Chapter 64 Yu Chengyu's Voice

The little white dot swayed a little, a little unstable. Han Zhi drove away the white butterflies around him, and he seemed to feel a little more comfortable.

"Master..." a hesitant voice came: "Why are you doing this? You shouldn't hurt people like this. He is also your apprentice..."

"Ayu!"

After hundreds of years, Yu Chen couldn't contain his excitement when he heard Yu Chengyu's voice again.

"How can you say that!" Yu Chen said: "My disciple is you, only you are my disciple, no one can replace you!"

He seemed to feel a little excited and said slowly: "Ayu, you know? When he called me Master for the first time, I was really happy, because that was so much like you, but...but my apprentice is you! How can I be happy!"

"You are still waiting for me, I will bring you back!"

"As long as I can get you back, I will give up everything..."

"No, it's not."

Yu Chengyu said: "Master, it was you who gave him the name Yu Chengyu, it was you who said he was your disciple, and it was you who... killed him."

"You turned my name into a prison, but you never wanted to listen to my voice."

"Master, the earth, the soil, the sand, the rocks, all have my voice. I am always by your side."

The white spiritual light drifted to Yu Chen's side, and he seemed to rub against him intimately: "Now, I can finally make you listen to me."

"In the fragrant forest, new leaves urge the old ones forward; in the flowing water, the first waves give way to the last. The cycle repeats itself, until we all return to the dust."

His voice was slow and long. Han Zhi had seen his appearance in his heart. He was a man with a gentle temperament, and was extremely clean and beautiful.

He hugged him and said to him, "Hanzhi, you have suffered."

Han Zhi didn't respond to him. Yu Chengyu smiled and said, "After all, I'm also your senior brother."

"He prepared that for you."

What master... what affinity...

It's all fake!

There was no way to refute this, so Yu Chengyu said, "I'm sorry, I know I can't apologize to you on behalf of my master, but..."

“No need.”

Han Zhi closed his eyes: "After all, I should thank him. Without him, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Yu Chengyu: "Actually..."

He didn't know whether he should tell Han Zhi that when his master struck the divine nature in his body, he actually cast a curse on him secretly. Even if Han Zhi didn't seek death, he would not live long.

Han Zhi said: "Do you know that this is my heartland? I can hear everything you think here."

Yu Chengyu: "..."

He wanted to explain, but Han Zhi said, "No need, I don't care anymore."

"But you, do you want to say a few words to him?"

The last words Yu Chengyu said to Yu Chen were:

"Master, it's too cold in there. Please let me go, and let yourself go too."

After he finished speaking, the white halo disappeared. Before Yu Chen could get excited, Han Zhi restrained him: "He is still there, but he is too tired and can't stand it."

Yu Chen: “…”

He was scared to death.

"Then when will he..."

"You should worry about yourself first." Han Zhi took him in his hand and turned to walk towards Mu Qingyang: "Don't you want the real Red Moon Grass?"

Mu Qingyang fought two people alone. Even with the power of the Golden God drawn from the formation, she was still somewhat powerless. Her scattered black hair fluttered in the wind. She said unwillingly: "You already found out! You used fake things to fool me!"

"Yeah. Thanks to you, I recovered my memory ahead of time." Han Zhi flew forward. Although the Red Moon Grass was fake, the effect of Mu Qingyang's magic circle was still useful. It was just that she failed to obtain the power of the Moon Goddess that she wanted most.

As Han Zhi finished speaking, a faint red glow suddenly appeared in his palm, and the real Red Moon Grass emerged from the halo, with dew still condensed on the leaves. Mu Qingyang's pupils suddenly constricted, and her grip on the vine suddenly tightened. The formation cracked due to her turbulent mood, and the extraction of the Golden God's divine power was instantly sluggish.

"Want it?" Han Zhi continued walking. When he reached the edge of the formation, he suddenly turned around. His fingertips lightly brushed across the leaves of the Red Moon Grass, then enveloped it in a layer of ice. "Tell me first, what do you want the Moon God's power for?"

"do what?"

Mu Qingyang seemed to hear something ridiculous: "I want to be the only one in the world. I want this continent to be shrouded in my shadow. I want no one of you to dare to look down on me!"

"No one looks down on you." Han Zhi frowned: "But I'm not surprised you have such thoughts. Okay, here's the thing."

"Han Zhi?" Chi Changyuan was surprised. He didn't expect him to do this. Seeing this, the Water God wanted to stop him, but was pulled back by him.

"Let him do what he wants to do." Chi Changyuan said: "I trust his judgment."

These words were like thunder in Mu Qingyang's heart. She raised her head suddenly and said, "Are you willing to give me..."

"Why wouldn't I want to?" Han Zhi tilted his head: "What do you think I should do?"

Mu Qingyang: “…”

The Red Moon Grass was floating in front of her, but she was reluctant to reach out and take it.

"Are you afraid I have some trap?"

Han Zhi smiled, and he waved his hand to take the Red Moon Grass back: "Okay, now I don't want to give it to you."

"You're kidding me!" Mu Qingyang was angry.

"I don't have it." Han Zhi said helplessly: "It's you who doesn't want it."

He said, "Without destruction, there is no construction. I respect your ambition and admire your planning. Good can be transformed into evil, ugliness can be transformed into beauty, and weakness can be transformed into strength. Besides, you are not weak."

"You healed the pain that Nan Chao Wenyan had caused Mu Sheng, and reconciled the strife that followed the war. You capitalized on the feelings of the Ice God and the Gold God towards you, restoring your authority as a god in the mortal realm. For the past thousand years, as a monarch, you have been absolutely impeccable."

"But now, a thousand years later, you have chosen to join forces with Nan Chao Wen Yan, the man who once brought countless scars to Mu Sheng. Does this count as a betrayal?"

Mu Qingyang was shocked: "How did you know? It was Nan Chaowenyan!"

"No," Han Zhi said, "but you forgot that I am now the God of Stone. Even in mountains, rivers, lakes, and the vast ocean, as long as there is "stone", I can hear the sound. This includes the sand left by the weathering of rocks. In my sleep, I also saw the cooperation between Nan Chao Wen Yan and you."

The Red Moon Grass was in his palm. Han Zhi stared at it. The crimson leaf roots were flowing with a silver halo, like thin silk soaked in cinnabar, while the back was a clear moon-white color. When he touched it with his fingertips, he could feel a layer of silver frost as fine as dust covering the surface of the leaves, which would rustle and emit star-like light when the wind blew.

What a beautiful and romantic plant.

"You all want to obtain the Red Moon Grass and the power of the Moon Goddess, but you don't dare to personally examine the Moon Goddess' body."

A small flame condensed at Han Zhi's fingertips, and when the flame touched the silver-white color of the Red Moon Grass, it instantly turned into a charred black.

"What are you doing! You can't..."

"Even if you have the Red Moon Grass, you can't obtain the power of the Moon God." Han Zhi said softly: "I know you won't believe it, so I will destroy it in front of you personally."