286: Chapter 286 Guan Guo's Background

Late at night, Song City, a secret room somewhere.

Under the dim light of candles, Guan Guo lay on a hospital bed with his eyes tightly closed, while a woman in red robes beside him continuously channeled psionic energy into him.

Suddenly, the candle flame flickered slightly.

A figure in a black hooded robe suddenly appeared beside the bed.

The woman looked up. "You've come."

The person in black took off his hood, revealing himself to be the Shadow from the Emperor's side.

He reached out to touch Guan Guo's Face and then sighed.

"Muhong, have you talked to Wei Ye?"

This woman was none other than the newly appointed Bishop of the Sang City Sect, Yun Muhong.

She shook her head slightly. "He's becoming more and more stubborn; there's no possibility of persuading him at all."

"And your niece? I saw her today; she has already achieved a Breakthrough in her Spirit Map."

Yun Muhong gave a bitter smile. "I don't know what kind of spell Ye Baiqiao has put her under, but she refuses to even see me."

The Shadow shook his head. "What a pity. I originally wanted to match her with A-Guo to be the Empress of the New Dynasty. Now, she can only be an enemy. When the time comes, don't say I didn't respect your Face."

Yun Muhong sighed. "Forget it, I'll just act as if I don't have this niece. You don't need to hold back when the time comes. However, that Tang Long is a bit strange. I still can't figure out how he could possibly defeat His Highness?"

The Shadow let out a strange laugh. "I couldn't figure it out either, but now it seems A-Guo's loss wasn't undeserved."

"You mean..."

"Wake A-Guo up. Let's lay our cards on the table!"

Yun Muhong was greatly shocked. "Lay our cards on the table? At a time like this? Tell him everything? If he can't accept it for a moment, it might ruin everything!"

The Shadow nodded and said in a heavy voice, "My son must bear the weight that ordinary people cannot. If he can't even withstand this test, he is unworthy of the Bloodline flowing in his body, and there would be no need for him to exist."

"You...!"

"Shut up! I'm in no mood to watch you throw a tantrum! The endurance and sacrifices of several generations over hundreds of years cannot be ruined by a waste. Wake him up!"

Yun Muhong's lips trembled, and a red light soon glowed from her hands.

Before long, Guan Guo groaned and slowly regained consciousness.

"Aunt... Aunt Yun, it hurts so much... You saved me again. This... who is this?"

Yun Muhong gently helped him up a bit, leaning him against the pillows.

"Xiao Guo, there are some things you might find difficult to understand, but you must not get agitated. Do you understand?"

Guan Guo was puzzled. "Aunt Yun, what are you trying to say? Is there something wrong with me?"

Yun Muhong hurriedly waved her hands. "It's not you, it's me... it's..."

As she spoke, her eyes turned red, and for a moment, she couldn't go on.

Guan Guo couldn't help but press further. "What is it exactly?"

At this point, the Shadow beside them couldn't take it anymore. "Nothing's wrong with you; you were just beaten to death and came back to life, which has nothing to do with what she wants to say. Now I'll tell you: she, Yun Muhong, is your mother, and I am your father."

Guan Guo's gaze sharpened, and he couldn't help but sneer. "Who are you? What kind of joke are you playing with me? My father is Guan Xiang of Sang City, the son of the Sangyu Emperor Guan Tai! What kind of thing are you to dare take advantage of me like this?"

The Shadow sneered. "The Sangyu Emperor? His entire family died out long ago. You say your father is Guan Xiang—where is he?"

Guan Guo grew even angrier. "My father passed away twelve years ago!"

The Shadow shook his head. "No. The real Guan Xiang died thirty years ago. After the Sangyu Incident, the one who held you and returned to Sangyu was me."

Saying this, the Shadow wiped his Face, immediately transforming into a Face familiar to Guan Guo.

Guan Guo's eyes widened suddenly. He pointed a trembling finger at him, unable to speak for a moment.

Yun Muhong hurriedly consoled him, "Xiao Guo, don't get agitated, don't pull at your wounds! Quietly listen to him finish!"

The Shadow continued, "Do you think that just because you are Guan Tai's grandson, you could naturally possess the Blood-Fire Dual Spirit Body?"

"Do you think that a dilapidated Sangyu could produce a divine realm treasure like a Phoenix Egg?"

"Think about it carefully. With the meager assets of the Sangyu people, could they provide you with two Wuque Methods at the same time?"

"Don't be so naive!"

"All of those were painstakingly obtained by me, your father, and delivered into your hands!"

"What flows in your body is the Bloodline of the Red God, the lineage of the Pope for ten thousand generations! The Pope is your biological grandfather, and I, the Pope's only true son, am your biological father. That is why you are so extraordinary!"

"Those named Guan were merely pawns. Are they worthy of being your ancestors?"

In an instant, all sorts of oddities from over the years flashed through Guan Guo's mind.

During the Sangyu Rebellion, almost all the experts of the two Sangyu cities were killed by Ye Baiqiao, and their wealth was looted by the rebel army and refugees. Indeed, for a long period, they couldn't even get enough to eat.

Under such circumstances, he had successively obtained the Phoenix Egg and the Wuque Method.

Guan Tai's strength back then wasn't weak, but he practiced wood-element Cultivation Techniques, yet Guan Guo possessed the Blood-Fire Dual Spirit Body that the Guan family had never had before.

And this 'Aunt Yun' before him had cared for him like a mother since childhood, raising him to adulthood.

He had always thought these things were coincidences or simply natural.

But hearing the Shadow's narrative now, a thunderous roar like the world collapsing erupted in his mind.

He didn't want to believe it, didn't dare to believe it, yet... it was extremely logical.

He could only turn his gaze back to Yun Muhong. "Is everything he said true?"

Yun Muhong was already covered in tears. "It's true, Xiao Guo! I am your mother, and you are our son!"

"Enough! Time is pressing; this is no time for weeping. Boy, now that you know who you are, do you understand what you must do?"

Guan Guo shook his head blankly.

Originally, as Guan Tai's grandson, he knew he wanted revenge, to push the Ye family off the throne and exterminate them all.

But now that his identity had changed, he was suddenly lost.

The Shadow snorted. "Dongyu is the kingdom of the Red God, but for thousands of years, the Red Religion has been split, and politics and religion have been separated."

"To truly end this situation, politics and religion must be unified, ruled formally by our God-Blood lineage!"

"However, both the Holy See and The Sect have been stagnant in the status quo for too long. The secular impression is already fixed, and it is difficult for the world to accept such a change. The resistance to doing so is too great."

"Therefore, we need a great upheaval so that we can secretly replace the old with the new."

"Your grandfather had me infiltrate the Fifth Saint Lineage and stay close to the Emperor, waiting for an opportunity at all times."

"The Sangyu Rebellion twenty years ago was originally a good opportunity, but unfortunately, Ye Baiqiao suddenly appeared."

"Now, Xu Chaoyang is about to start an uprising."

Guan Guo's eyes became even more lost. "If Xu Chaoyang starts an uprising, I'm afraid it won't be our turn to grow powerful, right? With my meager strength, they only treat me as a mascot right now. I'm not even qualified to share the cake."

The Shadow chuckled. "You are indeed not qualified to be at the table, and Xu Chaoyang indeed won't succeed."

"However, we will use his hand to eliminate some dissidents, especially the power of the various sects."

"Currently, most of the Sangyu Sect are already our people. Once Song City and Feng City suffer devastating blows, they won't be hard to control."

"In this storm, you just focus on accumulating merit and prestige. Your mother and I will find a way to quickly elevate you."

"When the New Dynasty stabilizes, as long as we achieve dominance in The Sect's power, it will be a victory."

Guan Guo's Face immediately fell. "I couldn't even deal with a single Tang Long; where would I get prestige? After this battle, I'm afraid I'll become a laughingstock."

The Shadow waved his hand. "That is the next thing I want to talk to you about."

"Losing to Tang Long is actually not shameful, because that kid's background is equally startling."

"If I'm not mistaken, he is likely a Reincarnation of the Saint."

Guan Guo's eyes immediately widened. "What! A Reincarnation of the Saint?"

"Yes! That kid has shown too many extraordinary things. Coupled with the reactions of the High Priest and Bishops of Song City, I should have thought of this long ago."

Guan Guo couldn't help but ask blankly, "Then... how should we deal with him?"

A sinister smile appeared on the Shadow's Face. "The Red Religion is our family business; we don't need a so-called Saint. Naturally, I will make him disappear."

"However, the White Clothes Association he created has a good concept. Even the Emperor values it and wants the Crown Prince to take charge of it."

"If my predictions are correct, the power of the White Clothes Association will rapidly expand and become a powerful tool for controlling secular power."

"What you need to do is contact them as soon as possible, or even join them secretly."

"When Xu Chaoyang and Tang Long disappear... you will be both the new generation's Son of God and the helmsman of the new nation."

Guan Guo felt a chill run down his spine.