty still existed, billions of beings might weep.

"An Emperor Son’s life is nothing but boundless sorrow." Mo Lai said again, his tone calm, giving no hint of emotion: "I have seen four seasons, but now my four seasons are gone, only gray remains..."