Chapter 1 Chen Shu's Sigh

Chen Shu sighed softly and said, "It's not your fault. You struggled, you suffered, you resisted, and finally, amidst all the negative influences, you chose carnal desire. There are many evils in human nature, and lust is the least harmful."

"I also suffered for a long time because of it. Your uncle said that the Fallen Holy Grail is a special rule-based item, and the only power in the world that can purify it is the origin of the sun."

"The Crimson Sun Enforcer of the Taiyi Sect can suppress the pollution of the Fallen Holy Grail, but we can't let him help you."

She took a few steps forward, seemingly wanting to hug her son, but hesitated. She sat down by the bed and said, "We know your character. You are biased, hate evil like an enemy. If you knew that you were the Demon Lord, you wouldn't be able to bear it. That's why we kept it from you."

Zhang Yuanqing grunted in acknowledgement.

"Auntie said something similar."

Uncle pulled out the ergonomic chair, sat down, and crossed his legs.

"The main reason is that you are destined to become a dazzling new star in the Lingjing world, entering the field of vision of Ling Tuo and the Lord of the Stars. If you knew the truth, it would be the same as them knowing."

Zhang Yuanqing gazed at the scenery outside the window and said, "Uncle, I want to hear about your response and actions after Bing-ge and I disappeared back then, to understand the details from your perspective."

"Because after becoming the Lord of the Sun and recovering my memories, there are still a few things I haven't figured out." He didn't turn his head when he said this, nor did he leave the window.

It wasn't that he was putting on airs, but he had just been promoted to demigod and couldn't restrain his own position and power, which would affect the people around him. His uncle was fine, but his mother, Chen Shu, was an ordinary person, and facing the face of the Lord of the Sun would make her feel restrained and fearful.

The high temperature in the house was caused by the leakage of spiritual power. He was the sun, symbolizing light, heat, majesty, order, and justice, and these "symbols" could not be restrained or hidden.

In other words, in the future, as long as he lived somewhere for a long time, it would definitely form an area where the divine power of the sun was boiling.

Uncle was silent for a moment, choosing his words carefully, and said, "You and Lei Yibing came back from Hangzhou, pretending that nothing had happened, and told us that you were just being playful and had the whim to disappear for three days."

"Yu'er and I pretended to believe you. That night, she hypnotized you and asked you everything. With Yu'er's personality... she wanted to fight the Spirit Eye Judge to the death at the time, but I stopped her."

"I had her re-hypnotize you, to make you believe from the bottom of your heart that you were no longer suitable to stay at home, and that your status as a Fallen Orderly would attract official investigation and implicate your family."

"Half a month later, before the end of the summer vacation, you hurriedly left a letter and ran away from home."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded, "I thought it was strange later. With my character, even if I ran away from home, I would secretly come back to see you, but I didn't come home until you confessed your identity."

"Because that would have let you see that puppet." Uncle sighed, "After you left, Yu'er used your DNA to create a body, and then, with the help of the power of the Taiyin Origin Fragment, collected the souls of dead infants and cultivated a pure soul."

"That clone finished high school for you, and got into Songhai University for you. Of course, it was Yu'er and I who manipulated it behind the scenes. In fact, that clone was dull and rigid, and could only barely communicate with people."

"I told your high school teachers and students that you had a high fever during the summer vacation and it had damaged your brain. Everyone sympathized with you. As for your grandparents, cousin, and aunt, Yu'er hypnotized them all."

"Even if your brain was fried, they wouldn't find it strange."

Zhang Yuanqing listened silently, inexplicably thinking of his limited few days of university life. His classmate Li Lesheng once said that he was different from usual. And several classmates enthusiastically invited him to participate in gatherings, but later, due to the Ou Xiangrong incident, the school was under martial law. Now that he thought about it, the attitude of the classmates at that time was very problematic.

They were overly enthusiastic, as if he was a new student who had just entered the school, a newly acquainted friend, rather than a classmate who had been together for a semester.

Of course, in their eyes, the former Zhang Yuanqing was indeed dull and rigid, a little transparent person, but suddenly his speech was pleasant and he looked energetic.

Uncle continued, "I've been secretly watching you since you ran away from home. After you reached the Saint realm, came into contact with more secrets, and grasped complete Lingjing information, I contacted you as a mysterious investor, began to teach you by word and example, and then gave you the Taiyin Origin Fragment and confessed my identity. I don't need to repeat these things."

"I explained to you before that I did this to guard against Ling Tuo. Zhang Yuanqing disappeared, and his family, teachers, students, and the Public Security Bureau would all leave records."

"One day, if Ling Tuo came into contact with the relevant people and things, the truth that you are the Demon Lord could not be concealed. Even if there was the protection of the Taiyin Fragment, after all, some things can be understood with the brain, without needing to deduce them."

"But if Zhang Yuanqing in reality still exists, living a normal school life, and the Public Security Bureau doesn't have relevant files, then, whether it's logically or in the river of fate, there's no problem."

Zhang Yuanqing listened patiently, and then asked, "Did you make those bodies of mine in the Siming Palace dungeon?"

Uncle said, "Those were the bodies that Yu'er reshaped for you after you died as the Demon Lord. That puppet is strictly speaking a tool person, who needs Yu'er to constantly transmit spiritual power to maintain life. It has flesh and blood, but it is not a real person. Creating life is not as easy as imagined, at least not something a level 7 Siming (Fate Master) can do."

"If you want to obtain a real body, if you want to be recognized by the Lingjing, if you want to accommodate the role card, you must be a real life. The Rebirth Spring in the Siming Palace can create real life."

"Alas, if the plan didn't have to be carried out in secret and couldn't be known by outsiders, asking the Xie family's ancestor for help would have been the easiest and most convenient thing to do."

After sighing, Uncle continued, "So I took that puppet, took your DNA, and let the puppet sneak into the bottom of the spring to collect silt, and shaped your current body. Those bodies at the bottom of the spring are the puppet's, not yours."

"After reshaping the body, Yu'er used her own soul as a thread to sew your soul and the soul in the puppet together, so after you were resurrected, you had the memories of high school and university."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded, "But in essence, I and that part of the soul are two people, so the instrument scanned me out of order during the general physical examination."

He clearly remembered that the instrument's feedback at the time was [Didi, start diagnosing... the disease is...]

It malfunctioned several times in a row.