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Chapter 844 - 166: Lord of the Inheriting Heaven (14k words, large - , requesting monthly votes)
Chapter 844: Chapter 166: Lord of the Inheriting Heaven (14k words, large Chapter, requesting monthly votes)
Although Nan Huaijing’s words were somewhat unrealistic, they were acknowledged by the other four present.
The five of them, as True Transmission disciples, although they descended the mountain to undergo tribulations and battles to enhance their Fate Pattern and Destiny, it was also to better understand this world and the essence of their respective sects.
If one only knew how to fight and slaughter, then there would be no difference between humans and Heavenly Demons.
The so-called True Transmission, must have this kind of momentum to view the sect as oneself, to change the heavens and the earth.
However, for now, they couldn’t stay at the Jue’er Tribe any longer. After discussing for a while, they went to other prison areas and brought out other inner and outer disciples of the Bright Mirror Sect, preparing to return to the sect.
They were too lazy to deal with how General Jue’er would argue with the sect. As long as they repelled the Heavenly Demons, that was enough. There were plenty of battles in Bai Bu, and they had many places to continue fighting.
However, many junior brothers and sisters were injured, and there were no conditions for treatment outside. The five decided to return to the sect to recuperate and then consider the follow-up actions.
A team of carts and horses traveled on the desolate and broken village roads of Bai Bu, passing through one war-torn village after another. The villagers, tired and numb, were gradually recovering from the wounds of war. Columns of smoke rose in the deathlike silence, whether from cooking or from the sorrow of burned homes.
In the scorching summer wind, some injured disciples of the Bright Mirror Sect were thirsty. The convoy came to the riverside to fetch water and boil it, and also took the opportunity to clean their bodies and wounds.
"The water is poisoned."
Sun Xuan threw an elixir into each large pot of boiling water and explained, "The Heavenly Demons have polluted the upstream for a long time. Although my master and the others have already purified it, there is still residual poison in the soil. Boiling makes it safe, but it’s better to purify it once more."
"What exactly do these Heavenly Demons want?"
Gu Fei sat down on a large stone by the river. Today was relatively peaceful; he had only slain more than twenty Demon Monsters trying to attack the convoy, but it had exhausted him. This martial artist with purple eyes waved his hand in complaint, "Not living themselves but still wanting to kill others, what kind of living creature behaves like this?"
"If one truly understood, would the Heavenly Demons still be a problem?"
Qu Yan unceremoniously squeezed Gu Fei to the side. She had just finished maintaining everyone’s magic artifacts and was also exhausted. Picking up a piece of stone, she easily made dozens of skips on the river surface: "It’s not that complicated, just kill them all."
Thinking of the experience of being inexplicably imprisoned by the Jue’er Tribe, she shook her head, "Compared to not needing to understand the Heavenly Demons, understanding humans is even harder."
"Supplies are running low."
Qi Hezheng walked alongside Nan Huaijing. The two had just finished checking supplies and scouting the surrounding areas.
Qi Hezheng said worriedly, "The nearby villages barely have enough food for themselves. The big tribes are even collecting extra grain, resorting to forced levies if they can’t collect enough. Just now, Brother Nan drove away a group of grain collectors."
"Those bastards."
Nan Huaijing looked south with hatred, "If they can’t collect grain, they beat people, even snatching the last bowl of rice from children. Those bastards are just as poisonous as the Heavenly Demons."
Just now, they had asked the nearby villages about surplus grain, but barely had they started when a team of big tribe soldiers came to show the declaration and began to loot every household, not even doing it cleanly. If anyone resisted, they were beaten to near death.
A family, all looking emaciated, held their children and begged these soldiers to leave them enough food for a day, so they could have the strength to find something else to eat, but they were rudely pushed away and fell to the ground. The old man looked like he wouldn’t survive.
How could Nan Huaijing tolerate this shit? He stepped in, beat all the soldiers severely, and drove them away, killing those who had killed, and finally left his own Jade Mirror as a token.
But besides this, he couldn’t do more. During the war, there were countless such villages, impossible to help them all.
"Heavenly Demons are poison, ultimately just a natural disaster. If you ask me, human hearts are more poisonous than Heavenly Demons."
Sun Xuan was a local of Dust Li and had originally lived in Bai Bu. He shook his head slightly, "Even without Heavenly Demons, Bai Bu would still kill each other. With Heavenly Demons, there’s just an extra excuse to kill more brutally... Even sects intervene due to Heavenly Demons, and people below won’t dare to kill good people for false merit. If you ask me, this war is actually more reasonable than before."
"Otherwise, that village would have been slaughtered long ago, the whole village used for army provisions—if pushed too hard, that village might turn to Heavenly Demons, and they wouldn’t have any other way to live."
"Brother Sun, such thoughts are unacceptable. At least humans can be taught, but Heavenly Demons cannot."
Qi Hezheng, also a native of Dust Li, shook his head, "Saying it like that makes it seem like Heavenly Demons are the last threat to humanity. Are we supposed to be grateful to them for giving common folks the power to retaliate?"
"Oh, common people’s hatred can’t provoke Heavenly Demons. Unless they’re crazy, even if the hatred of a family massacre is multiplied several times, the Heavenly Demons wouldn’t care."
Sun Xuan knew his words were quite inappropriate, so he laughed and continued boiling water to remove poison and tended the injured disciples: "If we really have no supplies, I’ll soak Returning Yuan Pills in water. It won’t fill the stomach, but at least it should sustain us back to the sect. It’s just that some people’s injuries might worsen, and there’s nothing I can do."
"What to do?"
Qi Hezheng listened silently. He didn’t take Sun Xuan’s attitude towards Heavenly Demons seriously, but understood that what he said was true: Without Heavenly Demons, with only humans remaining, would the world get better? It might be even worse! Of course, if there were no Heavenly Demons from the start, even a worse world could have the possibility to get
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