In the eyes of worldly people, Blood Corpse Jade Makeup is rely a corpse, just a tool long since unable to bear emotions, a weapon, even her hand-raised successor thinks so.
However, he does not think this way.
All emotions and desires are true self; crying and laughter are real, love and hate are true, infatuation is genuine.
Blood Corpse Jade Makeup is Yuzhuang’s final fra, the image of ti frozen, and this image is enough to condense his true feelings.
Since his true feelings are real, Blood Corpse Jade Makeup is not a tool, a weapon, but a living existence.
What does the truth of the world matter?
What matters is the truth in his eyes!
"If I align my heart with the heavenly heart.
Then what is the heaven?
Ha, it’s just an existence of a higher realm.
Therefore, as long as I beco stronger, stronger.
There will co a day when heavenly hearts need to align with my heart.
What is true, what is false?
Heaven and earth do not dictate.
I decide what counts."
Whoosh~~
Whoosh~~
Two figures swam into the deep sea, frolicked for a while, fished for fish and shrimp, and when the scorching sun shone high at noon, Song Yan did not use magic to squeeze the water from his robes but instead took off his outer clothes, hanging them on the burning rocks to dry.
By the bonfire, cooking fish and shrimp, Blood Corpse Jade Makeup sat across from him, picking up firewood and sending it into the fire, then quietly watched him eat the fish and shrimp.
A tree root snuck out from Song Yan’s embrace, and Song Yan skewered a well-cooked fish, offering it to Po Xu Shahua, smilingly asking, "Will you eat too?"
The tree root struck.
In an instant, the cooked fish turned to ashes.
Song Yan was montarily stunned, then cursed under his breath, "Wasteful!"
The scene seed to turn into a serene and quiet picture.
...
...
Half a year later...
"Cold Snow Old Demon" Hong Qingsang finally left Sweet Wine Island with his grandson.
As a demon cultivator who rolled between life and death for years, Hong Qingsang was especially cautious.
He keenly detected that the Divine Infant Cultivator at the auction had a connection to that blood corpse, and he had once spoken disrespectfully in front of that Divine Infant Cultivator. Though this was nothing, he has always been prudent, preferring to stay longer in Sweet Wine Island to avoid possible pursuit.
During these days, he also investigated the surrounding seas, having long since lost news of that Divine Infant Cultivator.
Only then did he relax, and then this morning he left with a purchasing team from Hundred Skills Sect outside Sweet Wine Island, later parting ways halfway, heading in another direction.
The sea was boundless, Hong Qingsang, with the purple-robed youth, swiftly flew over the sea bearing a black smoke billowing Soul Banner.
Suddenly, a strange emotion filled his heart; not danger, but distraction.
Bright moonlight was veiled by light clouds, a pair of eyes erged behind the clouds.
Those eyes initially seed ordinary, but within a mont, they beca huge, occupying his entire vision.
The mont Hong Qingsang gazed at those eyes, he felt all the violence and darkness within him boiling up, the heart realm he painstakingly consolidated began to crack under the faint gaze of those eyes.
High above, he vaguely saw a massive pair of lips.
Those lips opened and closed, sternly asking, "Where do you still want to go?!"
Hong Qingsang stopped, repeatedly murmuring, "Where do I still want to go, where do I still want to go?" At one ti, his heart was in chaos, his eyes darting frantically, utterly confused.
He committed countless evils, slaughtered cities refining banners, abused countless won, wrecked countless families, and half a year ago, seeing that pretty female corpse even had an impulse to defile it, though due to reputation constraints, he deliberately let his grandson speak for him.
As for his grandson, his descendant though he is, when he was in the mundane world, he was rely a bit of a rogue, not truly evil. But after finding this only bloodline upon returning ho, the grandson suddenly realized he was a descendant of the Purple Mansion Immortal, his disposition rapidly changed. Then under his indulgence and encouragent, he beca just like him.
But...
He...
He was not like this before, why did he get lost?
In such a state, where else does he want to go? Can he still go anywhere?
Just then, a sharp cry exploded beside Hong Qingsang’s ear, "Grandpa!!"
It was the voice of the purple-robed youth, a voice full of shock and fear.
Hong Qingsang hurriedly lifted his head, only to see a giant hand covering the sky reaching out from the clouds.
That giant hand shadowed the moonlight, sealing off all his power. In fact, even with all his strength, he couldn’t respond, let alone... his ntal defenses crumbled, he couldn’t even react quickly.
The next mont, he felt his body being squeezed tightly, the defensive thoughts subconsciously deployed were casually crushed by that hand.
Then, his divine soul turned cold, completely pulled out, the black Plague Tiger tattoos climbed his divine soul.
As for his body, it had already been pierced by so bizarre tree roots, then quickly withered.
Having witnessed this scene, the purple-robed youth was dumbfounded, almost not believing his own eyes.
Because another Hong Qingsang appeared before him.
Identical in both face and aura, it was Hong Qingsang!
But...
How can there be two grandpas in the world?
This horrifying scene was too scary for soone at the Late Stage Of Crimson Palace, too difficult to comprehend.
And in the next instant, he faintly saw a lock-shaped gray light shoot over, entering his body.
His body twitched, in an instant... his will underwent a world-changing transformation.
He still was Hong Qingsang’s grandson, Hong Wucheng, but now wholeheartedly he only wished to follow the orders of the person in front of him, even if it ant death, he wouldn’t flinch.
Song Yan carefully digested the information from "Cold Snow Old Demon" Hong Qingsang, then nodded satisfactorily, praising the Plague Ghost Hong Qingsang, "Indeed a well-traveled demon cultivator, truly knowledgeable. Though you don’t know the 2nd-level Cultivation Profound land’s market, you hold the Passage Order of the biggest market in Star Luo Domain. Good, good, I did not misjudge you."
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