Love Moves the World

Chapter One: A Shocking Last Word
Holding my father's increasingly cold body, I used all my strength to pull him closer, hoping to prolong his life by a fraction more. However, the crimson sword embedded in his chest had already shattered all hope.
"Wind, Wind..." Seeing my father's cracked lips tremble slightly, hearing that familiar call, I held him tightly, bitterly suppressing my tears. "
Wind is here, Wind is here." Holding my father's trembling hand, seeing the traces of blood on his resolute face, I could imagine the terrifying obstacles he had overcome on his journey back. Was it all for that one sentence from half a year ago? "Wind, I will definitely come back to celebrate your tenth birthday." With my father's Jade Golden Axe, ranking among the top ten masters of the Phoenix Flying Continent, no one dared to imagine the true power of the person who had made him so wounded and fleeing in such a sorry state.
His body, though panting heavily, opened his bloodshot, cloudy eyes. A glint of joy flashed in his eyes, and the tense muscles on his face finally relaxed, but a look of tragic helplessness instantly welled up. Perhaps this was fate. "
Feng'er, what I... I'm about to say, you... you must remember it well." There was an undeniable sternness in his words.
I had long been used to it; for the past two years, the only face that flashed through my mind was my father, the object of my longing for tenderness. Although he rarely talked to me about the past, I vaguely knew it must be a painful story, because my memories only begin from when I was eight years old. The world before that was as unfamiliar to me as a newborn child.
Looking at my father, who was tightly holding my hand, I understood that he had to tell me some of the answers I always asked. I held back my tears, but my heart ached. "
Feng'er, you are not, not my son... Although I am glad that for the past few years... you have always called me father, but... no, I cry out in anguish, you are my father, my family, always will be, always will be..." I clutched tightly at the only warmth that belonged to me.
To rouse his weary expression, the father struggled to speak again: "I thought you could live a carefree life like this forever, but fate has played a cruel trick. You must walk your own path, my child. I brought you back from the War of the Hundred Races. You lay unconscious in a pool of blood, and my mercenary group happened to be passing by… Because of that war, the most powerful Qingfeng Empire on the continent vanished, shattered overnight. If I'm not mistaken, your origins are related to the War of the Hundred Races." The father fell into deep reminiscence. I knew that war, which claimed the lives of humans and all races, was known as the War of the Hundred Races. In fact, even the Celestials and Demons participated, though unnoticed by the world.
Blood stained the earth, slowly draining away—it was my father's life. My heart was filled with boundless anger and pain, as if I had plunged into an ocean of hatred. No one noticed the crimson flame-like mark that suddenly flashed on Hanfeng's forehead, shimmering with a bewitching silver light, like the eyes of a demon, chilling to the bone.
After many years, I finally discovered that the Qingfeng Empire's sudden demise was due to the involvement of the Divine Race. Those who knew the truth were all executed. Although the four men in black who attacked me were masked and deliberately concealed themselves, they couldn't escape my eyes. They were members of the Divine Race… “The Divine Race…” Hanfeng's face was chilling.
The blood at the corner of my father's mouth thickened, and his breathing became heavier. Hanfeng didn't speak, knowing this might be the last time he heard his father's words.
“That jade pendant you wear might be your only keepsake. If… child, you want to know your origins, go and find the answer yourself! If one day you meet a girl with a red plum blossom mark on her back, please take care of her for me. Her name is Xuemei, my long-lost daughter…” “I know, I know,” I replied tearfully, looking at my father's expectant face. Although I was only ten years old, I would fulfill my promise without hesitation.
"Your memories are completely sealed, and only your own powerful strength can break them. Strive on, my child..."
With a "whoosh," a mouthful of blood gushed out, staining my clothes red. "Leave...leave here, danger..."
Before I could finish speaking, my hand, with its bulging veins, suddenly slipped away.
The great hero, the Berserker King of Soldiers—Fei Tiefeng—fell like a meteor, vanishing in an instant from the history of the Phoenix Flying Continent. Although he wasn't my father, I had already considered him family when he raised me.
A new grave, a cup of fresh earth; a raging fire, a burning hatred. I ran
frantically
, aimlessly, without direction. My only thought was to get away from here as quickly as possible, as far away as possible. Although my adoptive father (since he denied being my father, let's call him adoptive father) didn't have time to tell me the specifics, I keenly sensed danger. So, I burned all my belongings that very night, leaving behind even the only shelter I had – a low thatched hut – and departed from the place where I had lived for almost five years.
I can't explain this seemingly innate action; it was merely a subconscious activity, yet it gave me an adult-like composure and calmness. I'm usually not very talkative, but now I was even more taciturn. Yet, my thoughts never stopped: Who am I?
Why am I being hunted?
Why do I only have my adoptive father in my memories?
What about my childhood? What about my parents? What about my relatives?
I can't think about it, I can't think about it. "Ah...ah..." My head aches terribly. Every time I think about these things, my head throbs with pain.
############################# The moon was dim and the stars were few. Dark clouds raged across the land, shrouding everything in darkness. The hidden hand behind the scenes began to stir.
Before the thatched hut burned by the cold wind, several dark figures stood like ghosts around the newly built grave, creating an indescribable sense of terror. Among them, a masked old man was the shortest in the group, but his aura was imposing, making him stand out from the crowd. The other men in black were centered around him, making the atmosphere extremely eerie. At this moment, he spoke in a low voice, "Not yet. The Jade Golden Axe Berserker King Fei Tiefeng has actually found a successor. However, he still cannot be let go. For the sake of the Holy Mother's great cause, it is better to kill a thousand innocent people than to let one guilty person go free." His withered hands emitted a sharp, cold light. "A Madman, B Madman."
"Present." Two burly men in black, their tall bodies exuding fierce killing intent, bowed and came before the old man.
"Remember, no matter who it is, you must eliminate any future troubles and handle all the aftermath cleanly, understand?" The old man's tone carried a cruel undertone.
"Understood."
"Good, go."
Two dark figures vanished in a flash, disappearing into the vast night. The old man looked up at the bright moon, a look of longing suddenly appearing on his face. "Ah... five years, five years... finally, I can go home."
The most secretive organization on the Phoenix Flying Continent, "Divine Dream," disappeared like a fleeting midnight flower in the midst of these soft words. No one knew the true face of Divine Dream. It was like a gust of wind, coming swiftly and leaving without a trace. If it weren't for the several brutal massacres that some people would never forget, we might think the Divine Dream organization had never existed at all.
No one can stop the wheels of history. Even the most secretive matters will eventually come to light. Whether things will be different by then depends on fate. Well, let's see how Hanfeng accepts his fate! Let's see how he wages his battle to conquer the world and win the beauties!

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