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In the central tent, only the heavy breathing of Li Hong and Li Wu could be heard.
Li Wu was filled with surprise, staring at Li Hong without blinking, too excited to speak.
Li Hong, however, was both shocked and angry, his fists clenched tightly, wishing he could smash them into the detestable face before him.
But after all, he was his elder brother, the one who had been close to him through thick and thin since their father's death, taking on the responsibility of raising him!
An elder brother is like a father; Li Wu had always been the closest person in his heart, a substitute for their father. Yet, by some twist of fate, how had he ended up in the Golden Dog's ranks? How had he become a sinner and a traitor?!
Their mother had been killed by the Golden Dog; so many villagers had died at their hands. How could he dare to do this? How could he?!
Rage burned in Li Hong's chest, almost causing him to explode. His eyes blazed as he stepped closer to Li Wu until he stood right in front of him.
He heard Li Wu excitedly say, "Second brother, you've grown taller; you're almost as tall as me now. How have you been all these years? Where's Wanyi? How is your sister-in-law? I've been sending people everywhere to look for you. Where have you moved to all these years? And where did you learn your skills..."
Before he could finish speaking, Li Hong slammed his fist down onto the nanmu table in front of Li Wu. With this punch, he didn't use an ounce of Awareness, yet the hard nanmu table silently crumbled into dust.
"Golden Dog! Don't call me second brother! I am not your second brother!"
Chuxuan had completely understood by this point. He sighed and waved his hand to restrain the two startled maidservants before walking out of the tent.
What was there to kill? It was just another grudge! He took a deep breath and stood outside the tent with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.
At some unknown time, snowflakes began to fall from the sky again.
In the big tent, Li Wu looked grim. "Second brother, listen to me. I truly had no choice. You don't know, back then the Song Army was just sending us able-bodied men to our deaths. After a few days of haphazard training, they handed us some shabby weapons and drove us onto the battlefield like cattle. As a newcomer, I knew nothing and saw the Jin soldiers charging down from all sides. Before I could even fight back, I was struck by a stray arrow and lost consciousness in the chaos. When I woke up, I was already lying in the Jin's tent. They treated me well and even healed my wounds; my life was saved by them..."
"Shut up! You should have died back then! It would have been better if you had! How could someone from the Li family turn out to be such a cowardly traitor? Our mother was killed by the Golden Dog! The grudge of a murdered mother is one that cannot be forgiven; you actually joined the Golden Dog's ranks and spoke well of them—disgusting!" Li Hong was furious, spitting on Li Wu's face.
Li Wu's face immediately swelled on one side, but he paid no attention to it, his expression filled with pain and anxiety as he urgently said, "Let me explain..."
"Nonsense! There's nothing to explain! I swore at our parents' graves that from now on you are not my elder brother. The Li family has no unfilial descendants like you! Today, I am here to take the life of the Golden Dog commander. Since you are the commander, prepare your neck for me to strike!" Li Hongyu said, growing angrier.
Li Wu anxiously whispered, "Be careful; this is not a safe place. We might alert the guards outside. I'm not the commander; the Grand Marshal has returned to the capital for duty. I'm just temporarily acting in his place. By the way, your sister-in-law..."
Before he could finish, Li Hong slapped him hard across the face.
Li Wu was knocked off balance by the blow and fell to the ground. His Golden Helmet clattered away, and he felt a sweetness in his throat before spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth onto the precious tiger skin spread on the floor.
Dizzy and in pain, Li Wu lay on the ground gasping for breath and couldn't get up for a moment.
Li Hong shouted angrily, "How dare you mention Wanyi!" He rushed forward and grabbed Li Wu by his collar, gritting his teeth as he said, "Today I will kill you as punishment!"
Li Wu's entire face was already swollen bright red. He looked seriously at Li Hong and finally saw the murderous intent in his eyes. He was startled at first but quickly calmed down.
He forced a smile and said softly, "So you really came to kill me. Go ahead; you’re right, elder brother should have died long ago. But you must do one thing for me; otherwise, I won't be able to rest in peace! Tell Wanyi that I do not accept her divorce papers. In this life, she is my Li Wu's person. I won’t allow her to remarry! After I die, burn my body and take my ashes to her. Tell her that she has always been the only one in my heart; even as a ghost, I will follow her!"
He trembled as he pulled out an item from his pocket—a pouch embroidered with mandarin ducks swimming together—Wanyi's sewing kit. The pouch had long faded in color and had some black spots on it from old bloodstains.
Li Hong was stunned and unconsciously loosened his grip on Li Wu's collar. This pouch must have never left his side; it was a token between them. He didn't expect Wanyi to be so important to him. But Wanyi... she is already gone...
Severe pain gripped Li Hong's chest, so intense that he almost wished to stab himself with a knife. His vision blurred.
Beneath the swollen eyelids, Li Wu's eyes, which were almost identical to Li Hong's—narrow and glossy—sparkled with a warm and contented smile. He whispered, "The happiest days of my life were those three months spent with your sister-in-law after we got married. She was truly beautiful and wonderful... It's a pity that fate had other plans; after that, we could never be together again." Suddenly, he became agitated, gripping Li Hong's hand tightly. "Just kill me! Bring my ashes back to Wanyi and bury me beside our parents. I am also in immense pain! The Marshal saved my life, treated me like a brother! I, Li Wu, am actually unfaithful, unfilial, and unjust! Thinking of our parents, caught between Song and Jin, suffering day by day and unable to sleep at night! Second brother, just do it! Let me end this once and for all. I miss Wanyi; I miss home!"
Tears streamed down his face as Li Wu cried like a child.
Li Hong's heart was already in turmoil; the killing intent had vanished without a trace. Hearing Wanyi's name only deepened his indescribable pain.
He trembled all over and turned to leave the tent. In the end, he just couldn't bring himself to do it!
Li Wu cried out in despair. When he raised his head, he found that his second brother had vanished. Startled, he jumped up and rushed out of the tent, only to be met by swirling snow; there was no sign of his brother anywhere!
Wanyi—he would never know where she was hidden. It seemed his brother would never tell him. Li Wu clenched his pouch tightly, feeling an unbearable ache in his heart.
Why wouldn't she forgive me?
Li Wu frantically tore at the front of his battle robe; the cold snowflakes hitting his face and chest did nothing to quell the boiling blood within him.
He screamed in agony: "Ah!!"
The entire camp erupted into chaos as many rushed toward him.
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In the sky above, Chuxuan watched Li Hong panting heavily, a faint warmth flickering in his eyes. He patted Li Hong on the shoulder and said, "Let's go; this place is too painful! I never want to come back to Jin Kingdom again! Let's return to our Nine Li Sect; that's where our home is. Forget everything that just happened! Forgetting is the best way; sigh!" He let out a long sigh, tears glistening in his eyes as he recalled his own sorrowful memories.
Li Hong followed him in a daze, flying side by side. Thoughts of his elder brother Li Wu and Wanyi pierced his heart like needles. Looking at Chuxuan, whose eyes could not hide the tears of a man, Li Hong felt that at this moment, Chuxuan resembled his brother even more. Both of them were orphans, both had their sorrows, and both had been deeply hurt by these damned matters.
Whose fault was it? How did it come to this!
Li Hong's anger began to rise again; it was all the fault of the Demon Sect Monsters! They were the ones stirring up war from behind the scenes, causing chaos everywhere from the Cultivation World to the human realm.
In this life, he vowed to bring down the Demon Sect!
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Before him was boundless darkness. It was so dark that even Yun Jiuzi's Heavenly Fusion Stage cultivation could not see anything. His Divine Consciousness reached out like stretching into a quagmire, unable to sense or see anything. Yet there was movement around him.
In the void, many voices were screaming in agony, but those voices were not truly voices in the conventional sense; Yun Jiuzi sensed them through his Divine Consciousness. This meant that those who were screaming in pain were not human but souls.
He shivered.
Was there any hope of escaping a place where even souls were trapped?
After Jiang Taozi dispersed his energy, he found himself uncontrollably falling downward. He did not know how long he had been falling; it felt as if everything had turned upside down. For a brief moment, he even had the illusion that he was flying upward.
Finally, he touched the bottom.
The bottom felt strange; it was somewhat warm and soft, covered by a layer of strange, two-foot-thick muck.
He realized he was truly trapped. His heart technique could not operate properly; his Divine Consciousness could not extend outwards, and he could not fly upwards or move in any direction. Once, he walked for an entire day and night before finally reaching the edge, only to find that what he touched was still that strange warm wall, with a layer of muck-like substance above it, though slightly thinner and continuously dripping down. He circled around this strange wall endlessly but still did not see any exit. Eventually, he returned to the place where he had previously marked his path.
All signs indicated that he was at the bottom of a very deep well.
Before long, he discovered that the layer of rotten mud was actually corrosive, and his clothes gradually began to deteriorate. This was quite alarming. Fortunately, he had not lost the Cosmic Bag, which contained the Fire Rat Robe. After putting on the Fire Rat Robe, he felt much better.
However, as days passed, even the faint glow of the Fire Rat Robe began to dim, indicating that this layer of Strange rotten mud could corrode even the Fire Rat Robe.
Now, Yun Jiuzi sat at the bottom of this strange well, feeling both frightened and anxious.
His cultivation was slowly depleting, and this place was completely unsuitable for practicing. He had to consume large quantities of Supplementary Spirit Pills and Fire Origin Pills, enduring day by day.
However, one strange thing was that logically speaking, the Demon Sect would definitely come to kill someone trapped like him, but they hadn’t. Many days passed without a single sign of activity. In the darkness, only those souls could be heard crying out.
Another strange thing was that Danxiazi had fallen down with him at that time, but he had not found any trace of him at the bottom of this well. Where could he have gone?
And what about Jiang Taozi's Corpse and that small magical boat? They had clearly fallen together, yet he had not seen them at all.
Could it be that he hadn’t searched this place thoroughly? Was there a way out?
After a moment, Yun Jiuzi stood up and cautiously stepped through the rotten mud, making his way into the dark chaos.
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