Chapter 3029 Saving His Father


    ''My parents should still be alive. After all, it''s only been ten years since I disappeared and they were not


    that old when I did.''


    Unable to contain his excitement, Austin took off at his fastest speed, arriving a few minutester


    above a small suburb in the west of the city.


    The suburb was located far from the city and on the edge of arge field. All of the buildings in Austin''s


    line of vision were bungalows.


    Before he had left, the female secretary had informed Austin on the details of his parent''s address.


    So, Austin didn''t have to look for them. Using his spiritual sense, he located the overgrown, messy yard


    and dropped from the sky. Hended in the unkempt grass a secondter.


    Then, standing outside the front door, Austin used his spiritual sense to explore the room.


    Immediately, he sensed the presence of two familiar figures.


    It was his father and mother!


    Filled with joy and relief, Austin allowed tears to pour from his eyes. His hands began shaking at his


    sides and he suddenly felt nervous to walk over the threshold.


    "They''re really here! I hope that nothing has changed."


    Feeling braver, he began observing the activity inside.


    On the far side of the first room, Austin''s father was lying on a cot. His eyes were closed tightly, and he


    was motionless. His face was so pale that he looked like a ghost. As he breathed in and out, his chest


    trembled and the sound of it rattled into the air.


    The room was filled with a strong aroma of herbs.


    In the kitchen, a woman in her fifties was standing in front of a herbal pot, stirring meticulously. Steam


    rose from the pot and made the scent in the air thicker.


    ''Oh no! Is there something wrong with my father?''


    Austin wondered, furrowing his brow.


    "Dad, Mom, I''m back!"


    Now that he was worried about the condition of his father, Austin didn''t pause to think before he


    forcedly opened the front door and rushed into the room.


    "Oh my God! Who--"


    Austin''s mother stopped mid-sentence and her jaw nearly dropped to the floor. The bowl of cooked


    herbs was loosely gripped in her frail hands.


    Bang!


    The bowl fell to the ground, and it shattered into tiny pieces. Within moments, the herb juice was


    spreading out all over the floor.


    "What? You... Austin? This is strange!


    Am I dreaming? You look exactly like my son Austin.


    Perhaps I am dreaming. I have been spending much of my days thinking about him. It is possible..."


    Austin''s mother was having trouble deciphering the situation in front of her.


    After all, her son had gotten into a car ident and died ten years ago. This man looked like Austin but


    it was impossible for him to be there, especially looking so whole.


    It had to be an illusion or a dream. She just missed her son. That was all.


    "My poor Austin, are you here to meet your mom in her dreams?


    I can see you. I''m right here," she said as tears streamed down her cheeks and dripped off her chin.


    Her eyes raked over every inch of Austin, trying to picture what he would look like all grown up. At that


    moment, she seemed to forget everything else.


    "Mom, it''s not a dream. It''s true. I''m not dead. I''m back!"


    Without wasting another moment, Austin rushed over and scooped his mother into a hug.


    "It''s you? How is this possible?"


    Austin''s mother asked. Her eyes were still zed over and distant like she was dreaming.


    Closing his eyes, Austin put his mind to work. He let loose some spiritual soul energy and transferred it


    into his mother''s brain.


    The spiritual soul energy contained the essence of the spiritual tree, which instantly increased his


    mother''s soul power. As a result, his mother''s spiritual features rose sharply and she soon had a


    powerful soul force.


    Additionally, his mother''s appearance improved. The wrinkles in her skin smoothed over and her


    muscles pulled tighter, straightening her posture.


    It was known that the spiritual tree was the holy tree of the spiritual race and it positively impacted the


    power of spiritual sense and soul.


    And that was all known for cultivators. Austin couldn''t imagine what it could do to help an ordinary


    person.


    Already, his mother appeared stronger and more attentive.


    Her eyes brightened and a smile spread on her face.


    "Austin, it''s really you! You are still alive!"


    Stepping forward, she wrapped him up in her arms and squeezed tightly. He inhaled sharply but didn''t


    try to squirm out of her strong grasp.


    After a while, both mother and son calmed down a little bit.


    "Austin, you need to tell me everything that''s happened. We all thought you were dead.


    But now, you are here, unharmed and intact.


    Austin, are you a ghost?"


    Being nourished by the life energy of the spiritual tree, Austin''s mother''s mind was very clear and had


    never been so sharp. She wouldn''t be tricked by a ghost.


    "Mom, it''s a long story and a veryplicated one.


    I did have a car ident back then, but I didn''t die.


    Mom, what if I told you that I went to another world and now I''vee back alive? Would you believe


    me?"


    Austin figured that he shouldn''t beat around the bush. His mother was still in shock and he didn''t want


    to have to repeat himself.


    After his mother had heard Austin''s words, she looked him up and down for a long time and then took


    his hand and held it in hers.


    "Your hand is warm and dry, like a piece of charcoal plucked after a fire.


    And you have a very clear shadow behind you.


    I believe you are still alive and not a ghost!"


    After a few moments, she nodded shakily and tears began to stream once more.


    After many years, her son had returned to her. It was something that she had never expected to


    happen.


    The way his mother was reacting had Austin bursting intoughter.


    His mother believed that he was a living person, not a ghost, ording to the temperature of his palm


    and the fact that he had a shadow.


    But he decided to let it slide since there was a superstitious about ghosts in their culture.


    "Oh, I almost forgot to ask! How''s Dad?"


    Austin asked.


    "Your dad..."


    His mother trailed off, hesitating.


    After repeating his question, Austin received an answer that caused rage to fill his veins.


    His father had been a porter at a nearby factory


    that was run by arge group in the province.


    A few years ago, the son of the boss of therge grouppany came to visit the town.


    After drinking, the young master came to the factory with arge group of followers in order to unt his


    family business.


    Austin''s father somehow identally offended the young master in front of everyone, making him


    furious.


    Later, that young master sent people to beat Austin''s father until he was on the brink of death. Ever


    since, he has been stuck in a vegetative state with possibly permanent brain damage.


    What was more, the factory didn''t have anypensation afterwards and often sent people to threaten


    Austin''s mother, stopping her from making any trouble.


    Austin''s elder brother was so angry that he went to argue with the young master, resulting in him also


    being beaten nearly to death.


    It took more than half a year for Austin''s elder brother to get out of bed and even then, he was


    extremely weak. He had lost many things because of it, including the girl he was supposed to marry


    and his well-paid job. He was now working as a shopping clerk in a mall, and his family had been


    relying on his paycheck to make ends meet.


    In a word, they were very poor.


    "That is awful,"


    Austin said after his mother had finished speaking. He looked at the floor to disguise the killing intent


    glowing in his eyes.


    It never urred to him that while he was seeding, his family was suffering.


    And it was all the young master''s fault.


    ''How dare they hurt my family? They are evil and they don''t deserve to exist in the world.''


    Austin gritted his teeth.


    He had the ability to destroy the whole world, so a few ordinary people would be easy to kill.


    And he wasn''t the type of person that would sit idly and not get revenge.


    "Dad!"


    Austin went to his father''s room and looked at his pale-faced father, who was lying still on the bed.


    His mother was beside him, sobbing.


    "Mom, don''t worry. I can cure Dad,"


    Austin told her, rubbing her on the back reassuringly.


    Even though his father''s brain was too damaged beyond repair, his spiritual soul remained intact. After


    all the time spent cultivating, Austin had enough advanced medical skills that he could rebuild his


    father.


    The situation reminded him of the me Emperor, who had lost his body for over a thousand years and


    only had a remnant soul left. Over a long time, Austin had helped him rebuild his body and helped him


    to live a normal life.


    Besides, his father had just lost consciousness temporarily.


    For Austin, it was a piece of cake to cure his father.


    Austin took out a high-level spiritual pill that was used to recover wounded people, and he fed it to his


    father. Then he took out half a bottle of Magic Sea Water and fed that to his father as well.


    Immediately afterward, Austin grabbed his father''s cold hand and allowed a steady flow of energy to


    pass between them.


    Treasures such as the high-grade spiritual pill and the Magic Sea Water contained too much energy for


    a mortal.


    If any normal person took these treasures, he or she would not be able to bear the power and they


    would eventually explode.


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    Therefore, Austin had to transfer his power to help his father manage the strength of the medicine. If it


    worked, his father would be better than he was before he got hurt.


    Austin focused his power and


    within two hours, Austin''s father was beginning to rouse.


    "What?"


    Austin''s father jumped out of the bed too swiftly, and since his power was too strong, he jumped up


    high. Austin reached out and grasped onto his ankle, stopping him from hitting his head off the ceiling.


    "I... I have so much strength! What is this feeling?"


    The feeling was so foreign that he had the sensation of wanting to escape his own flesh. When he


    clenched his fists, the crackling sounds of bones could be heard.