This time, the child born by the zy Qu Xiaoxiao was not as remarkable as Li Yunlin, with mixed spiritual roots of the five elements. His stro fire spirit root measured only 48 points.However, what caught Li Wei's attention was the game s.

  Li Yunbing had just been born. In the room, Li Yaozu held the newborn, paying no attention to Qu Xiaoxiao, nor did the rest of the Li family. Their occasional g her carried amusement and even a hint of disgust.

  "Yaozu, let me hold the child." Qu Xiaoxiao's eyes turned red.

  After a brief pause, Li Yaozu hahe baby to Qu Xiaoxiao and spoke coldly, "Qu Xiaoxiao, I've treated you well all these years. Yet, you've repeatedly beed at the expense of my Li family, even stealing elixirs from our treasure house, like the Beast Blood Fruits meant for your brother and father."

  "After Yunbing's birth, we are no longer husband and wife, and you are no longer part of our Li family."

  "In sideration of our past, you live in Green Valley Vilge, under my prote, and see Yunlin and Yunbing. I don't want them to grow up without their mother. But remember, sparing your life is a great kindness. I hope you and the Qu family stay safe."

  "Yaozu, please give me a ce to ge. I promise I won't do it again," Qu Xiaoxiao mented.

  "My brother has given you many ces," said Li Yaowen impassively, rubbing the wheelchair's armrest. "Did you really think the Qu family's as could escape my notice? You've crossed a line. While our Li family tolerate mediocrity, we ot tolerate betrayal a."

  She turo Li Yunlin, who kept his head bowed, and added gently, "Nephew, when you're older, you'll uand."

  "Yes," choked Li Yunlin tearfully, still avoiding eye tact, his face flushed with emotion.

  ...

  Li Wei sighed deeply as Li Yaozu spoke these in front of his aor's memorial tablet. He bmed himself for his blindness in marrying such a womating his youthful y in judging character.

  But every family harbors untold stories, and the future remains uain for those cherished.

  The game interface Late into the night.

  Li Yunlin, who had been holding back tears during the day, held the infant Li Yunbing in his arms and cried bitterly towards Li Wei's aral tablet against the backdrop of dlelight.

  "Aor, my mother... she betrayed us! From now on, everyone in our family and Green Valley Vilge will know that my brother and I are the offspring of a traitor. I am a traitor's child..."

  The weight of a failed mother's as cast a profound psychological shadow upon her children. What Qu Xiaoxiao and the Qu family did may bee a sting mark of shame engraved upon Li Yunlin and Li Yunbing.

  [Overwhelmed by heartache, Li Yunlin acquires the trait: Self-Certification of Humiliation.]

  [He will feel inferior, redug his mood by 10%. To overe this humiliation, he will work harder than anyone else, using it as his inner motivation, increasing his cultivation speed by 20%.]

  Li Yunlin's characteristics, Li Wei shook his head. He didn't know how to fort Li Yunlin.

  Then he could only use the 'love from the aors' to send down warm light to fort Li Yunlin.

  The Violet Tempest Python seemed to be able to sense Li Wei's thoughts at this moment, stig out its tongue from the darkness and lig the tears from Li Yunlin's face.

  "Thank you, aor."

  In the quiet of the night, the fragile soul found soestled beside the Violet Tempest Python, drifting off to sleep.

  In the days that followed, Li Wei urged the Li family members to provide extra care for Li Yaozu's two children.

  This year passed quickly.

  [In the 31st year, the severe drought finally ended. Heaven was kind and rained heavily, and the whole earth was reborn!]

  "Has the twenty-year drought finally e to an end?"

  Li Wei sighed with relief.

  He couldn't fathom why there had been such a prolonged drought for twenty years. Having lived oh all his life, he had never witnessed such a disaster, only hearing about it from the survivors of Green Valley Vilge.

  Meanwhile, on the game s,

  Following the heavy rain, vilgers streamed out of their homes, drenched in the dew of a drought's end, seeming to thank Heaven for finally pardoning their sins.It was as if they were celebrating the blessing of this heavy rain.