Chapter 17: The Vow of the Lost Mother
In the quite of the ancestral sanctuary, Guardian Yunshan sat with Wei Xian under the glow of ancient murals. His voice, usually steady and reserved, now carried the weight of a painful truth.
"Long ago," Yunshan began, "Your mother belonged to the illustrious Wang Family–a lineage whose power eclipses even that of the Primodel Family. Though the Wang were revered for their strength and influence, your mother's heart yearned for freedom. When she fell in love with your father, she dared to defy the strict confines of her birthright. Under cover of darkness, she fled the oppressive expectations of the Wang Family to forged a new life with him, and it was in that hidden exile that you were born."
Yunshan's eyes softened as he continued,
"But to protect both you and herself, she was forced to restrain her true power–a power so vast that, if unleashed, it could alter the very fabric of the lower realm. Instead, she sacrificed her full potential, channeling just enough strength to ensure your safe arrival. Yet, the Wang Family's watchful eyes were not so easily deceived. They soon discovered her betrayal. With relentless precision, they tracked her down and reclaimed her, sealing her fate within the impenetrable walls their dominion."
A heavy silence fell between them as Wei Xian absorbed the revelation. The realization of his mother's sacrifice–her constrained might and the curel twist of fate that tore her away–ignited a fierce determination within him.His eyes glowed with a promise forged in sorrow and resolve.
"I swear,"Wei Xian vowed, his voice echoing against the ancient stone,"I will grow stronger than anyone has ever imagined. I will master the forbidden arts and awaken the full potential of my bloodline. No longer will the chains of our past hold us captive. I will shatter the might of the Wang Family and bring my mother back to us–free her from the bonds imposed upon her, so that we may finally reunite."
In that moment, under the watchful guidance of Guardian Yunshan and the silent blessings of his ancestors, the Dark Shadow King embraced his destiny anew. His promise was not merely a personal oath–it was the spark that would ignite an epic crusade, bridging the rift between two mighty legacies and reshaping the balance of power in both the lower realm and the exalted Upper Realm.
In that night, somewhere, in the mountains near the Primodel Family territory Wei Tianxing Wei Xian father and the Primodel Family patriarch sat on the mountain drinking celestial wine and watching the moon in the sky his voice always cold and indifferent face but today's night his voice soft and fell with regret saying "Xue'er I miss you".