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Chapter 77: No More Blood-Burning Technique.
There is the deepest part of the Heavenly Dao Palace.
Surrounded by dense forests, blocking out the sky, as you go further inside, the light from the sky can’t reach as much. A cold air emanates from the source, colder than any other that Ji Feichen has encountered before.
Then, the three individuals stopped in front of a stone door.
The door is engraved with strange patterns. Even though it hasn’t been opened yet, Ji Feichen can vaguely feel the wailing on the other side of the door.
The wailing isn’t clear, it’s not ringing in his ears, it’s more like a sound appearing in his mind, mixed with immense despair.
What kind of thing could burst forth with such tremendous despair?
The sect leader opens his palm, pressing it against the stone door, blood flows along the patterns. The stone door instantly shines red, the earth trembles, dust falls down lightly, and the heavy stone door slowly opens.
“Woo, woo, woo一”
Cry.
Resentment.
And that suppressed feeling that makes one’s heart resonate with sorrow.
The sect leader stops, he remains silent for a long time, then finally takes a slow step and speaks in an aged voice: “Young Master Ji, when I was your age, I was just like you, full of spirit, but ignorant and arrogant.”
Ji Feichen’s steps falter slightly, but he doesn’t say anything.
“At that time, I also had like-minded friends, the fame, the adoration, it made me dizzy, ignorant and arrogant, thinking I was peerless, believing I could save anyone.”
Leading the way forward, the sect leader continues to narrate, yet his tone is so calm, as if he’s not telling his own story.
“I was determined to prove myself to the world, showing that there was nothing I couldn’t do. Hunting those demons was my way of proving myself. After each demon’s death, it would leave behind a demon core. I collected countless demon cores, receiving praise and boasting, making me feel like I truly could accomplish anything.”
“Until encountering the millennium-cultivated Transcendent Heaven-Piercing Nightmare Demon. It was a life-and-death struggle. The Heavenly Dao Sect sent an entire branch to eradicate the demon, but they were still heavily injured. We battled for three days and three nights. Finally, a companion gambled their life and depleted their spiritual power to create a unique opportunity for me, allowing me to strike a fatal blow.”
“But at that moment, I suddenly realized. The Transcendent Heaven-Piercing Nightmare Demon had somehow kidnapped my junior sister, hidden within its life force. If I killed it, my junior sister would also die. If I didn’t kill it, the companion who paved the way for me with their life would die due to the rebound.”
“I hesitated, unable to make a choice.” The sect leader stopped, looked up at the sky concealed by dense dark clouds, “Then, my junior sister died, and my companion died as well. Because of my hesitation, I couldn’t save anyone.”
“Young Master Ji, if it were you, what choice would you make?”
This is a choice that no one can make an immediate answer to.
“I know you can’t answer.” The sect leader turned to look at Ji Feichen, “So, at that moment, I suddenly realized how much I longed for someone to make the choice for me, to release me from that painful dilemma.”
“Do you know why it’s called the Heavenly Dao Sect?”
“Coexisting with the seven emotions and six desires is not the Heavenly Dao, but rather the human way. Heaven’s punishment doesn’t consider your joys or sorrows; it is a judgment that must be made.”
Ji Feichen: “I don’t know how to choose, but I won’t make decisions for others.”
Sect Master: “You’re just afraid of carrying a bad reputation.”
Ji Feichen subconsciously clenched his fists, pursed his lips, but didn’t speak.
The sect master burst into laughter, turned around to look at Xie Wuyan, “Xie Wuyan, what do you think…”
“Don’t ask me, I can save both of them.” Xie Wuyan glanced at him coldly.
The look in his eyes said it all: “You’re so weak, yet you’re the sect master.”
Sect Master: “…”
Ji Feichen: “…”
This ruining the mood.
Xie Wuyan’s purpose was clear. He seemed completely unaffected by the sect master’s lengthy story, and he went straight into the depths of the forest.
After who knows how long they walked, they finally cleared the clouds and saw the moon.
Ji Feichen’s pupils contracted, stunned in place.
It was a slope that seemed endless, with countless tombstones standing on it, densely packed. From beneath each tombstone, one could see the unique binding spell of the Heavenly Dao Palace.
A spell used to suppress, imprison, and bind souls.
Ji Feichen looked up, only to realize that it wasn’t darkened by clouds.
Rather, it was the restless spirits of the deceased. Due to their sheer number and being trapped here by the curse, they resembled a bottomless, swirling cloud of despair, lingering endlessly.
“Who are they?”
“They are my fellow clansmen.”
Xie Wuyan lifted his head, looked at the sect master, and calmly said, “Indeed, twenty years ago, they believed that the blood-burning technique had completely vanished. However, the Heavenly Dao Palace never intended to give up the power of this bloodline. Every clan member who died in the past, as long as their soul remains intact, will be imprisoned here.”
“Why?”
“For the sake of reincarnation,” Xie Wuyan replied. “They are gambling on a chance, betting that after countless reincarnations, there might be a slim opportunity for a person with the blood-burning constitution to reappear.”
“And if it doesn’t happen?”
Xie Wuyan didn’t answer.
But Ji Feichen knew the answer.
So these souls have been here all along.
Under the control of Heavenly Dao Palace, undergoing countless reincarnations.
Reincarnating, then being killed again.
Eternal cycle.
Eternally denied rebirth.
Ji Feichen gripped his sword tightly, “Sect master, have you ever considered that for the sake of the people of this world, these lives that you have extinguished with your own hands time and time again are also living beings?”
Xie Wuyan remained calm, “Would you feel sorrow for a sword that has failed?”
Ji Feichen looked at the sect master.
The sect master said, “Young Master Ji, do you think that when I do everything, I haven’t considered how many people in the world would not acknowledge me?”
Ji Feichen stared into his eyes.
“As my end draws near, those insults and criticisms are irrelevant to this old bones of mine. As long as the blood-burning technique can be passed down, and another person capable of opposing Xie Wuyan appears in the world, able to suppress these demon, and future generations without worries, then I will have no regrets.” The sect leader smiled, “Young Master Ji, if you want to stay clean, you can never become a truly benevolent person working for the well-being of the people.”
Just as his words fell, the sect master’s white hair, along with his robes, fluttered up and down. His whole body was surrounded by a golden light, with every inch of his spiritual power surging.
Thunder roared loudly, each subsequent roar more intense than the previous.
“Xie Wuyan, today, this place will be your burial site, and we shall go down together一”
However, before he could finish speaking, his voice abruptly stopped.
Xie Wuyan didn’t even lift an eyelid. As if he had foreseen it, he reached out and grasped the sect master’s head, applying a slight pressure with his two fingers.
Just now, the person who was still imposing, as if all his spiritual power had been instantly drained, the aura around him suddenly dissipated. A golden light surged towards the palm of Xie Wuyan’s hand, and his eyes gradually lost their luster.
“You…”
Xie Wuyan withdrew his hand with a look of disgust, blowing on his fingers.
The sect master sat slumped on the ground, his eyes lifeless like a puppet. After a long time, he looked hopefully at Ji Feichen and said, “Young Master Ji, you were born in a prestigious righteous sect. This is a great opportunity for you to save the world…”
Ji Feichen squatted down, meeting his gaze, and said, “I refuse.”
Now the sect master had no energy to inquire about the reasons for Ji Feichen’s decision. He looked as Xie Wuyan reached out his hand, and watched those ghosts who gathered into dark clouds move towards his direction, with a mixture of confusion and testing, gently touching his fingertips.
“Xie Wuyan! You can’t do this!”
“Why can’t I?” Xie Wuyan chuckled, “I’m not some prestigious righteous sect member, I’m a filthy, heinous monster.”
As he spoke, he reached his hand into those unfathomable vengeful ghosts, closing his eyes.
In an instant, the wind roared.
“Bang!”
In just a moment, countless tombstones covering the mountains and fields simultaneously exploded, sending rocks and soil flying, and golden light shimmering. The Soul-Binding Curse laid down by the entire sect was shattered in an instant.
That dark cloud was torn apart in an instant, and countless souls flew towards the sky, a magnificent yet sorrowful sight.
It should be over.
For thousands of years, the endless cycle of suffering had finally come to an end.
Just like that last bit of faith being extinguished, the sect master, like a broken ragdoll, kneels on the ground, body swaying precariously.
Xie Wuyan didn’t look at him, took a step, and walked straight ahead.
Ji Feichen followed, the two of them understanding each other without mentioning what happened just now. “So, did you call me here to show off how strong you are?”
“Ah, partly,” Xie Wuyan said.
… Thankfully, you’re strong enough.
Otherwise, you would have been assassinated thousands of times by now.
Ji Feichen didn’t bring up the words spoken by the Heavenly Dao Sect master earlier, because many things inherently lack absolute correct answers.
Once a choice is made, there’s no need to question the reasons behind it.
Soon, Xie Wuyan found the place he was looking for.
It looked like a dungeon.
Just getting close, one could sense an immensely powerful suppression here.
“This is what I need your help with.”
“What?”
“There’s a demon imprisoned here, called the ‘Heaven-Piercing Nightmare Demon.'”
“…Heaven-Piercing Nightmare Demon?”
“That’s the Nightmare Demon that caused the tragedy back then.”
“Well, but now it’s no different from an ordinary underworld demon.”
“So, what do you want me to do?”
“Kill it.”
Ji Feichen was taken aback.
For Xie Wuyan, killing this Nightmare Demon was even easier than crushing an ant, so why did he have to do it?
But Ji Feichen didn’t ask, he nodded and walked into the dungeon.
No one had been here for a long time, the smell of blood permeated the air, and occasionally, the sound of chains clinking could be heard, along with faint breathing.
Following that faint sound, Ji Feichen found the Nightmare Demon.
Indeed, it posed no threat anymore.
The torment it had endured from the Heavenly Dao Palace over these years had completely stripped away the majesty it once had, capable of stirring the world.
Every inch of its body was penetrated by the soul-piercing nails, hanging on the wall like that, covered in unhealable wounds. Even though it had only a breath left, it stubbornly clung to life.
As if sensing the approach of someone, the Heaven-Piercing Nightmare Demon opened its eyes, gazed at Ji Feichen for a long time, then slowly closed them again.
Ji Feichen couldn’t see the slightest desire for life in its eyes.
Why did Xie Wuyan want to kill such a Demon that posed no threat anymore?
At the moment when he pulled out the Flying Spirit Sword, Ji Feichen suddenly understood the reason.
Even though it was faint, he could still sense the aura emanating from the Heaven-Piercing Nightmare Demon.
It was the same as the aura of slaughter that Xie Wuyan exuded when he didn’t hide his power.
Exactly the same.
As if born from the same root.
Ji Feichen suddenly recalled that rumor.
Why was Xie Wuyan so powerful?
Because flowing through his veins was the most formidable human bloodline, and the most ferocious killing intent among the demons.
So that’s how it was.
When Ji Feichen emerged from the dungeon, the sky had completely darkened.
Xie Wuyan sat on the mountaintop, resting his hand on his knee, boredly gazing at the bright moon in the sky.
“Here.” Ji Feichen handed the magic pill to Xie Wuyan.
Xie Wuyan took it, played with it in his hand for a moment, then held it between two fingers and gently crushed it.
Casually, it was as if he had popped a bubble.
“By the way, about the blood-burning technique…”
Xie Wuyan: “From now on, there won’t be any more blood-burning technique.”
Ji Feichen pondered for a moment and felt it was reasonable.
The person burdened with such a secret technique would surely become a target of everyone’s criticism.
But soon he remembered, “Wait, but I remember that both you and Wanqing have the bloodline of this clan. What if in the future…”
“It won’t happen,” Xie Wuyan said.
Ji Feichen took a moment to realize what Xie Wuyan meant.
He was a little stunned.
While he wouldn’t interfere in Xie Wuyan and Shen Wanqing’s future life, he was still somewhat curious. After all, the cultivation world still held onto bloodline inheritance, especially for those who were powerful. They paid special attention to the continuation of their family lineage.
So, his curiosity was purely due to that.
Ji Feichen asked, “Why?”
Xie Wuyan: “Why ask why?”
Ji Feichen felt like it was a tongue twister, but he still explained: “In the cultivation world, this kind of thing usually requires a reason to be stated.”
Xie Wuyan thought for a moment, then chuckled: “She’s afraid of pain.”
After saying that, he moved his arm a bit and stood up, “I’m leaving.”
“Wait.” Ji Feichen stopped him, thought for a moment, and then said seriously, “I’ve decided to entrust Wanqing… to you.”
Silence.
It seemed as if only the sound of the wind could be heard.
“Huh?”
After a long while, Xie Wuyan spoke, with a puzzled expression: “Do you agree?”
“…” Grass.
And then, the two of them started arguing again.
“I don’t agree. I’m taking Wanqing back to the Ji family today.”
“Haha, it’s you, just you?”
They bickered all the way until they reached the entrance of the Heavenly Dao Palace, when suddenly they heard shouts of “Ai yo ai yo.”
They looked up and saw Shen Wanqing standing on the high platform of the Heavenly Dao Palace, hands on hips, with a large group of Heavenly Dao Palace disciples kneeling below.
“I’ll give you one last chance, okay?”
“Wuwuwu, we really don’t know where Xie Wuyan went, he suddenly came and beat us up and then disappeared.”
“I don’t care, I haven’t found him.”
“You’ve been hitting us the whole time! You never went to look for him!”
Shen Wanqing thought for a moment and realized that it was true, but quickly started to make excuses.
“Why can’t you all help me find him proactively? I’m not familiar with Heavenly Dao Palace!”
“But it was Xie Wuyan at that time, we barely managed to hide, how could we go find him?”
“You’re from such a powerful sect, why are all the disciples so timid? I, a young girl, dared to look for Xie Wuyan, but you all don’t dare?”
“… You’re his beloved concubine! We’re not!”
“You’re still talking back!”
And then Shen Wanqing beat them again.
The disciples of Heavenly Dao Palace cried in distress.
This is definitely venting frustration, right?
Ji Feichen covered his eyes, unwilling to admit that she was his sister.
Xie Wuyan stood a few meters away, holding his arms and watching, letting Shen Wanqing go wild.
After a while, some sharp-eyed disciples of Heavenly Dao Palace noticed and pointed, feeling relieved and shouted, “Xie Wuyan! Xie Wuyan is over there!”
Shen Wanqing looked up, her eyes immediately lit up, she happily ran over, and threw herself into Xie Wuyan’s arms, acting coquettishly, “How come you went out to fight without taking me with you?”