The Forbidden Heir in This Cultivation World

The aftermath of the battle lingered in the air, a tense quiet settling over the hidden dimension. Tarezuchi sat cross-legged beneath the Celestial Pillar, his body aching from the confrontation with Haruto and his allies. Despite the pain, his mind remained sharp, replaying every detail of the fight. Each moment revealed a lesson, a flaw in his technique that he vowed to address. 

Elder Arin floated beside him, her form faintly glowing in the dawn light. "You did well to survive, Tarezuchi," she said, her voice tinged with pride. "But surviving is only the beginning. The Ryokumo Alliance will not rest, and neither can you." 

Tarezuchi nodded, his hand instinctively brushing the jade pendant hanging around his neck. "I know, Elder. I can feel it. They're testing me, trying to gauge how much power I've gained." 

Elder Arin's gaze drifted to the horizon, where faint traces of the Ryokumo Alliance's dark energy had dissipated. "This is no longer just about you, Tarezuchi. The legacy of your family, the forbidden secrets they carried, are tied to the fate of this world. You must uncover the truth of your lineage if you hope to stand against the darkness." 

Her words stirred something within Tarezuchi—a yearning to know more, not just about his abilities but about the family that had been shrouded in mystery his entire life. 

"Then tell me," Tarezuchi said, his voice firm. "What do you know about the Kazeshou clan? Why were my parents banished? Why is the Soul Rebirth Technique so dangerous?" 

Elder Arin hesitated, her translucent form flickering. "There are truths that even I cannot fully reveal, but the Codex of Elders holds pieces of the puzzle. Come, we must delve deeper into its knowledge." 

Tarezuchi followed Elder Arin to the cavern where the Codex of Elders rested. The ancient scroll pulsed faintly with energy, as if aware of his presence. Tarezuchi unrolled the parchment, his eyes scanning the intricate runes and illustrations. 

"Here," Elder Arin said, pointing to a section marked by a symbol resembling the jade pendant. "This speaks of the Kazeshou clan's origin and their role as keepers of the Soul Rebirth Technique." 

Tarezuchi read aloud: "The Kazeshou clan, born of celestial essence, was entrusted with the power to bridge the realms of life and death. Through the Soul Rebirth Technique, they could cleanse corruption from the soul, granting it rebirth and purity. Yet, with this power came temptation, for the same technique could be twisted to consume souls, granting unimaginable strength at the cost of one's humanity." 

He paused, his heart heavy with the weight of the revelation. "That's why my family was banished. Someone must have... misused the technique." 

Elder Arin nodded solemnly. "Your parents sought to protect you from the curse of your bloodline, but their actions drew the ire of the clan and the Ryokumo Alliance. They knew the cost of their defiance, yet they chose to hide you and the pendant, hoping you would find your own path." 

Tarezuchi clenched his fists, anger and sadness swirling within him. "They sacrificed everything for me, and now the Ryokumo Alliance wants to destroy what's left of their legacy." 

Before Elder Arin could respond, a faint rumbling echoed through the cavern. Tarezuchi instinctively reached for his blade as the walls seemed to ripple with a strange energy. 

"Something's coming," he said, his voice low. 

The ground beneath the Codex of Elders shifted, revealing a hidden compartment. From within, a small, intricately carved box rose into view. Tarezuchi opened it cautiously, revealing a fragment of crystal glowing with a soft, golden light. 

"What is this?" he asked, holding the fragment up to the light. 

Elder Arin's eyes widened. "That is a Memory Shard. It contains echoes of the past—fragments of your ancestors' experiences. By attuning yourself to it, you may glimpse their memories and uncover truths that have been lost to time." 

Tarezuchi hesitated. "Will it hurt?" 

Elder Arin shook her head. "The experience can be overwhelming, but it will not harm you. The shard will only reveal what your soul is ready to witness." 

Taking a deep breath, Tarezuchi pressed the shard to his forehead. A surge of warmth enveloped him, and his vision blurred as the world around him shifted. 

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He found himself standing in a vast hall, its walls adorned with shimmering runes and tapestries depicting the Kazeshou clan's triumphs. At the center of the hall stood a man and a woman, their features strikingly similar to Tarezuchi's own. 

"They're... my parents," Tarezuchi realized, his voice a whisper. 

The man, tall and commanding, spoke with a voice that resonated through the hall. "The Ryokumo Alliance grows bolder. If they gain control of the Soul Rebirth Technique, they will plunge the world into darkness. We must protect the pendant and the codex at all costs." 

The woman, her eyes filled with determination, nodded. "Our son is the key. He carries the bloodline's true potential. We must ensure he survives, even if it means the clan turns against us." 

Tarezuchi's heart ached as he watched his parents prepare for the inevitable. They spoke of their plans to hide him, to seal their own powers to mislead their enemies. 

The memory began to fade, and Tarezuchi found himself back in the cavern, the Memory Shard dimming in his hand. 

"They gave up everything for me," he said softly, tears streaming down his face. "They knew they wouldn't survive, but they still chose to protect me." 

Elder Arin placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Their sacrifice was not in vain, Tarezuchi. You carry their hopes, their dreams, and their strength. But now, it is up to you to honor their legacy and forge your own path." 

Tarezuchi stood, his resolve stronger than ever. He tucked the Memory Shard into his pouch, a reminder of the love and sacrifice that had brought him to this moment. 

"The Ryokumo Alliance will come again," he said, his voice steady. "And when they do, I'll be ready. Not just for myself, but for my family—and for the world they tried to protect." 

As he stepped out of the cavern, the first light of dawn painted the hidden dimension in hues of gold and pink. The journey ahead was fraught with danger, but Tarezuchi knew he wasn't alone. His ancestors' strength, the Kyurei's bond, and the Codex of Elders would guide him. 

The shadows of the Ryokumo Alliance loomed large, but Tarezuchi was determined to face them head-on, no matter the cost.