Chapter 262
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Chapter 262: Seeking Forgiveness
Cangnan City, Old Town.
In a small, dilapidated house, the fragrant aroma of cooking wafted out. Auntie carried a plate of hot dishes to the table and called out loudly:
“Ajin, it’s time to eat!”
On the balcony, Yang Jin stood alone, his gaze fixed on the distance, seemingly lost in thought.
Seeing that Yang Jin did not respond, Auntie wiped her hands on her apron and muttered as she walked toward the balcony, “You child, I’m calling you to eat!”
Only then did Yang Jin come back to his senses. “Got it, Mom.”
He walked to the table, looked at the dishes, and pursed his lips.
“Xiao Hei Lai doesn’t know where he’s gone to play; he still hasn’t come back. The thunder outside is so loud; there should be a heavy rain soon, right?” Auntie chattered as she sat down. Noticing Yang Jin still dazed, she asked in confusion:
“Eat! What are you still dazing around for? What’s wrong with you today? You’ve been so absent-minded.”
“Nothing… nothing at all.” Yang Jin slowly sat down, picked up the chopsticks beside him, and served a portion of food…
He placed it in Auntie’s bowl.
“Mom, eat more.”
Auntie was taken aback. “I’m eating, you should eat more yourself.”
Yang Jin nodded and quietly began to eat.
The rumbling thunder came from outside, and flashes of lightning crisscrossed the sky. In the distance, faint golden lights slowly rose.
“What’s going on with the weather today?” Auntie said while eating, “Thunder, earthquakes, and it’s been half a day without a glimpse of sunlight.”
I don’t even know when the clothes hanging on the balcony will dry. I still have to wear them to work at the factory tonight… By the way, you’ll have to cook dinner yourself tonight; Mom is on the night shift and won’t be back.
Yang Jin responded with an “mm,” but after a moment of silence, he spoke up:
“Mom.”
“Mm?”
“You’ve worked hard to raise me and my brother for over ten years, living a life of hardship… Do you regret it?”
Auntie was taken aback by this question, then laughed and scolded, “What nonsense are you saying? With you and your brother being such understanding kids, Mom is more than happy!”
Besides, what’s wrong with a hard life? Mom has grown up in hardship since childhood. If you were to let me live in those big houses now, I wouldn’t be used to it.
Auntie looked up, glancing around the cramped yet familiar home, and smiled.
“It’s still more reassuring to live at home.”
Yang Jin looked at the smile on Auntie’s face, momentarily stunned, and then a smile appeared on his youthful face as well.
“Then… in the future, when everything is over, when my brother comes back, can we return to this old house and live together?”
“Mom would like that.” Auntie shook her head with a smile, “But you and your brother are both going to find wives; how can you continue living with this old lady in a place like this? As long as you both come back to visit often, Mom will be very happy.”
As her words fell, Auntie looked at her fingertips and suddenly froze.
Golden lights were drifting away from her fingertips.
She stared blankly at this scene. “What… what is happening?”
Yang Jin’s lips trembled slightly, his face pale as he struggled to maintain a smile, softly speaking to Auntie:
“Mom, don’t be afraid… everything will be alright.”
Auntie looked closely at the lights spreading from her fingertips to her palm, her expression filled with increasing confusion.
“Ajin, is Mom… going to leave?”
Yang Jin opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found himself unable to speak, only able to silently clench his hands and slowly lower his head…
A hand gently lifted his chin.
Auntie’s eyes seemed to hold something more; memories long sealed opened up. Knowing her fate, she gently wiped away the tears at the corners of Yang Jin’s eyes, a smile appearing on her weathered face.
“Ajin, Mom has to go.”
Yang Jin could no longer hold back; tears streamed uncontrollably from his eyes. He stood up and embraced his mother tightly, choking out:
“Mom, Mom… I’m sorry, I’m really sorry…”
Ten years ago, we were still in the cycle of reincarnation, unable to catch up with all this, unable to stand in front of you to stop this tragedy from happening…
It was us who couldn’t save those hundreds of thousands of lives… and couldn’t save you.
I’m sorry…
Auntie held Yang Jin in a daze, her eyes filled with confusion.
“Ajin, you are…”
Yang Jin raised his head, looking into Auntie’s eyes, his red eyes flashing with a faint divine aura.
Auntie murmured, “So that’s it… you are actually… I can have such a special child in my life.”
Yang Jin clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into his flesh, blood dripping down… He took two steps back and slowly knelt before Auntie, deeply bowing.
“I, Yang Jin, representing the gods of Daxia… apologize to all the victims of Cangnan City!”
We… have arrived late.
Auntie stood up, helping Yang Jin from the ground. She looked into his eyes filled with guilt and self-blame, smiled gently, and embraced him.
“Silly child, it’s good that you’re back.”
“Mom, don’t worry.” Yang Jin took a deep breath, determination shining in his eyes, “Ten years ago, we couldn’t catch up with all this… Thanks to my brother, today, we have another chance.”
A chance to save everyone.
A silver light flashed in Yang Jin’s hand, revealing a gray cloth bag. “This is the Soul Gathering Bag, a treasure of the Heavenly Sovereign, capable of holding the souls of all the victims in this city.”
Now that the divine realm is shattered, the souls retained in the human world are separating again. I will use this Soul Gathering Bag to collect all the souls, and when the Heavenly Sovereign reshapes everyone’s bodies, you can be revived.
At that time, Cangnan will reappear in the world!
Yang Jin looked into Auntie’s eyes and said seriously, “Mom, please bear with it in the bag for a while; one day, our family will be reunited.”
Auntie smiled slightly, “Mom believes in you.”
Golden lights enveloped Auntie’s entire body, and she gradually began to fade away. She walked up to Yang Jin and gently stroked his face for the last time…
“Ajin, take care of yourself, and take care of your brother.”
“Don’t worry, Mom.” Yang Jin said earnestly, “My brother will be fine.”
Auntie nodded, her entire being transforming into golden lights, dissipating into the air. Faintly, a voice echoed in the air.
“Wait for you to come home…”
Golden lights surged out of the window, rising into the sky, merging into a golden torrent.
Yang Jin walked to the window, opened the cloth bag in his hand, and his deep voice echoed in every corner of the city.
“—Souls, return!!”
The golden torrent seemed to find its direction, quickly rushing into the Soul Gathering Bag, and in an instant, it was all contained within.
Yang Jin silently tied up the bag in his hand, turned to look at the empty house, and after a long silence, stepped outside.
As soon as he opened the door, a six or seven-year-old child in a bright red hoodie stood at the entrance, seemingly waiting for him.
“Nezha.” Yang Jin looked at him and calmly asked, “What are you doing here?”
The boy shrugged, “Whatever you do, I’ll do too.”
Yang Jin narrowed his eyes, “How much of your power has recovered? Are you going to seek death?”
“If you go alone, it’s also seeking death.” The boy replied slowly, “Among us gods, only you have fully recovered, but even so, you might not be able to kill a fully intact foreign god.”
“I still have a hundred years of reincarnation power.” Yang Jin said lightly.
Nezha frowned slightly, “Overdrawing divine power? Do you know what the consequences are?”
“That’s not important… I only know that I am the Erlang God of Daxia.” Yang Jin took step after step forward, “We have been missing for a hundred years, and we must announce to the world in the most direct and shocking way… the gods of Daxia have returned.”
And now, only I can do this.
He glanced at the little boy and said lightly, “As for you all… take your time to recover your powers; in the future, we will need you to protect this nation.”
He stepped forward, placed his finger to his lips, and whistled.
A black, fierce dog came from afar, stained with the blood of two giant beasts, exuding an unparalleled terrifying aura.
It was Xiao Hei Lai!
Yang Jin gently patted the fierce dog’s head, and with his other hand, he grasped the void, summoning a three-pronged double-edged knife surrounded by silver lightning.
Holding the knife, he slowly raised his head, looking at the chaotic thunder in the distance, and calmly stepped forward.
With the first step, he instantly entered the “Zhan” realm;
With the second step, his realm directly ascended to the “Chi” realm;
With the third step, “Chuan” realm!
With the fourth step, “Hai” realm!
With the fifth step, “Wuliang”!
With the sixth step, “Klein”!
With the seventh step… he became a god!
The terrifying divine pressure radiated from Yang Jin, silver lightning swirling around him. He held the three-pronged double-edged knife, accompanied by the howling celestial dog, and a divine eye opened from his brow!
A beam of divine light pierced through heaven and earth!
“Howling Heaven…
Amidst the roaring lightning, Yang Jin looked down at Xiao Hei Lai and slowly spoke:
“Let’s go… we are going to kill gods.”
