C2 Su Qiyue Your Childhood Sweetheart

Wang Xin was Ye Feng's cousin and the shining star of the younger generation in the Wang family.

In his past life, Ye Feng had exerted every effort to surpass Wang Xin. Yet, he ultimately faced the harsh truth that he could never catch up; the chasm between them only grew wider.

The final time Ye Feng laid eyes on Wang Xin was at his mother's funeral.

On that day, only one member of the Wang family attended.

That person was Wang Xin.

Back then, Wang Xin stood tall and handsome, exuding arrogance and brilliance. He was the center of attention, encircled by a crowd that treated him like royalty. Each person in his entourage was a high-ranking figure whom Ye Feng could only admire from afar.

Even after a millennium, Ye Feng vividly remembered the scornful expression and haughty words Wang Xin had directed at him during the funeral.

"Ye Feng, the accident that took your parents was orchestrated by my planning and executed with the Wang family's assistance. What can you possibly do about it?"

Ye Feng responded with a cold snort.

"Wang Xin, the Wang family."

"In my last life, I was defeated by you, and you became the demons that haunted my mind. But this time, I've left you light-years behind."

"This lifetime, I will strip you of everything."

Back in his familiar room, Ye Feng settled into a meditative posture on his bed, commencing his cultivation for this life.

"The cultivation method from my past life was too rudimentary, resulting in an unstable foundation. This time, I'll adopt a different approach." Ye Feng sifted through his memories, and soon, his eyes sparkled with recognition as he remembered a particular technique.

The Primordial Creation Spell.

Ye Feng had stumbled upon this technique during his travels in the universe while in the True Immortal realm.

The grade of this technique was unknown.

However, Ye Feng was certain that it was far more powerful than any other he had encountered before. He had not practiced it previously because his cultivation level had already been profound.

"I am determined to shatter the limits of my previous existence."

As night fell, the lunar glow filtered through the window, bathing Ye Feng in its light.

His body appeared to be enveloped in a sheath of silver armor, shimmering with each breath he took. In that moment, Ye Feng experienced an unprecedented level of tranquility.

His body was enveloped in comfort, every pore opening to release a warm flow circulating within him. Tiny black impurities were expelled from his pores.

Upon opening his eyes, Ye Feng witnessed a streak of purple lightning flash across his gaze. He looked out the window to see the dawn breaking. Rising from his bed, his body emitted a series of crackling sounds as if his bones had rusted from years of disuse.

Clenching his fists, Ye Feng could feel a significant transformation. His strength had more than doubled from before. "In just one night, I've managed to draw Qi into my body, initiating the first step of cultivation," he reflected. "In my past life, this step took over a month. This technique, the Primordial Creation Spell, is truly extraordinary."

After glancing at the lightening sky, Ye Feng headed to the bathroom. He emerged cleansed of grime and donned a crisp white shirt, feeling much lighter. His every move was filled with a robust energy, his physique radiating a subtle glow, brimming with vitality as if he possessed an inexhaustible force.

His features now appeared more chiseled and handsome, his stature even more striking. The early morning streets were beginning to fill with people, the city slowly awakening to life. Ye Feng strolled with a subtle smile playing on his lips, a captivating charm about him that drew the gazes of many passersby.

"Songjiang Polytechnic University."

The sight of the familiar campus stirred emotions within Ye Feng. If not for Su Qiyue, he would never have set foot here. What new knowledge could Heavenly Emperor Ye possibly gain from a mortal institution?

The image of a figure from his previous life surfaced in his mind—Su Qiyue. A determined young woman, she was not only Ye Feng's childhood friend but also the one regret that lingered in his heart. His former weakness, under the intimidation of Lin Tao and Ma Wen, had led him to leave her behind. She had even pulled him aside on their graduation day to confess her feelings in secret.

Yet, out of fear of Ma Wen's fists, he had heartlessly rejected her. On that day, she had wept, expressing her hatred for his cowardice.

It wasn't until later, during a tragic car accident, that she passed away right before his eyes.

She gave her own life in an attempt to save him.

This sacrifice became Ye Feng's lifelong regret, and this act of vulnerability turned into the most haunting inner demon lurking in the depths of his heart.