Chapter 1424: Those Belong to You!
Chapter 1424: Those Belong to You!
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Congratulations, Goddess!”
The Foreman family people stirred from their slumber and gazed upward at the spectacle unfolding before them.
The pure and holy Eva Foreman appeared like a goddess, banishing darkness and illuminating her kinfolk with her radiance. It was a sight both dazzling and captivating!
The Foremans erupted with excitement.
Yet, in the encompassing darkness, the array flawlessly deflected the sword lights. Eva, positioned at the heart of the array, grew visibly pale, as if she had reached her limit.
She was shrouded in countless white lights, which unexpectedly began to surge out of her body.
She had reached her limit!
“No!”
Eva’s spirit brimmed with defiance. She harbored aspirations to emulate her illustrious ancestor and manifest twelve wings.
But alas, just as the ten-winged form materialized, it was snuffed out in its infancy.
She had reached her limit!
A heavy silence descended.
All eyes remained fixed on Eva as she sprouted ten wings upon her back. Yet, those two small wings were merely the size of a palm, appearing almost comical.
Eva regarded it as a humiliation!
She believed herself to be on par with her ancestor.
Twelve wings should have been her birthright!
Compared to the vast expanse of white light that filled the sky, she had absorbed less than one-tenth of its power.
Within the Foreman family.
In a tranquil courtyard.
Braydon Neal’s complexion turned deathly pale. He couldn’t bring himself to witness Eva’s transformation. Instead, he was tormented by a haunting voice echoing in his mind.
“Child, those belong to you…”
The voice persisted relentlessly, akin to a demonic chant, stirring the deepest desires within Braydon’s heart. Try as he might, he couldn’t shake it off.
As the voice continued to reverberate, Braydon’s consciousness began to blur. He sank to one knee, emitting a low growl laced with boundless agony.
“Braydon, what’s the matter?” Kohen Neal demanded, his tone laced with frustration.
“What in the world is happening?” Remington Neal exclaimed, his confusion mounting.
Carlisle Jaynes, equally bewildered and incensed, suspected Braydon had fallen victim to some sort of deception. He swiftly extended his psyche to scan Braydon’s body, yet found nothing amiss.
Issac Irwin, too, felt a sense of urgency, though unaware of Braydon’s predicament.
Meanwhile, Braydon’s consciousness remained clouded, incessantly plagued by that haunting voice.
Kneeling on one knee, Braydon began to ascend into the air, his slender frame enveloped in specks of white light.
Kohen could only stare in disbelief.
“This can’t be real!” Remington uttered incredulously.
“What in the world…” Issac was at a loss for words.
The white specks of light, emanating from the Foreman family’s protective formation, mirrored the potency of the overflowing white light. Yet, why were they now entering Braydon’s body?
In the courtyard, a profound mystery unfolded.
Everyone was taken aback!
Kohen composed himself and spoke in a hushed tone, “Braydon is of the Neal family bloodline. There’s no reason to doubt him. He is Jordan Neal’s father, the 58th generation descendant of our family, Wharton Neal!”
“According to our family records, the prodigy who defied the Neal family had seven-eyed dual-pupils. Due to an illicit affair with an outsider, he familydestinely wed an outsider and fathered a son named Jordan Neal!”
Remington, in his youth, had a penchant for perusing the family’s history.
He possessed some knowledge of this lineage.
Moreover, Wharton’s lineage was intertwined with Braydon’s.
“How could the Neal family overlook this during that time?” Kohen questioned with a grim expression.
“Do you know who that ancestor was infatuated with back then?” he asked, his expression darkening.
“Could it be someone from the Foreman family…” Remington began.
“Exactly!” Kohen affirmed, his voice lowering. “She was the daughter of the 58th generation leader of the Foreman family!”
This detail wasn’t documented in the family registry.
Kohen sighed, “Wharton’s demise that year alarmed the third ancestor. He issued a decree to punish him severely. The family members under him didn’t dare to slack. They intended not only to kill Wharton but also his wife and children!”
“That’s outrageous!” Carlisle frowned deeply.
The notion of wiping out Wharton’s entire family was appalling.
Left with no alternative, Wharton had to forsake the Neal family to protect his loved ones and fight his way out.
Kohen exhaled heavily, “This incident stirred up quite a commotion within the family. There was murmuring among the family, criticizing the family’s cold-heartedness. Wharton acknowledged his wrongdoing and originally sought to return to the family to beg for forgiveness, but he chose to accept his fate in the end.
“The family believed he made a grave error, deserving of execution. However, harming his wife and children was deemed excessively cruel!
“Wharton returned to the family to meet his end, driven by the desire to shield his wife and children!
“However, the family was in decline, leading to the disintegration of the Neal family. Branch Masters from various branches began showing signs of departing, akin to what happened with the Siegel family in the past.
“Remaining in a cold and unwelcoming family fosters a lack of belonging, heightening concerns for one’s wife and children!”
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Kohen delved into various past events.
As a result, the Neal family opted to set aside the matter concerning Wharton for the time being.
Since Wharton had betrayed the family and departed, the Neal family simply released his family to leave as well.
From that point on, they had no further association with each other.
After the Neal family pardoned Wharton, all disturbances subsided.
Consequently, the Neal family gradually relaxed its rule against marrying outsiders, allowing for exceptions under special circumstances.
This was exemplified by Braydon and Eva.
If they could secure an alliance with a prominent family and foster a positive relationship, it would be viewed as a sacrifice for the family and considered a contribution.
However, marrying an outsider would disqualify them from being direct descendants of the Neal family.
Regardless of their talent, they would not attain the status of direct descendants.
The purity of the bloodline held paramount importance to every family, not only the Neal family but also the Foreman family.
Now, both Kohen and Remington comprehended why Braydon found himself in such a predicament.
Braydon’s lineage bore the blood of both the Neal family and the Foreman family.
A race had thrived for tens of thousands of years, its traditions passed down through countless generations.
It was normal for them to intermingle.
The only anomaly lay in Braydon’s lack of self-understanding.
How potent was the Foreman family bloodline coursing through his veins?
And why did it have to manifest tonight?
In truth, had the people of the Neal family or the Foreman family witnessed Braydon’s ascent in his youth, tonight’s events would not have surprised them.
Braydon had been acquainted with the Foreman family’s innate technique since childhood, such as the Thousand Feathers Technique—a talent inherent to his bloodline.
Despite his own comprehension, when he attempted to impart it to others like the little fool, they could only grasp a fraction of its power.
Even the men of the Northern Army struggled to harness 10% to 20% of its potential after years of effort.
The discrepancy likely stemmed from differences in bloodline.
Given this context, the families would naturally understand everything upon witnessing the graceful rise of young King Braydon.
Amidst the chaos of Braydon’s consciousness, the voice persisted, echoing incessantly. “Child, those belong to you!”