Chapter 110 Crane Cry (8)
Sometimes, marriage is not about love, but just about confrontation, competition, and the fulfillment of ambition.
The world of immortal cultivation is not fair, and a world with intelligent creatures cannot be fair.
The racial divide, confrontation, and killings between races are merely the external struggles that every human race is forced to participate in. The disparity in strength and gender within the monastic community incites monks of different classes and genders to fight for their own interests.
Resources are fixed. If you eat one more bite, others will eat one less bite.
If someone wants to steal your resources, you will...
Forming groups to exclude others, widening the gap, and solidifying classes?
The male cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation said that they had all tried the above options.
At the beginning, the demons in the world of immortal cultivation were powerful, and the human race was just a human sacrifice raised by the demons and monsters, a resource that could be plundered.
After their first menarche, human women are captured by demons for breeding. Their partners include animals, weak demons, and human men. They repeat the cycle of pregnancy and childbirth over and over, losing their fertility and being eaten by the demons.
As for human males, their flesh and blood are either taken after they grow up, or they are crushed as soon as they are born to be used as food for monsters.
In the extremely terrifying environment, the human race is like countless tightly twisted straws, huddling together for survival.
The demons' desires are insatiable. Like locusts, they swarm through cities, slaughtering their inhabitants with blood. After their homes are overrun, parents strangle their children, husbands hang their wives. No one wants to live a lowly existence, like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.
That era was called the "Darkest Barbaric Age" by the human race. It was not until the emergence of Kaiyuan that the human race gained the courage to resist.
Kaiyuan is revered as a "sage" by the human race because his life was so glorious and brilliant, like the sun in the sky, that one cannot look directly at it. Looking back on his eventful life is like watching an exaggerated mythological epic, both incredible and natural. One glance will make your scalp tingle and your breath disappear.
Establish the foundation of the Tao, open up the Qi and Xue, and spread the techniques widely. Man cannot rely on heaven.
I have no need to slay demons, suppress ghosts, and burn with a long sword.
Without Kaiyuan, human cultivators would not have been able to grow so rapidly. Kaiyuan changed the fate of the human race, but at the same time, he also left many problems.
Among them is gender inequality.
In barbaric times, men were stronger and more capable of fighting than women, so they took on the responsibility of protecting their wives and daughters. This concept of "men working outside, women working inside" was passed down from generation to generation and became deeply ingrained.
After Kaiyuan discovered basic exercises suitable for human cultivation, he compiled them into booklets and distributed them widely. However, due to the constraints of their mindsets, few women chose to practice. They presented the booklets they found to their husbands, brothers, and sons, and placed their hopes of defeating the alien race on them.
The men concentrated on their cultivation with the support of their wives and daughters, and those with outstanding talents were promoted rapidly.
They fought demons, reclaimed their homes, occupied cities, and became powerful rulers. In just a few years, the world of immortal cultivation gave rise to a large number of male cultivators, who formed alliances and firmly controlled the resources that the human race could control.
If you move one step faster, you will have the right to speak.
Cultivation can ignore the power gap between men and women. This is the best opportunity for women to gain the right to speak. As long as there are more female cultivators, men and women can rule on equal terms. However, old ideas have bound women, and they have missed the best opportunity.
If we fall behind by one step, we will lose equality forever.
By the time the female cultivators grew up, the land that could be occupied by the immortal world had already been divided up by the male cultivators. They wanted to fight on an equal footing, but the male cultivators refused their request on the grounds of protecting them.
The male monks are very cunning. They won't directly say "I don't want to give you power." Instead, they will package and beautify their discriminatory behavior, using all kinds of sweet excuses:
——"It's too dangerous. It's not safe for you as a girl."
——"I'm here for everything, what are you worried about?"
——"Practicing is too hard, I will take good care of you"
Sweet words are like industrial saccharin. They taste sweet and penetrate deep into your heart, but when you look back, they are bitter and astringent.
[Female Co-host] witnessed Madam Fen, Yun Yeting, change the world for the first time.
At the beginning, male nuns and female nuns sat in different seats.
Even though both were invited to the banquet, men and women were required to sit at separate tables. The male cultivators gave a sweet excuse: "I'm afraid of offending the fairies." Seating was arranged in descending order of realm, but female cultivators were required to sit behind the last male cultivator.
Why should female cultivators of the same level sit behind male cultivators?
Why should I sit behind a male cultivator of a lower realm?
Isn't this discrimination?
Compared to Kaiyuan, Yun Yeting was more adept at political maneuvering. She was a great politician and an excellent group ruler. She didn't directly point out that the male cultivators were excluding female cultivators. She simply said, "I'm a female cultivator too. I'll sit over there too."
Whenever she moved, all the female cultivators followed suit.
Yun Yeting is the leader of Kaiyuan Sect, the most powerful person in the world. If she doesn't sit in the first seat but in the back row, then the back row becomes the front row, and where she sits is the first seat.
The situation was reversed, with the male cultivator falling behind.
Yun Yeting toasted to the guests as usual, and everything remained the same. The male cultivators looked grim and helpless. Yun Yeting was a great cultivator, and she could kill all the cultivators present by herself. They didn't dare to resist or argue.
Power is a good thing. It can make the ambitious kneel down and the unwilling kowtow.
Perhaps worried that Yun Yeting would fix the seating order, a clever male cultivator immediately suggested, "There's a difference between immortals and mortals. We cultivators should abandon bad habits. Male and female cultivators are like family, all like-minded relatives and friends. Since we're good friends, why should we sit at separate tables? Why not decide the order based on the level of our realm?"
There was a hidden meaning in these words, and Yun Yeting chuckled when he heard it.
The little tricks of the male monks were like the long shadows of torches at midnight in deep winter. When she looked over, all their plans were clearly visible, so stupid that it made her want to laugh.
At that time, the cultivation level of male cultivators was generally higher than that of female cultivators. If the order was only based on realm, then Yun Yeting would have to be the first, and the top 20 would also have to be male cultivators. This division seemed fair, but in fact it was more hurtful.
The former means "men and women sit at separate seats, and women can only sit at the back", and the latter means "women are not strong enough and can only sit at the back".
The faces of the female cultivators present turned red and white, and they looked at Yun Yeting as if they were looking at their only hope.
Madam Fen is indeed their only hope.
Yun Yeting was in no hurry. She drank slowly, ignoring the male cultivator. She didn't say anything, and the male cultivator didn't dare sit down either. He could only stand there awkwardly, holding his glass.
The other male cultivators didn't dare to talk to him either.
The first bird to stick its head out gets hammered down. Madam Fen wants to establish her authority, so who would want to be humiliated by her? That male cultivator's cleverness backfired, but didn't the other male cultivators present understand? They just didn't dare to speak out!
It was unknown how long it took, until the male cultivator's legs were trembling and he almost wanted to leave, before Yun Yeting spoke:
"Since we are relatives and friends, we should keep in touch. You male cultivators usually don't dare to invite fairies to your banquets for fear of offending them. Today I am the host, and you brothers and sisters should accept my invitation. You can take this opportunity to have a heart-to-heart talk and discuss the path. How about this, men and women will pair up and go in order."
Yun Yeting was smiling, and the female cultivators present were also smiling, but only the male cultivators had different expressions.
There are far more male cultivators than female cultivators. If they were seated in pairs, the back row would definitely be occupied by male cultivators. Yun Yeting used his own method to retaliate.
What she said was very interesting.
This not only alludes to the male cultivators' exclusion of the female cultivators, but also provides them with a suitable excuse to avoid embarrassing themselves. At the same time, it changes "unwilling" to "dare not." Originally, the male cultivators were excluding the female cultivators and unwilling to invite them, but in Yun Yeting's mouth, it becomes "the male cultivators are afraid of the female cultivators."
From that day on, if a male cultivator did not invite female cultivators to a banquet, it would be considered as being timid and fearful of women.
It was also from this moment that the world began to slowly change.
The world of immortal cultivation is a towering tree with rotten roots. Every cultivator is an ant. To shake this tree requires immense strength and dedication. [Female Co-chairing] may seem like a minor incident, but the resulting storm is enough to engulf the entire world of immortal cultivation.
If Yun Yeting was not strong enough, if Yun Yeting was too rigid, if Yun Yeting did not know how to adapt, then the current world of immortal cultivation would be unimaginable.
How could a female cultivator not respect such a Madam Fen?
After Feng Shuichu betrayed Yun Yeting, the Shangcang Sect launched an attack on the Kaiyuan Sect, prompting many female cultivators to spontaneously rescue Yun Yeting. Unfortunately, Yun Yeting's heart was broken, and she chose to commit suicide. Following Yun Yeting's death, the female cultivators learned a lesson: "Loving a man brings a lifetime of misfortune."
The most beautiful woman in the world and the most powerful monk in the world couldn't keep their husbands. How could they make men help them and love them?
Be strong, be ruthless, and treat men as competitors!
Kill them!
like?
Yun Yeting doesn't deserve love, so what qualifications do they have to get involved? Men are just toys for entertainment, just play with them, don't give your true heart to them, otherwise Yun Yeting will be an example.
After becoming powerful, some female cultivators set up their own sects and ruled a certain area. They followed the example of male cultivators and took in many wives and concubines. From then on, "male wives" and "male concubines" became the entry tickets for female cultivators to join the female cultivators' alliance.
Once a female nun marries a male wife or concubine, she will automatically be excluded from the patriarchal society and there will be no turning back. Then the alliance of female nuns will accept her and they will advance and retreat together.
Shu Baoxiang's plan to marry a male concubine means that she wants to establish her own family and compete for the position of head. With such ambition, how could the Shu family members not be shocked?
A similar scene, still in the middle of the night.
The candlelight flickered, and the woman bent down to trim the wick. Shu Su was like a lonely tree, growing quietly in the corner.
What was different from before was that Shu Baoxiang stood with his arms crossed and a mocking look in his eyes.
"Mother, if you still have any unmarried brothers or uncles, why not give them to me instead of other families? We can even become closer relatives. I just happen to be in need of a few male concubines."
Marrying one's uncle as a concubine was such a provocation and humiliation, but the woman just raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Shu Baoxiang.
Shu Su lowered her eyes, ignoring the argument between her mother and sister, as if she had really grown into a silent tree.
A tree cannot speak and cannot resist.
Shu Baoxiang's mother was from the Feng family, one of the four major families and the relative of Feng Shuichu, who betrayed Yun Yeting.
Among the four great families, the Shu family is cruel, the Jing family is vicious, the Pei family is brave, and the Feng family can be considered "famous" in a sense.
Ever since Feng Shuichu betrayed Yun Yeting and killed his wife, the Feng family has been in an awkward situation, with others often looking at them with mockery and contempt.
With their reputation ruined and the protection of Yun Yeting gone, the family should have been doomed to collapse and be swallowed up by other families. However, fate loves to play tricks on them, and when they reach the end of their rope, they find a way out. A capable person stepped forward and staved off all the storms.
He is Feng Shu, who has "a willow waist as light as a palm" and "autumn eyes in drunkenness and tide flowers in dreams".
Feng Shu's life was extremely wonderful.
In appearance, he is handsome, charming and passionate, but his personal abilities are beyond description.
He has never been out in battle and has always lived under the protection of his Taoist partner. He most often appears in his partner's arms, hooking his neck and asking for a kiss, and one kiss can kill millions of people.
Some people say he is extremely smart, while others laugh at him for being pretentious.
But it is undeniable that he saved Feng.
Yun Yeting refused to harm Feng Shuichu even before his death. Before he committed suicide, he swore with his own blood that anyone who dared to hurt Feng Shuichu would be devoured by myriad insects, their souls shattered and they would die! Under the threat of such a vicious blood curse, no one dared to touch Feng Shuichu, including Yun Yeting's followers.
Unable to touch Feng Shuichu, they took their anger out on the Feng clan. Surrounded by the many heroes, the Feng clan was in imminent danger. At this moment, Feng Shu stepped forward. Of course, he wasn't alone; he brought his husband, the Peacock Demon Lord Mahaming, with him.
Unlike the promiscuous Serpent Lord □□sha, Mahaming, though a demon lord, is exceptionally devoted. While traveling, he encountered Fengshu, a beautiful woman, and fell in love with her at first sight. Mahaming's passionate pursuit finally moved Fengshu, and they became Taoist companions.
When Feng family was in crisis, Mahaming defeated the enemies for Feng Shu and helped him to become the head of the family.
There is an old saying that goes: "If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will be crooked." This is the most appropriate way to describe the Feng family.
Unlike other noble families, the Feng family only takes the wrong path.
From Feng Shuichu to Feng Shu, they all have one thing in common: using their beauty to seduce others. They use the power of others to pave their own way, using love as a lure to subdue heroes and entice Taoist companions to conquer the world for them.
In order to please Feng Shuichu, Yun Yeting helped Feng family become the most aristocratic family.
In order to please Feng Shu, Mahaming forcibly intervened in the internal war of the human race and voluntarily became the guardian beast of the Feng family, protecting the Feng family for generations.
In the world of immortal cultivation, strength is paramount, and beauty is merely a bonus. The Feng family, on the other hand, prioritizes beauty and relies on in-laws, clinging to the powerful like a dodder. While the world admires the powerful, the Feng family's inferior ways elicit no respect, and initially, the public scoffed at the mention of the Feng family.
Feng Shu didn't care about what others said, and he always followed his own way. He established many rules, including improving the beast taming techniques passed down from generation to generation in his family.
The Feng family is renowned for their beast taming. Their traditional beast taming technique involved a different kind of Gu-breeding, where captive beasts were forced to fight each other, only to determine the strongest and then form a contract. This cruel method fostered beasts that were incredibly feral and prone to turning against their masters.
The improved beast taming technique is not just about taming beasts, it is more like feeding the beasts with one's own body.
The descendants of the Feng family select young monsters, accompany them as they grow up, make them fall in love with them, and then use love poison to catalyze their development. After they develop into human or semi-human form, they practice dual cultivation with them to improve their cultivation.
The new method can cultivate pets that are very loyal. Many monsters will only recognize one partner in their entire lives, and they will protect their masters (partners) with their lives.
With this method, Feng Shu gave birth to a group of outstanding students.
These children are the foundation of the Feng family. On this basis, Feng Shu set new rules.
The Feng clan's children now had a second option: if they didn't want to sleep with the beasts, they could learn the skills of serving them and marry off when they reached adulthood.
This is not an easy task.
The children of the Feng family must learn bed skills and use medicine to nourish their bodies so that they can be comfortable with sex and have a firm and flexible body.
You also need to cultivate your character and develop a considerate and delicate temperament.
I don’t know when it started, but it became popular in the world of immortal cultivation to marry children of the Feng family.
Under Feng Shu's training, all the Feng family members were beautiful, affectionate, and refined, mastering all six arts. Both men and women were treasures, skilled in the art of lovemaking and understanding the power of supporting others. Of course, the most unique advantage of the Feng family members was their ability to read people.
“There are many good horses, but there are few good horse trainers.” Offspring are the foundation for a family to continue for hundreds or thousands of years, and a partner who can choose the best heir is undoubtedly invaluable.
Yun Yeting died because of Feng Shuichu's betrayal, so what?
As long as they don't fall in love, then the children of the Feng family are the best partners. In addition, Yun Yeting's "advertising effect" is a big deal. Yun Yeting, the number one person in the world of immortal cultivation, married a child of the Feng family. So the children of the Feng family must have something extraordinary.
Who wouldn’t like a beautiful partner who is of noble birth, smart and capable of both being a lady in the living room and in bed?
The children of the Feng family are both virtuous and dignified like the main wife, and also knowledgeable, interesting, tactful and affectionate like the lover.
Of course, not just anyone could marry a member of the Feng family. The Feng family's arrogant attitude of waiting for a price greatly satisfied the vanity of high-ranking cultivators, and marrying a member of the Feng family became a symbol of status.
The Feng clan's children were like the most exquisite vases, worthy only of the powerful. They were the roses on the powerful's lapels, clinging to the powerful, yet also becoming the ornaments they could not part with.
Humans are not plants or trees, how can they be heartless?
Perhaps at the beginning the strong men only wanted to treat the Feng family members as gorgeous ornaments, but after spending time together day and night and becoming close friends, the Feng family members accompanied them through the long and lonely nights, walked through the slippery and muddy dangerous places, gave birth to children for them, and managed the family business. Slowly, their feelings deteriorated.
The Feng family used marriage as a bond to win over heroes from all over the world.
The great and newly minted families of the immortal world often boast several virtuous wives of the Feng clan. With their deeply ingrained network of connections, the Feng clan has become the most formidable family in the world of immortal cultivation. After all, no one wants to see their devoted wife weep. Of all the calamities in the world, the most difficult is the hurdle of love.
Besides, the Feng family is not a pushover. All the unmarried sons have contracted with monsters as their companions. If they really come to attack, it is hard to say who will win.
The Feng family's sons were famous for their beauty, so it was natural for Shu Baoxiang to ask to marry a Feng family son.
The woman raised her dark purple eyelashes. She seemed to be smiling. The candlelight was gentle, and the corners of her eyes were red. "I do have several brothers, but a gentleman sword is not worthy of marrying a member of the Feng family."
Humiliation, she can treat it as a business and bargain, this kind of character
Shu Baoxiang sneered, "Is the head of the Shu family worthy of this?"
As she spoke, a night breeze blew by, and the candle flame swayed wildly, like a small boat in a storm, rocking, trembling, and shaking.
Shu Baoxiang didn't want to marry her uncle, she just wanted to irritate her mother.
The noble lady, who is high above everyone else, seems to be always calm, always rational, and never sheds tears.
She didn't understand why her mother could be so indifferent? Why could she calmly watch her children slide into the abyss?
Shu Baoxiang didn't understand.
She wanted to let out her own roar and shatter her mother's mask with her hysterical voice!
Under the candlelight, the woman slowly played with her nails and said calmly, "Wait until you sit in that position before planning to propose to Feng."
Shu Baoxiang gritted her teeth, her heart cold.
She knew her mother was cold, but she never thought she could be so cruel.
No matter how Shu Baoxiang tried to provoke her, the woman in front of him remained emotionless, as if she was punching cotton, so powerless.
Shu Baoxiang clenched her fists, she looked away, and finally looked at Shu Su in the corner.
Shu Su's long, plain clothes hung low, and she stood alone, her eyes lowered. The candlelight, mixed with the thick night, shone on his side, lengthening his shadow. He smiled woodenly, his eyes empty, only his lips were stained with color, a soft, bright hue.
Suddenly, Shu Baoxiang could no longer suppress her irritability. She hated Shu Su's lifeless look. She didn't understand her mother, she didn't understand her brother, and she even couldn't understand herself!
She felt suffocated and she wanted to escape!
Shu Baoxiang turned around anxiously. The woman spoke again, her tone gentle, and said slowly: "Baoxiang, don't you like red skirts the most? Why did you change into a plain skirt again?"
Shu Baoxiang turned around abruptly and stared at the woman.
The woman picked up the silver scissors and gestured at the wick, a smile on her lips, like a mother waiting for her child to come home. "You see, you can't keep the things you like. No one forced you to give up this time. It was your own choice. You gave up your own preferences."
Shu Baoxiang absorbed strength from Pei Zhenchao. She changed into a red dress, combed her hair high, and remained herself for several months.
She also wanted to be as passionate as fire and bloom like fire.
But the truth is cruel, and people must learn to make choices throughout their lives.
In the minds of ordinary people, white represents holiness and gold represents nobility. Most of the Shu clan's disciples practiced the incense-burning Dao as their primary method. The golden statues they sculpted for their teachings often wore plain robes and crane crowns. Gradually, ordinary people came to value the colors white and gold.
When Shu Baoxiang created her own deity statue, she initially chose one with a red skirt. Mortals naturally didn't dare criticize her deity statue, but they looked at the deity tablet as if it were something strange and unusual, which made Shu Baoxiang uncomfortable. She didn't want to be special.
In order to become "ordinary", Shu Baoxiang gave up himself.
She even changed out of her favorite red dress.
The woman held the scissors, her eyes gentle as she smiled at Shu Baoxiang. "Baoxiang, stop looking so miserable. You blame me for not caring about you, but do you listen to me? I've prepared the broadest and smoothest path for you, but you refused to take it. You chose to go the wrong way. Look at what you have in your hands. What have you got?"
"Do you love Pei Zhenchao? You don't, you only love yourself, you're just being angry. You treat Pei Zhenchao as an illusion of freedom, you live in her emotions, enjoying the long-lost attention. She gave you her only love, what can you give her in return? Oh, you sent her to the Sword Tomb."
"What's the point of liking something? If you can't protect what you like, then your liking is just a burden."
Shu Baoxiang's face was pale and she gripped the hilt of the Gentleman Sword tightly.
She stared into her mother's eyes. There was a smile in her mother's eyes, and her pupils were sparkling, like charcoal fire that was blown red, with a little bit of light slowly burning out from the center.
"Looking back on your life, you've bullied your brother, rebelled against your parents, and messed up everything in your life. What have you gained? Power? That little bit of power isn't even enough for you to marry a member of the Feng family! If you follow my plan, you'll have a capable brother to rely on, and you'll be able to marry someone better. You won't have to work so hard to fight for a future that might not even exist."
Shu Baoxiang was anxious to say something, but the woman made a "hush" gesture.
"You think I favor your brother? I do. Do you know why?"
"Because your brother won't live long, a little love is the price of his life."
Shu Baoxiang's pupils constricted.
The woman glanced at her son in the corner and calmly looked away. "If you have nothing to do, go look through the Shu family tree and see how many of the proud children of the past are still alive today."
"Do you really need me to explain this? You and Shu Su are not the potential leaders. You can never reach that position. In the eyes of the elders, you are just high-end consumables. If you want to escape the fate of being exploited, you must leave."
"Shu Susheng is a descendant of the Shu family, and he is so outstanding. He will never be able to escape from his current status in his lifetime. Only you, Shu Baoxiang, you are a girl, you can get married."
"No matter who you marry, with your status, you can't possibly marry a spineless person who wants you to go out and fight for your husband's family's future. Isn't it better to be the mistress of the house? No need to fight, no need to worry about getting hurt. You can rely on your husband while he's alive, and you can rely on your children after he dies, and live a peaceful and stable life. Isn't that good?"
The woman's eyes were so gentle, but Shu Baoxiang felt creepy.
She was terrified, doubting her decision, and unable to breathe.
It's all lies, just excuses
Jian Shiyuan agreed with her, "She almost got around me. Her words sounded sincere and heartfelt, as if she was truly thinking about her daughter's future, but when I think about it carefully, it's not the case."
Thinking of something, Jian Shiyuan chuckled and asked Fa Jinlian, "Do you still remember the conversation between this mother and her husband?"
"In the beginning, she boasted that Shu Su was more stable and capable than Shu Baoxiang. She hoped that Shu Baoxiang could be used as a tool to protect Shu Su. In other words, she chose Shu Su in the beginning and believed that Shu Su could compete for the position of leader."
[So what nonsense is she talking about now? Judging from her tone, has she given up on Shu Su?]
Jian Shiyuan looked at Shu Su with a smile, "Because she felt that Shu Su had been spoiled, she didn't want to take on this responsibility. As for saying these things to Shu Baoxiang, it was just to eliminate her own influence. She didn't want to admit that the current situation was caused by her own hands."
"She keeps saying she's doing this for Shu Baoxiang's own good, but her words are filled with dissatisfaction. By denying both of them, she's also venting her anger. Initially, when it came to choosing between her son and daughter, she chose Shu Su. Now that Shu Su is ruined, she refuses to admit her judgment was flawed, so she directly denies both of them. Sweet words, no matter how gentle, are just words. Putting aside the content and sensing the emotions, every word is filled with anger."
Jian Shiyuan raised his index finger and tapped his chin, staring at Shu Baoxiang silently.
Obviously, Shu Baoxiang failed to see through her mother's disguise, and she fell into self-doubt and self-blame.
The woman added fuel to the fire, "You've already decided which male concubine you want to marry, right? Let me guess, is it Pei Zhenchao's brother?"
Shu Baoxiang's expression became even uglier.
The woman said to herself with malice: "Look, nothing is irreplaceable. Your love and your feelings are worthless. If you want to go your own way, then go forward. You can't look back. What's ahead is a dead end."
Shu Baoxiang's face turned paler and paler, and just when she was about to burst into tears——
Shu Su spoke.
A tree cannot speak, but now he cannot be a silent tree.
"Mother, you're wrong. I might not be able to reach that position, but Shu Baoxiang might not. She didn't force me. It's me who feels inferior to her. I'm far inferior to her."
He looked at Shu Baoxiang with a calm gaze, "Just keep going up. No matter what, the sunlight gets more beautiful the higher you go. It's nice to go up and see the different scenery."
The woman's eyes glared, but Shu Su ignored her gaze. He reached out and touched the Gentleman Sword for the first time. He didn't know what he was describing, so he chuckled softly, "It's quite powerful."
It could be referring to Shu Baoxiang or it could be referring to Junzijian.
In that instant, Shu Baoxiang stopped crying. She raised her chin slightly and looked at Shu Su deeply, as if she was looking at something precious and disgusting.
"I will go up and take your share."
I finally understood why Shu Su had been following Shu Baoxiang. He wanted to use his last bit of strength to lift Shu Baoxiang higher. He wanted to fight the bleak fate his mother had described. This was the last thing he could do.
Jian Shiyuan didn't say anything.
[I just don’t understand why this woman doesn’t love her own child? She’s so bad.]
"People who exist for marriage alliances cannot develop true love. The Feng family is a large collective that requires sacrificing personal interests to maintain its existence. This kind of sacrifice can easily push people to extremes. She hates Shu Baoxiang for not following the rules, and she also hates Shu Su for not knowing how to resist. Whether it's resistance or compromise, she used to struggle."
The Golden Chain of Law sighed
[The four great families each have their own filthiness, this is really]
Jian Shiyuan replied frankly, "So, no group should exist for too long. The longer it exists, the more likely it is to harbor filth and corruption."
The Golden Chain of Law was stunned for a moment
[You?! What's your train of thought? Shouldn't a normal person think, "I'm going to learn from this and build a perfect group?" You, you, you!]
It knew that Jian Shiyuan's thinking was different from that of ordinary people. Even if it was mentally prepared, it was often shocked and at a loss by Jian Shiyuan's sudden ideas.
Instantly, it thought of its "ex-husband," Paviloin. If it were him, he would have confidently declared that he could form a better group, and the aforementioned problems would never arise.
Jian Shiyuan
The Golden Chain of Law found him terrifying.
It asked cautiously, "Don't you want to build a perfect group?"
Jian Shiyuan smiled. "Perfect? It's impossible. No matter how good a system or how outstanding an individual is, perfection cannot be sustained. Any collective of intelligent creatures, as long as it exists long enough, will become stupid, dirty, and backward."
"The most important characteristic of intelligent creatures is self-interest. However, a collective requires the sacrifice of individuals, which is contrary to the nature of the individual. As long as there is intelligence, any collective will become corrupt and rotten."
Jian Shiyuan's smile deepened as he spoke. "Instead of removing the 'rotten flesh' to 'cure' the old group, it's better to just overthrow it and rebuild it. As long as it doesn't exist for long, it will be easily overthrown."
The Golden Chain of Law took a deep breath and remained silent for a long time.
Suddenly, it asked, "What if someone wants to overthrow the Condensing Mist Sect that you worked so hard to build?"
Jian Shiyuan remained calm and asked, "Isn't the purpose of existence to be overturned?"
The Golden Chain of Law's emotions fluctuated violently, and it roared loudly:
"Whoever dares to overthrow me, I will kill him!"
It is a companion of the Creator God, born to create. It will never admit that everything that exists in the world is meant to be destroyed or subverted.
Its voice was sharp as it screamed at Jian Shiyuan, "Others strive for eternity, for generations to come, for thousands of years to come. But you are a god, so you should be eternal! No one is worthy of touching your things! Anyone who dares to move will be crushed to death!"
No matter how wise a monarch is, he will desire immortality in his later years.
No matter how intelligent a person is, he will be afraid at the moment of death. No one can face destruction calmly.
This is human nature.
Ke Jian Shiyuan
The Golden Chain of Laws suddenly felt that contracting Jian Shiyuan was a mistake. He was not afraid of losing, nor did he mind starting over.
This temperament is so extreme that it seems that as long as you touch him, you will be ignited by his crazy ideas.
Jian Shiyuan rubbed his temples and said slowly, "Nothing is eternal, including God."
Living too long is not a good thing, just like Paviloin, a god who has fallen into madness and lost his mind. Is there any need for him to exist?
It wasn't a living thing; it was a wriggling, decaying mass of flesh.
Jian Shiyuan had already planned his own ending.
The Golden Chain of Law gasped for air, trying to suppress its emotions. It asked again, "Then what can you leave behind? If they overthrow you, they will trample on your temple and overturn everything you have established!"
“I can leave knowledge behind.”
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