Memoir of Mu Qinghuai (Part Two)
"What are you going to do..." Mu Qinghuai's pupils were unfocused as he murmured softly.
Yun Qing stepped forward and pressed his neck firmly to the ground, while Ruan Yiyun took out a black artifact and inserted it into Mu Qinghuai's chest.
He cried out in pain, and Yun Qing stuffed a piece of cloth into his mouth and forcefully covered it. No matter how hard he tried, he could only make "mmm" sounds, and large tears fell from his eyes.
The pain spread from his spiritual root, and the excruciating pain in his heart almost suffocated him. It felt as if ants were gnawing at his internal organs.
It hurts...it hurts so much...it hurts so much!!
In the darkness, his world consisted only of the word "pain".
Ruan Yiyun was still muttering to herself, "Not bad, not bad. Both are mutated heavenly spiritual roots, but this one is indeed a few points better."
After an unknown amount of time, Mu Qinghuai's spiritual root was brutally stripped away.
The best spiritual root in the world was bestowed upon Ruan Yiyun.
"What's your name?" Ruan Yiyun asked.
Yun Qing smiled and said, "This disciple's name is Yun Qing."
Upon hearing this self-designation, Ruan Yiyun paused for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Hahaha, good! Good! We must be destined to meet, even our names contain the character 'Yun' (cloud)."
"Yun... Master is too kind," Yun Qing said slyly. "What should we do with this brat?"
"He's so badly injured, he must be dead. Don't worry about him," Ruan Yiyun said casually.
Yun Qing rolled her eyes around, then laboriously picked up a large rock and smashed it at Mu Qinghuai's head. Only when she saw that he didn't move did she follow Ruan Yiyun's steps with satisfaction.
Mu Qinghuai was almost covered in blood.
When I woke up again, the scenery around me had changed.
Two burly men were still wringing out clothes. One of them saw that he was awake and grinned, saying, "Little brother, do you have any grudges or resentments? We saw you almost die by the roadside."
"Who...am I?" he asked blankly.
The burly man was taken aback. He sat down on the edge of the bed and said earnestly, "Little brother, have you lost your memory? That's right, you were lying by the roadside, looking like you were about to die. We saw that you were also a demon, so we picked you up!"
"Thank...thank you?" Mu Qinghuai said uncertainly, "So I'm a demon. But I don't even know my own name."
The man patted his chest and said magnanimously, "It's alright. My name is Zhu Di, and his name is Zhu Tian. You're quite lucky to have survived after all that. Let's call you Zhu Fu. You're not a pure demon; you still have half human blood."
"No way! Our names are so strange, let's not have him have them too. The 'Fu' in 'blessing'... let's change it to 'Fu' in 'soaring upwards'!" Zhu Tian said.
Zhu Di suddenly realized: "This is great! This is great! Let's call it Zhu Fu! Zhu Tian, when did you become so cultured?"
"My name is Zhu Fu... Since you saved me, how should I repay you?" Mu Qinghuai asked, blinking his eyes.
“You mean… you consider us your older brothers? When we saw you, you were in the human realm, and you must have been living with humans all this time. But since you’ve come with us, the three of us are sworn brothers!” Zhu Tianhao shouted.
"Good! We're sworn brothers!" Zhu Di echoed.
"Brother, are you demonic cultivators? Does that mean I have to cultivate demonic arts too?" Mu Qinghuai asked, stunned.
Zhu Di thought for a moment and then gave a serious reply: "Yes, we are both demonic cultivators, but that's not necessary. Zhu Tian and I always argue about who is the older brother and who is the younger brother. It's good to have you. Most importantly, you... the people in the human realm really, really hate demonic cultivators. Little brother, you've lived with them for so long, so don't become a demon."
"No! I don't hate it!" Mu Qinghuai shouted.
"How can that be? You've been doing odd jobs with your brother since you were little. Even if we enter the Demon Realm, we still have to support our family." Zhu Di grabbed his hair forcefully.
Zhu Tian laughed and said, "Don't talk nonsense! If you have a wife, you can support your family."
"Damn it! Zhu Tian, you blind fool!" Zhu Di grabbed his shoe and swung it at the other person.
Mu Qinghuai laughed out loud, watching this scene with tenderness.
It seems like having two older brothers isn't so bad.
The house is small, and it's very crowded for three people to live there. We don't have much money either, but life is wonderful, and every day is the best day.
Zhu Tian and Zhu Di are kind-hearted people. When they go out for a walk, they often find stray cats and dogs and take them home to raise. With more members in their little family, it has become even more lively.
Mu Qinghuai grew up alongside her two older brothers. Although she was shy, she was truly courageous when it mattered, and she learned the bravery of Zhu Tianzhudi.
At this time, Mu Qinghuai was fourteen years old.
"Brother, I've never learned how to make osmanthus cake," Mu Qinghuai said hesitantly.
Zhu Tian patted the bulging muscles on his arm: "This is nothing! I'll teach you!" Seeing this, Mu Qinghuai also rolled up his sleeves, then disappointedly pouted and put them down: "Okay..."
Zhu Di shouted, "It's been several years! I've saved up a bit, let's save some more and move to a bigger house!!"
"Great!!" Zhu Tian and Mu Qinghuai shouted excitedly.
They are full of fighting spirit and work hard to earn money, living a hard but fulfilling life every day.
This osmanthus cake is made year after year.
Fifteen-year-old Mu Qinghuai moved into a big house with her two older brothers and several animals.
"Hey, hey, hey, how come this house is in the human realm?" Zhu Di punched Zhu Tian in the back.
Zhu Tian winced in pain, clutching his back, and said, "Isn't this a big house? This house is so nice, I don't know why the owner sold it at such a low price. Besides, it's fine for the two of us, but how can Xiao Fu, Mimi, Wangwang, and Niaoniao still live in that small place? You country bumpkin!"
"Is that how you use 'country bumpkin'? You seem rather uncultured! Actually, it's not a problem with the human realm." Zhu Di's voice trailed off. "We two are demonic cultivators. That might scare people, right?"
Zhu Tian fell silent.
Mu Qinghuai quickly replied, "No, that won't happen. At worst, I'll go perform for money or something. You guys just need to rest."
"That won't do. Stay here for now. I've already sold that little house in the Demon Realm. I'll figure something out in the next few days." Zhu Tian's expression turned serious.
Mimi meowed, and Mu Qinghuai squatted down and gently stroked its fur without saying anything more.
It's a big house, very comfortable to live in.
However, the reason it was sold at a low price was because Ruan Yiyun's enemy lived here. And Ruan Yiyun had already discovered this place.
The day after they settled in, Ruan Yiyun came looking for them.
When Mu Qinghuai saw the throbbing veins on that face, his head began to ache.
Zhu Tian cautiously stepped forward and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing at my house?"
Ruan Yiyun punched him, knocking him to the ground, unable to get up. The former said in an indifferent tone, "Fine. I've killed plenty of people, three more won't make a difference."
"Get out of here!" Mu Qinghuai ran up to him and stretched out his hands to block his two older brothers.
Zhu Tian, who was in the pit, was severely injured and stammered, "You...you should leave quickly..."
Unable to bear the anger, Zhu Di drew his sword and unleashed his demonic energy. However, the demonic energy was too weak, and in front of Ruan Yiyun, who was also a demon lord, it was like an ant that could be easily crushed.
Ruan Yiyun didn't even need a magic weapon; she simply took out her sword and slashed through Zhu Di's heart.
This scene overlapped with the scene from eight years ago. Mu Qinghuai's pupils shrank as memories flooded back like a tidal wave. He took two steps back and collapsed to the ground.
He gritted his teeth, scrambled to his feet, and roared as he charged toward the white figure: "Get out! Get out! Get out!!!"
He was kicked to the ground but got up again. He had been stabbed in the chest, but he pulled out the sword and slashed at Ruan Yiyun. Ruan Yiyun seemed impatient and delivered a heavy blow, leaving the fifteen-year-old boy covered in wounds and unable to get up again.
Ruan Yiyun dusted herself off and walked away without looking back.
Mu Qinghuai moved his fingers; the intense pain all over his body was nothing compared to the pain in his heart.
He lay on the ground for a long time. So long that his tears ran dry, so long that his blood congealed. Finally, he was able to get up.
He slowly crawled, enduring the pain, and it took him a while to finally reach Zhu Tian's side.
“Brother…” His voice was hoarse beyond recognition.
Mu Qinghuai tried to raise his hand, but couldn't. He tried many more times before finally raising his trembling hand to check Zhu Tian's breath.
Zhu Tian is dead.
Even though he had anticipated this outcome, he was still deeply shocked. Unwilling to believe it, he crawled to Zhu Di's side in the same manner to investigate.
Zhu Di also died.
In this lifetime, all four members of his family were killed by Ruan Yiyun.
Mu Qinghuai has no home anymore.
His eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and his body felt like it was about to give way. He pinched himself hard, only to find that he felt no pain at all.
He bit his lip until it bled, but the taste of blood wasn't enough to bring him back to his senses. All Mu Qinghuai had left was willpower.
While numbing his mind, Mu Qinghuai used all his strength to crawl little by little to the roadside.
Rain began to fall from the sky, and the dense raindrops pattered on the wound.
It hurts so much.
"Do you want to live?" Ouyang Lanyue quietly looked at him, who was lying on the ground in a disheveled state.
At this moment, Ouyang Lanyue appeared, and she became his only hope.
Mu Qinghuai tried hard to utter the word "want," but his throat was so hoarse that he couldn't make a sound.
Despairing and unwilling, he mustered his last bit of strength and nodded. His chin rested on the rough ground, feeling incredibly uncomfortable.
“Alright. Then I’ll save you.” Ouyang Lanyue smiled, her eyes narrowing.
Mu Qinghuai fainted from the pain. When he opened his eyes again, he was in a magnificent room.
His voice was still hoarse, and the pain in his body intensified: "Where am I..."
"This is the Gate of All Things. My name is Ouyang Lanyue, and I am the Gate Master of the Gate of All Things." Ouyang Lanyue played with her fan.
"Why did you save me?" Mu Qinghuai asked, frowning.
Ouyang Lanyue thought for a moment: "Maybe, I find you quite pleasing to the eye. Why don't you introduce yourself?"
"My name is Zhu... my name is Mu Qinghuai. I want revenge." Mu Qinghuai took a deep breath and raised his head. "I want to cultivate demonic arts."
Fifteen-year-old Mu Qinghuai had no spiritual roots, so he couldn't cultivate immortality. Therefore, he made up his mind to cultivate demonic arts.
The competition among demon cultivators is fierce. He started as a lowly demon cultivator who had just entered the path of demonic cultivation, and soon, a year later, he saw Ruan Yiyun again.
It was on Qi Yuan's fifteenth birthday. He infiltrated the Silver Bamboo Sect with other demonic cultivators, familiarizing himself with its layout. After seeing Ruan Yiyun in person, his hatred intensified.
Mu Qinghuai fell into demonic possession at the age of fifteen and became the Demon Lord at the age of eighteen.
It took three years to complete.
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