"Your Excellency, are you going to kill someone again?" Song Huilan bit her lower lip lightly, without any sense of blame.
But the handsome young man could tell that she absolutely disagreed with the matter.
What he valued most was Song Huilan's naivety, but he didn't want her to use that naivety on anyone other than him.
The matter of Qu Jinghuai had already left a dark shadow in her heart, and he didn't mind expanding that shadow even further.
He wanted to fill her heart with darkness, leaving only his image as a beacon of light in her heart!
"Lan'er, do you think that if we kill people, we are bad people, and those who are killed are good people?" The handsome young man lifted Song Huilan up and made her sit in his lap, his eyes wicked and dark.
“Lan’er…I don’t know…” Song Huilan lowered her head timidly. She knew he might have done something wrong, but she didn’t want to say anything bad about him.
The handsome young man was very satisfied with her performance. He greedily inhaled the sweet fragrance of her hair and whispered in her ear, as if in a seductive and dreamlike voice, "In the world of cultivators, what is the difference between absolutely good people and absolutely bad people?"
There is only the strong being respected and the weak being servants; there is only the survival of the fittest.
There is no difference between demons and spiritual cultivators; both must cultivate themselves through continuous effort to become stronger, even ascend to immortality.
But Heaven is unjust. Heaven's lightning punishment only allows spiritual cultivators to ascend, but it has never allowed us demons to survive the lightning punishment.
"Once we demons reach the Ascension Realm and summon the Ascension Tribulation, it means certain death and annihilation!"
"Ah? This... why is this..." Song Huilan had never known any of this before. She stared at the handsome young man in shock and asked worriedly, "Then, Your Excellency, what is your cultivation level now?"
"Lan'er, don't worry. My true form is in the Demon Realm, where I cannot be subject to lightning punishment." The handsome young man kissed Song Huilan's cherry-red lips affectionately, his smile exceptionally enchanting. But in an instant, his expression turned icy cold: "However, I have existed for hundreds of thousands of years, and I still do not know why the Heavenly Dao is so unfair. My Demon Realm has existed for hundreds of millions of years, yet not a single person has ever been able to ascend!"
Throughout the ages, from birth to annihilation, every generation of our demon race has shared only one wish: to break free from the shackles of Heaven's Dao and ascend to the upper realms as naturally as spiritual cultivators.
Song Huilan nodded, indicating that she understood, and felt sympathy for the demon race who were not favored by the Heavenly Dao: "Then what you are doing now, Your Majesty, is it related to enabling the demon race to ascend smoothly?"
"My Lan'er is so clever!" The handsome young man was so fond of Song Huilan's current body that he couldn't bear to let go for even a moment. He felt that he couldn't get enough of being affectionate with her. His voice was also exceptionally sweet: "We demons are the abandoned children of the Heavenly Dao, while Yun Yao is the favored child of the Heavenly Dao."
"As long as I successfully overcome the ascension tribulation using Yun Yao's body, break through the shackles of Heaven on my demon race, and connect the upper and lower realms, then our demon race will be able to freely ascend to the upper realm like spiritual cultivators, without having to die tragically under the tribulation lightning."
"But that Yun Yao..."
"Sacrificing Yun Yao can bring a smooth path and hope of survival to countless demons in my Demon Realm. Don't you think it's worth it?"
The handsome young man forced Song Hye-ran to look him in the eye, forcefully compelling her to admit what he wanted her to admit.
Song Huilan looked weakly at the handsome young man, but what she was thinking was:
If it's worth it to exchange one person's life for the lives of millions, and others had the choice, everyone would think it's worth it.
But what if you had to trade your own life for the lives of millions?
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