Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Zhou Xiuyun opened his arms and the color of Yan Yue, as if to bring all the teenagers into his arms.

If you ignore what she is saying, just look at her benevolent divine colour and the milky “holy light” that emanates behind her, it's like giving the teenagers a great “gospel”.

Yet this “gospel” keeps all teenagers out of the cold and out of anger.

“Too, too, too ridiculous! ”

Chu Zhiyun finally couldn't help but shed two lines of tears in anger. He shouted, "What kind of 'grace’ is this? Even the demon king in the depths of the Nine Ghosts would not be so despicable and evil! And say we're heretics? No, we just want to know the true face of the best master, to hear the truth of what the gods have told us. I didn't expect this to happen to you!

“In my opinion, you are heretics, you are demons, you are the ones who have turned away from the gods, and you are under the banner of the gods, but you are doing what the devils do. You will never get my cooperation. I...”

The girl struggled desperately, the shackles on her hands and feet shouted, the lightning currents flashed instantly, the arc ran all over her body again, beating her delicate skin, making her tears become a sticky blood color, and then a whimper.

“If you're not heretic, why don't you take a little test? ”

Faced with the curse of Chu's cloud biting teeth, Zhou Xiuyun's smiling face did not have a slight emotional fluctuation, and still faded away, “It is a simple logic - if you truly believe in the gods and believe that all fate is the arrangement of the gods, then you should firmly believe in what is happening now, and that the gods are testing you, and you should meet this test peacefully and even joyfully, testing your devotion to them with the utmost pain.

“Believe me, the more rigorous, painful, and long the Gods test you, the more important, the more sacred, the more critical the Gods' mission will be in your hands.

“However, look at yourself, look at you jumping up and down, roaring like thunder, you dare not face the Gods' test on you! You're not heretical. What is it? ”

“Bullshit! ”

Chu Zhiyun laughed furiously, “I will never believe your bullshit again. If it is a common test, even if I face the iron and steel flood of the Empire on the battlefield, I will be fearless, the blood battle will end! But now you're going to erase my emotions, my memories, my thoughts, even my brain, and who's going to agree with this ridiculous, crazy ‘test’? If it were you, would you still be absolutely calm and devout to the gods in this situation? ”

“Yes, I know you don't believe it, but I didn't have to ‘do it for me’, and I did, and I've been put to the same test as you. ”

Zhou Xiuyun's mouth precisely pulled up a standard curve, calmly said, “My... good sister. ”

“What?”

Chu Zhiyun suddenly lost consciousness. Words jammed down his throat. He glanced at his tongue. “You, what are you talking about? ”

“All the pain and suffering you're about to experience, I've all experienced - more than ten times as strong as you. ”

Zhou Xiuyun said, “In fact, I was the first generation of 'demon children', and at that time there wasn't even a name 'demon children project’, when researchers called me and my eight hundred and forty-seven brothers and sisters‘ Fae ’.

“I was born more than a hundred years ago, in the most rampant years of heresy, when even the most devout priests and the most knowledgeable brain scientists did not have very effective means and too much data on how to study 'heresy' or ‘demonic child', and they could only… over and over again, conduct simple and crude experiments that would constantly cut, cut, patch, fuse, tear, corrode and repair our brains, and believe me, compared to those experimental projects, what you just saw was a little witch seeing a great witch.

“In a long and painful experiment, hundreds of my brothers and sisters were unable to bear it, and no matter how many restorative drugs were injected into their brains, their spirits continued to wither and fade.

“I alone, even in the darkest and most painful times, have not forgotten the mission that the gods have given me, and even if my brain is immersed in a black marsh beneath a black abyss, I can see a holy light, illuminated from the midair, gently soothing my cerebral cortex and divine soul.

“Relying on the refuge of the gods, I persisted in decades of long experiments, was completely ‘cured', and 'chronically ill as a good doctor’, activated the deepest talents of the brain and became one of the best brain scientists in the Alliance, the head of the 'Demon Boy Project'.

“Hopefully, my story will give you little comforts and encouragement for these ‘heretic sons' who are lost in the Dark Vortex, and perhaps, as long as you never give up your faith in the gods, you will be able to be completely ‘healed', like me, and make a greater contribution in your new post.

“Of course, I may not have been cured yet, making me head of the Demon Boy Project, part of the test and experiment, a ‘ultimate test' for me, but what does it matter if the cure doesn't heal? I know that I am giving a little power in some way, for the gods, for the heavens, for the harmony of the universe and for order, that's enough, my heart is so calm that I'm happy with everything that's coming. ”

“You, you...”

Chu Zhiyun took two steps backwards, his subconscious went to grab Dongka's hand, but his hands were tied tightly, how could he not tear it apart?

She wanted to say that Zhou Xiuyun was completely insane, but she swallowed back to her mouth because she yelled "You are insane” at a lunatic and was wasting her energy.

She just bowed her back and gasped and mumbled, "What did you just call me," sister "? ”

“Yes, in terms of meaningless kinship, we have the same matrilineal gene provider, the same mother. ”

Zhou Xiuyun bluntly said, “Our mother was the most evil ‘heretic’ of the Alliance over a hundred years ago, and even the most dangerous, evil, and alluring ‘heretic’ of the Alliance thousands of years since its founding. Although she was defeated by divine punishment more than a hundred years ago, her venom still erodes the Alliance's muscles, and the heretical organization she formed with her own hands even shows signs of resurgence.

“The 'Demon Child Project' was originally created to study her mindset and behavioral patterns, and for a hundred years we tried to combine her genes with all kinds of normal or dangerous genes to create a whole new generation of 'demon children', and I was the first generation, and you were the twenty-ninth generation, very close to her generation.

“In creating you, we have eliminated the effects of patrilineal genes as much as possible, preserving only the genetic characteristics of the mother, making you and her more than 97% alike, and in a way, you're not only her daughter, you're even her.

“So we started watching you early on and were amazed by your incredible abilities, and we know that you have the ability to freely control brain waves and hormone secretion, and you can simulate extremely cold brain wave models with extraordinary computational power, forming a fabulous and unimaginable 'disguise' that looks like you were born indifferent, without emotions, like other saints, but in fact, you are a passionate and self-righteous man, you are born with no faith in authority, no faith in anything others tell you, you have a small world of your own, you are… your own god!

“This is a genetic defect, even an 'awakening bomb' that was implanted in the human body by extraterritorial celestial demons in the age of the floods, and it is with this evil gene that those extraterritorial celestial demons used to destroy the Daughters and the ancient alliance of human traitors, except that the 'genetic bomb' in your body exploded hundreds of thousands of years later.

“Look, we know everything, and now that we have precisely located this genetic defect, the next step is to find a cure for it, or to screen out and destroy all those who carry it, and completely cut off the possibility of a resurgence of heresy - that's your sacred mission, our two sisters, to atone for our mother, the one who has been eroded by the demons, who will never be able to pull herself out.

“Any more questions, my sister? ”

“You...”

Chu Zhiyun's heart was so numb, he had just frozen into two rows of upper and lower teeth of ice, and finally hit each other, making a "clicking” sound.

Her pale lips shivered for half a day before she asked, “I wonder, what does little day have to do with you, is she really your daughter? Besides, we obviously accidentally touched the roadside bomb, fell into the sewer, was rushed all the way to the south of the city, we didn't even know where we were, how could you lock us up so quickly? ”

“Little days are indeed my ‘daughters', but such an identity is meaningless. ”

Zhou Xiuyun cold-blooded, “The so-called 'mother and daughter affection’ is nothing more than the remnants of animal instincts in us. In order to devote my whole body and mind to the sacred mission, I should not hesitate to cut it off. To me, Xiaotian is just a test object of the 'magic child project', or even a tool to test my ‘healing’.

“As for locking you in, it's very simple, I didn't move a little bit on you, but I put a special tracer in my veins every day, and within 24 hours, it will accompany her heat consumption, releasing very special breaths and fluctuations, and only I, her physiological mother, can feel it, as long as you haven't escaped 500 miles from the circle, no matter how many tall buildings are blocked in the middle, will I lock it precisely! ”