The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1133

Chapter 1133: Unexpected Appearance

The child muttered to himself, 'Why am I feeling sleepy? I have barely been awake for three months and I am already getting tired.'

He looked up and saw the face of countless people staring at him in expectation, as they waited for him to speak, irritated he suddenly screamed,

"Why are you looking at this solution in absolute terms? Yes, I know that compared to me you guys are ridiculously weak, but could you not think of other uses for your weakness, like say, instead of fighting against the control of others in your creation, why don't you institute a firm rule that marks everyone who creates life? That should be simple for you all, right? Or is that too much?"

He pointed out fiercely, "If someone, let's call them watchers, is assigned over a part of the valley and is charged to keep a firm image in mind that anyone who uses a forbidden creation is painted with red color on their skin to show their misdemeanor to everyone, such a thing would not require much will power, and if someone wants to fight against that overall programming, the watcher would also be alerted, thereby creating a perfect system that can only be broken by a corrupted watcher. Simple but effective, but you dullards could not even think of such an easy solution."

The mother of the child pulled weakly at the robes of the child, her face pale with worry, her son was still an infant, he might be fiercely intelligent but he lacked wisdom, she softly spoke to him,

"Child, you should not talk to the Elders in this manner, they are handling so many issues in our society and they need as many helping hands as possible, there is no reason to berate them for any oversight. I am sure in time that such a motion would have been implemented. Our society is young, and innovation will come at its own pace. We are safe here."

The boy suddenly deflated and inside a dark thought crossed his mind as the strange voices he heard in his dreams returned,

'Peace was never meant to last.'

It was a voice that had haunted him from the moment of his birth, teasing him about truths that were covered under heavy shades of dreams, and somehow he knew if he made it to the top of the Ascension Spear, he would find the owner of that voice in his dreams.

Meanwhile, he turned to his mother and smiled sweetly at the woman,

"Of course Mother, I was a bit too excited, I hope I did not make you worry much, I will handle everything from here in a much more civil manner, don't you worry about that dear Mother," Saying this he eyed his father and continued speaking to his mother, "You know, this sort of high-stakes meeting is not good for your heart, you know you need to become a golden giant by next month. Father, can you take Mother to the house? The cultivation of the two of you cannot be delayed by my matter. Follow the instructions I gave you properly, and I will be coming to check your progress. Both of you have twin Natal Treasures, it would be a waste not to take advantage of its increased effect on cultivation."

With every word from the mouth of the boy, the faces of both of his parents became more crestfallen.

Blood Blessed by their nature loved the growth of their power, and refining their bloodline was an enjoyable activity for most of them. The only reason they should be this downcasted was that their training regimen must be so strict that it was able to bring them to the edge of despair.

The only reason they could not protest against the child was simple: whatever task he had set out for them, he made sure that he imposed a much harsher one on himself. How could they complain when their child of barely three months old was doing ten times more work than they, his parents?

As they turned around to leave the man supporting his wife turned to their child and hesitated before speaking,

"Can you not call us father and mother every time, we have names you know."