In Dongfang Jing's eyes, the scene before him was as if the speed-up button had been pressed.
The once harmonious and warm family of three suddenly encountered a change of events.
One day after Yao'er's third birthday, their neighbor Wang Kun, a seemingly kind but thin man, knocked on their door.
He brought the devastating news of his adoptive parents' deaths.
Dongfang Yao was born precocious and was much smarter than children of the same age.
She could certainly understand what was happening.
But in front of outsiders, she still forced herself to appear innocent and naive, as if she knew nothing.
However, from that day on, every night in the dead of night, she would secretly hide under the covers, cover her mouth tightly with the blanket, and sob softly.
Those suppressed cries were like needles piercing Dongfang Jing's heart.
Then, the helpless Dongfang Yao accepted the "kindness" of her neighbor Wang Kun and began to receive his "care".
She thought she had met a kind person.
But she didn't know that Wang Kun's true identity was that of a degenerate.
The entire city of Lingfeng had already been secretly infiltrated by the evil organization he belonged to.
Ultimately, from Dongfang Jing's perspective as an outsider, he could only watch helplessly as his younger sister, who had once been as warm as a little sun, gradually fell into the abyss under Wang Kun's feigned affection.
He saw the ferocious and perverse smile on Wang Kun's withered face.
He saw the fear and despair that filled Xiao Yao'er's once clear and bright eyes in the last moments of her life.
"ah..."
His bangs covered Dongfang Jing's eyes, making it impossible to see his expression.
He clenched his fists tightly, his illusory body trembling violently from extreme rage.
Although he had expected it, seeing it with his own eyes and hearing the sounds still made it difficult for him to remain calm.
"Calm down... calm down..."
Dongfang Jing took a deep breath and tried to adjust her mindset.
He kept telling himself that this was just a divine test, an illusion, a past that he had already altered and that did not exist.
"Yao'er's story... has come to an end."
"I hope the next person's story will be... more exciting."
He thought so.
However, the familiar wooden house reappeared before his eyes the next moment.
It's still the same home without the "Oriental Mirror".
It's still a tragedy that the adoptive parents died unexpectedly.
This time, however, Yao'er in this timeline did not choose to believe Wang Kun.
With her innate vigilance, she suspected that behind Wang Kun's smile lay hypocrisy.
So, she found an opportunity, packed up the little savings her family had left into a small bundle, and quietly left Linfeng City alone, heading to an unknown distance.
Upon seeing this, a glimmer of hope ignited in Dongfang Jing's heart.
However, hope was soon dashed.
How can a three-year-old girl with no power survive alone in this chaotic and dangerous world?
Soon, Yao'er, who was lost in the wilderness because she didn't know the way, encountered a group of wandering Soul Master bandits.
In the end, he suffered a tragic fate, losing both his money and his life.
The next moment, the scene before my eyes flashed again.
It's the same familiar house, the same familiar people, the same familiar... ending.
This time, Yao'er did not leave Linfeng City. She tried to seek help from the Martial Soul Branch Hall of Linfeng City, but was treated as an unreasonable wild child and kicked out.
This is to be expected, because this branch hall has already been infiltrated from the inside out.
If we went to another city, there might still be hope that we could see Yao'er wearing the Spirit Hall uniform.
...
Once again, and once again...
After an unknown amount of time, Dongfang Jing stared blankly as countless Yao'ers died in various tragic ways, his mind beginning to go numb.
But he didn't whine and complain like a wronged woman.
His consciousness remained absolutely clear throughout.
He knew that these were tests from the gods.
If he chooses to back down or give up watching, it means he has failed the divine test.
Therefore, no matter what he sees next, Dongfang Jing must not have the slightest thought of backing down.
However, in his heart, he still used the most intimate language to curse the ancestors of the guy who designed this divine test.
That's inhuman!
What he saw were the tragic fates that Yao'er might encounter in different timelines.
Of course, among these countless parallel world lines, there is indeed an "Eastern Mirror".
However, these "Eastern mirrors" make different choices when faced with the same predicament.
For example,
In one timeline, after learning of his adoptive parents' death, "Dongfang Jing" went through a fierce internal struggle and ultimately chose to abandon the young Yao'er, taking the family's savings and running away alone.
Seeing this scene, Dongfang Jing felt even more furious than when he saw Yao'er being tortured to death by Wang Kun.
He couldn't accept that he, or rather "another version of himself," could do something so beastly!
After an unknown amount of time, when the Nth Dongfang Yao died a violent death due to some damned factor.
Dongfang Jing discovered that the scene before him had finally changed!
He instantly perked up.
He didn't want to think about anything else right now; he just wanted to end this torture-like divine test as soon as possible, then immediately return to reality, back to Tiandou City, to hold his Yao'er tightly in his arms and tell her that with her brother here, no one could hurt her.
Dongfang Jing looked around and found himself in a dense primeval forest.
The spiritual energy here seems much thinner than I remember.
"Where is this... the Star Dou Great Forest?"
Based on the surrounding environment, he made a preliminary judgment.
Just as he was wondering, suddenly, a figure staggered out of the bushes not far away.
He was a boy who looked about eleven or twelve years old, dressed in gray cloth and with neat short black hair.
Although the boy was dressed in rags and his face was covered in mud, he was quite handsome, and his eyes were filled with a determination that did not match his age.
Who is this?
Dongfang Jing searched his memory, but he couldn't recall knowing such a person.
Then he discovered that the one chasing the boy was actually just the weakest of the ten-year-old wind baboons.
The boy didn't even have a spirit ring; he could only rely on a dagger and luck to fight the wind baboon.
After a hard-fought battle, the boy finally won and killed the wind baboon.
But he himself had exhausted all his strength and collapsed to the ground, unable to even stand up.
However, at that moment, a somewhat lewd yet familiar voice suddenly rang in the boy's mind.
"Hehehe, kid, do you want power? Do you want to be someone important? Do you want to have cheat codes?"
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