Chapter 982: Chapter 890: The Secret of Demon Fiend Chapter 982: Chapter 890: The Secret of Demon Fiend In the Path-Scenic Land of the Great Demon Dao Cultivator.
The Departed Spirits who had escaped from the Reincarnation Realm were completely erased, existing neither in illusion nor reality.
Demon Fiend looked at Xinning with tears streaming down her face.
“Big Brother didn’t die, he woke up, didn’t he?”
“His books, his words, they will never hurt …”
Her voice shook with excitent, and within that excitent, there was a hint of indescribable sorrow!
It was like a child who had been away from ho for too long and suffered too much, suddenly seeing their own kin and feeling aggrieved.
Before this, she did not trust Xinning. In her eyes, Xinning was rely her obsession, a remnant shadow, and could not possibly be a reincarnation.
Because, back then, when she embarked on that path, she had seen with her own eyes the Lord of Reincarnation, who had followed Big Brother, fall into the cold darkness, with the Cycle of Rebirth Authority dissipated and the Reincarnation Realm collapsing.
A black path appeared, and she saw Big Brother being engulfed by the darkness, losing himself…
But now she was absolutely certain that Big Brother…
Must have awakened!
The supre ancient poems that Xinning had just read, including the taboo-breaking “The dry suffer from drought, the drenched perish in floods,” did not cause her to cease to exist…
In this world, only Big Brother’s words…
Could be like this, never harming her!
So, how could she not be excited…
Xinning looked at Demon Fiend with an unspoken sadness in her heart, squatting down and gently wiping away her tears.
“Big Brother isn’t dead. He ca back and fished out of the river of causality, along with Sound Venerate, Sword Venerable, Martial Honor… we’ve all returned.”
She whispered, handing over the book titled Cultivate Demons for Three Years, Invincible in Five to Demon Fiend, saying,
“Look, this is the book Big Brother gave . He taught to read, to recognize characters, taught poetry and prose… gave lots of books.”
And Demon Fiend, listening, trembled slightly as she opened the book.
It contained ancient poems.
Classic poems that one must morize on the Demon Path.
On many pages, there were traces of annotated notes.
Demon Fiend stared at these annotations, her eyes revealing endless mories and warmth.
“It’s Big Brother’s handwriting…”
“Big Brother promised , when he ca back, he would teach to read and write, give the best books to read, let learn the best knowledge, read the best stories… and he ca back, fulfilled his promise.”
Muttering to herself, Demon Fiend smiled through her tears and looked up at Xinning, saying,
“I am naturally an Invincible Demon Body, ageless, Undying… from the mont I was born, I bore the fate of the Demon Race.”
“Fate offers no choices. I have spent my whole life in battle and slaughter. I have stained myself with countless blood, killed countless enemies.”
“People say that I am Demon Fiend… They hate , fear , loathe to the bone.”
“But actually… I don’t like blood at all.”
“When I’m alone, I particularly enjoy fishing, collecting honey, catching loaches… I once raised many goldfish.”
“Once, I found an injured little deer, and while pursuing to save it, I t Big Brother.”
At the corner of her mouth, a sweet smile erged, saying:
“At that ti, Big Brother was living as a hermit on a mountain. He planted lots of vegetables, raised many chickens, and many fish, took pleasure in calligraphy and painting, and enjoyed composing poems and lyrics. I even thought he was just an ordinary person.”
“I caught a fawn, but I didn’t know how to heal it at all. If I used the Demonic Core to save it, the fawn would turn into a Demon Deer… At that mont, Big Brother appeared. He used a lot of herbs and helped bandage up the little fawn.”
“He asked where I ca from, and I was afraid to tell him my true identity, afraid I would scare him… So I lied and said I was a holess child.”
“Nobody had ever treated like a normal person, nor had anyone ever smiled at … But that day, he smiled, stroked my head, and told that if I had nowhere to go, I could stay.”
“So he took in, let help him in the yard to grow vegetables, raise chickens, and fish.”
Joy was all over Demon Fiend’s face as he said,
“I planted a patch of radishes. When they grew up and were pulled out to make soup, it tasted so good…”
“I raised those little fish so big… Big Brother said they could be used for fish soup, but I couldn’t bear to, and Big Brother never got to eat fish.”
“Right, the chickens that I helped Big Brother raise laid eggs and even hatched chicks! The first ti I saw little chicks break out of their shells, I was so happy… Excitedly holding a chick, I ran to find Big Brother to tell him about the chicks hatching.”
“Big Brother smiled and told that the birth of life is full of hardships, so it’s all the more precious.”
“Big Brother also taught to read poetry. Actually, I didn’t recognize those sentences, I didn’t even recognize the characters, but I knew that those sentences contained things so beautiful, I wanted to listen more and more.”
“Big Brother said that in poetry and in books, there were beautiful worlds.”
“I told Big Brother that I wanted to learn poetry, I wanted to read as many books as him, recognize lots of characters, and then… I would be able to possess those beautiful worlds.”
“But Big Brother didn’t agree. He said he had to leave for a while to do so things. If he could co back, he would teach to read, to write, teach about poetry and literature… and he’d give all his books.”
“I really wanted to learn, so I asked Big Brother where he was going, what he was going to do, and said I could help him… After all, I’m the Demon Fiend, I’m so powerful, surely I could help him do it!”
With a look of reminiscence on his face, a sweet smile on his lips, but tears in his eyes, Demon Fiend said:
“Big Brother told he had to save so lives, just like the little chickens, little fish, grasses, and trees in the yard… Later, I found out that he went to save the whole world.”
“…When Big Brother was leaving, he took out a piece of jade. He told that jade could record everything in the world. It already recorded my days in the small courtyard, my kind side. He told to never forget my kindness, and that he would also rember my kindness for .”
“He said that people must always rember the kindness in the depths of their hearts; it is the guiding light when one is lost… I will never forget these words.”
“When he left, I wanted to follow him. I was afraid he would get hurt, I didn’t want to part from him… but I found that I couldn’t catch up to him. Every step he took seed to put eons and distances between us.”
“That was when I truly understood, Big Brother… he was amazingly powerful, the strongest Cultivator I’ve ever seen.”
Upon saying this, Demon Fiend fell slightly silent, his expression tinged with a touch of sadness, and he said:
“Big Brother left, and I just kept waiting and waiting in the courtyard he left behind. I believed he would definitely co back. He promised he would co back to teach to read, to write, to teach poetry and literature…”
“But I never saw him again… The great upheaval arrived, The Era of the Ancient White Mist was obliterated, and many people were looking for him, but… none of them found him.”
“We broke through the Grey Mist Sea, following the path he had taken, but we were slaughtered by dark forces along that path… On that path, I saw the scenes from within the darkness, Big Brother was lost, enveloped in darkness, with no one by his side, he must have felt so lonely, so very lonely…”
“…After I died, I did beco an Evil Corpse for a while… but then, Demon Ancestor ca to watch over , and in his mind, there was a piece of jade…”
“It was Big Brother’s jade, the sa one that recorded my kind side.”
“So I woke up, freed myself from the state of being an Evil Corpse… I want to awaken Big Brother, he’s fallen asleep deep within the darkness, and must be so lonely…”
“The only way I could think of was to use the blood of all the beings in the True Ancestor World to water Big Brother’s jade, that piece of jade which he once wore and had the strongest connection to him.”
“When the blood of all the beings from the world he protected is poured onto the jade he wore, it might wake him up… I know he’ll be angry when he wakes up, but… I have to do it.”
After speaking, Demon Fiend lifted her gaze to look at Xinning, tears still unshed in her eyes, but her lips curved into a sweet smile, both happy and relieved, she said:
“This is my secret!”
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Although this chapter isn’t long, it was written and rewritten several tis.
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Goodnight.
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