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Cultivation Begins from Infancy - Chapter 305
🕑 Added 2025-04-12 08:03:35 +0000 UTCVolume 3 - Chapter 45: Fifteen Years Apart - Part 2
The onlookers watched as the boy was taken away by Ji Tianchao, the War God. They snapped out of their daze, and the crowd erupted into lively discussion, excitement, and cheers. The fact that Li Hao was of mixed blood had long ceased to matter.
Ji Xuanshen and many other prodigies gazed intently in the direction the boy had departed, lost in thought for a long time.
It all felt like a dream.
Before the ringing of the Sacred Heart Relic, who could have imagined they would experience such an extraordinary upheaval today?
“A Sage’s Mark… I never expected that the Four Extremes Realm could trigger a Sage’s Mark! Why didn’t the elders in my family, even my father, ever mention this?”
“And what good would it do if they had? You can’t even condense your Earth and Heaven Meridian.”
“…”
“That guy… just what kind of bloodline is his other half? How could it be so terrifying?”
“Could his mother have married into another Ancient Holy Clan?”
The prodigies murmured softly among themselves, still shaken by what they had witnessed today.
Although most of them had not participated, the earth-shattering battle between Li Hao and Ji Xuanshen had completely won them over.
Even Ji Xuanshen, armed with the Sacred Bone, was defeated. The myth of the Dao Domain was shattered. What was most terrifying was that the boy was only in the Three Immortals Realm!
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“Do you think that once he steps into the Fourth Pillar Realm, he’ll be invincible beneath the War God?”
“…Don’t you think he already feels a bit like he’s invincible beneath the War God now?”
“Stop splitting hairs with me. I mean truly invincible.”
“I’m saying the same thing…”
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Within the magnificent and opulent palace, Ji Tianchao and others escorted Li Hao inside.
“This is where your mother once lived. Your grandfather has passed, but his heroic spirit remains in the ancestral shrine. If you have the time, you can visit him. Old Thirteen will certainly be thrilled to see you, especially after hearing about what happened today…” Ji Yunqing said with a warm smile, introducing the place to Li Hao.
Li Hao’s gaze flickered slightly. Thinking of his grandfather reminded him of his paternal grandfather, linked by blood.
He wondered if the latter had arrived at the Li Family and whether his wishes had been fulfilled.
“You traveled a great distance to the Great Wilderness Heaven, braving countless perils. You and your mother must share a deep bond,” Ji Yun Yue said, her face soft with a grandmotherly kindness.
A deep bond? Li Hao’s thoughts churned.
When he had just crossed into this world, at the Hundred Days Banquet, the “mother” he still saw as a little girl in his eyes had already left.
It had been fifteen years.
He had even forgotten her appearance, though he could vaguely recall her gentle eyes.
And her words:
“I’ve already thought of a name for you—Le Ping, Li Le Ping… I only wish for you to live in joy and peace…”
“…No matter what happens in the future, your mother will always stand behind you. No one will ever harm you…”
Those words, Li Hao had never forgotten.
So, this time, it was his turn to shield her from the storms.
“How long have you and your mother been together? Did she teach you your cultivation techniques?” Ji Tianchao asked, his curiosity uncharacteristically piqued.
Li Hao thought for a moment and replied, “About a hundred days.”
“Huh?”
Ji Tianchao and the others froze, wondering if they had misheard. A hundred days?
Li Hao knew that once he brought his mother back, he would naturally have to explain his precociousness. Now, he no longer feared revealing such straightforward abilities.
So, his demeanor was open and candid as he said, “That’s right. My mother left to fight on the frontier during my Hundred Days Banquet. Most of my techniques, I learned on my own.”
Ji Yun Yue was taken aback and quickly asked, “And then? When did she return?”
“She didn’t.”
Li Hao continued, “Later, her identity was apparently exposed, and she was brought back here. That’s why I came to find her.”
Hearing the boy’s calm words and seeing his composed expression, Ji Tianchao and the others stood frozen, momentarily at a loss for words.
So, this mother and son hadn’t seen each other in over ten years?
“How old are you now?” Ji Yun Yue’s voice trembled.
“Fifteen.”
“You remember what happened during your first hundred days?” Ji Tianchao couldn’t help but ask.
Li Hao nodded. “I was precocious from a young age. I can clearly recall things from a few months after I was born.”
The group exchanged glances, each seeing the shock mirrored in the others’ eyes.
So, this child before them had only spent a scant hundred days with their niece?
This so-called deep bond between mother and son was far thinner than they had imagined.
But then they thought of all Li Hao had done earlier—fighting tooth and nail in the arena, defeating countless prodigies, and enduring the Sacred Bone. What must have been in this boy’s heart?
“Over ten years… Qingqing, how could she have been so foolish!” Ji Yun Yue couldn’t hold back. Though she knew she shouldn’t criticize Li Hao’s mother in front of him, her heart ached too much for the child.
Ji Tianchao and the others remained silent. They had thought their grandson’s actions—disregarding his well-being, bearing his mother’s surname, and coming here to redeem her—stemmed from a profound bond. Yet, the reality was the opposite.
Only a hundred days of companionship. Without Li Hao’s extraordinary memory, he likely wouldn’t even remember his mother.
“Do you resent your mother?” Ji Yunqing couldn’t help but ask.
Li Hao hesitated, then shook his head. “Of course not. I’ve always lived in comfort, with someone taking care of me. She has her duties. Fighting on the battlefield is no easy task.”
There was another reason he didn’t resent her: he had come into this world as a transmigrator. As an adult soul, he had never placed much emotional dependency on her.
Hearing the boy’s words, the group fell silent, their hearts feeling as though pierced by thorns. Ji Yun Yue turned away, using her sleeve to hide the tears she wiped from her eyes.
“Good child. When your mother sees you this time, she will certainly be proud of you!” Ji Tianchao said, his eyes slightly reddened, though he forced a kind smile.
The others were filled with sorrow. Regardless of the reasons, a mother who had only spent a hundred days with her child was deeply remiss.
And now, this child had risked life and limb to free her, venturing into the Great Wilderness Heaven, enduring endless provocations and humiliation, and challenging the prodigies of the Ancient Holy Clans. His sincerity moved them all to tears.
“Qingqing, that girl… She may have been clueless as a first-time mother, but she has raised a remarkable son,” Ji Laosi muttered, his voice hoarse.
“You risked coming here for Qingqing. Were you not afraid of dying?” Ji Yunqing asked, suppressing her heartache.
Li Hao shook his head. “I trust Senior Ji Yunge. Even if I couldn’t meet her, I knew I would survive. If I could meet her, then I would try my best. Since I have the strength, I must act.”
At the mention of Ji Yunge, the group fell silent. They finally understood that the many praises Ji Yunge had bestowed on this boy were not exaggerated in the slightest.
No wonder even the proud Third Brother held him in such high esteem.
This child… left them all without complaint. His devotion and sincerity, more than his talents, were truly rare.
“Good child. Rest well for now. Later, I will have the Sky-Gazing Mirror brought to you so you can see your mother. Although she is on Prison Sky Island and cannot meet you in person, you will be reunited soon.” Ji Tianchao spoke softly.
He patted Li Hao’s shoulder and pointed to a side hall. “This is where your mother used to live. Take your time to explore.”
Li Hao nodded slightly.
The others took this as a cue to leave, allowing Li Hao to rest. After all, having fought against so many prodigies, he had yet to consume any divine medicine. Anyone else would have collapsed from exhaustion by now.
Once they were gone, Li Hao glanced at the luxurious palace, wandering around to take in the surroundings. Before long, he spotted a painting on one of the walls.
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The painting depicted a graceful and radiant young girl.
She exuded an aura of youthful vitality, her eyes bright and lively, filled with an intelligent spark.
A faint memory stirred within Li Hao’s mind, growing clearer.
That face, with its luminous eyes, seemed to pierce through the mists of his recollection, emerging before him.
Li Hao gazed at it, instantly understanding that the girl in the painting was his mother in her youth.
A sudden sense of connection struck him. Calling over a servant left by Ji Yun Yue and the others, he requested paper and ink.
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