How could we have become strangers and enemies to each other now?!
“Why… Master…” Mo Li’s nose stung with tears as she looked at Gu Yan. “Master, why are you making enemies of the world? Have you really changed?”
Gu Yan smiled gently and said, "Calm down and take a look, my good disciple."
Mo Li calmed down immediately and looked around: his comrades, who had originally been in the lead, were completely routed after the sudden appearance of more than a dozen powerful and capable individuals!
They cannot escape, they cannot run away; only death, and only death, can free them from this war!
In the blink of an eye, the scene reversed, and nearly three hundred of his comrades were slaughtered by a dozen barbarian soldiers!
"How...how..." Mo Li stared blankly at his fallen comrade behind him, his whole body ice-cold!
Mo Li approached the recently fallen comrade, staring in disbelief at the young, innocent face that remained lifeless. "Hey! Don't die! Don't die!"
He died with a fatal blow to the throat!
Mo Li's hands trembled slightly as her cold eyes swept over the dozen or so people standing not far from her. Men and women, tall and thin, they were human, not monsters, but why...
Even though he himself was a demon, he had not slaughtered the barbarian army. Why could they treat human life as worthless, regard people as beasts, and kill people without batting an eye?
Why? Why is that?
Surrounded by corpses, Mo Li finally understood why there were always more dead people than living people in this world!
The number of people who died in the war was far more than just these.
What mistakes did they make? Why did their lives end because of the war?
Tick-tock...
Mo Li didn't know why, but he felt heartbroken for the dead. He thought his tears were only for Hua Yuxian, but today, those who shouldn't have died always made him feel so heartbroken!
"Why...why is this happening...what did they, you, and we do wrong? Why is fate like this..." Mo Li broke down in tears.
Gu Yan quietly watched Mo Li. He could sense that Mo Li's aura was very faint, as if it would be blown away by the wind! However, even so, he would not soften his heart, nor could he possibly soften his heart—
"Xiao Li, if you're going to give up like this, I might spare your life."
Mo Li raised his head and looked at Gu Yan. He was wearing a mask, so his face couldn't be seen, but Mo Li could see Gu Yan's soul, which was still that "clear" appearance...
"Master, please stop fighting, okay? Please... let's stop fighting!" Mo Li's tender expression broke the hearts of those who heard it.
"You have already lost the battle. You think you can make me, the victor, put aside my grudges? You are not worthy!" Gu Yan shook his head and spoke coldly.
Seeing Gu Yan resolutely shake his head, Mo Li clenched his fists and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Since that's the case, then Xiao Li can only stop you, Master..."
As he spoke, under everyone's gaze, Mo Li took out his jade flute and began to play.
Gu Yan frowned; for some reason, he had a bad feeling—
thump……
"Ugh... my head is so dizzy..."
"Strange, why do I feel weak in all four limbs..."
Gu Yan paused, then suddenly smelled the increasingly strong fragrance and realized something was wrong. "Damn it! This kid actually used the fragrant herbs to create an illusionary sound spell!"
A large number of people collapsed, and in the blink of an eye, only Mo Li, Gu Yan, and Gu Chengyan remained standing.
"The Illusionary Sound Technique is ineffective against those who know music." Gu Yan frowned slightly, looking at the dazed expressions of the people lying around him, his voice unusually cold. "Those with weak minds, once struck by the Illusionary Sound Technique of the Fragrance Herb, will become mentally impaired..."
Mo Li stopped playing the music and looked at Gu Yan, whose face was indifferent, and Gu Chengyan, whose face was evasive, and said, "Originally, I only intended to play this 'Parting Sorrow' when we were fighting to the death. I didn't expect... that I would have to use it at this moment..."
"If this is your last trump card, then you are still far from qualified to compete with your master!" Gu Yan squinted at Mo Li warily.
Mo Li suddenly smiled. "Master, are you probing my strength? Do you think there's something about me that you fear?"
Gu Yan smiled wickedly and said, "I suppose I was overthinking it. How could you possibly be a match for your master!"
Mo Li looked at Gu Yan with a relaxed expression, while the eyes of the two of them shimmered with a purple halo.
"I never expected that the Soul Painting Eye technique, which you were so reluctant to practice, has already reached the fourth level without you even realizing it," Gu Yan said with a smile, looking at Mo Li's purple eyes.
"The first thing to observe is the pulse of the heart."
"A second look to observe the soul."
"Observe the aura and fortune from three perspectives."
"Four layers enter the eye, distinguishing yin and yang."
“Master, actually, I also saw the boundary between life and death without realizing it,” Mo Li said.
“The Nine Springs Realm is indeed a good place for self-cultivation, even it has enlightened you who had the mentality of a weakling.” Gu Yan said with a smile.
"Does Master think that only by killing enemies can one become stronger?" Mo Li asked, frowning deeply. "If that's the case, then Master is truly mistaken!"
"Heh, since when can disciples lecture their masters? Xiao Li, you better not anger your master, or he'll personally teach you a lesson!"
Mo Li pursed his lips, stepped forward, and bowed respectfully. His voice was firm and carried an indomitable spirit. He said, "Master, I once won by a small margin against my senior brother. Today, I wish to ask you for guidance!"
"Xiao Li! No!" Gu Chengyan was shocked to hear Mo Li directly challenge Gu Yan and hurriedly stopped him.
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