A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 1369 Fang Hui's Past and the System's Origins! (Please Subscribe!)

The young man who was suddenly knocked to the ground and mercilessly run over by Hua Shier let out a painful scream after being run over by the wheel. He curled up in pain and couldn't get up for a while.

Although the young man was in pain, he was still very conscious and extremely angry about being run over. He turned his head to the side, and there was a very conspicuous tire mark on his right cheek.

With his slurred speech, distorted by the impact on his face, he called out resentfully to Hua Twelve, who was riding away on his bicycle:
"Holy crap, you're a jungler, don't you dare beat me up!"

He wanted to catch up with the guy who had hit him and run him over with his bike, but after being run over by the mountain bike, he had multiple muscle strains and couldn't even turn his neck back, so he couldn't get up for a while. He could only watch the other person ride further and further away with resentment, without even seeing the other person's face.

The girl who looked just like Zhu Suosuo was named Fang Hui. At this moment, her eyes, which were originally full of tears, were filled with astonishment. She stared blankly at the back of the boy riding a brand-new mountain bike.

However, Hua Shier did not even slow down, let alone look back. He just rode his bike, muttering to himself about the uneven road, and his figure nimbly turned the corner and disappeared from the sight of the girl Fang Hui and the young man.

It was as if the incident of knocking down the young man while riding her bicycle and then riding over him was just an accidental step over a pebble that was in her way. Although she noticed it, she didn't really care.

Fang Hui looked in the direction where Hua Shier disappeared, then looked at the young man on the ground who was struggling in pain and unable to get up for a while, and felt a mix of emotions.

The young man's name is Tang Haibing. He and the glaring little white flower in his hand are intertwined with a past that Fang Hui doesn't want to revisit.

To put it simply, she was harassed by a delinquent classmate in her third year of junior high school. That person later died in an accident while trying to "stand up for" her.

The delinquent classmate had made many friends in society, and the young man in front of him was one of them.

The young man's name was Tang Haibing. He blamed Fang Hui for his friend's death and forced her to wear a small white flower as a form of "mourning" for her friend. She wore it for the entire third semester of junior high school.

That small white flower was like a humiliating brand, causing Fang Hui, who excelled in both character and academics, to suffer strange looks and silent accusations on campus.

This cast a heavy shadow over Fang Hui's originally vibrant youth.

After finally graduating from junior high school, Fang Hui thought she could finally break free from this nightmarish entanglement.

But to my utter surprise, I was blocked by Tang Haibing, who was like a persistent ghost, at the entrance of my own residential community today.

He still held the small white flower, a symbol of control and humiliation, and commanded her in a stern and threatening tone:
"Put it on! Don't think you're safe just because you've graduated. We'll still find you!"

Fear descended once more, and a sense of powerlessness instantly overwhelmed Fang Hui.

Just when she was in despair, the boy on the mountain bike barged in without warning in a way she had never imagined—a way that was both brutal and incredibly direct—and interrupted everything.

At this moment, Hua Shier was like a ray of sunshine, dispelling the gloom and shining upon her. Although it was casual, it was so warm and powerful.

Fang Hui stared at the empty entrance of the residential area, where the boy was no longer present, but she wanted to etch that scene into her mind.

Tang Haibing's groans as he struggled on the ground brought Fang Hui back to her senses, and a strange surge of courage suddenly welled up in her heart.

She didn't even glance at Tang Haibing on the ground, nor did she touch the little white flower that had fallen to the ground. She turned around and quickly walked into the residential area.

Hua Shier bumped into Tang Haibing without any reaction, even though it was intentional.

Tang Haibing's act of forcing Fang Hui to wear a white flower reminded Hua Shier of Fang Hui's identity, suggesting she was a character from the drama "Fleet of Time".

Just as he said, if the road is uneven, then someone will shovel it!
Hua Shier just casually shoveled something, then rode his bike back to his building, humming an off-key tune.

As for Fang Hui, a character in the storyline related to the system mission, Hua Shier was not in a hurry to make contact with her. After all, he remembered that she seemed to live in the same neighborhood as him, and there would be plenty of opportunities to meet her in the future.

I had just locked my car when I looked up and saw several elderly neighbors cooling off downstairs.

The group of people who were huddled together and chatting quietly stopped talking as soon as they saw him return, and all their eyes fell on him.

His gaze was incredibly complex, containing curiosity and inquiry, but more than anything, an indescribable sense of alienation and apprehension.

After all, many people witnessed the scene that day when Hua Twelve was escorted into a police car by several men in hats.

Then came the sensational scene of ambulances taking away more than a dozen injured people, and later the rumors of more than a hundred stab wounds, which caused all sorts of rumors to fly around the neighborhood.

In the eyes of his neighbors, Hua Shier was no longer the quiet and introverted child, but a 'ruthless character' who dared to stab more than a dozen people with a knife at the slightest provocation.

Hua Shier didn't care at all, and even smiled at the neighbors as if to say hello.

But his smile only made the neighbors more uncomfortable. They all looked away, some pretending to look at the sky, others looking down to straighten their clothes. No one dared to meet his gaze.

"Tsk, looks like this guy's intimidation factor is off the charts."

Hua Shier didn't seem to care. He put his hands in his pockets and swaggered upstairs.

As I unlocked the door, a mixture of rotten food smells and a faint stench of blood hit me.

The mess he left behind that day, from overturning the table and wielding the knife, is still there.

Hua Shier quickly locked the door and then released several clones to help clean up the disgusting things and traces on the ground that he didn't want to touch.

If this isn't cleaned up, no one can stay here at night.

Clone: ​​I have a swear word I'm not sure if I should say!

Hua Shier filled the bathtub with water, soaked himself in the hot water, and then comfortably closed his eyes to check his own condition.

He had not yet finished devouring the primordial spirit of the Jade Frontier War God, but he had already received some information from the other party's primordial spirit.

This information allowed him to understand his true origins and also explained why the Three Immortal Maidens addressed him as "Emperor" when they met him in the story world—they had seen through his background.

His true form was none other than a wisp of divine consciousness of Erlang Shen Yang Jian, who possessed numerous titles such as "Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun," "Huguo Lingying Wang," "Chuanzhu Dijun," "Huimin Dadi," and "Qingyuan Miaodao Fuyou Taiyi Zhenjun Huimin Rensheng Dadi."

Well, he wasn't even a wisp of primordial spirit, but rather a strand of divine consciousness.

This story begins before the Investiture of the Gods, when Yang Jian was born.

As is widely known, Yang Jian was born to Yunhua Fairy, the younger sister of the Jade Emperor, and the mortal Yang Tianyou. At the time of his birth, purple clouds came from the east, and auspicious omens descended from the sky.

Yang Jian's life was also like a cheat code. First, he was accepted as a third-generation disciple by the Chan Sect. Later, he cultivated the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts, which was related to the Western Sect. Then, he split the mountain to save his mother. After the Investiture of the Gods, he even became a god in his physical body and was listed on the Investiture of the Gods List.

It was only at this moment that Yang Jian realized something was wrong. Although he had not perished in the cataclysmic battle of the Investiture of the Gods, his primordial spirit had been shackled by the Investiture of the Gods, making it impossible for him to cultivate his primordial spirit. This was tantamount to cutting off his path in cultivation.

He felt as if he had stepped into a trap.

Yang Jian remained outwardly calm, but in reality, he began to investigate the matter. It wasn't until he accidentally discovered a wisp of primordial purple energy hidden within his primordial spirit that he realized he had been tricked because of this.

The Primordial Purple Qi is the foundation for becoming a saint. Even the quasi-saint level Ancestor Hongyun perished because of it.

Yang Jian then realized that the so-called purple aura coming from the east when he was born was not an auspicious omen, but rather this primordial purple aura.

This gave him an absurd yet persistent idea.

Yang Jian suspected that the auspicious purple aura that appeared in the east at his birth had aroused suspicion among various powerful figures. However, as the nephew of the Heavenly Emperor, Yang Jian held a noble status, and even if these powerful figures had suspicions, they could not act forcefully and could only resort to various schemes. The Chan Sect accepted him as a disciple, but the Western cultivation methods were profound, and the Investiture of the Gods prohibited the primordial spirit, thus severing his foundation for cultivation.

Although Yang Jian himself was somewhat skeptical of this idea, once it took root, it was impossible to erase. It wasn't until one day, when he took a different approach and opened up his inner world through the method of incense offerings, that he was able to confirm this idea.

In his inner world, there was not only an ancient Western temple that suppressed his primordial spirit, but also a projection of the Heavenly Court brought by the Investiture of the Gods.

These constraints severely suppressed his primordial spirit within his inner world, preventing him from even using his innate divine abilities. As a result, although his primordial spirit existed, it was completely useless to him, which is why his cultivation could not advance an inch and he was firmly fixed on the Investiture of the Gods list.

Yang Jian, a man of extraordinary talent, was naturally unwilling to accept defeat. After the journey to the West, Buddhism spread eastward, and the fortunes of the Heavenly Court and the Western Religion reached a strange balance. Under this balance, he finally found a way to break the deadlock.

He merged a wisp of his divine consciousness with the purple aura and cast it into the Six Paths of Reincarnation. When this divine consciousness grows up, it will be like Chong'er being born outside, seizing a sliver of life.

Hua Shier was Erlang Zhenjun's only chance of survival.

This glimmer of hope, after countless reincarnations, finally evolved from divine consciousness into a complete soul, and in those countless reincarnations, it also showed a slight tendency to merge with the purple aura.

This also opened up an unparalleled opportunity, namely the system evolved from purple qi.

Hua Shier soaked in hot water, sorting through the information he had obtained from the fragments of the Jade Frontier War God's primordial spirit. When he learned that he was a wisp of divine consciousness separated from Yang Jian, the True Lord of the Pure Source Mystic Path, and combined with the Primordial Purple Qi, even with his state of mind, he couldn't help but be shocked.

At the same time, he also understood the true origin of the mysterious 'system' in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The Primordial Purple Qi has the power to guide people to enlightenment, but the method is unpredictable and has infinite possibilities. After merging with Hua Shier's soul, it was influenced by his understanding and evolved into this system that can travel through all the heavens and myriad worlds.

To put it simply, Hua Shier usually likes to read system novels, and he often fantasizes about having a system that can take him to travel through countless worlds, issue missions, and give him rewards.

So after the Primordial Purple Qi merged with him, it evolved into an auxiliary form according to this idea, acting as a 'system' to help him show off and fly, which gave him the opportunity to travel through the myriad worlds.

As for the world of "King of Kung Fu," it is actually Yang Jian's inner world. The ancient temple was created by the Buddhist Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, which grew in his inner world to suppress a trace of Buddhist nature, a nail.

The Heavenly Court is a constraint originating from the divine status. The Great Heavenly Venerable is a wisp of divine consciousness of Yu Ding Zhenren, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect and Yang Jian's master.

Hua's twelve primordial spirits had reached a point where they could be used by Yang Jian. Therefore, on his way back to the real world after completing his mission, Yang Jian led him into the inner world, intending to take over the divine consciousness that had split off and grown into a towering tree.

As Yang Jian had envisioned, Hua Shier had indeed grown into a being capable of saving his true self from dire straits.

In his inner world, he destroyed the ancient Western temple, removed the nails from Yang Jian's primordial spirit, wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Court and destroyed the Great Heavenly Venerable, and also greatly reduced the constraints on Yang Jian's primordial spirit.

If Yang Jian can merge with Hua Shier's primordial spirit, there is a possibility that he can break free from the shackles of the Investiture of the Gods in the future. At that time, the sky will be the limit, the shackles on the path will be broken, and it is not impossible for him to go further and become a saint or ancestor.

Although Hua Shier was already a complete soul and primordial spirit, he was formed from a wisp of Yang Jian's divine consciousness. If the latter wanted to take it back and merge with it, the former would have no ability to resist.

However, after Hua Shier merged with the purple energy, his primordial spirit underwent a different change. He sensed the crisis in advance and foresaw that it originated from his primordial spirit. He had already found a way to resolve it, so he entrusted his primordial spirit to the past and refined a soul gem that was specifically designed for his primordial spirit in his sea of ​​consciousness.

These methods not only thwarted Erlang Zhenjun's plans, but also caused his weakened primordial spirit, which had been suppressed and imprisoned for many years, to be controlled and even devoured by Hua Shier.

Having understood the cause and effect, Hua Twelve couldn't help but feel a little emotional. In fact, Yang Jian hadn't done anything wrong in this matter, and he would have made the same choice if he were in Yang Jian's shoes.

However, this independent soul, which grew from a wisp of divine consciousness, already possessed a self-awareness belonging to 'Hua Twelve', and had its own emotions and experiences.

He didn't want to be an appendage or backup to anything; he was a complete, living person.

Would Hua Shier be forced to abandon his self, extinguish his consciousness, and be merged and devoured in order to fulfill the 'original body'?

Absolutely impossible!

Hua Shier clenched his fists and silently spoke to Erlang's primordial spirit, which was being continuously merged within his sea of ​​consciousness:
"You did nothing wrong, but I don't want to die. Let me take your place and fulfill the wish you never got to complete!"

Next, he communicated with the system in his mind because Hua Shier remembered something: he hadn't received the rewards from the previous mission yet.

However, the information from the system forced Hua Shier to temporarily abandon the idea of ​​drawing a prize, because the system was assisting in refining Erlang's primordial spirit and had no time to deal with such a trivial matter as drawing a prize.

Hua Shier really wants to ask, you call a lottery a trivial matter?

Well, compared to refining the main body and primordial spirit to prevent backlash, drawing lots is indeed not in a hurry.

Over the next two days, Hua Shier contacted a lawyer to prepare to file a civil lawsuit against his aunt's family. Although he knew that his aunt's family didn't have much money and that it would be difficult to recover the 260,000 yuan, he still wanted to clarify things and follow the proper procedures.

That day, I signed a power of attorney with a lawyer surnamed Wu at home. Just after I saw the lawyer off, several street workers and neighborhood committee ladies came to visit me, carrying rice, flour and cooking oil.

An older woman held Hua Shier's hand, her tone very earnest:

“Twelfth classmate, we have heard about what happened to you. We are sorry that you have suffered so much! It is because we did not do our job well and did not discover the difficulties you were facing in time, which caused you to suffer so much injustice.”

In front of some neighbors who had heard the news, the woman explained the 'truth' of the matter in detail, emphasizing that Hua Shier was the victim, who had long suffered from the guardian's encroachment on his property, and that his previous extreme behavior was a helpless act of resistance.

He also made it clear that the street and community would assist him in resolving subsequent guardianship issues and living difficulties.

The official stance and words of sympathy had an immediate effect. The strange looks they had previously given him had noticeably softened, and when they met again, although some of the neighbors were still somewhat distant, at least some of them would take the initiative to nod and greet Hua Shier.

Immediately afterwards, the principal and homeroom teacher from my alma mater, Huashi No. 12 Middle School, also came to visit and brought a condolence payment of two thousand yuan.

The principal and the homeroom teacher both looked grief-stricken and remorseful.

"Hua Twelve students, as your alma mater and your teachers, we feel deeply ashamed!"

"During your time at school, we failed to promptly discover the immense difficulties and injustices you faced in your life. This is our dereliction of duty! We sincerely apologize to you!"

The homeroom teacher also reflected on his mistake of focusing only on teaching and neglecting to care about the students' growth environment in front of the school leaders.

Finally, the school reiterated that although Hua Twelve has graduated, the school will always be his support, and he can come back to his alma mater for help if he encounters any difficulties in his high school studies or life.

After the principal and teachers left, Hua Shier looked at the stack of condolence money and gifts on the table, stroked his chin, and a playful smile appeared on his face.

In his memory, that homeroom teacher was a snob. When the original owner was in school, because he didn't dress well and didn't have money to give gifts on Teacher's Day or the teacher's birthday, he was often targeted by that teacher, and was not treated well even though his academic performance was not bad.

Looking at the high-sounding words the homeroom teacher just said, they sounded even better than singing.

However, he didn't resent these things. After all, the original owner had experienced all those grievances, while he enjoyed the rainbow after the storm, purely benefiting from it.

Moreover, these words of comfort and vindication will save him a lot of unnecessary trouble in his future life and bring him real benefits.

He weighed the condolence money in his hand, plus the more than 60,000 yuan returned by the police station. Well, his start-up capital was a little more abundant.

Hua Shier felt it was time to plan carefully how to start a brand new life for herself in this new millennium.

However, the first thing he will face is the upcoming high school life.

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