Shangyuque

Chapter 83 But Chen Luwan is unwilling But Chen Luwan does not accept (Eleventh update, I am still typing)
It hurts. It hurts so much.

It was soreness. At first, it was sore around the eyes, and then the whole head ached.

The sourness was so deep that she felt like sitting down and holding up her head with her hands.

But then, we can't continue the game.

The pain is without any source. It is in my mind and this pain freezes my perception and feeling.

Tears flowed uncontrollably from Chen Luwan's eyes.

However, as an experienced talisman maker, Chen Luwan's first thought was that tears would affect the materials used to make talismans.

I can’t let them drip up. I still have a chance. I still have a chance to win. I can’t let them drip up.

So, she pushed her body backwards to keep her tears away from the materials on the talisman-making table.

"mother!"

Noticing her mother's difficult situation, Yu An screamed anxiously in pain, shocking Zhou Yingxi so much that she trembled.

Wang Yulou on the side was not frightened. His face was solemn, but his heart kept sinking until it sank to the bottom of the sea.

Aunt Chen was a very good elder. In the past, when she and Yu'an were studying in the clan school, whenever Yu'an's family had something delicious, Aunt Chen would always remember to ask Yu'an to bring some to Yulou.

Wang Yu'an, that bastard, was a greedy kid. Aunt Chen asked him to send two fresh peaches to Yulou, but Wang Yu'an could eat one and a half, leaving only half for Yulou.

Of course, later Yu'an grew up and became sensible, and he stopped stealing food.

The good relationship between the two brothers gradually formed from that time.

Therefore, when Aunt Chen's eyes were poisoned by the light yellow stone powder, not only Yu'an was worried, but also Yulou.

Of course, the mother in the stadium also heard her child's cries. Yes, how could a mother not hear her child's anxious cries.

It has always been heard, it has always been heard.

From the moment a child is born to the time he or she grows up, all the mother expects is for the child to say, "Mom, I'm hungry" when he or she returns home safely every day.

However, even though Yu'an was shouting so anxiously, Chen Luwan's hands were still very steady, just as steady as when she was not poisoned.

She hasn't given up yet. The pain from the light yellow powder is excruciating to her soul, but she still wants to win, to advance, to win the winner's reward.

Win, that spiritual weapon talisman pen.

As foundation-building cultivators, the three referees naturally noticed Chen Luwan's situation.

The first thing Wang Xianmao planned to do was to rescue the younger members of the clan who had been poisoned.

But Chen Luwan's actions made the clan leader realize that the little girl still wanted to continue the competition.

"Daoyou Xianmao?" Wu Jinyan was a little confused when he saw Wang Xianmao moved for a while and then stopped.

"It's okay, let's wait and see."

Wang Xianmao sat back in his original position, closed his eyes, and carefully observed Chen Luwan's situation with his spiritual sense.

Xiaowan, hold on, you can do it.

If the younger generations of the clan encounter hardships and want to overcome them on their own, Wang Xianmao will not easily interfere.

It is not a good thing for parents to control their children too much, but they will not completely ignore their children either.

If Chen Luwan's condition worsens, Wang Xianmao will naturally take action first.

Mu Chunze frowned and didn't say much.

The Wang family, the Wang family of Anbei, is indeed extraordinary. Any member of the family is so tenacious.

How can I not be tough?

Women are weak by nature, but they are strong when they become mothers. As the mother of an immortal cultivator, Chen Luwan is naturally tough.

"Mom! Stop drawing and heal your wound!"

Yu'an shouted loudly at the side, and many monks looked at him sideways, but he was unaware.

His elder brother had taught him that other people's views and opinions were bullshit, or even worse than bullshit.

Yu An didn't care how all the monks at the scene commented on his recklessness. He just hoped that his mother could receive treatment for her injuries as soon as possible.

Yu'an's idea is simple.

"Mom, the competition is over. You are still the Wang family's master talisman maker. Let's not compete anymore!"

Chen Luwan still didn't stop.

Silly child, how can you not compare?

I don't know much, but I'm fortunate to have some experience in talisman making, a unique family skill passed down to me by your grandfather. The Chen family's legacy may have been lost with me, but this unique skill will never be lost.

Because it was your grandfather's support in the world. Relying on it, your grandfather became a guest official of the Wang family.

Thanks to it, I became a well-known talisman maker in the Wang family and found your father, my ideal husband.

It’s not that I want to win, but that I must win. This is what I am most proud of. I will not be willing to accept if I don’t win.

As a high-level Qi training practitioner, Chen Luwan's spiritual awareness can help her continue making talismans even when she is blind.

All you need to do is overcome the pain and continue drawing the poison fog talisman.

However, the effect of the light yellow powder is so strong that it can easily determine the winner between two equally powerful fighters. Those who are poisoned will definitely die during the fight due to the poison.

What it takes to overcome the pain it brings is beyond anyone’s imagination.

Because it's too difficult, too difficult.

No one knows how Chen Luwan persevered.

Perhaps, she thought of her husband who was about to build his foundation.

Wang Rongwen might not be able to successfully establish his foundation in one go, so he needs her support.

Perhaps, she thought of her son, whose talent was better than Yulou's but whose character was far inferior to hers.

Thinking about Yu'an's future path, it may not be easy.

In short, this mother persisted and persisted, supported by her obsession and love.

She persisted for a long time, completing the talisman-making process step by step.

The toxin of the light yellow powder was extremely strong and had poisoned many monks, but at this moment, it had no way to deal with this great mother.

What is the pain you bring?

There are limits to physical pain.

Living in this cage-like world of cultivating immortals, Chen Luwan feels endless pain in her heart when she is awake.

The great monk turned the world into a cage. A child like Yu'an, who had practiced for ten years, was no match for Zhou Yingxi's one year of practice in the small cave.

If it weren't for the child, Chen Luwan could have accepted this cruel world.

For the girl in the past, it would be great if she could become a Qigong practitioner and live to be 180 years old.

Facing a hopeless world, Wang Yulou could accept becoming an incomplete Zifu, because an incomplete Zifu could live for more than 700 years, and Yulou could accept it.

But Chen Luwan refused to accept it. This mother was a little greedy and she wanted her child to become an immortal.

Light yellow powder, do you think you are so great?

No, who are you!

The mother's heart is crying out.

She crossed the hellish pain and the sea of loss of feeling.

She wrote furiously, writing her own path and her children's path stroke by stroke.

The great monk locked up the heaven and earth and set up a cage, and she could accept it as the price.

But Chen Luwan didn't want to! But Chen Luwan didn't accept it!
Chen Luwan was unwilling to accept that her own child became the price!

I want to get a better ranking, I want to be a winner, and I want to help my children go further.

Farther, farther!
A little further away!
I want to make his path less difficult!
This mother was a little greedy. She wanted her child to become an immortal and she wanted Wang Yu'an to leave this endless sea of suffering.

Become the Immortal Lord who will never be bullied again and no one can make him a price!

The pain made the mother more eager, and the desire urged her to clench the pen in her hand, as if the talisman pen could really help change her fate and her child's fate.

But the ruthlessness of fate lies in that it never easily favors those who resist.

The essence of resistance lies in brave actions, not in how loud the shouts are.

When Chen Luwan was about to finish drawing the second poison fog talisman, the bone pen was broken by her desire.

The success was at hand but failure was imminent, and he was furious.

As Yu'an lamented, his mother, who dared to challenge the unfair fate, collapsed.

　Mother, oh mother, oh.

　　Keep writing, challenge 30,000 words today!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)