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"I don't know," Gu shook his head, unsure how he had ended up in such a situation, just as he was unsure how it had come to be.
What was the point of such musings? Did it look like he was doing any better? There was a tavern nearby. Should they go in?
"Sure."
The two ordered a pot of sake, a plate of raw rice, and a small dish of beef, once again finding themselves together.
Was he really planning to live his life like this?
Zhuang Zhixian felt a pang of dissatisfaction in his heart. He hoped to pursue the Immortal Path, to reach a higher realm, but he didn't deny that it was a path fraught with peril for all living beings.
But what could be done? They had already reached such a point that even the chance to disperse their energy and start anew was lost.
Zhuang Zhixian gloomily raised his cup. At his lowest moment, he had encountered Gu, who was being hunted by the Daoist Sect. Both sought to step into the Cultivation World—one wanted to grow stronger, while the other merely wished to survive. In the end, one became a Shan Xiu Shi, while the other fell into an endless abyss of demons.
Perhaps that was fate.
"Do I believe in fate?"
Gu grinned, and their eyes met for a moment before they both burst into laughter. In many ways, they shared numerous commonalities; most importantly, neither truly believed in fate.
Or perhaps they did. Otherwise, how could they have ended up here? If he didn't deny it, then he would wait until their battle was nearly over before rushing in to eliminate everyone. At that thought, Zhuang Zhixian's eyes gleamed with a murderous intent. He knew that after obtaining the Light Path Classic, he had acquired a Cultivation Method but had fallen into madness due to the lack of guidance.
Is it possible to vent through killing? Gu You found it hard to believe; he did not think that Zhuang Zhixian was the kind of butcher who killed without reason.
As for cultivation, Zhuang Zhixian felt somewhat helpless. He had summarized a scroll of Cultivation Method that could absorb the spiritual power of other cultivators for his own use. It seemed he had already reached Mid-Stage Nascent Soul. If he killed them, he could even reach Divine Peak.
So I am different from ordinary cultivators. I possess a realm but lack a lifespan to match it. The life force I emit is not even strong enough to attract a Foundation Practitioner. Once I disperse my power, I could die instantly—wouldn't that be wrong?
No, as long as he lives, he can keep killing, even targeting those with higher realms and greater strength. I have seen it; he has no right to speak of justice or righteousness. He just wants to survive, and there’s nothing wrong with wanting to live, right? I don't deny that.
But living that way, what meaning does my life hold?
He is no longer human; from the day he chose that path, he became a demon—a pure embodiment of destruction. Even the Buddha mentioned in Buddhist Sect scriptures would find it hard to suppress such a demon. Bu Luo now has his own consciousness; it helps him remember how he overcame difficulties and how he was expelled from the Sect. It feels as if everything else has vanished.
Is this really the path I want? I ask myself; I don't deny that inner demon within me.
What difference does it make? Now he can instill fear in others. Once, Zhuang Zhixian wouldn’t have been recognized by anyone. How can I be sure my path isn’t wrong?
The two locked eyes; Zhuang Zhixian held his wine cup with slightly trembling legs, while Gu's left leg flickered with a faint red light as he tapped the table lightly. In just a few short exchanges, they had communicated through spiritual power countless times.
Very strong.
Both reached that conclusion in their hearts and then withdrew their spiritual power. It seemed the heavens would not determine a victor today.
Soon, Master Yin Tianheng would arrive; he would ensure my death.
Zhuang Zhixian furrowed his brow, unsure why Gu was so confident in letting him go. His heart was filled with even more confusion about who Yin Tianheng was and why Gu believed that person could resolve his issues.
Well, if they met again, he would show some mercy.
Then, thank you.
Ding.
As the two clinked their glasses once more, the crisp sound echoed in their ears, as if awakening the two from a dream.
The scene changed again, light flooding into Gu's eyes; the midday Blazing Sun was somewhat blinding. Zhuang Zhixian and Tiandong City had vanished from view, and several figures had already exited Heart's Path, a Spotted Tiger blocking Gu's path.
Roar! Ancestor has instructed me to stop you all and advise a few of you, Mo Qiu.
In this case, it seems I have offended you.
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