The mother's pleas were very faint, but in the mind's eye, they seemed to be desperate and heart-wrenching.
It's not about seeking life, it's about seeking death.
Even if it was just a brief moment of companionship, even if Dongfang Jue never considered them family.
But at this moment, Dongfang Jue also felt sad for this mother.
Dongfang Jue's feelings were fake, but her mother's love for her was genuine.
Even though he was seriously ill, the loving look in his eyes was genuine.
There was no coffin, no tombstone; the two older brothers dug a pit and buried them hastily.
Towards the end, Dongfang Jue didn't know whether her tears were real or fake, but at the beginning they definitely were fake.
Although she was touched, she was not her mother after all. Dongfang Jue even felt that she seemed a bit cold-blooded, or that the path of immortality was inherently ruthless.
But at this moment, he seemed to be acting out a real drama, as if he had just remembered his mother.
They are all mothers, and even if they have different backgrounds, Dongfang Jue felt that their eyes should be the same, right?
Even grief comes in haste; what could a family that was already destitute possibly have to take with them?
Without a storage bag or the jade pendant bestowed by his master, he could only carry some valuables or dry rations with him.
Even if they were poor but traveled with plenty of money, in reality, four people couldn't take much with them.
From the perspective of a savior, the refugees are actually no different from bandits.
Along the way, the leaves and bark of trees were all pulled out, and not a single grass root could be found.
Dongfang Jue had long since abstained from grains, and eating was merely a matter of satisfying her appetite. It was an activity for the masters and disciples of Lingxian Palace, and even if her master didn't cook, she wouldn't starve to death.
But her father and two brothers couldn't go without food; people die if they don't eat.
Without a doubt, Dongfang Jue once again deeply experienced the so-called difference between immortals and mortals, and the fragility of mortals.
In order to play the role of the younger sister well, she had no choice but to accept the food offered by her older brother and take away the already meager food from their mouths.
Moreover, they had to eat it secretly; if they were discovered, they could face death.
Most of the dead were murdered, while the rest simply fell asleep and never woke up again.
Even though it's unbelievable, it's the sad reality: his brother ate human flesh, the flesh of the dead.
She didn't think her brother was a bad person; he had to eat in order to survive, and for all four of them to survive.
"I know you don't like this, try this instead."
Blood dripped from the stone slab onto the fire below, sizzling as it did so, but it seemed to make the fire burn even brighter.
The older brother handed me a dumpling wrapped in an unknown leaf, which emitted a faint stench.
The emperor was blind and could not see the suffering of the people. Inside the magnificent palaces, beasts and animals were eating people, while outside the city walls, the people were eating each other.
If you don't eat people, you'll end up like her, eating excrement.
Even without looking, Dongfang Jue knew what was wrapped in the leaves. He simply held it in his hand, with no intention of eating it.
That's animal feces, or even the feces of multiple animals.
"If you don't want this, then eat something else." The older brother pointed to the sizzling meat on the stone slab...
There will always be murderers in this world, but is her older brother guilty?
He just wanted them to live, what crime did he commit?
Dongfang Jue shook his head in the end and did not approach the stone slab.
However, it's not that I'm afraid, I just hope my brothers can live a little longer.
At this point on the main road, people could no longer be called refugees; they were practically rioters, and Dongfang Jue was one of them.
Dongfang Jue witnessed hordes of civilians swarming forward, overwhelming the soldiers in leather armor, killing and devouring them, even tearing off their leather armor and cooking it.
Similarly, she also saw warhorses trampling over the civilians blocking their way. In just a moment, the horses' hooves could crush bones, turning the rioters into new food.
The practice of exchanging children to eat is no longer just a written word, but a bloody reality.
Even tigers don't eat their cubs, yet humans have eaten their own children.
Dongfang Jue and his companions were by no means lucky; they had simply strayed from the main road.
The older brother went out to "find food" and when he came back, his arm was broken.
Dongfang Jue didn't know if he was cold-blooded, but at this moment, he also knew the purpose of this trip. This cultivation was far more difficult than before.
Yes, for Dongfang Jue now, growing up is far more urgent than becoming strong.
At this moment, the title of "Daughter of the Human Emperor," which Dongfang Jue had always been so proud of, now made her feel ashamed. The Nine Luminaries Seal of Heaven and Earth, the Heaven-Slaying Tower, the Dragon-Wandering Immortal Emperor's Robe...
She had always felt that she had done well, and her master had never doubted her, but only at this moment did she understand her master's doting affection.
She's just a little kid who hasn't even grown up yet, even though she claims to have seen the wickedness of people and a lot...
Looking back now, I'm afraid in Master's eyes it was just like a little kid dreaming and acting silly, equally ridiculous!
What nonsense about being the daughter of the human emperor, what nonsense about "what can heaven do to me"? It's all just a laughable game played under someone else's protection.
Ye Qinghan knew, Li Shiyao knew, Su Muchan knew, Miaomiao knew, and Chu Youwei knew too. Only she seemed like a fool, bragging and spouting nonsense every day. Her senior and junior sisters probably didn't know how they were laughing at her behind her back...
The so-called world at peace, the creation of an ideal world where everyone is equal, happy, and beautiful, is nothing but her wishful thinking and ignorant fantasy.
Looking at her master's six rituals now, she felt a little breathless. As for those magical treasures whose names alone conveyed their meaning, she now doubted whether she was truly worthy of them.
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