Chapter 49: Guagua’s Confession
The more Si Er listened, the more something felt off.
“How do you know all this? You never mentioned any of it before!”
Guagua blinked its ruby-like eyes, looking utterly innocent.
[Er’er, don’t look at me so warily. I’m just a weak and harmless little white rabbit.]
[I really didn’t know before. But lately I’ve eaten a lot of Soul-Boosting Hami Melons, so I can see more things now.]
[I can even glimpse a tiny bit of heavenly secrets.]
[Who would’ve thought? I’d only just been born when I ran into a Heaven-Chosen Child like you, Er’er. I’m so lucky!]
“Lucky?”
Si Er rubbed his forehead. He only felt incredibly unlucky.
“Ever since I came here, my luck has been pretty good, but…”
[Your luck will keep being good. When you first entered Central City, you received the blessing of the Thousand-Eyed Beast. So as long as you don’t leave Central City, no one can harm you.]
Si Er instantly relaxed. He had just been about to ask how he obtained the Thousand-Eyed Beast’s blessing when another thought struck him.
“Wait, you know I’m going back to my hometown with Father in a month! Wouldn’t that mean leaving Central City?”
[But during that time, Lord Si—the City Lord—will be protecting you. There are almost no people on the continent who could harm you then. Don’t worry, Er’er.]
[Besides, you’re the Heaven-Chosen Child. You also carry the blessing of the Heavenly Dao.]
[Even though the Heavenly Dao is weakened, it wouldn’t let its chosen child be killed so easily.]
[Otherwise, back when you were just born, Si Biaolian would’ve already killed you.]
“Well… not quite. The original host already…”
[There is no “original host,” Er’er. You are you.]
Guagua rubbed its fluffy face against him.
[The Heavenly Dao had originally chosen an auspicious day and hour for your birth. But since it was very weak, it fell asleep after arranging everything.]
[It never expected that during its brief nap, you would already be born. When it woke up, it just happened to see Si Biaolian holding you and preparing to strike.]
[The Heavenly Dao made a split-second decision and sent your divine soul to another world at the fastest speed. That’s why when Si Biaolian tried to abolish your soul power, it amounted to nothing.]
[As for why you were an orphan in that other world—it’s because your parents are here, on the Myriad Beasts Continent. Your body in that other world was just a shell kindly provided by that world’s Heavenly Dao. Once the time came, it was meant to be reclaimed.]
[So even if you hadn’t been hit to death that day, you would’ve suddenly died and returned to your true body anyway.]
“….”
Si Er felt like his brain had turned to mush. His background was this tragic? It really did sound like something out of a novel protagonist’s life.
“Wait—if my soul wasn’t here before, how did this body live?”
[It didn’t really live! This body survived only because the Heavenly Dao sustained it with vitality. Essentially, it was just a shell that knew how to eat, drink, and sleep.]
[That’s why it almost starved to death when no one was watching. Luckily your soul returned in time.]
Guagua couldn’t help rubbing against him again.
[It’s a good thing you came back, Er’er. Otherwise, Guagua wouldn’t have found such a good soul pet master.]
“So this body’s relatives are also my relatives?”
[Yes!]
Si Er finally let out a long breath. The tiny bit of awkwardness he had felt about acknowledging his family instantly disappeared.
Though he was only half convinced by Guagua’s explanation, he hoped it was all true.
After years of being an orphan, he longed for family.
He liked a father like Lord Si—decisive and always thinking of him. He also liked a gentle, beautiful second brother like Si Xu.
But the identity of “Heaven-Chosen Child” was still hard for him to accept.
“Saving the world and all that…”
[Don’t be afraid, Er’er. The Myriad Beasts Continent doesn’t belong to you alone—it belongs to everyone here.]
[So saving the world is everyone’s responsibility. Each person has their own task. All the pressure won’t fall on you alone.]
[Your task is just to keep an eye on Si Ran and make sure his schemes don’t succeed.]
[The rest of the time, you can keep living happily like before.]
[Believe this: before a great disaster descends, everyone senses something. The stronger one’s cultivation, the stronger the premonition.]
[Those top experts will definitely work hard to find the breach and repair it.]
“That makes sense!”
Recalling recent events, Si Er felt persuaded.
“For example, that insect race creature Senior Shen Qianzhen had contracted, and the spatial passageway from Di Lintian—I hadn’t even had time to report them before the elders already handled everything.”
“Long live the elders!”
The elders present, who could hear Si Er’s thoughts, wiped their faces awkwardly.
They didn’t possess such foresight at all—it was all thanks to Si Er’s reminders.
Otherwise, the enemy might have reached their doorstep before they even realized it.
The others couldn’t hear Guagua’s voice, nor the discussion about Si Er’s origins. They only heard the final two lines of praise. Everything before that had been garbled.
It left them maddeningly curious about what the “garbled text” had been.
Only Si Xu and Yu Beixuan could hear everything clearly, and they felt even more heartache for Si Er.
Si Xu quietly took out his communicator and messaged their eldest brother, hoping he would come see Si Er as soon as possible.
Since Si Er longed for family, then those closest to him should spend more time with him.
Even if their eldest brother preferred roaming the forests, he should at least come see his little brother.
Soon, Si Xu received a reply from Si Yi: Almost there. See you tomorrow.
Then another message: See the little brother tomorrow. See you the day after.
Si Xu couldn’t help smiling. His eldest brother was getting stranger by the day.
But perhaps because he was family, Si Xu found him increasingly adorable.
After everyone finished contracting their beast eggs, they returned to class. This session was a highly technical potion-making class, and Si Er was extremely excited.
He had read plenty of novels. In cultivation stories, alchemists were always the richest. In interstellar stories, potion masters were wealthy too.
The background of the Myriad Beasts Continent was complicated—it wasn’t quite cultivation, nor purely beast-taming. Si Er couldn’t summarize it with a few simple terms.
But one thing he knew: potion masters here also made a lot of money.
“Even though I already own mines—two of them!—I can’t just sit around and spend without earning.”
“I really hope I can learn to brew potions and earn even more soul stones.”
Many people in the classroom felt a sour sting in their hearts, as if they had swallowed a peeled lemon whole.
They wanted mines too! Just one would be enough!
Then again, if someone with two mines like Si Er was working this hard, shouldn’t they push themselves even more? Otherwise, they’d end up poor.
Only Yu Beixuan lounged lazily, completely uninterested in the class.
He knew he had talent for potion-making—but all his talent leaned toward crafting poisons.
A dark-attribute constitution was already intimidating enough. If he became a master of toxic brews, wouldn’t he turn into a fearsome great demon king?
Besides, he owned five soul stone mines.
There was really no need for him to work too hard.
