The Only Cultivator in a World of Hunters

The more Mark listened to his mother tell the story, the more unbelievable it felt. But that system that talked like it was punching someone in the ears really did have power beyond anything he could imagine.

What was even more unbelievable was that the system had taken the initiative to do this for Mark. His parents had been dead for many years, and other than going back to the past, Mark couldn’t think of any other possibility.

Of course, this time Mark had guessed completely wrong. If he casually ran back to the past, he would definitely be punished extremely severely by both Michael and Lucifer.

The system had just asked Michael for help because Michael could exist at every moment at the same time. Only this way could this be accomplished.

Of course, under normal circumstances, Michael wouldn’t do this. This time, it was because Michael wanted to show respect to Nexus that he agreed to help the system. There absolutely wouldn’t be another exception next time.

"Believe it now? You’re really my stupid son; you haven’t changed at all after all these years."

Mark’s father clicked his tongue, but the smile on his face couldn’t be hidden.

Mark’s tears fell like rain once again. This time, he didn’t say anything and just stood there crying like a child.

"What are you crying for? You should smile. With this opportunity, other people can want it all they want, but they won’t get it."

Seeing his son cry, Mark’s father felt like crying along with him, but if he cried too, how could he be a reliable pillar of emotional support?

"That mysterious person gave us a choice of several things called spiritual roots. I chose the wind spiritual root because I want your life in the future to be as free as the wind. I don’t want you to keep silently carrying things that are too much for you."

As a mother who loved her son, she was naturally heartbroken when she heard about what Mark had been through. That was why she wanted Mark to be as free as the wind, flying freely across the sky without anything holding him back.

"Thank you..."

There were so many things he wanted to say in his heart, but by the time the words left Mark’s mouth, only those words remained.

"What are you crying for? Hurry up and open it to see the gift I chose for you." Mark’s father nudged Mark’s shoulder to urge him to quickly choose one of the two gifts.

Mark nodded repeatedly and opened the second box. This time, the light that came out had the color of earth, accompanied by the words: Supreme - Earth Spiritual Root.

Looking at the two spiritual roots that both had the prefix ’Supreme’, Mark suddenly thought of the system. The system kept saying it was random, but could this really count as random?

It was true that Mark couldn’t choose freely, but of course Mark’s parents would choose the best one possible for Mark.

The more he thought about it, the more Mark felt that if he got another chance, he would flatter the system as much as possible. This was definitely the most profitable investment in the universe.

"What does this one mean?"

"I don’t think the same way as your mother. I think being free and carefree, forgetting the past, would be no different from taking everything you’ve worked for these years lightly. I want you to be as steady as the earth, able to bear the weight of the entire world without being shaken at all. If you’re easily shaken, how can you take revenge?"

As soon as Mark’s father finished speaking, he was immediately beaten up badly by his mother. His mother was also a hunter, so she was very good at fighting, and every hit was aimed at a vital point. If he had a body, Mark’s father would already be lying flat on the floor.

"How dare you advise him to take revenge? Hasn’t he suffered enough?"

Even though he was beaten terribly, Mark’s father still seriously stared into Mark’s mother’s eyes.

"I’m not advising Mark to take revenge. Mark’s life is something he should decide for himself. Mark hasn’t been a child for a very long time."

After saying that, the two of them stopped and looked at Mark together to see what Mark’s final choice would be. No matter what Mark chose, they would respect it.

Mark remained silent, his eyes fixed on the two boxes in his hands. Both of them were good things, and he really wanted to take both, but cultivating with two spiritual roots was no different from destroying himself.

His eyes shifted left and right several times, finally stopping on one box.

"I choose the earth spiritual root."

"Hahaha, see? My choice really was the best for our son."

As soon as Mark’s father heard that, he burst out laughing, but immediately got slapped across the mouth by a hand. His wife’s fierce gaze made him shut up at once.

"Even though I feel a little disappointed, I’ll still support your decision. If you want revenge, then... Smash that Wolf guild!"

The kind mother who wished for her son to be free and safe immediately transformed into a battle god blazing with fighting spirit.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want revenge; she just cared more about her son’s life. Since her son was determined like this, she had to give him her full support.

"Hahaha, thank you both so much. One day, I’ll get justice for our family."

Looking at the two of them, Mark smiled with satisfaction and moved forward. The earth spiritual root also merged with his soul at this moment, making his soul stronger than ever.

"You brat, remember to eat properly! My son isn’t a walking skeleton."

"Goodbye. Even if we can’t meet again, believe that we’ll always be by your side."

Mark’s family waved goodbye. This space also quickly disappeared completely. Everything only happened in a brief moment in the real world, but it became a huge source of motivation that allowed Mark to keep moving forward on the path he had chosen.

Mark’s body floating in the air was now covered in a stream of light. The power from the spiritual root, along with a little manipulation from the system, had completely restored Mark’s body.

Not only that, the quality of every cell had been raised to a completely new level. Although he still looked like a malnourished, skin-and-bones guy, his strength had now increased several times over.

"Let’s start round two, bastard."