Chapter 15: Chapter 14 The Sacrifice is Mom

The first youth to awaken and undergo the Wind Wolf Transformation was called Daqiang. The one who shared a room with Tang San was called Xiaomutou. And the one sharing a room with Daqiang was called Maotou.Wang Yanfeng gave each of them a simple name, much like Tang San's. They were called Wang Da, Wang Er, and Wang San respectively. He also told them that they could change their names once they truly became vassals. Only those who truly became vassals could have their own names and wear the vassal's emblem. This would prevent them from being treated and randomly killed like slaves.

After dinner, Wang Yanfeng told them to go back to their rooms to rest. He would start teaching them tomorrow.

Back in the room, the shock from the day, the warmth of this place, and the rapid changes made Wang Er fall asleep quickly.

Seeing that he had fallen asleep, Tang San quietly got out of bed. It was already dark outside. He tiptoed through the hall to the door of a room on the other side of the first floor and gently knocked on the door. Ling Muxue was staying in that room, which was across the hall from their two rooms.

The door opened, revealing the face of Ling Muxue from inside.

Seeing Tang San, Ling Muxue's swollen eyes moistened once again.

Tang San slipped into the room and quickly shut the door behind him.

"What's wrong?" Tang San asked in a low voice. He was very concerned about this girl who had given him the first sense of warmth in this world that seemed apocalyptic to humans. This warmth was indeed precious.

At his query, Ling Muxue nearly instantly burst into tears with a loud "wah."

"Mommy, Mommy..."

Tang San was startled and steadied her teetering body, suddenly having an ominous premonition. It was as if he had been choked, and he found it difficult to breathe.

"What, what happened to your mom?" Tang San asked urgently.

But Ling Muxue was already crying so hard that she couldn't speak.

Tang San's forehead furrowed as he led her to sit on the bed. He placed his right hand on her back and slowly infused her with his Mysterious Heaven Skill Energy, stabilizing her emotions.

When his cultivation entered Ling Muxue's body, he immediately felt a faint green energy inside her. This energy seemed to want to attach itself to the Mysterious Heaven Method's power.

Tang San quickly withdrew his cultivation, as he didn't want to accidentally drain the Wind Wolf Bloodline Energy from Ling Muxue's body. What if it couldn't be restored? That would truly harm her.

However, the brief infusion of the Mysterious Heaven Skill brought her a sense of warmth, and her emotions stabilized somewhat.

With tearful eyes, she looked at Tang San, "Mommy, I saw Mommy on that altar."

"Buzz—" Tang San felt his brain go blank in an instant.

The altar, mommy...

On that altar, those ten human women, they were probably, probably the mothers of these ten individuals who inherited the Wind Wolf Bloodline!

With Ling Muxue's mother there, there was also the human woman who had brought him into this world.

Even if it was just a fleeting glimpse, and even if his memory of her was almost non-existent, it was she who brought him into this world.

And it was precisely because he had decided to impersonate an awakener of the Wind Wolf Bloodline that this had happened...

As he thought about this, Tang San's body couldn't help but start to shiver.

He had truly never imagined that the cruelty of the Wolf Monster could reach such extremes. The other three people hadn't noticed, probably because they, like him, had been separated from their mothers since childhood and simply couldn't recognize their own mothers. Only Ling Muxue, she had lived with her mother and grown up with her. At that time, she was clearly already scared witless. But she had recognized her own mother.

The intense fear prevented her from screaming out loud, thus saving her own life. But having witnessed her mother being killed, once her emotions had stabilized, how could she contain her sorrow?

"This world is just so cruel." Just then, the door suddenly opened. Wang Yanfeng and Qiu Jing walked in from outside.

Qiu Jing's eyes were also red.

Tang San suddenly stood up. In that instant, the blood in his body seemed to have completely boiled. He was truly about to lose control of his emotions. Even if it meant releasing just that little bit of divine consciousness that he had, he wanted to destroy everything here.

But it was at this moment that Qiu Jing quickly stepped forward, came up to them, and took Ling Muxue into her arms, gently comforting her.

Wang Yanfeng painfully closed his eyes, "Each person, each one of us vassals who have survived, have faced such a scene. This is the rule of the Monsters. To them, human females born with their bloodline are considered a desecration of their ancestors. They can only be offered as sacrifices to their ancestors. Did you see the human skulls under the altar? Those are all killed by them for this reason."

"When I saw you two, I felt there was something different about you. Both of you are intelligent. Especially you, even though you appear the same as the others on the surface, when those children who came with you for the assessment were killed, your body tensed up instantly. That wasn't fear, but a feeling of being primed to strike. I was close to you, so I could feel it. If I'm not mistaken, your Wind Wolf Transformation has already awoken a long time ago. I don't know who taught you the knowledge, who awakened your intelligence. But what I want to tell you is, in this world, surviving is the only chance. Impulsion will only bring death, not just to you, but also to us, and to everything here. According to the rules of the Monsters, if one vassal betrays, all the vassals in the town will be executed together. Even if you are just a child. The safest way now would be for me to capture you and hand you over for them to interrogate about how you became intelligent. Both of you. Do you understand?"

The anger in Tang San's eyes gradually turned icy cold as he looked at Wang Yanfeng, his gaze calm yet cold, "Then are you planning to turn us over?"

Wang Yanfeng suddenly felt a shiver in his heart, slightly chilled by Tang San's gaze, even though this was just a child, and appeared so frail in his eyes.

He couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh, "If I were going to turn you over, would I have stood in front of you at that time? Child, do nothing and don't go. You won't be able to see your mother's body anymore, it has already been dealt with by them. If you truly have the heart, then live on well, and strive to become stronger."

The icy look in Tang San's eyes gradually disappeared, and his clenched fists slowly relaxed.

If he were to unleash that bit of divine consciousness he had, he was 80 percent sure he could destroy everything here. But the possibility of him becoming a god anew under the suppression of this world would become extremely low. The rules of this planet were overwhelmingly oppressive.

But in this world, on the Demon Monster Land, was the tragedy of humanity only present in Wind Wolf Town? No, it was in every corner. Even if he were to slaughter Wind Wolf Town, it wouldn't solve the fundamental problem of humanity.

Wang Yanfeng was right, only by becoming stronger, truly powerful, would there be a possibility to solve everything.

It was at that moment that a warm hand grasped his own.

Tang San turned to look and saw Qiu Jing's tear-blurred eyes.

"Child, there's nothing we can do. Living well is the best comfort you could give to your mother. I also have a child, but he failed the awakening assessment. If he had succeeded, I would be willing to die," Qiu Jing said as she pulled Tang San into her arms as well, holding him and Ling Muxue together as she wept tears.

Qiu Jing's embrace was warm, warming his heart that was filled with murderous intent.

Ling Muxue wept in her arms and gradually fell asleep in her warm embrace. Wang Yanfeng took Tang San back to his room.

"Get a good sleep," Wang Yanfeng patted his head.

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