Chapter 842 Origin (End of Main Story)

"Well, if anything has changed, it’s probably that I’ve become even more impressive?"

Lin Ying lowered her head slightly and said softly, "No wonder."

"...So your Authority Ability and mine share the same origin, right?"

Chen Lusi heard Lin Ying’s mutterings, gently held her beautiful face, and turned her attention back to himself.

"Yes."

Lin Ying allowed Chen Lusi to hold her face and replied softly, "I thought you’d never find out..."

"So, that Mountain God Stone Shrine..."

Chen Lusi, having received the definite answer, turned back to look in the direction of the mountain he went to for ancestral worship.

"..."

Lin Ying and Lin Wan heard these words, and their delicate bodies stiffened.

Then, Lin Wan, who was just a bit shy, forgot her bashfulness and quickly grabbed Chen Lusi’s clothes.

As if afraid he would run away.

Lin Ying pressed her glossy ruby lips together but did not follow Chen Lusi’s gaze, apparently unwilling to recall certain things: "When our parents were buried, the place you fell was that Mountain God Stone Shrine. Do you remember it?"

"...I just remember waking up and seeing you two sisters."

Chen Lusi paused slightly, recalling those hardest years and the feeling of waking up to see the two sisters crying their hearts out.

It was around then.

He decided to survive.

Lin Ying raised her pink fist and gently punched his shoulder: "You were such a fool back then!"

Chen Lusi accepted it and softly asked, "Hmm... So you once saw Ran?"

"Should be, but I was young and cried heavily, so the memory is fuzzy. I thought it was a dream."

Lin Ying looked at Chen Lusi’s chiseled face, softly said, "After all, talks of devouring desires and pain, talks of Yellow Springs, talks of returning, talks of me being your dependent, are quite hard to believe. Until my Authority Ability awakened... I realized it wasn’t a dream, though I’m still unsure.

Until you became an Empowerer and gradually, over time, became more human..."

"...I see."

Upon hearing this, Chen Lusi immediately understood the origin of everything and what happened.

A Yellow Spring Remnant Vein that wandered across millennia to a small mountain village barely clinging to existence.

A numb little boy who had lost his parents, seeking release.

And two little girls, concerned about him, who just wanted their solitary dependence—the little boy—to keep living.

In a fateful coincidence.

Eventually created this situation.

The little boy became proof of the Yellow Spring Remnant Vein’s existence... or more accurately, became the Yellow Spring Remnant Vein itself.

The two little girls became the first believers.

And the lingering Yellow Spring Remnant turned into Ran.

That day, when he went down the mountain for ancestral worship, Ran’s words of gratitude... finally made sense to Chen Lusi.

In some sense.

Ran truly was his daughter.

"..."

Chen Lusi pondered these thoughts, somewhat absent-mindedly.

Until Lin Ying lifted her arm, gently tugging at his ponytail: "Don’t think about those times anymore! Especially about the burial!"

"Right." Lin Wan also gripped his clothes firmly.

Chen Lusi lowered his head.

...The two sisters with their smooth long hair cascading over their shoulders stood prettily in front of him, lifting their snow-white chins slightly, looking towards him.

The sunlight filtered through their hair, softly brushing their faces, giving a faint dreamlike quality to their captivating countenances, their beautiful eyes exuding a sacred and ethereal aura.

However, despite their well-masked expressions, the anxiety on their lovely faces remained clear.

They were very worried, very worried about him.

"..."

Chen Lusi took a deep breath in silence and then directly reached out, forcefully wrapping his arms around the sisters’ slender waists, pulling them closer, embracing their curvaceous, soft, and snowy bodies, bringing the three of them closely together: "Yes."

"But childhood memories are okay to think about."

Lin Ying, feeling the familiar embrace, gradually relaxed her delicate body, stepping onto her tiptoes, then softly rubbing her dainty nose against Chen Lusi’s chin: "After all, except for that one event, childhood was quite happy."

Leaning against Chen Lusi’s chest, Lin Wan’s face flushed slightly as she added: "Right... Though not completely true, we must exclude the times when sister bullied me."

Lin Ying laughed, turning her head back: "When did I bully you?"

Lin Wan replied softly, "Many times..."

"Hmm?"

Lin Ying was about to pinch her sister.

But being held by Chen Lusi made it difficult to lift her hand.

Moreover.

Chen Lusi’s grip strengthened, squeezing tighter.

The sisters noticed Chen Lusi’s actions, redirecting their attention, leaning against his chest again, raising their heads in unison to look at him.

Lin Ying asked softly, "What are you thinking?"

Chen Lusi looked at the camphor tree in the courtyard outside the door, chuckling: "The past."

"..."

The sisters heard this, turned their heads, and looked at the familiar camphor tree, quickly recalling something as well.

Lin Ying replied softly, "Back then, Lin Wan and I seemed to love playing house near that tree. Lin Wan once cried because she couldn’t be your wife..."

Lin Wan instantly couldn’t hold back, her face turning crimson as she interrupted: "Sis!"

Lin Ying chuckled: "Isn’t that true?"

Chen Lusi suddenly said: "There was crying."

"..."

Neither sister seemed to expect Chen Lusi to speak up then, causing them to pause slightly before turning back to face him, lifting their flawless, jade-like pretty faces.

Their remarkably similar almond-shaped eyes glistened with a watery light.

"..."

Looking at the sisters who raised their heads again, Chen Lusi couldn’t suppress his love any longer; he bowed his head and gently kissed Lin Ying’s glossy, warm cherry lips.