Failed Family Reunion, No Mistakes Made

Chapter 123 Failed Family Reunion, No Mistakes Made

In reality, Huo Yuhao's method of taking revenge on the Dai family was extremely childish and ridiculous.

I won't kill anyone, nor will I retaliate in kind, nor will I suppress or seek revenge. Instead, I'll become excellent, and then make you regret it—a kind of spiritual victory.

(In Tang Jia's works, the protagonists almost never rebel against patriarchal authority. Tang San was neglected by Tang Hao when he was young, but Tang San had no resentment and was full of respect. Huo Yuhao did not enjoy any fatherly love and was bullied and suppressed because of his status. When he grew up, he did not take revenge but instead supported the Dai family.)

The most ironic twist in Huo Yuhao's path of revenge is that he gradually begins to resemble his father, Dai Hao. Dai Hao is a womanizer and a philanderer, often away from home, unaware of the tragic situation Huo Yuhao and his mother are in. Meanwhile, Huo Yuhao wavers between Ju Zi, Wang Dong'er, and Wang Qiu'er.

Later, again without her knowledge, Huo Yuhao's seeds were stolen by Ju Zi, resulting in the birth of a son named Xu Yunhan. Huo Yuhao also failed in his responsibilities as a father, following the same path as Dai Hao.

[When Huo Yuhao himself was an illegitimate child, he demanded that Dai Hao legitimize his mother Huo Yun'er so that he could be recognized as a member of the family, but he ignored Xu Yunhan, who was in a similar situation.]

In a sense, Huo Yuhao's surname "Huo" should indeed be changed to "Dai," as he possesses a very strong genetic predisposition to the Dai family.

You stand side by side with Electrolux, gazing at his thin, frail figure in the mirror.

The more Electrolux looked, the deeper his brow furrowed, a complex mix of emotions swirling in his eyes: pity, disappointment, and a barely perceptible hint of sorrow.

Back then, it was the mental fluctuations of Huo Yuhao's endless despair and hatred as he was on the verge of death that stirred Ilex's remaining divine consciousness, leading him to follow the aura into Huo Yuhao's sea of ​​consciousness.

Afterwards, although Electrolux fell into a deep sleep, due to the special bond of his soul residing there, he could clearly perceive all of Huo Yuhao's past as if he had personally experienced it.

He not only knew the tragedy of Huo Yuhao's mother, Huo Yun'er, being persecuted to death by the Duchess, but also the bullying and hatred he suffered in the Duke's mansion from a young age. This profound understanding of Huo Yuhao's inner pain was the core reason why Electrolux chose Huo Yuhao as his successor.

Electrolux himself was once a prince of a fallen kingdom, burdened by hatred and loneliness, ultimately driven to destruction by revenge. Therefore, his sympathy for Huo Yuhao wasn't simply sympathy; he also wanted to guide him, as someone who had been through similar experiences, to prevent him from repeating the same mistakes.

However, Huo Yuhao's actions in the mirror at this moment were completely incomprehensible to this former Holy Law God of the Necromancer.

Huo Yuhao now looked even more disheveled than he had three years ago. His clothes were tattered and covered in mud, and his thin body shivered slightly in the cold wind, so thin that he looked as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

His spirit rings were genuine ten-year spirit rings. Without any extraordinary luck or support, the hardships a child with extremely poor talent and no one to rely on could endure while wandering alone are unimaginable.

After much searching, Huo Yuhao finally found the residence where Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger was stationed.

The towering gates of the mansion stood imposing and heavy, flanked by upright guards who kept Huo Yuhao at bay.

But Huo Yuhao never gave up, standing guard outside the mansion gate, ignoring the strange looks from others.

In Huo Yuhao's mind, his father, Dai Hao, was unaware of his existence. All the suffering he endured in the Duke's mansion stemmed from the ruthless Duchess and the arrogant Dai Huabin.

Once his father saw him and knew he was his son, everything would be different. He could escape this hellish life and receive the fatherly love and protection he deserved. Having endured the harsh realities of life, Huo Yuhao thought this.

As the sun set, a group of people returned, led by Dai Hao. Huo Yuhao's eyes instantly lit up, and he stumbled forward, wanting to shout, but before he could utter a word, a powerful and domineering soul force suddenly attacked him.

With a muffled "bang!", Huo Yuhao's thin body flew backward, crashing heavily against the cold, hard wall, before falling limply to the corner, raising a cloud of dust.

Dai Hao withdrew his hand, his brows furrowed with impatience and indifference. He didn't even glance back at the fallen boy, and sternly rebuked the guards beside him: "What's going on? Letting a beggar stand guard at the Duke's mansion gate? What kind of work are you doing?!"

Upon hearing this, the guards immediately bowed their heads, begging for forgiveness and not daring to breathe loudly.

A beautiful and graceful maid came out to greet him. Dai Hao casually put his arm around her and didn't pursue the matter further, then walked into the mansion as if no one else was there.

[In the corner, Huo Yuhao curled up, writhing in excruciating pain, blood continuously spilling from his mouth, his vision gradually blurring.]

He lay motionless on the cold ground for a long time, covered in a mixture of dust and blood, looking utterly wretched.

After a long while, a kind-hearted guard, seeing Dai Hao walk away, quietly approached and tentatively checked his breath. Seeing that the boy still had a faint breath, he couldn't help but whisper, "Child, why are you doing this? His Excellency the Duke has always been a womanizer, with countless women outside and numerous illegitimate children, yet for so many years, no one has ever dared to come knocking."

"The Duke will not acknowledge you. The only legitimate sons in the household are the three born to the Duchess and her concubines. The rest are never recognized."

The guard knew perfectly well that the child before him was most likely Duke White Tiger's offspring, but Duke White Tiger had so many illegitimate children that it was nothing new.

Moreover, bloodline talent emphasizes the combination of strengths. The Duchess, born into the Zhu family, possesses exceptional talent, so her sons, Dai Huabin and his brother, naturally have top-tier abilities.

Moreover, the Duchess was jealous and ruthless. To maintain a stable life and avoid estrangement from his exceptionally talented son, Dai Hao never brought women or children from outside the household back to the manor. He only reluctantly accepted one concubine from a reasonably well-off family.

The guards understood these principles perfectly, but Huo Yuhao wouldn't listen to a word they said.

Despite the excruciating pain, his consciousness was already clouded, yet he stubbornly believed that his father wasn't heartless; he simply hadn't heard his cries and didn't know his identity, which was why he was so indifferent to him.

[As long as he perseveres, the father will know he is his son and will accept him.]

Huo Yuhao firmly believed in the unbreakable bond between father and son; once his father learned of his true identity, he would certainly not treat him this way.

Finally, Huo Yuhao found an opportunity to enter the manor by selling himself into slavery.

[When he was taken to work by the steward, he saw Dai Hao and immediately rushed out, shouting, "Father! It's me, Yuhao! I'm your son, Huo Yuhao!"]

[As she spoke, she raised her face and continued, "My mother is Huo Yun'er!"]

[Emotions that had been building up for over a decade erupted at this moment. The cold stares and bullying in the Duke's mansion, the hunger and cold, the despair of his mother Huo Yun'er's resentful death, the bitterness of three years of wandering and displacement—]

Huo Yuhao clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, but the pain did nothing to suppress the surging hatred in his heart.

He hated the Duchess's wickedness, hated Dai Huabin's arrogance, and hated even more the cold-heartedness of his biological father. Yet, deep in his heart, a lingering obsession still struggled; he still hoped, hoped that Dai Hao would recognize him, would show him a trace of guilt, a trace of fatherly love.

Dai Hao abruptly stopped, looking down at the young man before him, and remained silent for a moment.

Huo Yuhao's features were almost identical to Huo Yun'er's. The gentle and obedient girl who had followed him since childhood...

The quiet, reserved woman's delicate and gentle face was now clearly visible through the boy's features. He recognized her, of course; he had recognized her the moment the boy rushed towards him.

This realization, however, brought no remorse; instead, it fueled a raging inferno.

The next second, Dai Hao's face turned ashen, and his soul power erupted, a chilling pressure sweeping across the surroundings. He shouted sharply, his voice icy and piercing: "Where did this madman come from! How dare he spout nonsense in the Duke's mansion!"

His eyes were fierce, filled with disgust and impatience: "Guards! Throw this madman out! Never let him ever set foot near the Duke's mansion again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two guards stepped forward and, ignoring Huo Yuhao's struggles, roughly grabbed his arms.

Huo Yuhao's eyes were filled with disbelief and despair. He stared intently at Dai Hao's cold profile, unable to believe what he was hearing.

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Is this his father? Is this the man his mother loved her whole life?

The guards dragged him without mercy and threw him out of the mansion; the heavy gate slammed shut behind him.

Huo Yuhao fell to the ground in a disheveled state. He lay sprawled on the cold floor, staring blankly at the closed door, his face filled with utter bewilderment and disbelief.

He couldn't understand why he, Dai Hao's biological son, with a face exactly like his mother's, would be treated so cruelly.

Why did his father disown him?

He didn't know that the outcome was predetermined from the very beginning.

Dai Hao never intended to acknowledge him. Huo Yun'er had served him since childhood, gentle and considerate, the most docile presence in his life during his youth.

But when Huo Yun'er proved her innocence, he not only didn't give her any title or recognition, but instead handed her a dagger. The meaning behind this was all too clear.

Ironically, Huo Yun'er actually regarded that dagger as a token of their love, carefully treasuring it throughout her life, and even willingly gave birth to Huo Yuhao.

For over a decade, Dai Hao returned to the Duke's mansion countless times, even indulging in passionate affairs with his concubine, with whom he fathered Dai Luoli, but never once saw Huo Yun'er and her child.

Even so, Huo Yun'er and her son never resented him.

[Even on her deathbed, Huo Yun'er kept telling Huo Yuhao that it wasn't Dai Hao who was heartless, but rather the Duchess's jealousy and tyranny that blinded him and severed their familial bond.]

Huo Yuhao also firmly believed this, blaming everyone else for the mistakes and insisting that his father, Dai Hao, was unaware of the situation.

Only now did he finally understand that it wasn't the Duchess who had deceived him; from beginning to end, the fatherly love he had longed for and desperately sought had never existed.

[In the realm of gods, after witnessing Huo Yuhao's performance, Electrolux left in silence, without mentioning taking Huo Yuhao as his disciple again.]

Human nature is indeed unpredictable, just like Flo back then —

The moment Huo Yuhao took the initiative to seek out Dai Hao, his vengeful spirit had already dissipated; he just wasn't aware of it yet.

Perhaps Huo Yuhao had his reasons for becoming like this, but in any case, he was no longer qualified to be my disciple.

[You no longer pay attention to Huo Yuhao. With his temperament and talent, once he loses his luck, he won't be able to cause any trouble.]

Just then, the god of life found you.

Since the birth of your child, the God of Life has been extremely fond of him, and given his exceptional talent, the God of Life wishes to make him his heir, to which you naturally agree.

The God of Life even bestowed upon your child the second martial soul, the Ancient Tree of Life.

She came to you about your child. She had a conflict with a boy named Tang San, who possesses the aura of the Asura God and seems to be the Asura God's chosen successor.

Most importantly, Tang San seemed to have developed murderous intent towards him and attempted to attack him several times.

The God of Life has always valued harmony and is on good terms with the God of Asura. Naturally, he doesn't want the two to become mortal enemies and wants to resolve the conflict, so he's come to you for advice.

You asked, somewhat strangely, "What did my child do wrong?"

The Goddess of Life shook her head. She had watched the child grow up; he was upright and kind, well-educated by his mother, and had done nothing wrong, nor had he ever intentionally offended Tang San.

Seeing this, you laughed. "If that's the case, then Tang San is wrong. With such a temperament, killing at the drop of a hat, you might as well advise the God of Asura to find a new successor."

Hearing your words, the Goddess of Life's expression grew even uglier. Having spent many years with the God of Asura, she knew his personality well; he would not easily give up on the successor he had chosen.

"But you're not wrong either. That child was perfectly fine and didn't do anything wrong, yet Tang San hates him."

After the God of Life left, Bibi Dong emerged from the shadows behind you, her aura chilling. "I need more divine power."

Bibi Dong's belly was swollen, the fetus inside constantly draining the mother's energy. Bibi Dong also needed to maintain her physical form, requiring your divine power to nourish her daily.

You gaze at the child growing within, your eyes filled with anticipation. "This child has an exceptionally high energy requirement, seemingly inheriting your talents in darkness and devouring. The more it absorbs now, the greater its future potential will be."

[Bibi Dong watched as you leaned in and touched the baby in your womb, a blush rising to her cheeks. "This is a child we've had with great difficulty, so naturally it's extraordinary. Have you thought of a name for the child?"]

You shook your head. "No rush, let's wait until the baby is born."

[The gods have difficulty conceiving, and both children were conceived by you through special methods.]

After examining the child's condition and completing the infusion of divine power, you withdrew your hand from Bibi Dong's belly. "It seems we only need to wait another hundred years for the child to be born."

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