I'm a magnetic field madman

He was thinking about something, something he wouldn't even want to think about carefully.

He felt that perhaps it was time for him to leave his mother.

After his mother recovered from her illness, Wujie thought that perhaps he should leave home to go on adventures, grow up on the earth, and make a name for himself.

This has always been something he longed for.

Having grown up with her mother, Wu Jie has seen many different people and landscapes.

Boundless harbors a yearning; he hopes to see more unknown things and for the world to remember his name.

Boundless, a frivolous name. No matter how long one lives... if one dies in obscurity, one will only be forgotten by the world and the earth, and will only become dust that is swept away by the wind.

He simply wanted his name to live on in some other form, even if it meant dying a glorious death in battle, leaving behind his name.

Although he didn't have a specific goal or method in mind... there was no doubt that Wujie had only one thing on his mind at that moment—

Let's do something big! Let's do something big!

He is now stronger than his mother and has the ability to roam this chaotic land.

A fledgling eagle that cannot leave its nest will never grow up. If it wants more people to remember its name, it must do something bigger!

Without a specific goal, one can only move in the most specific yet most general direction.

Power! Even greater power! Enough to dominate this land! Enough to make one a true god of war!

With power, authority, beauty, and wealth will all come naturally.

Blindly pursuing these things while neglecting the power of action is simply putting the cart before the horse.

Wujie let out a soft breath. He wanted to do something big, and even more so, he wanted to confirm a conjecture in his heart.

The mother always thought she could keep it from her son. Qian Shuang aside... Wu Jie had already vaguely guessed the secret his mother wanted to hide.

My mother never went near the territory of the Bai family's royal family, yet she possessed martial arts and scientific knowledge that ordinary people on earth simply did not know.

A person with exceptional intelligence and a beautiful appearance could not possibly be cultivated by an ordinary tribe.

Perhaps... the mother has been hiding the fact that Wujie's father is some kind of martial god who has a grudge against the Bai family's royal family? Or perhaps...

Could his own father be the Sea Tiger Martial God?

Wujie smiled and dismissed this somewhat presumptuous and foolish fantasy from his mind.

Soon, Wujie and the others returned home.

Located on the edge of a cliff in a remote hilly area, at the very front of a cliff above a grassland, a small stone house stands there.

Wu Jie and the others jumped off the velociraptors and released the mutated dinosaurs. Clutching the medicine they had retrieved from Ironblade City, they headed home.

However, as they approached, Wujie's expression changed instantly, and he rushed into the house! Qian Shuang was also stunned for a moment, then immediately followed her elder brother's footsteps!

Inside the stone house, it was a small and cramped space, but it had all the necessary facilities.

Some dried meat prepared for the trip was hanging on the wall, and the water stains next to the stove seemed to be still wet. It hadn't been more than three days since Wujie and Qianshuang left.

A "home" where they had lived for several years, a "haven" that Wujie and Qianshuang had only in this world.

"What happened, bro!"

When the crisp sound of the glass bottle shattering rang out, Qian Shuang rushed into her mother's room in a great hurry, only to see her eldest brother standing silently by her mother's bedside.

"Mom, she's gone..." Wujie whispered.

Their mother, Ganlu, lay there, her face, though weathered by time, still beautiful and serene.

Her eyes were closed as if she were asleep, her silvery-white hair hanging down beside the pillow.

Just like when they were very, very young, their mother would hold them and tell them stories...

There is a very, very old fairy tale called "Sleeping Beauty".

However, there won't be a handsome martial god here to wake the princess.

Their mother had already lost all signs of life and had died silently in her sleep...

"mom!"

Qian Shuang could no longer control his emotions. Tears streamed down his face as he rushed to his mother's bedside. He grabbed his mother's cold hand and tried to channel his magnetic field power into her to help her, as if he couldn't believe that his mother was dead!

"Qian Shuang!" Wu Jie shouted sharply.

"Mom is gone, accept it! Don't damage her body anymore!!"

"Big brother...big brother, aren't you sad at all?!"

Looking at Wujie's expressionless face, Qian Shuang growled. He couldn't understand this older brother he had always admired, and he couldn't understand why he could still be so cold-hearted...

His response was a merciless slap from Wujie.

Haiyue, who had just entered, caught Qianshuang, who had been sent flying by Wujie's fan. She was about to say something, but when she saw Ganlu on the sickbed, she opened her mouth slightly.

"Take him out and let him calm down. Don't let him come in and cause trouble."

Wujie hunched slightly and spoke in a hoarse voice. Haiyue bit her lip and immediately dragged Qianshuang out of the house…

"Mom, is that really how it is?"

Wujie looked at his mother, then slowly knelt down on the stone bricks blackened by the medicine, and whispered hoarsely...

He should have realized it long ago; he had actually come to terms with it long ago. His mother had been ill for a long time, but this was the first time she had asked them to buy medicine.

But what kind of incurable disease could a powerful magnetic field expert at the seventh level of heaven suffer from?

What kind of incurable disease could possibly be treated by those lousy doctors in Iron Blade City?

By carefully recalling the past, Wujie could remember his mother's increasingly thin face and deteriorating health.

She said it was her illness, but now it seems that it was clearly an "injury".

Some conflicting magnetic force damaged the mother's body... and she raised them while suffering from her own pain and injury...

Three days ago, when his mother leaned against the door frame to see him and Qian Shuang off, perhaps she already sensed that her time was coming to an end.

Perhaps she didn't want her children to see her die.

"mom……"

Wujie pressed its head against its mother's forehead in anguish, whimpering softly, like a helpless little animal that had lost everything.

Perhaps only at this moment does he act like a "child" befitting his age.

But gradually, the pain slowly turned into relief.

Wasn't her mother's expression serene? She must have felt very gratified when she saw herself and Qian Shuang off.

Perhaps the mother believed that her child was capable of surviving on his own in this world, and therefore she didn't need to continue living, to continue suffering in this world.

Wujie's trembling hands slowly stopped, and at that moment, he noticed a small box under the bed.

He took out a box, on which was written—Boundless, Read.

Without hesitation, Wujie opened the box his mother had left him, and inside was a letter and an even smaller box.

Wujie opened the letter and silently began to read its contents.

"To My Beloved Son: (From My Beloved Son)"

Boundless, by the time you read this letter, I should already be gone.

Mom knows this might be cruel to you, but please forgive Mom for doing this... because Mom doesn't want you to watch me suffer through my final days...

Son, you don't need to be sad about this, because Mom left happily and peacefully. Because Mom knew I could leave this world in peace and ease.

Wujie, you are a mature child, even though you are still young.

But you have the ability to live on your own in this world with your younger brother. Mom sincerely hopes that you can take good care of Qian Shuang and your immature brother.

And Mom hopes that you two brothers can support each other and move forward together...

And from now on, let's not fight to the death for profit or anything else...

Mom has seen things like this before, and Mom absolutely doesn't want anything like this to happen to you...

Wujie, because you are a mature child, Mom feels that there are some things that cannot be hidden from you.

You've always been curious about your background, curious about who your father really is.

But I just felt that this was something I shouldn't have told you.

Perhaps I should destroy this secret, so that it will never see the light of day again. But I just can't be that selfish.

You've already made your own judgment, and the secret answer lies in that little box. Once you know it, how you choose is up to you.

Finally, Wujie, Mom has to give you some advice.

You are different from Qian Shuang. You are not only more rational and mature, but also more ambitious. Mom knows what you crave, but power is something that, while you gain it, you will inevitably lose a lot.

Mom sincerely hopes you won't chase after power, even if it rightfully belongs to you...

Having written this far, Mom feels there's nothing more to say. Remember to prepare plenty of things to take with you, remind Qian Shuang to tone down his carefree personality, and also...

The letter was very long, and towards the end it became a long, rambling description of trivial matters.

Wujie, however, read it to the very end. After a long while, he trembled as he gripped the letter, knelt down, and kowtowed several times to his mother.

Then, he opened the small box. Even though he already had a general idea in his mind, Wujie's eyes still widened slightly when he saw it.

It was a token, a token that only members of the Bai family's royal family could possess. It resembled a necklace, but instead of gemstones, it contained a mirror frame that could be opened.

Wujie didn't open it; he no longer wanted to reveal the answer to this mystery... because no matter what, it would definitely be an outcome he loathed.

He took a deep breath, put the necklace away, and slowly walked out of the house.

"Go and say goodbye to your mother one last time."

Wujie spoke in a deep voice to Qian Shuang outside the house, and Qian Shuang immediately rushed into the house. After a long while, she walked out with red and swollen eyes and a dazed look in her eyes.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't held you back..." Haiyue said in a low voice, filled with self-reproach and pain. Wujie shook his head and whispered...

"It has nothing to do with you. Mother... she just didn't want us to see her leave."

Having said that, he looked down at the silent Qian Shuang and said in a deep voice...

"Qian Shuang, from today onwards, we will no longer have a home. I will take care of you, but you are also free to leave me. Qian Shuang, are you willing to go and create a future with your elder brother?"

Qian Shuang looked up helplessly at her elder brother, whom she had always trusted implicitly, and whispered...

"Big brother, wherever you go, I'll go too, but where can we go?"

"Come with me, let's say goodbye to the past first."

Wujie did not answer. He simply went into the room, looked at his mother sleeping peacefully, and together with Qianshuang, silently placed their hands gently on her forehead.

The two brothers unleashed their full power, gradually disintegrating their mother's body into countless fragments that scattered throughout the home they had lived in for years. As the last fragment vanished, Wujie breathed a long sigh of relief.

He then set the "home" ablaze.

Beneath the raging fire, Wujie and Qianshuang's faces were utterly silent in the firelight.

Farewell, Mother. Goodbye, bygone years. We will never look back; we will move forward, ever forward.

As the final flames consumed everything, Wujie looked at the silent Haiyue and said in a deep voice...

"So, let's talk about your treasure..."

★ The Madman in the Legend of the Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty ★

Preface to the Kingdom of Mighty Heaven

A quiet and long sleep allows the mind to relax fully in the long-awaited tranquility.

This blissful sleep, reminiscent of being nurtured in one's mother's womb, was something Bai Wujie rarely experienced... However, the memories that flashed through his mind were anything but pleasant.

When he slowly woke up, he found himself above a cloud.

Boundless white clouds, and above the clouds, a dazzling golden holy light. Melodious music and singing drifted from the sky, and between the sea of ​​clouds, some winged creatures, which looked stunningly beautiful, rose and fell.

Everything was so tranquil it was mesmerizing, everything was so beautiful it was like heaven.

Or to put it simply, this is paradise.

"Do you like it here? I've created this scene based on the paradise described in ancient religions. If you want, I can even send you seventy-two virgins..."