The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

Chapter 2292 Heart knot

Even though he knew that everything now was fake, Matthew still cherished every minute and every second.

He knew that this was just an illusion created by his inner demons, the result of his deepest obsession when he broke through the Spirit Transformation Realm.

However, it was this obsession that gave him the opportunity to see his long-passed parents again and feel the long-lost warmth and love again.

He didn't want to break this beauty. Even if it was just a brief illusion, he was willing to immerse himself in it to make up for those regrets that had never been expressed.

"Dad, I want to learn how to chop wood from you!"

Matthew quickly ran to the middle-aged man and shouted with a smile on his face.

There was a hint of childish joy in his voice, as if he had returned to that carefree age.

The middle-aged man stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at Matthew, a relieved smile on his face.

He wiped the sweat off his face and laughed, "Great! My son has finally grown up and knows how to help his dad!"

After saying that, he picked up a stump from the woodpile, placed it on the wooden block, and began to teach Matthew how to chop wood.

His movements were steady and powerful. The axe made a "crackling" sound when it fell, and the firewood cracked.

Matthew stood aside, carefully observing his father's every move, his eyes full of admiration and respect.

Although my father was just an ordinary man, his diligence and perseverance had a profound impact on my life.

"Come on, try it." The middle-aged man handed the axe to Matthew, his eyes full of encouragement.

Matthew took the axe, took a deep breath, and chopped it down hard, imitating his father's example.

However, his movements seemed a bit clumsy, the axe missed the target, and the wood only had a shallow crack.

"Haha, don't be impatient, take your time. Splitting wood requires strength and angle. You have to find the grain of the wood and split it along the grain to get twice the result with half the effort."

The middle-aged man patted Matthew on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Matthew nodded and raised the axe again. This time, he carefully observed the grain of the wood, adjusted the angle, and chopped it down with force.

This time, the firewood cracked and split into two.

A happy smile appeared on Matthew's face, as if he had accomplished something great.

"Not bad, there has been progress!" The middle-aged man nodded approvingly, his eyes full of satisfaction.

The middle-aged woman standing by looked at the father and son with a happy smile on her face.

She walked to Matthew, wiped the sweat off his face with her sleeve, and said lovingly, "Xiu'er, mother will cook for you. Make your favorite food."

Matthew raised his head and looked at his mother's gentle smile, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He nodded and said softly, "Thank you, mother."

The middle-aged woman smiled, turned and walked into the kitchen.

Soon, wisps of smoke rose from the chimney and the aroma of food wafted out of the kitchen.

Although the fragrance is simple, it is full of the taste of home.

Matthew knew that although this meal was just an ordinary home-cooked meal, it was the most delicious food he could remember.

Soon after, the food was served.

The family sat around the table and began to enjoy this simple dinner.

Matthew ate with great relish, and every bite made him feel extremely satisfied and happy.

He knew that all this was illusory, but he was willing to immerse himself in it and feel the long-lost warmth.

After dinner, the family sat in the yard and looked up at the starry sky.

The night breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of coolness, but also makes people feel incomparable tranquility and peace.

Matthew leaned on his father's shoulder while his mother gently stroked his hair. The family quietly enjoyed this rare moment of peace and quiet.

However, at this warm moment, Matthew noticed that the figures of his parents around him were gradually fading.

Their faces gradually became blurred, as if they would disappear at any time.

A strong feeling of reluctance and sadness surged in Matthew's heart. He knew that all this was about to end and he could no longer stop it.

"Dad, Mom..." Matthew murmured in a low voice, with tears flashing in his eyes.

He didn't want his parents to see his vulnerability, so he held back his tears and began to tell them about his experiences.

Some things can only be told to the people closest to you.

"Dad, Mom, do you know? I've been through a lot over the years."

Matthew's voice was trembling, but he tried to calm himself down.

"I have been to many places, met many people, and experienced many dangers. Sometimes, I feel very tired and want to go back home to you."

The middle-aged man and the woman listened quietly, their eyes full of tenderness and concern.

They did not interrupt Matthew, but just accompanied him silently, as if giving him strength in their own way.

"I still remember when I was little, my father taught me how to chop wood and my mother cooked for me. At that time, I felt that I was the happiest child in the world."

Matthew's voice gradually became lower, and a hint of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

"But later, everything changed. I left home and embarked on the path of cultivation. I know this path is difficult, but I have never regretted it. Because I know that you have always been watching over me and supporting me."

At this point, Matthew's voice was choked with sobs.

He lowered his head, trying hard not to let the tears flow.

However, when he raised his head again, he found that his parents' figures had become almost transparent, as if they would disappear into the air at any time.

"Dad, Mom, I really miss you..."

There was endless sadness and reluctance in Matthew's voice.

He knew that he could no longer keep it all, but he still wanted to finish what was in his heart.

"Xiu'er, we are always here." The middle-aged man's voice was low and gentle.

"No matter where you go, no matter what you go through, we will be by your side, supporting you and protecting you."

The middle-aged woman nodded gently, her eyes full of love: "Xiu'er, you must remember that home is always your harbor. No matter what difficulties you encounter, you must be strong and keep going."

Matthew nodded, and finally couldn't hold back his tears.

This is my parents’ final farewell and also their deepest blessing to me.

"Dad, Mom, I will." Matthew whispered, with a hint of determination in his voice, "I will live well and will not let you down."

As he finished his words, his parents' figures finally disappeared completely into the air.

The surrounding scenery began to blur and eventually turned into nothingness.

Matthew stood there for a long time without moving, his heart filled with endless sadness and reluctance.

"Father, mother, goodbye..."

Matthew murmured softly and slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself back in the real world.