"Impossible! In this world, only the Young Master can see through it. How did you know?" Pu Lingzi's Divine Soul struggled and roared, looking almost crazed.
ng Qingzhou held a tiny figure in his palm. Beneath the black silk and satin, a pair of compassionate eyes seed to quietly 'gaze' at him. He spoke calmly:
"Pu Lingzi, born into poverty, the glory of the Pu family long gone. In search of a way out, you resolutely joined the army. On the battlefield, lives were as insignificant as grass. You escaped death nurous tis and finally, in your youth, upon breaking through to the Cloud Ascension Realm, you had an epiphany and created the Divine Transformation Demonic Art."
"With this technique, you honed your flesh body through constant battle. In just ten years, you broke through to the Sea Covering Realm, earning the na of a madman. It was then that you t the Second Young Master of the Ji family. He guided you, transforming your technique into a grand path, creating the Divine Transformation Demonic Path."
"From then on, you separated your flesh body from your Divine Soul, using your soul to control your body, creating the undying and indestructible principle. With your unkillable nature and undefeated record, after breaking through to the Morning Glow Realm, you were promoted by the Second Young Master of the Ji family to beco the leader of one of the three major forces, the Mortal World."
"Am I right?"
ng Qingzhou recounted Pu Lingzi's life experiences as if they were his own.
Upon hearing this, Pu Lingzi suddenly stopped struggling. The small jade-white figure with tiny green bean eyes stared fixedly at ng Qingzhou and said:
"You... who exactly are you? So things, even the Young Master doesn't know."
ng Qingzhou grinned, mocking and sarcastic, "You keep calling him Young Master so affectionately. But what if I told you that the life you think you know is just an illusion, and there's another version of the truth? Would you like to hear it?"
Pu Lingzi replied coldly, "Trying to sow discord? You underestimate my loyalty to the Young Master. Since I've lost, do what you will. Don't resort to such underhanded tactics."
ng Qingzhou's expression turned icy.
This was the first ti he felt a strong urge to kill. He didn't care about any tricks as long as they weren't used against his family. Strength was all that mattered, and he feared no conspiracy.
But Ji Wushuang made the unforgivable mistake of targeting his wife. Such a person, how could he not kill them?
Since he had decided to be enemies, he wouldn't spare any of Ji Wushuang's forces or subordinates!
Kill them all, cleanly and thoroughly!
Yes... this was a different kind of 'survival path,' eliminating all threats to prevent future troubles. And even in death, he wouldn't let them die easily.
Destroy their will, collapse their faith, and finally extinguish their lives. That was the respect an enemy deserved.
"You have no choice." ng Qingzhou said coldly, pausing slightly before recalling the novel's plot and continuing:
"The Pu family declined thirty years ago. That was when Ji Wushuang, the Second Young Master of the Ji family, was traveling through the Sky State, hailed as the leader of the younger generation. He had found his own path, a path of plundering others' principles."
"But Ji Wushuang was not satisfied. He set his sights on the Pu family, which still had so prestige at the ti. He chose a young man... yes, that young man was you, Pu Lingzi!"
"Ji Wushuang orchestrated the downfall of the Pu family in secret. First, to wash away the sha of the Ji family's ancestors, completely erasing the Pu family. Second, to ignite the fighting spirit within you."
"Every step you took afterward was within Ji Wushuang's plan. He guided you into the military, where you comprehended the Divine Transformation Demonic Art on the battlefield. Then he 'accidentally' t you and enlightened you with a single word, making you eternally grateful..."
At this point, ng Qingzhou felt a bit sorry for Pu Lingzi and said with pity:
"In other words, the current Pu Lingzi was entirely created by Ji Wushuang."
"Unfortunately, you didn't et his expectations. You only created a flawed Divine Transformation Demonic Path. Disappointed, Ji Wushuang casually assigned you as the leader of the Mortal World, making use of a waste."
"And you, not only did you have to be grateful to your enemy, worshiping him like a god, but you also had to dedicate all your brilliance and light to your enemy. How laughable! The cultivation world is indeed cruel. Even a Great Being of the Morning Glow Realm is nothing more than an ant in the eyes of others."
Initially, Pu Lingzi sneered, thinking ng Qingzhou was just putting on a show.
But as he listened to the end, Pu Lingzi's expression gradually faded, staring blankly at ng Qingzhou.
As ng Qingzhou's words fell, ripples appeared on Pu Lingzi's jade-white Divine Soul, indicating a severe ntal blow.
Reflecting on his past, many doubts he had ignored surfaced today, like deep-water bombs exploding in his heart.
The sudden siege of the Pu family by various forces, targeting their business, reputation, and high-end combat power, almost wiped out the already weakened Pu family.
Years later, no matter how Pu Lingzi investigated, he found no clues. Seeking help from Ji Wushuang always ended in vain.
And his father's last words, lying in a pool of blood, stamring, "A house dog biting its master..."
Moreover.
When he successfully transford the Divine Transformation Demonic Art into a principle, he excitedly reported to Ji Wushuang, hoping for praise, only to see Ji Wushuang's disappointed eyes and hear him call him a waste before leaving...
...
...
Many unresolved doubts seed to make sense with ng Qingzhou's explanation.
Pu Lingzi raised his arm, looking at the slave mark, and suddenly laughed, a laugh full of sorrow.
"Young Master, would you go to such lengths to deceive just to harvest my path..."
"Definitely not! The Young Master is like the bright moon in the sky, a god among n. How could a god deceive his followers?"
"How laughable, ng Qingzhou, fabricating a lie to deceive , hahaha..."
"How laughable!!"
Pu Lingzi's Divine Soul almost laughed to tears, his laughter hysterical. The last four words, "How laughable," were almost roared out.
Whoosh...
Pu Lingzi gradually restrained his expression, casting a cold glance at ng Qingzhou, looking suddenly aged, his spirit broken, and said softly:
"This battle, you won..."
"And I, no longer have the courage to live. Please, give a swift end."
ng Qingzhou nodded slightly, pointing a finger, shattering Pu Lingzi's Divine Soul.
In the sunlight, Pu Lingzi's Divine Soul shattered like flowing light, scattering around.
Before dying.
"Old Ancestor, I'm sorry." Pu Lingzi looked back, his eyes clear, a hint of sha flickering in his gaze. At that mont, he seed to return to his youth, like a child who had done sothing wrong, being scolded by his parents, lowering his head, immature and innocent.
The Old Ancestor of the Pu family, with tears in his cloudy old eyes, reached out to touch Pu Lingzi's head but grasped nothing, murmuring, "Silly child..."
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