Originally, this calamity was meant for Gu Xicheng, but now it has fallen upon Lu Qing. Moreover, the stars surrounding Lu Qing's natal star are shining brightly, showing a faint tendency to avert the calamity for her.
"This...this is impossible! That's clearly an unsolvable problem!"
An Wu was so shocked that his eyes almost bulged out of their sockets, making his face look particularly terrifying.
“You are an astrologer, so you should know that the stars can shift in an instant. Moreover, thousands of years have passed, and Gu Xicheng’s death calamity has been resolved.”
Upon hearing this, An Wu felt that his suffering over the past thousand years was a joke.
"Hehehehe..."
An Wu threw his head back and laughed loudly, his expression both sorrowful and ironic.
For thousands of years, he practiced evil arts, harmed countless lives, and transformed himself into this inhuman and ghostly form in order to avert the death calamity he believed in as a reincarnation of a deity.
Gods protect all living beings; without gods, the three realms would be in turmoil.
He thought he was working for the well-being of all people, but he turned himself into a demon who harmed them.
How ridiculous!
"Gods! I'm not wrong! I'm not wrong!!!"
An Wu lay prostrate on the ground, wailing loudly.
The god looked at An Wu, wanting to say, "To err is human, to forgive divine," but the words were forced back down by Lu Qing's gaze.
If bad people could become Buddhas overnight by laying down their butcher knives, then those who died because of them would be too innocent.
Someone once said:
The saying "To err is human, to forgive divine" is utterly meaningless!
The deity returned to the sea of consciousness and gave the body back to Gu Xicheng.
It would be more appropriate to leave An Wu's situation to him and Lu Qing.
"Qingqing, what should we do with him?" Gu Xicheng asked.
After a long silence, Lu Qing said coldly:
"To have his soul scattered is too lenient for him. He should be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell, subjected to the tortures of knives and boiling oil, until he pays off his sins!"
In the thousands of years that An Wu has lived, the number of innocent people he has harmed could probably be piled up into a mountain. He deserves to be annihilated until he has paid back all those sins!
Gu Xicheng listened to Lu Qing and used the Nine Nether Lotus Fire to burn his body clean, then sent his soul to the eighteenth level of hell.
An Wu offered no resistance whatsoever.
After dealing with the culprit, it was Jian Yunxing's turn to be the accomplice.
Seeing that Lu Qing and Gu Xicheng were targeting him, he calmly walked into the house, boiled some water, and made tea.
"Since you're here, have a cup of tea!"
"Let me tell you what happened so that it will help you summarize the case later."
Lu Qing and Gu Xicheng exchanged a glance, then went inside.
They were actually quite curious about how Jian Yunxing became a heretic.
The air conditioner was on inside, blowing away the summer heat.
The kettle on the induction cooker boiled quickly. Jian Yunxing put a few pinches of tea leaves into his cup, and the hot water made the tea leaves simmer.
The tea has a strong aroma, which indicates that it is a good tea.
However, Jian Yunxing's method of purging is somewhat wasteful.
Lu Qing's maternal grandfather also loved drinking tea. She couldn't help but think that if her grandfather were here and saw Jian Yunxing wasting such good tea leaves, he would probably fight to the death.
"Actually, I don't really like drinking tea. It's An Wuqiong who's particular about it. I don't have as many fuss as him, so I'm more casual about it."
As Jian Yunxing spoke, he sipped a mouthful of hot tea along the rim of the cup, then spat out the tea leaves he had inadvertently swallowed.
He exhaled a soft breath, a look of nostalgia flashing in his eyes:
“I’ve known An Wu for a long time. I’m fifty-five this year, and I’ve known An Wu for almost thirty years.”
"Thirty years!" Lu Qing's brows furrowed slightly.
"You've known him for so long, so when did you become a heretical cultivator?"
Jian Yunxing smiled and said, "I haven't been a heretical cultivator for long. My nephew should have told you about what happened three years ago."
"Don't let my current appearance fool you, I only started down this path about three years ago."
Gu Xicheng looked at him with a probing gaze and asked:
"Why would a disciple with exceptional talent, highly regarded by the former head of the Donghua Sect, be so foolish as to cultivate evil arts?"
"Sigh! What else could it be but being scammed!" Jian Yunxing smiled bitterly and took another sip of hot tea.
"Thirty years ago, I was just a greenhorn, single-mindedly focused on cultivation, hoping to become a renowned figure in the Xuanmen sect as soon as possible, like your master!"
Jian Yunxing looked at what Lu Qing said, and realized that his master was naturally referring to Yu Hengzi.
Lu Qing curled her lip, inwardly despising An An.
With your despicable character, you'll never catch up to my master in this lifetime!
"The former sect leader of the Xuanmen Sect, whenever he appears, everyone can only look up to him, how powerful he is!"
Jian Yunxing's eyes gleamed with envy, but not jealousy, because in his view, his talent was no less than Yu Hengzi's; he was just a little unlucky.
"Although the Donghua Sect is not a particularly powerful sect, the old sect leader is really good to me. He gives me everything good, from cultivation techniques and secret treasures to magic weapons. He'd practically give me his entire fortune."
I am truly grateful, but also truly helpless!
That technique is good, but it's really slow. I roughly calculated that if I practiced that technique, it would take me at least thirty years to catch up with Yu Hengzi.
No! It's too slow!
Back then, I was young and impetuous, very impatient, and I wanted to get fat in one bite.
So I painstakingly modified that manual, but the old man always scolded me for being delusional.
I ignored him and continued revising. Once I was done, I would cultivate on my own and give it a try. At worst, I would die, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
But later I went astray in my cultivation. The old man saved me several times, saying that if I kept trying like this, I would die, and if I died, I would lose everything.
I thought about it and it made sense. I'm not afraid of death, but if I die, all my previous efforts will be wasted. So I came up with a good idea—to have someone else try it for me!
Lu Qing, Gu Xicheng: "..." They suggested changing "test" to "death".
Let someone else die for you!
Jian Yunxing is the sixth one, the kind who always sabotages his teammates!
"Someone will die for you... no, try?" Lu Qing wanted to know who that wronged person was.
Jian Yunxing shook his head: "As the saying goes, 'Better to sacrifice a friend than myself.' Everyone thinks the same way, and nobody is willing to try for me!"
Lu Qing: "Your fellow disciples must have some brains!"
Jian Yunxing sighed: "I'd rather they were brainless, otherwise I wouldn't be like this now."
"I've been revising my cultivation method for several months, but no one is willing to help me test it. So I thought, if the Donghua Sect doesn't have anyone, then I'll go out and find someone!"
Lu Qing: "..." Good grief, they've gone too far in their schemes!
Gu Xicheng: "Is this when you met An Wu?"
Jian Yunxing nodded: "That's right! When I met An Wu, he was not much different from a normal person, except that he was a little thin and his skin was as white as a dead person, there was nothing strange about him."
Later I learned that he had just eaten a lot of people's hearts and livers to make up for his physical deficiencies, which is why he looked human.
If I had known he was a heretical cultivator, I…
For some reason, Jian Yunxing couldn't say what came next.
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