All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 1015 - 271 You are not loyal! (2/3)

Chapter 1015: Chapter 271 You are not loyal! (2/3)

In just an instant, An Jing’s aura concealed itself. He had already cultivated the Mysterious Steps, and when the Imperial Heaven and Houtu Method finally evolved into the ’Supreme Celestial True Solution,’ An Jing’s aura could fuse with the aura of heaven and earth at any time, achieving Unity of Heaven and Man.

This could be paired with the ’Sun Unlimited,’ or used to conceal his aura.

After concealing his aura, An Jing swiftly approached Nianquan Mansion. In this state, as long as he wasn’t within the coverage range of the opponent’s Law Domain, even a True Lord might not detect him.

"... It’s not aimed at you personally, Nian Quan. I’ll repeat, I have no issue with you! My target is merely the plans and decisions!"

"If you were really only targeting plans and decisions, why didn’t you voice your opinion earlier? Why wait until An Jing left to seek me out alone? Do you think An Jing doesn’t take suggestions, or do you think I’m narrow-minded?"

Their conversation was relatively restrained, but the tension indeed overflowed. An Jing’s brow slightly furrowed, he could discern that this argument between the two started not long ago, and it’s likely during the time when the ’Navy propaganda’ began?

At this moment, Huo Qing’s voice rang out again. He took a deep breath and then said, "Alright, then I’ll be frank. Nian Quan, I think you really went dumb from going to school; you actually believe those young masters would change because of some vague dreams and pursuits, and follow An Jing’s cause... I don’t know if you’re foolish or too much in belief in An Jing, to an impractical extent."

"Those young masters and misses, accustomed to luxury, whose single elixir is enough to cover our expenses for a year or years... Ha, I believe, I believe there indeed will be good people among them, who would sympathize, pity us after knowing the plight of the lower class... lofty pity, superficial sympathy."

"And like An Jing, clearly with a strong background and profound inheritance, yet truly focused on thinking how to change the world, how many such Saints do you think would emerge in a thousand years?"

"There will always be some."

Nian Quan said in a deep voice, "Since there’s a possibility, we must strive for it, even if only one emerges in a thousand years, then we’ll live a thousand years, waiting for the next one!"

Nian Quan’s words were firm and resolute, but Huo Qing almost laughed in anger: "I was exaggerating, and you really counted it? I’ll be honest, there simply won’t be any, An Jing is special, I’ve never met anyone like him!"

"Nian Quan, I really want to ask, have you forgotten? We are all from the lower class! Those ’Genius Heaven’s Chosen’ who oppress us, those family companies, what have these young masters and misses really done while exploiting the lower classes? Even if they truly did something, don’t they all become like their fathers and grandfathers when they grow mature?"

Unprecedented. Huo Qing’s attitude was extremely angry, severe, his words were like a martial artist, straightforward, no holds barred: "You choose to believe in them, why not just say you believe the company can self-reform successfully, and return to the Dao Courtyard of the old days?"

But, in response to such accusations, Nian Quan remained calm.

"Are you trying to say I’ve betrayed?"

He calmly said, "Is this your true thought?"

And Huo Qing also exhaled, calming a bit, but his words were still unyielding: "Indeed, at least there is this trend."

"In the past, you hated large companies, thinking about destroying them, entering the Third Middle School was also to utilize their resources, but now you think about recruiting their young generation... Is the future going to become internal reform? A top-down policy change?"

"Have you forgotten your mother’s revenge? When they were high above, deciding to silence everyone in the Black Market, who would oppose, help those innocent people?"

Hearing about his mother, Nian Quan was silent for a while. He was taking a deep breath, then said somewhat uncontrollably, "Of course, I remember. But I know even more clearly, mother wouldn’t want me to become an Evil Ghost thinking only about destroying everything. What I have to do is change this world, my actions are only for this goal, I don’t need other people’s approval, including yours, I will prove it myself."

Saying this, he raised his hand, pointing at Huo Qing, his words growing sharper: "Instead, it’s you, Huo Qing, why are you suddenly so angry? At least I have my mother’s revenge to avenge. You, though living at the bottom, still have an uncle and aunt taking care of you. What’s the deal with this crazy outburst now?"

"I don’t like comparing sob stories, but if I have to say, I’m really envious that you still have relatives who genuinely care for you, you’re the one with a way out!"

--- Oh no, damn it, these two have argued to the point of mentioning relatives!

When An Jing heard it, he felt something was amiss, for such people, insulting each other in arguments was a minor issue, they could scold each other freely and still be good brothers the next day, but bringing in family wasn’t just a disagreement, it was a grudge.

How could it be, suddenly fires started behind? Coming back directly to watch was indeed the right choice, intervening and having an open conversation about each other’s thoughts should iron things out.

However, the anticipated scene of tempers flaring up did not appear.

The two fell into a period of silence, then Huo Qing first spoke.

"Hot pot."

Nian Quan frowned, and Huo Qing continued, "It’s because of hot pot."

"Hot pot?"

Nian Quan was puzzled, "What do you mean by this?"

"I mean, I was actually thinking even more naively than you before."

Huo Qing turned his head, looking towards the city center: "Last time, Mrs. Guang took us to that hot pot restaurant. It was bustling, the ingredients fresh, very delicious. There was beef, lamb, lots of spirit beast meat."

"An Jing is most likely accustomed to eating these. He’s guiding Qu Tong, leading him to walk his own path, just like he guided us, without focusing on eating... and I ate a lot, it was really delicious."

Turning his head, Huo Qing looked at Nian Quan, their black and blue eyes met, and Nian Quan could faintly see a kind of uncontrollable rage in those deep eyes: "I learn Formations, but I’m also a Body Cultivator, Martial Cultivator. Nian Quan, a good meal is important to me, my Divine Skill is also the Body Refining Technique, so I know very well that the money for that one meal is enough for my food expenses for a year."

"And in the city center, just this one store, how many people consume daily? If averaged out, how many people suffering from hunger could eat a good meal, how many people from the Wilderness could survive?"

"Nian Quan! Xuanye City... no, the four major groups, how much value have They created? It’s definitely an incredible amount, clearly everyone could be fed, yet some are still in poverty, clearly everyone could live in a good house and have a safe life, yet there are still young people like me, who must join gangs, and then damn well die meaninglessly, without value, just like that, dying on the streets, dying in the Wilderness?"

"Your mother, if she worked hard and earned enough money, would she really need to work in the Black Market? Gang fights, isn’t it really about deliberately consuming the blood of the lower class? Those at the top never consider the lower class as human, and indeed, we are not needed by them. The entire Xuanye City and safety zone are merely a container for cultivating diversity, and I have not forgotten where I come from!"

An Jing listened silently. He thought about when he first arrived in the Tianyuan Realm, taking a bulletproof poncho off a young gang member in the deep mountains. That gang member was indeed only about fifteen or sixteen years old, very young, yet died on the street, his body being corroded by acid rain, eventually leaving little of his bones.

And considering how many of Huo Qing’s former ’childhood friends and buddies’ met the same fate in the acid rain?

Huo Qing’s anger was justified. An Jing hadn’t forgotten, nor had he forgotten. Huo Qing remembered where he came from, hence he always refused to forget.

An Jing understood. These two people were not merely arguing, nor was it a simple disagreement... they were genuinely contemplating the future, so they must ascertain each other’s true intentions now. If they can’t trust without doubt, the future would truly breed betrayal.

Perhaps, there’s no need for himself to stitch things up.

He was waiting.

And Nian Quan did not disappoint his expectations.