My Identity Is Becoming More and More Astonishing

"Deal with your fucking stink!" The middle-aged man in a red robe suddenly erupted in rage, cursing, "I should have directly slaughtered that divine envoy earlier. Then taken Chen Yu and these young elites and fled. Now look, the divine envoy is dead, and Chen Yu wasn’t saved either. You fucked up both ends."

"..." After a long silence, the white-bearded man struggled, "The Great Emperor will understand my actions."

"Understand my ass! You just messed it up! Wait until the Great Emperor comes out and he’ll pluck out your beard. I’ll fucking take your last name if he doesn’t."

"Shut up! If you were so decisive, why didn’t you kill the divine envoy yourself earlier? I am weaker than you in strength, could I really have stopped you?"

"Back then, I was giving you face, you ungrateful fuck. If you don’t get this fatso treated soon, he’ll fucking die too, I’ve seen it. Humanity can only eat shit with you around, you old fuck. Just hurry up and die..."

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Time, like shit, always slowly flows away with the water on the inner walls of the toilet. (PS: Thanks to the reader [Xue Xie Xie] for providing the material.)

And fate, however, is like ____, only after confronting it do you understand ____.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

But the aftermath of Chen Yu’s "Pregnant Woman Defense" battle still hasn’t dissipated.

Outside the Sacred Temple, that devastated capital city, seemed like a powerful slap constantly and harshly hitting the faces of all the high-ranking officials in the Transcendent world. Your next chapter awaits on Freewebnovel

Compared to that young man who stood on the side of ordinary people, they seemed like ants under the scorching sun, forced to show their twisted and sneaky selves.

Inside the Sacred Hall.

Outside the humans’ ancestral tomb.

The burial of Chen Yu had begun.

Under the watch of the top human Transcendent in a red robe, the alliance manager dared not harbor any ulterior motives.

The funeral was conducted properly.

The body was honestly placed in the coffin.

"Today."

"We send off a pillar of human talent with hearts filled with immense sorrow."

"Tears drench our cloths, wind tugs our hats. In a mountain color lit by flowers, lying by the sound of water among the willows."

"Our feelings right now, like the relentless wind in the Gobi, the smog in Kyoto, never ceasing, never halting. We can never personally convey our sadness..."

Below the stage.

The fat neighbor, listening to these familiar lines, with a grimace on his face, stepped up to the platform, grabbed the veteran Priest with a crucifix in the left hand and a whisk in the right, and casually threw him off.

Then he walked up to the "lectern," surveying the crowd.

Because the ancestral tomb belongs to humans’ forbidden lands,

only a mere hundred people were permitted to attend the funeral—Li Yao couldn’t even enter.

Among the ordinary humans, only Chen’s father, Ms. Chen, and Chen were present.

"Let me conduct my brother Yu’s funeral," he said.

Then, taking a deep breath, recalling all his memories with Chen Yu, he stayed silent for a long time before softly beginning, "I never imagined that one day he would leave me."

"Because in my memory, he was always so confident, so incredibly intelligent."

"He could see my potential as a Transcendent at a glance and could save humanity in times of crisis."

"I can say without exaggeration that the Chen Yu you saw three days ago was only a part of his talent. Human civilization has undoubtedly suffered its heaviest loss by losing him."

(You really understood me.) Virtual Chen Yu agreed.

The voice paused.

The fat neighbor, holding back the sourness at the tip of his nose, exhaled heavily. Turning back, he looked at Chen Yu’s portrait on the coffin, "Brother Yu, during his life, did not like crowded places. So let’s end the funeral here."

"May Brother Yu continue to thrive in another world, commanding all under heaven."

With those words, he stepped down from the platform.

Outside the human ancestral tomb, only the suppressed cries of Chen and Ms. Chen were heard.

The rest remained silent.

"Uncle, Aunt, and sister," the fat neighbor approached the Chen family, expressionless, "Brother Yu left in a hurry and left no words behind. But I know he always worried most about you (PS: He worried yet you barely featured). As long as I live, I won’t let anyone bully you."

"Wah—"

Ms. Chen and Chen immediately hugged each other, crying bitterly.

Chen, the only one who was somewhat able to keep his emotions stable, reached out and shook hands with the fat neighbor, "Thank you. Brother Yu mentioned you in front of us, but I never knew your name."

"My name isn’t important," the fat neighbor managed a slight smile, "If you don’t mind, you can call me son in the future. (PS: Clearly, it’s because you have no name.)"

Hearing this, Chen also couldn’t help but get teary-eyed.

The pain of a parent losing their child.

Pain that pierces the heart.

"And you too, sister," the fat neighbor turned to Chen, oblivious to the presence of other Transcendents around, and spoke aloud, "Regarding your ’evil creature’ status, I promise, no one in the Transcendent world will dare to harm you. Because you are the relative of a hero."

"..." Chen sobbed silently.

Suppressing all "evil creatures" is a decree of the Transcendent world’s high-ranking officials.

But the fat neighbor, having shown his "strength," was now among the high ranks himself. Naturally, his word was law.

"Bury my brother Yu," the fat neighbor said to the alliance manager.

"Mmm." The manager, giving the fat neighbor a deep look, nodded, waved his large hand, and commanded his subordinates to carry Chen Yu’s coffin into the ancestral tomb.