“Zhong Ping has taken over the reigns of the Zhong Clan after the amiable Zhong An’s Heart Stone was reported dull and shattered.”Zhong Da felt the world fade away behind him as the words kept ringing in his mind. Wu Xui’s touch felt distant and cold. Everything became blurry and foggy except for the mud road directly above his feet. Why am I reacting this way? They left me to die!A pit had appeared in his chest. A feeling of something wrapping its fingers around his heart made it beat ever faster. Zhong Da stumbled away from the old man with red and white hair without saying another word. He understood that something was occurring right this moment. Something he should not be missing as both a representative of the Hu Clan and as someone who studied the Calamity, otherwise known as the Hu Patriarch. Yet, his mind refused to focus no matter how hard he tried. Yin Hu’s voice echoed in his mind indistinctly. The words were not clear enough for him to make out as his mind ran a blur with the knowledge he had just gained. The curse he had just received.In ignorance he had lived in bliss. Struggling and fighting for every inch, yet the second he learned that his progenitor had died, now everything changed? Why? Why was it so important to him? He had never once thought about the Zhong Clan after the first decade of battling against the world by his lonesome. If anything, he had dreamed of one day returning to the ancestral mountain forts and clan compounds to show them how much he advanced. How much they could have had as he walked away from them. Stick it to Zhong An’s face as he proved to have the potential to keep his cultivation powers base.Zhong Da let out a long sigh–Wait… The events… They don’t line up right? It’s like they are out of sequence?Zhong An dead? Killed by the very Calamity that had descended upon his Silver (...)