Start slaying demons from the proficiency panel.

Upon hearing this, Ning Xiu's father flew into a rage, grabbed Ning Xiu, slammed him onto the table, and began to beat him. Ning Xiu immediately burst into tears, his cries filled with heart-wrenching pain.

Three years later.

A small fishing village.

A fishing boat slowly approached the shore. Ning Xiu, who had grown into a very strong and fit man, stood at the bow, wearing a gray jacket that revealed his dark chest.

After three years of learning fishing techniques from his father, he has fully mastered the methods and become the best fisherman in the small village.

Every time Ning Xiu went out to sea, he always managed to bring back the most prey and sell it for the best price.

Over time, every girl in the village fell in love with him, because following Ning Xiu meant a better life. Many matchmakers from the surrounding villages and towns came to Ning Xiu's door to arrange marriages, and he became incredibly popular.

But for some reason, Ning Xiu always appeared to outsiders as someone who was pure and abstinent, refusing any matchmaking attempts.

Even though the girl from the other family was a renowned beauty, Ning Xiu never agreed to marry her, much to his father's annoyance.

If more male members are added to the family sooner, the family will have enough manpower in the future, thus reaping a greater harvest.

"Brother Ash!"

The moment the fishing boat docked, a fisherwoman rushed over excitedly. Women living by the sea have a distinctive wheat-colored complexion that makes them look very healthy.

"Shuang'er, what are you doing here?" Ning Xiu asked, puzzled.

He himself couldn't say for sure when he would return from fishing. Shuang'er was his playmate from the same village, and the fact that she could appear here so punctually meant that she had definitely been guarding the seaside all along.

"I'm waiting for you to come back, Brother Ashu. We promised to go to the city together last time, Brother Ashu, you can't lie to me." The woman said earnestly, supporting her waist.

Ning Xiu thought for a moment, then smiled helplessly. He seemed to have made such a promise before, but if Shuang'er hadn't brought it up, he would have forgotten about it.

Ning Xiu had known Shuang'er since childhood and they had a very good relationship. He always treated Shuang'er like a younger sister and doted on her.

Shuang'er often clung to him, and even though she was now a beautiful young woman, she still stayed by Ning Xiu's side every day, calling him "Brother Xiu" with a smile.

Some people once joked that Shuang'er was Ning Xiu's child bride, but Ning Xiu always just smiled at them.

"Alright, after I sell all the seafood on this boat, I'll take you to the city to buy jewelry." Ning Xiu jumped off the boat and started dragging the fishing nets on the fishing boat, laughing as he spoke.

Three years ago, his father said he would send him to Chaotiandu to serve as a demon-slaying officer, but later changed his mind. Ning Xiu was very unwilling, feeling that this would deprive him of his life.

But then he thought about it and as time went by, he got used to it. Maybe it wouldn't be bad to learn from his father and be a fisherman in this small fishing village for the rest of his life.

Ning Xiu didn't think much about his future. The reason he kept refusing every matchmaker's offer was not because he didn't want to get married.

But for some reason, even after three years, he still felt that something was off. If he continued to do things according to the current pattern, it might lead to some uncontrollable consequences.

Ning Xiu didn't want to see this kind of thing, so he had been avoiding it.

"Brother Ashu, the matchmaker from the next village came to our village again today. She said there's a fair-skinned young woman in her village who really likes you. Brother Ashu, you definitely wouldn't like a woman who's too weak to do any heavy work, right?"

Ning Xiu carried the fishing net, full of fish and shrimp, on his shoulder and slowly walked towards the village.

Shuang'er stayed by his side, constantly talking about what had happened in the village during Ning Xiu's absence.

"Yes, I won't get married." Ning Xiu nodded very firmly.

Upon hearing this, Shuang'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and her gaze towards Ning Xiu became filled with anticipation.

Everyone in the village probably knew about her little scheme, but no one brought it up. After all, Ning Xiu had rejected all the girls from the surrounding villages, so he probably wouldn't even consider the girls in his own village.

Upon returning to the village, Ning Xiu intended to go home first, as he had thought a lot about things over the past three years.

Being young and living as a fisherman for the rest of my life is not a good way to make a living.

A future that can be seen from the beginning is not what Ning Xiu wants. In the past three years, he has been guarding his mother's grave and constantly going out to sea to fish, and he has earned a lot of money. He is confident that he can go to the city to develop his career.

For me, this might be a new way out.

Before he even reached his doorstep, a villager suddenly rushed up to Ning Xiu and cried out anxiously, "Ning Xiu, hurry home and check on your father! He's dying!"

"What?!" Ning Xiu's face instantly paled in shock. He had only been at sea for two days, and his father was still in good health before he left. How could he suddenly be in such a state?

According to the customs of the fishing village, one must observe a three-year mourning period after the death of one's parents. Ning Xiu has already completed the three-year mourning period for his mother. If his father passes away, he will have to stay in the fishing village for another three years.

Three years after three years, one's spirit will be worn down. By then, one will probably never want to go out and make a living again. One will likely face reality and settle down in the fishing village to get married, have children, and live out one's life there.

This is not what Ning Xiu wanted.

Rushing home, I was greeted by a strong smell of Chinese herbal medicine as soon as I opened the door. My father was lying on the bed, pale and emaciated.

His eyes were sunken and his lips were bloodless; it was clear at a glance that he was terminally ill, and given his condition, he probably wouldn't last more than a few days.

"Father! How could this happen?" Ning Xiu walked to the bedside, grasped his father's hand, and asked incredulously.

Even if it were a sudden illness, it wouldn't cause someone to look so haggard and on the verge of death in just a few days.

"Xiu'er, your father is dying. I have no regrets about being able to see you one last time before I go. You must pass on the fishing skills I taught you, get married, and have a few big, healthy sons to carry on the Ning family line. Don't let your father die with regrets."

Ning Xiu's father looked at Ning Xiu with satisfaction, and after saying these words, he slowly closed his eyes and breathed his last.

"father!!!!"

The news of Ning Xiu's father's passing quickly spread throughout the entire fishing village, and villagers from every household came to pay their respects.

When Ning Xiu's father was alive, he was a well-known fisherman in the village with many apprentices, so his funeral was very grand, and he was buried in a place with auspicious feng shui.

Ning Xiu stood on his father's newly renovated grave, his heart heavy with sorrow.

He couldn't understand how his father, who was so robust and had lived so many years without ever suffering from a serious illness, could just suddenly pass away like that.

He was puzzled and confused, as if something in the dark was preventing him from leaving the fishing village.

Whenever this thought came to mind, Ning Xiu felt extremely puzzled.

I'm just a fisherman's child. Could there really be such terrible things in this world?

Is there really some being that can control people's birth, aging, sickness, and death, just so that it can stay in the fishing village and not travel far?

Ning Xiu couldn't understand it, nor could he comprehend it.

Shuang'er stood obediently behind Ning Xiu. She knew that Ning Xiu must be in a bad mood, so she didn't say anything and just silently accompanied him.

“Shuang’er,” Ning Xiu suddenly said.

"What's wrong, Ash?"

"Are you willing to wait for me? Let's get married after my father's mourning period is over." Over the years, Ning Xiu had always seen through Shuang'er's feelings.

He only wanted to leave the fishing village, so he had no intention of getting married and having children here, or leaving any ties behind.

But now, with his mother gone and his father gone, just as his father said before he left, he needs to take on the responsibility of continuing the Ning family line. He hasn't had much contact with girls over the years.

He was closest to Shuang'er and they got along the best. Shuang'er also liked him, and Ning Xiu was unwilling to marry any other girl, which made Shuang'er sad.

Since that's the case, then let's marry Shuang'er.

"Really? Brother Xiu, I do, I really do!" Shuang'er excitedly hugged Ning Xiu from behind, her words and actions filled with excitement and joy.

This was something she had dreamed of for many years.

……

Why is this happening?

The Evil Dragon King was shocked. Although Ning Xiu, who had been touched by the image of the Heavenly Father, did not suffer any injuries, his body began to undergo a strange change, becoming transparent.

Starting from his feet, his body began to become transparent, as if he might disappear from this world at any moment.

Furthermore, in the Evil Dragon King's mind, memories of Ning Xiu were uncontrollably disappearing. In just a short while, the Evil Dragon King could no longer remember Ning Xiu's origins.

Where did he come from?

"What kind of method is this?" The Evil Dragon King was greatly shocked.

Far away in the capital of the Great Shang Dynasty, the True Yang Emperor kept banging his stone head against the ground, muttering in great pain, "How could this be? Ning Xiu's memories are starting to disappear from my consciousness!"

As a great emperor of a past era, his divine consciousness was undoubtedly the strongest in the world. Even if only a remnant soul remained, it was not to be underestimated.

But now, Emperor Zhenyang is horrified to find that he is increasingly forgetting who Ning Xiu is. This must be because some powerful being is using extraordinary means to secretly sabotage Ning Xiu from behind.

Once this technique is successfully executed, no one in this world will remember Ning Xiu anymore, and Ning Xiu will completely disappear from this world, leaving no trace of his appearance or existence.

Chaotiandu, inside the Demon Subduing Division.

In the small courtyard where Ning Xiu once lived, A Ying lay on a recliner, quietly reading a book. Ning Xiu had left their entire team behind to work in Chaotian City, where they were responsible for carrying out the daily tasks of the Demon Subduing Division.

With the True Yang Emperor in charge, Chaotiandu is now living a peaceful life. No matter how great or small the evil spirits are, they cannot get even an inch near Chaotiandu.

This has left many of the Demon Slayers somewhat at a loss as to what to do next.

"Hmm..." A-Ying raised her beautiful eyebrows, covered her forehead, and couldn't help but frown.

In her memory, for some reason, there were gaps in her memories of Ning Xiu. Aying could no longer remember when she last met Ning Xiu.

"Captain, did something happen to you outside?" A-Ying put down the book in her hand and looked at the sky, muttering to herself.

……

Ning Xiu's body remained motionless in the air. His waist had disappeared, and everything below his waist had vanished into the air.

Moreover, the process of increasing transparency is continuing to spread. If this continues, Ning Xiu will truly disappear from this world completely in less than the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn.

The Evil Dragon King wanted to get closer to help, but an invisible force blocked the distance between him and Ning Xiu, preventing him from getting close to Ning Xiu and leaving him only able to stand on the outside and worry anxiously.

"Damn it, why does the Heavenly Father's Form have such an ability? I've never heard of it before," the Evil Dragon King roared.

Beyond the Gray Sea lies Celestial City.

The entire magnificent Celestial City was utterly silent, shrouded in gray fog without a single sound.

In a dimly lit stone chamber within the city, a pair of bright eyes, as clear as day, suddenly opened. An old woman muttered to herself, "How dare a mere evil spirit from outside the region attack my memories? How absurd!"

The old woman's consciousness instantly erupted with boundless divine light, quickly pinpointing which of her memories were being erased.

A series of memories flashed through her mind in an instant: a room where she had entrusted her only granddaughter to a young, inexperienced man.

"It's him!" the old woman suddenly remembered and exclaimed in surprise.

"Just as I predicted, this child is no ordinary person. Under the Great Annihilation Tide, less than one in ten of the living beings in this world survived. Only by finding a destined person can one rely on luck to survive. I entrusted A-Ying to him, gambling only on a sliver of hope. Now it seems that this child is indeed worth mentioning. How long has it been? Even the extraterrestrial evil spirits have to use the method of erasing traces in the river of time to deal with him."

"Very well, since I asked you for help first, I'll repay this favor now."

The old woman clasped her hands together, her fingers forming a mudra, and her entire body instantly burst forth with a shimmering divine light. Countless colorful halos circled around her, and countless flying wheels spun rapidly.

As she flicked her wrist, the flywheel quickly disappeared into the void, vanishing without a trace.

……