Capítulo 1038: Chapter 743: A Heretical Dialogue (Part 2)
Yin Dufeng, that muddle-headed fellow, didn’t care about these things at all. He laughed loudly and said, “What’s there to fear! Fertile water should stay in our own fields. Now that the three of us brothers are so close, doesn’t it make us even more intimate!”
What a shocking and unconventional statent!
Even soone as carefree and broad-minded as Su Guanhai was choked by these words, his face turning blue, wishing he could crush that waterlogged brain.
Baili An also found it extrely troubling, after all, he still had that layer of identity as a corpse demon, and these two Immortal Heads were closest to the Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan, who issued the ‘Extermination Order’. They were destined to beco future prominent Golden Immortals.
If he got entangled in such a complicated relationship, it would surely be more trouble than fortune.
After scolding Yin Dufeng a few tis, Su Guanhai looked at Baili An with an amused expression: “Elder brother, you need not worry. Since it is a celestial on, every event has its precursor. Back then, it was the sa at Da Ku Mountain when the Righteous Immortal Sect welcod a century-old prosperity. Tonight, as the phenonon reappears, it seems that fate has pointed at you, placing this great duty upon your shoulders.”
Baili An was truly shocked by being called elder brother. He hurriedly waved his hands, intending to speak, but Yin Dufeng complained: “Even if we foolishly pledged brotherhood, why should this tender-skinned kid be the elder brother.”
Su Guanhai chuckled softly, “He is 987 years old tonight. Brother Dufeng, how old are you tonight?”
Yin Dufeng angrily retorted, “Then you, old man, are only three years older than , should I recognize you as the elder?”
Su Guanhai took out a folding fan from his waist, opened it elegantly with an air of sophistication and grace: “It matters not if it’s three years, three days, or three hours, that’s still older than you. What’s more, last night while eating roast goose, both your elder and second brothers were calling joyously. What now? A seven-foot man, are you planning to renege on your word?”
“You—” Yin Dufeng’s face turned beet red.
Calculating it fully, Baili An, only over two hundred years old, looked guiltily uneasy.
“Although last night I was drunk and whimsically pledged brotherhood, after waking up and thinking it over carefully, I realized that perhaps there’s a higher reason in heaven’s arrangent.”
Su Guanhai sipped a bit of warm tea, the drunkenness in his eyes faded, restoring a clarity of pure essence.
“Fishing is leisure, yet holds control over life and death; playing chess seems a pure ga, yet stirs the heart for war. Nowadays, though the world appears divided into three, the Demon Nation thrives across the North Sea, and the Mortal World seems peaceful, it is, in reality, teeming with undercurrents.”
Yin Dufeng, though often careless with small matters, is exceedingly detail-oriented regarding worldly affairs. Stroking the dog head in his arms, his rugged expression gradually cald, “This is what it ans to survive hardship and perish in comfort.”
Su Guanhai sighed, “Desire knows no bounds, but the heart can be restrained. An overly peaceful prosperity is prone to breeding deceit and corruption. As you’ve seen, in this world of the Hundred Immortal Sects at its peak, the Underground Dark City shadows it, constant and persistent.
I am very worried that if this continues long-term, the nations of the Four Seas and the Evergreen Immortal Path, in the end, might not be destroyed by the Demon Path but instead be subverted entirely by sweet words and false desires, arrogance and ambition.”
Baili An said: “Your Cultivation Realms are of the highest order, unmatched in the Mortal World. If you wish it, the Dark City wouldn’t be so rampant, however…”
His words suddenly shifted, his eyes darkening, he spoke seriously while looking at them, “This world does not belong to you two.”
A glint of admiration flickered in Su Guanhai’s eyes as he withdrew his fan, collecting all his aura, thus truly engaging with Baili An as an equal.
“Indeed, no matter how strong or mighty one becos, they cannot surpass the masses of the weak dwelling together.
Since we are True Immortals, we are destined to be bound by this identity all our lives. Where the land is filthy, life thrives; where the water is pure, fish are rare. We as Righteous Immortals must conduct ourselves with integrity and not harbor filth within.
The reason the Underground Dark City can grow so large is that it brings considerable benefits to the people and the world. People are willing to see it exist. If the Three Sects decide to take action and overthrow the Dark City, it wouldn’t be difficult…
Only the people involved from the Immortal Sects within the Dark City are imasurable, perhaps even beneath our own sects lie one or two unclean rats.”
Su Guanhai made a chopping gesture, his eyes unprovokedly sharp: “To swing this blade is easy, but the cost of tearing apart muscles and bones is not sothing Tianyao can bear.”
His words were not too explicit, yet Baili An understood what he was trying to convey.
Pondering for a mont, Baili An also put down his teacup: “For those who seek the welfare of the many, they must not be left isolated; for those who carry the fla for the public, they must not freeze to death. To completely eradicate the pests like the Dark City feeding on the roots of the industry, there is only one way.”
Su Guanhai and Yin Dufeng both raised their heads, watching Baili An’s thin lips move slightly, his gentle voice containing a hidden killing intent: “Replace it!”
Su Guanhai’s eyes imdiately filled with interest, he couldn’t help but laugh, “Seems you already had this plan for a while?”
Baili An had only recently developed this idea.
Whether it was the peril faced by Fang Geyu at the Bronze Gate, leaving him helplessly watching her sink into the sea, returning with all seven emotions and six desires sealed away.
Or when Little Deer was captured for half a year unbeknownst to him, if not for good luck, Deer might have long been refined into a spirit, causing great disaster.
This made Baili An awaken to the fact that, despite being reborn as a demon, his journey to beco stronger through cultivation was fueled solely by the desire to recover his mories.
Yet, on this journey to reclaim his mories, he also encountered allies as valuable as his lost mories, among whom were those he wished to protect.
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