Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups-Chapter 497 - 295: Fangxiang the Man-Eater, Murderer Symbol_2

Li Dingjian continued to narrate:

"More importantly, each of their families has their own inherited ’Secret Realm,’ as well as special cultivation methods. These can help their members effectively eliminate mental issues caused by the awakening powers and stabilize their character."

"As for us ’mutants’ who accidentally awaken without family protection, the situation is much more dangerous. We not only need to be vigilant against official institutions but also constantly be wary of the uncontrollable power within us. A careless mistake could lead to self-destruction."

"You’ve gone through the actions of vying for the Golden Benba Bottle, so you should have deeply experienced the difficult plight we mutants face."

Fang Cheng nodded slightly, then again broached the crucial issue:

"Does our Fang Family bloodline also possess similar anomalies?"

Upon hearing this, Li Dingjian paused, with an expression turning somewhat complex, and sighed:

"The Fang Family... even though they look like ordinary people now, if you really trace back to the ancestors, they were once prestigious."

He raised his head, looking at Fang Cheng, his voice tinged with a distant tone.

"Regarding the Fang lineage’s inheritance, it can be traced back to the ancient clan period. Legend has it that under the Yellow Emperor, there was a general named Fang Xiangshi. He had a terribly ugly appearance like an Evil Ghost but had the ability to eat ghosts, specially tasked with exterminating monsters and sweeping away pestilence gods."

"Historical records note that he was clad in bear skin, wore a golden four-eyed mask, wielding a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, leading twelve bizarre creatures to clear the road ahead, instilling fear in the enemy who avoided him."

"In later ritual ceremonies, people even imitated his appearance to drive away evil for the rulers, also called ’Nuoshen.’ Fang Xiangshi was the legitimate ancestral founder of the Fang Family."

"Later, during the Yu Dynasty two thousand years ago, the Fang Family was also a respected and influential clan, producing quite a few accomplished figures. Unfortunately, as they reached their peak, they gradually declined, assimilating into ordinary people."

"Still, even after the decline, the Fang Family bloodline intermittently produced some highly renowned individuals."

Li Dingjian shifted the focus from earlier nostalgia, replaced by a long sigh:

"But these people... alas, without exception, bore a tainted reputation, with hands stained by blood. They were either sea pirates or tyrants in turbulent times... in short, all were inherently murderous, ruthless characters."

At this point, his brows furrowed, and his tone became more somber.

"Others think these are merely accidental cases, yet they don’t know it is all affected by the bloodline’s power, manifested through genetic inheritance."

"Gaining powerful abilities, however, inevitably comes with the counterproductive consequences of the power."

Li Dingjian explained in a deep voice:

"Without the family inheritance and Secret Realm’s protection, accidental awakening bloodline descendants are prone to lose control over the violent and crazy factors embedded in the power, ultimately losing themselves and turning into monsters obsessed with slaughter, repeating their ancestors’ historical mistakes."

He looked at Fang Cheng, eyes filled with deep worry:

"So, Ah Cheng, you must remember to maintain your character, not indulge in reckless behavior or slaughter just because you possess power. You need to learn to endure, restrain your desires, or else... the consequences are unimaginable. You might even become a target of everyone’s wrath!"

Listening to his uncle’s narration, Fang Cheng’s heart surged, akin to a boulder cast into a deep pond.

After quietly digesting for a moment, he finally asked the question that had always troubled him:

"Uncle, how did my dad... die back then?"

Upon hearing this, Li Dingjian’s body abruptly stiffened, a flicker of pain and struggle flashed in his eyes.

Sitting there silently, he seemed to think for a long time, still worried about Fang Cheng’s condition.

In the end, he shook his head:

"Ah Cheng, if given the choice, I hope you would just be an ordinary person, living peacefully because that was your father’s wish as well."

"As for the truth behind his death, now is not the time to tell you."

Li Dingjian paused, looking at Fang Cheng with utmost seriousness, emphasized firmly:

"You only need to remember one thing, your father... he was wronged. He was absolutely not a Murderer!"

The sunlight outside remained bright, illuminating the room spaciously.

The distant laughter of lakeside tourists also faintly echoed, like the background noise of another world.

Due to this conversation, the atmosphere inside the room became oppressive and heavy.

It’s as if even the air around them seemed burdensome.

Li Dingjian did not want this stifling atmosphere to continue.

He forced himself to smile, stood up.

"Alright, let’s not talk about these unhappy things. I just got back, haven’t had a proper rest."

"So tonight, I’ve booked the best restaurant in town, a private room at Qilin Pavilion, and invited your mom and grandfather. We’ll have a family gathering to welcome you and also myself."

Upon hearing this, Fang Cheng promptly collected his emotions, no longer dwelling on previous issues.

Then he followed and stood up, seeing his uncle to the door.

Li Dingjian waved farewell, just about to open the door to leave.

Fang Cheng suddenly spoke up:

"Uncle, could you help me pass a message to Professor? I want to meet him."

Li Dingjian, hearing this, was surprised: "Professor? What do you need him for?"

His expression immediately became tense again.

Seeing that he might have misunderstood, Fang Cheng displayed a reassuring smile and explained: