Zhutian: From Douluo, the illusion becomes real

Chapter 414: Huo Yuhao vs. Dai Yueheng (Part 413)
"I... I just saw that... No, I saw the White Tiger Duke Dai Hao and his... his legal wife, the lady of the Duke's Mansion... But I don't know her name."

"She seems...possibly...no, she definitely recognized me and tried to attack me...I can sense her malice, otherwise, she wouldn't have called me a bastard by name..."

Even though his hormones such as dopamine and endorphins, and even some of his brain stem cells, were controlled, Huo Yuhao still showed quite obvious emotional fluctuations, but he was finally able to say these words in full and dared to face this cruel and ugly fact.

As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Dong'er exploded before Ye Qingcang could even open his mouth.

It was a rare occasion that he swore.

Two butterfly wings grow on the back.

Holding a Haotian Hammer with butterfly patterns on it.

He ran towards the locker room exit: "This is really fucking eye-opening for me... If you can't afford to play, don't play. Making personal attacks, especially half an hour before the game, what kind of hero is that!"

“Come back!” Seeing Wang Dong’er holding the Clear Sky Hammer and about to hit someone, Ye Qingcang felt a headache and stretched out his hand to grab the air. Wang Dong’er was reluctantly grabbed back. Following Ye Qingcang’s gesture, she was pressed to a chair beside her, sitting with the equally angry Xiao Xiao, listening to Ye Qingcang and Huo Yuhao’s continued questions and answers: “Since you know that she is trying to hurt your mentality, then can you understand the reason: if your mentality is really hurt, then that is what she wants?”

"I know...but I hate it!"

"That man... no, I should say Duke of White Tiger Dai Hao, didn't even bother to defend himself after his wife said that!"

"If I am a bastard, then what kind of father am I?"

"Where's my mother?"

"They say it's rude to scold a son's father... Is it okay to scold the mother?"

Huo Yuhao's breathing became noticeably heavier.

But Ye Qingcang was quite calm.

Take a deep breath and drop the pretense.

His face, which usually always had a smile on it, suddenly became serious.

His eyes, which were usually friendly, suddenly turned cold.

Looking at Huo Yuhao.

He paused for a second or two.

He suddenly raised his hand, and the sound was like thunder.

He slapped Huo Yuhao hard.

Looking at the blood at the corner of Huo Yuhao's mouth, and Huo Yuhao's eyes, which had recovered their normal emotions due to the temporary withdrawal of control over hormones and cells, but were cleared by the slap, he slowly took out a handkerchief and wiped his palms. Then, he threw the handkerchief on Huo Yuhao: "Yuhao, do you know that in the face of absolute strength, dignity is just an excuse to die? Losers have no right to write history. If you lose, no matter Dai Hao, his wife, or the two brothers Dai Yueheng and Dai Huabin, they will step on your corpse and deny your achievements, your character, and even everyone related to you... Therefore, a weak person must learn to be tolerant... To borrow your words just now: It is rude to scold the father to the son, and the same is true for the mother; but, just like I just hit you, if I scold your mother now, what will you use to stop me, or to prove to the world that I am wrong in saying this?"

"Brother Qingcang, you can't!"

Huo Yuhao answered firmly.

It can be said that he blurted it out without even thinking about it.

but……

“I will.” Ye Qingcang’s eyes were icy cold without a trace of emotion. Perhaps, that should not be described as cold, but rational, absolutely rational, to the point where Tianmeng Bingcan, Electrolux, Wang Dong’er, and Xiao Xiao all dared not utter a word. He stared directly into Huo Yuhao’s eyes, his gaze like a steel knife, piercing into them: “To be honest, I have always believed that your mother Huo Yun’er was a stupid and hopeless woman. The only thing she could be proud of in her life was that she relied on the good luck given to her by God to climb into your father’s bed and give birth to you. Other than that, she has no other points worthy of praise...including her brain that is not even as good as a pig’s!”

“You are not allowed to say that about my mother!” Huo Yuhao had always respected Ye Qingcang very much, but that did not mean that Ye Qingcang’s position in his heart could surpass that of his mother. Because of this, he stood up angrily and looked directly at Ye Qingcang, the senior whom he had always respected, and said with gritted teeth: “Please take back your words!”

"Is that your answer?"

Ye Qingcang was clearly expressing himself in a slow and leisurely tone and manner.

But it gave Wang Dong'er and Xiao Xiao the illusion of extremely elegant and bloody cruelty.

But maybe that wasn’t an illusion.

But it's really cruel.

Those evil soul masters who died under Ye Qingcang's knife must have full right to speak, provided that they can still speak, instead of being turned into a pool of flesh and blood, used by Ye Qingcang as material for his reincarnation and the basis for the birth of many faceless men, calculated by kilograms.

"Yes!"

Huo Yuhao didn’t understand what Ye Qingcang meant.

But this did not prevent him from looking directly at Ye Qingcang.

Express your persistence in this way.

But in the next second, Ye Qingcang gave him a completely new answer, which made him sober up immediately, as if he had been poured with a bucket of cold water: "You know, if someone dared to say that about my mother, I would have a head on my hand now... and you can only roar like a wild dog. When others pick up a stick, you will be trapped by your conscience and run away, or be caught by your weakness and have your legs broken by a stick!"

Huo Yuhao fell silent.

He has never been a stubborn person.

Someone who can listen to advice.

So he knew that Ye Qingcang was right.

I also began to re-examine my own problems.

But Ye Qingcang's words would not stop because he had not finished yet.

"I saw a good one."

"At that time, his family was massacred by an evil soul master."

"He watched his parents and brothers and sisters being sacrificed, but at the age of five, he could do nothing."

"He didn't even dare to look at the evil soul master."

"Because looking at one place for a long time will trigger an intuitive warning."

"He could only remember the evil soul master's appearance with one glance. Then, after he had learned enough and had the ability to take revenge, on the day he was fourteen years old, he chopped the evil soul master he had captured into minced meat in the same way."

"Since then, I have understood a truth: as a strong person, it is a compulsory course to root out the evil, and as a weak person, it is also a compulsory course to win the sympathy of the strong... If he had jumped out impulsively at that time, then the evil soul master would have had an extra life in his hands, but he survived and it was the evil soul master who died... Sometimes, living requires greater courage than dying. A momentary act of impulse only moves yourself. Therefore, in many things, you must face a choice: do you want fame or reality!" "Fame?"

"can!"

"Now, go and kill the Duchess!"

"Revenge for your mother, how noble is that?"

"Seeking truth?"

"Bear it!"

"In the future, carry the Duchess's head to your mother's grave to pay tribute!"

"What's the harm in temporary honor or disgrace?"

Looking at Huo Yuhao who had finally calmed down, Ye Qingcang silently changed the prepared prescription to a stronger one: "We are men, a sheep in wolf skin walking among wolves. We cannot act on impulse. When the situation is stronger than us, even if your enemy says he wants to slap you on the left cheek, you can only obediently offer your left cheek to the enemy. It is best to let the enemy feel more comfortable and let him let down his guard against you. In this way, you can survive instead of losing your life and the opportunity for revenge... In addition, let's re-examine the relationship problem in your family. Have you ever thought about one thing: if Dai Hao really liked your mother, would your mother die?"

"But mother said..."

Huo Yuhao subconsciously opened his mouth to refute.

But he only said half of the words before he bit them off.

Yes!

How could the male head of a family lose control of his family!
If the Duchess really has the final say in this family, why would the Duchess bring everyone from the Duke's Mansion to stand at the door of the Duke's Mansion to greet him every time Dai Hao, the White Tiger Duke, came back, regardless of wind, frost, rain or snow, and even stand there for an hour or two!

Why should she respect Dai Hao so much!
If it was just a maid being executed, it would be fine, but her mother was Dai Hao's personal maid. Who would dare to execute her without Dai Hao's permission?

To put it bluntly, even if it's a dog, if you raise it for thirty or forty years, you will develop feelings for it!
From the very beginning, the facts his mother told him were subjective!

It is also destined to be wrong!

So, at this moment, Huo Yuhao seemed to have his Ren and Du meridians opened up, and he suddenly understood many things that even Huo Yun'er didn't understand during his lifetime, and realized all the strange things.

The original words became difficult to say.

Swallowed back.

To the point of being speechless.

"It seems that you are not hopelessly stupid."

"But you've missed a key point."

"Your mother... doesn't love you!"

The dosage of the strong medicine that Ye Qingcang prescribed made Tianmeng Bingcan tremble with fear. Even Electrolux's eyelids twitched, but Huo Yuhao was unusually calm. Even though his emotions fluctuated for a moment, he finally controlled his emotions and accepted the strong medicine, and by the way, he dug out the rotten flesh on his wound: "I have seen many mothers, so I can analyze maternal love... A great maternal love can make a great mother stand on a high-temperature iron plate until her flesh is burnt, and she will never use her children as stepping stones to relieve her pain. A great maternal love can also make a great mother put down her face and everything to pray for a chance of life for her child, and even make her betray love... In fact, everything is very simple. Your mother only needs to bow her head to the Duchess, and you can have a carefree childhood and worry-free food and clothing, because the Duchess does not want to bear the crime of criticizing the old people in the White Tiger Duke's Mansion. When the Dai family was still the royal family, this thing should be called jealousy... But your mother didn't do this."

“Yes…” The reason why Huo Yuhao could make Ye Qingcang look up to him was because of his perseverance, the will that transcended his physical instincts. This will helped him face the ugly reality directly. “It is undeniable… There are many reasons that can help me explain this problem. For example, my mother really didn’t think of this, but any reason can be completely shattered by an excuse. For example, the reason why my mother didn’t think of this is because she didn’t care about my feelings at all, and she didn’t even care about my food, clothing and daily expenses. Her mind was all on the White Tiger Duke Dai Hao… But I also can’t deny the fact that she raised me!”

“The grace of nurturing and the grace of giving birth.”

“I’ve thought about this.”

"I have also imagined...if one day, a couple I don't know finds me and confirms that they are my parents, how should I deal with the relationship between them and my mother Liu Erlong?"

"And the answer I got was...there is no difference between these two graces."

“I can face that fact.”

"It may have something to do with my rebellious personality."

“The proof of a person’s existence is his body.”

"It's blood."

“It’s the traces left in this world.”

“But the meaning of human existence is the soul.”

"It's emotion."

"It's a fragment of memory that can prove everything."

"You need to find the right balance by yourself. No one can help you."

"But you can calm down."

"Listen calmly to what I have to say."

"Instead of being as emotional as just now."

"I'm very relieved."

Ye Qingcang snapped his fingers, and the swelling on Huo Yuhao's face immediately disappeared.

Except for the bloodstain at the corner of his mouth.

There's no way of telling what just happened.

Huo Yuhao touched his face as if waking up from a dream, feeling the reality that nothing had happened. After a moment of silence, he looked up at Ye Qingcang and said, “Brother Qingcang, what you mean is… let me decide for myself whether to take revenge or not, but you don’t want me to be blinded by hatred… I think my understanding is correct, right?”

“That’s right, but it’s not enough…” Ye Qingcang looked at the boy in front of him who was not stupid, glanced at the handkerchief that the other party subconsciously held in his hand, raised his hand, but this time he did not slap Huo Yuhao, but gently patted Huo Yuhao on the shoulder: “In fact, what I want to tell you more is… You have to find a reason to live, just like me. I have three reasons to live. The first is responsibility, the responsibility to my mother, the responsibility to Violet, the responsibility to my friends, and the responsibility to some people I think I need to be responsible for. The second is curiosity. I want to see how big this world is, I want to see the scenery outside the planet, I want to see what is above the galaxy. The third is strength. I want to become stronger, strong enough to make everything run according to my ideas, so that there will be no more wars and all the known and unknown sufferings in this world… Of course, my reasons are not necessarily your reasons. I just want to say that maybe at the moment your mother died, she had a thought that must be about you… I hope you can live happily, even if you can’t help her revenge, even if you can’t make a name for yourself, but it’s good to be safe and sound.”

“I think I understand…” Huo Yuhao let out a long breath, and his mentality gradually became stable. He had truly calmed down his mind and reined in his desires. “I must take revenge, but I can’t do it in a desperate way. It’s like using jade to smash a stone. Even if my jade really smashes the stone, it’s not worth it… A few dead bones in a tomb are not worthy of me risking everything to target them!”

"When a person yearns for a higher view, he won't care about the bumps and bruises under his feet." Ye Qingcang slowly restrained his momentum, put on a gentle smile mask, glanced at the clock on the wall, and reminded: "It's almost time to go on stage. Your opponent is waiting for you to appear with an unstable mood... Choose to consume yourself internally, or make your opponent feel sick as if he had eaten shit, watch you rise rapidly, but can't kill you, and can only watch the death approaching day by day in endless anxiety... This choice is in your hands!"

(End of this chapter)