All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 987 - 261 Ex Nihilo’s Duty (4200)

Chapter 987: Chapter 261 Ex Nihilo’s Duty (4200)

"So, it’s the Yuan Family?"

An Jing indeed knew about Qu Tong’s situation. This is also why An Jing didn’t clear out this ’Tribulation Cultivator’ after the other party laid their cards on the table: "Then it seems I shouldn’t hold back; I need to eliminate that True Person."

In his view, the fact that Qu Tong didn’t engage in indiscriminate slaughter in such a situation already meant he had some moral conscience, belonging to the kind of person who could be saved.

"No, no need..."

Upon hearing An Jing’s words, Qu Tong looked up in shock at An Jing—he couldn’t comprehend why An Jing could so casually talk about ’eliminating a True Person’... Could it be true? Could there really be someone who would go against the Yuan Family and kill a True Person because of such an experience?

Why would they? Why would An Jing do this?!

"You misunderstood; it’s not because of you, but because of the matter itself."

An Jing noticed Qu Tong’s bewilderment, naturally knowing that the other party’s way of thinking couldn’t understand him.

This was normal; he never thought that the people of this world could understand his thoughts because they are conditioned by this world, leaving scars no matter how much they resist, leaving their thinking with entrenched wounds.

And he, was born to discipline this world.

"Speaking of which."

An Jing ate a piece of beef, and pensively looked out the window: "As we eat beef, similar things might be happening elsewhere, right?"

"Not to mention, Qu Tong, if I hadn’t held back and fought the Fengdu Guards with all my power from the start, do you know how many people like you would emerge?"

"I don’t know..." Qu Tong didn’t know how to answer this question, but perhaps recognizing that An Jing was seriously asking, he gathered his Spirit and seriously answered: "Probably... hundreds or thousands would die."

"Right."

An Jing’s chopsticks didn’t stop, nor did his words: "And if I truly showed no mercy, killing these thousands, would you hate me?"

"Because I created more of your kind, I would actually be like those similar to the Yuan Family."

Qu Tong was stunned, then deeply lowered his head.

Such words wouldn’t normally garner much attention, like a hypothetical condition, never serious from the start, naturally invoking no sincere reflection.

But there was a certain power.

Because it was An Jing, because the one being asked was him, a long-existing doubt, a long-existing power, urged Qu Tong to question his own Heart.

Would he?

"I wouldn’t..."

He slowly uttered these words as if he finally saw something clearly.

Qu Tong suddenly fiercely pounded his thigh, with such force that the whole private room shook violently, and he gritted his teeth: "I wouldn’t, damn it!"

"I wouldn’t even care, wouldn’t even mind, I would only think that the boss’ power is unparalleled, to actually defeat the Purple Mansion True Man, who cares if others die or not!"

"I..."

"My thoughts..."

"Are just like..."

——Just like when my love, my child died, no one cared, just like those indifferent people...

"How could I... be such a person?"

Even when deprived of the freedom to revenge by the company, even when deprived of the freedom of soul by the Feng Family True Person, Qu Tong had never felt such fear as he did now.

The chair shattered, he clutched his head and knelt on the ground, as if trying to reject this line of thought, trying to refuse to use a knife to dig into his own thoughts.

This man feared not death and despair, but...

A vast, insurmountable force, like the eternally dark skies hovering over everyone’s head, never-ending.

Because it didn’t happen to him, he could remain indifferent.

Apathy.

[Demon]

An Jing ate the beef.

Everyone else either looked on in astonishment or pondered thoughtfully, turning to gaze at him and Qu Tong, yet An Jing simply watched calmly as Qu Tong suddenly crumbled, who should have crumbled long ago, or perhaps, was merely pretending to be normal.

He liked eating beef.

He didn’t like being the only one able to eat beef.

Perhaps, the Heavenly Dao was the same.

If not, it wouldn’t have granted a Divine Skill like Divine Intention.

"Alright then."

Watching the suffering, the familiar feeling Qu Tong gave him, An Jing put down his chopsticks: "Seeing yourself clearly means you have self-awareness and are not beyond salvation."

"Qu Tong, I didn’t do it."

He looked at the other, speaking calmly: "Because I’m not such a beast, even if I had the power, it would still be so."

"Qu Tong, you’re still very weak now, so being a beast doesn’t matter. But next, as long as you continue to follow me, you will grow stronger. At that time, if the part of you that’s beastly hasn’t been eliminated."

Thus An Jing said, raising his Sword Finger, pointing at the confused or pained Qu Tong: "You will become that type you despise, a new beast."

"Then, even if you have invincible power to destroy everything in this World, you would still just be a blaze of Destruction, nurturing only new Destruction."

"And I will kill you too."

Zhang Xian, Xu Yue, and Mrs. Guang, did not understand what An Jing was saying now.

Iron Hand, Rusty Feather, and Steel Skeleton seemed thoughtful, they sensed something, but like seeing flowers in the mist, it wasn’t clear.

Huo Qing and Nian Quan, however, seemed somewhat awake from a dream, they looked at Qu Tong in a daze, then exchanged a look with each other.

——Seems like, we have been a bit complacent.

——Perhaps, indeed, we have forgotten.