Chapter 739: Aunt?

Yun Yang turned around in shock, his gaze scanning his surroundings. He was, once again, bewildered by what he saw.

Besides Supreme Earth's room, all the other eight rooms had their doors flung wide open as well!

Each room was occupied by these violet crystals as well, filled to the brim.

Plop!

Stunned insensate, Yun Yang fell to the floor, weaving drunkenly- an unfortunate situation, akin to hitting rocks with eggs.

A certain someone had been forcefully transferred the energy of heaven and earth and was cleansed inside out, countless times. The many cycles of physical torment had stripped away the person's garments and clothes long ago... he was bare all over. Clumsily collapsing onto the floor now, of course, he was hitting rocks with - cough, eggs.

"Could this be the Residence of Nine Supremes' actual secret?" Yun Yang, who was still in his birthday suit, was bereft of thought. He looked at the purple spiritual Qi crystals in a stupor, feeling his scalp tingle.

"With these resources right before me, I'm afraid it'd be more than enough to make a ruler of the universe? Even if one wished to be a living immortal, how could such ample resources be needed?"

Yun Yang muttered while pinching his thigh. No matter how he pinched, however, he did not feel the pain. After the huge accident, he was actually no longer aware of the sensation.

"Oh my God!" Yun Yang panted harshly.

He had thought that it must have been the greatest joy in the world for his cultivation base to leap forward at such a great scale, but he now knew that there was a bigger surprise left to him.

Yet, when the element of surprise was so shocking that it exceeded the litigant's knowledge, it became a burden. For example, the bountiful resources right now were far beyond Yun Yang's known boundary; even if the whole Tianxuan Continent was dug apart, it could not produce a twentieth or even a tenth of these resources. However, to say that these crystals could create a ruler of the universe was a far cry; it was more like a pretentious assumption of the frog in the well...

On the contrary, before the frog hopped out of the well, the sky it saw would only be as big. Similarly, Yun Yang was caught in the same situation. Despite his experience and knowledge, as well as his many encounters, he could not help the shock that overtook him when he gazed upon the purple spiritual Qi crystals.

Based on his current knowledge, he honestly had no idea what resources, what kind of people, or even what magical skill was needed to be able to assemble so many spiritual Qi crystals! He did not even know what these were called, but the rarity of these items could not be put to question.

Therefore, he was utterly dumbstruck.

There seemed to be a purple glow at the corners of his eyes that was bright enough to hurt.

Yun Yang turned around abruptly to see a purple jade flute lying where the Nine Heavens Dictum was originally placed. The item was glowing with a sparkling brilliance.

"Purple jade flute?" Yun Yang thought it looked rather familiar.

Was this not the flute Heaven's Inquisition Gu Chaliang had always been fiddling with? Why was it here then?

Yun Yang went closer and gently took the flute into his hands. The touch was warm and he experienced an abstract sense of fondness for the instrument. After a moment, an indescribable sense of amicability suddenly blossomed.

Concurrently, the podium that originally held the Nine Heavens Dictum suddenly exuded a faint glow. A slim figure in red then flowed out of it gracefully, standing dozens of feet away from where Yun Yang was rooted in shocked silence.

The crimson silhouette was vague, its face similarly so, but its outline was slender as it stood in the air, ethereal and otherworldly.

No matter how one concentrated one's gaze, the face of the silhouette could not be discerned. Even its particular shape was not clear. In spite of this, the airy grace and slenderness, as well as the poise and allure were clearly perceptible to Yun Yang.

There was only one thought in Yun Yang's mind; the person right in front of him now must be an absolute beauty he had never seen before! Her charisma must be unparalleled since the beginning of time! She would be a beauty no one across the world could be on par with!

He could ascertain all of this with a single glance.

Such a person, despite the vastness of this universe and the endless cycle of fate and mystical Qi, could not be replicated.

She stood there quietly, but it felt like she was dancing with light, bouncy steps, like a fairy in the nine heavens. It was as if the whole world was doing a pirouette to complement her dance.

Yet, she did not move.

This was the first feeling that one could sense emanating from her. Then, the second feeling slowly bubbled to the surface. It seemed that this shadow in front of Yun Yang exuded an incredible affection, so endearing that the youth wanted nothing more than to be close and dote upon this creature, a feeling that rose from the bottom of his heart.

It was an inexplicable sense of joy and contentment.

On the illusory face of the silhouette dressed in red, there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at Yun Yang in silence. She spoke suddenly, her voice clear but faint, "Child, these are your aunt's1 gifts to you. Do you like it?"

"Aunt?" Yun Yang cried involuntarily, feeling his heart thump and his throat suddenly turn parched. "You... you're my aunt?"

It was a spontaneous reply. His head was a mess.

'Since when do I have an aunt? This person in front of me is my aunt? Where do we even start to make sense of this?'

This was his only consideration. As for the so-called gift, it did not even cross his mind.

The silhouette in red sighed softly and said, "My poor child, you've suffered much along the way."

It was a simple line, but Yun Yang was struck by a sudden impulse to bawl, like a child who had been mistreated for ages and could finally vent the negative emotions buried deep within him, when he suddenly saw his family, his support.

Just as the thought sprouted, Yun Yang's eyes were rimmed red.

The red shadow spoke distantly in a furious tone, "Your aunt has always disliked disobedient and unfilial children. However, when you see your father in the future and intend to beat him up to vent your anger, I'll make an exception and support you. There have never been parents who are crueler in this world! It's too much!"

"These are a far reach from the gifts I've prepared for you, but your father actually complained about the abundance, despite this bit of support... Ridiculous! What a maniac! It's repulsive!" The crimson figure spoke tenderly, "My child, your aunt will provide you with more in the future. We have a long way to go."

A far reach! This was considered a bit?

Yun Yang was mentally prepared, but he was still shocked by the use of these two phrases.

'You - this much is called a little bit?'

The woman dressed in red watched Yun Yang affectionately and asked, "Child, do you have anything you want to say?"

Yun Yang was frozen. Various emotions took him on a rollercoaster ride when he heard her question. Overwhelmed, he asked in a sob with red-rimmed eyes, "Who - who am I? Who are my parents? My father is still here? Then what about my mother? Who is she?"

Somehow, he trusted the lady in red's words without a sliver of doubt.

'This is my aunt! There is no doubt about it!'

Translator Note:

¬1aunt (姑姑gū gū): Addressing the sister of one's parents is distinguished between the sister of one's father and the sister of one's mother in Mandarin. Here, it refers to the older/younger sister of Yun Yang's father.