kingnovel Chapter 654 Green Robes, Silent Wild Goose
Chapter 654 Green Robes, Silent Wild Goose
When Chen Huasheng first met Shen Qingqing, she was committing murder.
She gripped a dull, ordinary dagger tightly, and gushing blood spurted from beneath its blade, a horrifying crimson.
Her eyes hardened, and the veins in her arms bulged from the force she exerted.
His fierce actions showed not a trace of pity.
Beneath her lay a man, his face deathly pale, his heart no longer beating.
She didn't stop until she had stabbed the man's chest to pieces. Then she wiped the blood splattered on her face and beckoned to the brother and sister she had hidden in a secluded corner.
The two children were very young, only about five or six years old. She made no attempt to hide the blood on her body or the corpses at her feet, and instead stepped aside to let them see clearly.
"If you want to live, you have to beat the people who bully you to death. Only when they die can you live!"
The two children were bewildered. Seeing the dead body, they turned pale with fear, but they still nodded firmly in response to her words.
At that time, Shen Qingqing had not yet arrived at the Tianqian Sect, nor had she begun cultivating immortality. Her blood-stained skirt rippled like fiery silk flowers under the setting sun.
It was so beautiful that for the first time, apart from his sword, he was momentarily distracted.
Later, she passed three trials, entered the Immortal Sect, had her spiritual roots tested, and was accepted as an inner disciple by the sect leader, becoming a prodigy envied by countless peers.
Like most of the disciples, he greatly envied her. Her spiritual root and aptitude were rare even in the entire cultivation world; it was an opportunity that countless people would rather die than obtain.
His gaze was irresistibly drawn to her, seeing what she saw and thinking what she thought.
He gradually discovered that she was rarely happy. Whenever she was alone, she rarely smiled. Despite her bright and beautiful face, she was like stagnant water in an old forest cave, with an unfathomable darkness flowing within her.
Chen Huasheng later often thought that he should stay far away from her.
He should have severed ties with her the moment he saw her shadow lying at his feet, a shadow in the darkness, and they should have remained strangers from then on, never to lose their way.
But his heart kept telling him that he couldn't do it.
I cannot bear to see her in danger without helping her, I cannot bear to see her deeply confused and wrong without advising her, I cannot bear to see her sobbing in sorrow without comforting her.
First, I couldn't bear to part with it, then I found it hard to give it up.
Turning around, I realized that I was the one who was lost without realizing it, and who stubbornly refused to see the way out even though I knew it was a dead end.
But as he gazed at her from afar, he could only watch her back as she looked at someone else.
From a very, very early age, he knew who the most important, or perhaps the only important, person was in Shen Qingqing's heart.
Even though every time she looked at that person, her gaze was filled with the venom of resentment and jealousy.
Yet it was so intense, so frenzied, like a rose that wanted to burn itself out.
She often talked to herself, especially after meeting that genius who made the entire cultivation world ashamed and trembled, Jiang Liqian.
She can be angry, hateful, or scream herself hoarse.
Even though he and Junior Sister Jiang had a good relationship, and even though he knew Junior Sister Jiang was a very, very good person, he still couldn't help but feel jealous of her.
He was jealous of her, and she always attracted the attention of too many people.
His jealousy of her always made Shen Qingqing take the initiative to seek her out time and time again.
He was jealous of her; she always seemed to occupy too much of the world, and once she did, she would stay there for a lifetime, leaving no room for anyone else.
He truly hated himself.
When he lingers in the abyss, he can no longer remain innocent.
"Junior Sister Qingqing, what made you want to cultivate immortality?" In the icy cave, he used his spiritual power to raise a spiritual fire to warm her.
The flickering firelight illuminated her fair face.
She kept her head down, her eyes weary, like cracked ice, surviving only on the last vestiges of cold.
She had no desire to speak.
Just when he thought she wouldn't say anything more, he suddenly heard her voice gently swirling within the crystal-clear ice.
"It's because of one person."
He was startled and tentatively asked her, "Is it Junior Sister Jiang?"
The voice fell silent again.
After a long silence, she said in a muffled voice, "She told me to come with her, saying that if I cultivated immortality, I wouldn't be afraid of anyone bullying me, and that she would protect me..."
He didn't actually understand what she was saying.
Didn't she come to the Tianqian Sect on her own? Junior Sister Jiang and she are sworn enemies, so why would she tell her to protect her?
However, he did not delve into the doubts in his heart. At that time, he vaguely knew that this might be the secret she kept in her heart, and the reason why she always looked up at Junior Sister Jiang from afar.
The words in his heart lingered on his lips for a long time before he finally spoke: "Junior Sister Qingqing, have you ever thought about what your Dao Heart is?"
This time she answered quickly and decisively.
“Alive.
"Strive to live, and live longer than anyone else."
When an obsession runs deep, it becomes a demonic obsession.
she is.
So is he.
He didn't know when he got so deeply mired in the mud. All he knew was that he desperately wanted to pull her up, to save her from the edge of the abyss, but he could only watch in despair as she fell and never came back.
She had no idea how happy he was that he hadn't killed him, who posed such a threat to her, on the day of the competition.
She certainly didn't know that his memories hadn't been erased at all. He had always upheld the principles of justice and fairness, but when facing her, he couldn't help but be selfish and cover for her. Facing Jiang Liqian and his sect, he felt so guilty that he didn't know how to conduct himself.
Xuan Ling wants to kill her.
He still managed to save her.
At the height of their intimacy, he begged her to soften her heart and stop doing things that would harm herself and others. When she was moved, her kisses were so passionate, yet her departing figure was so resolute.
He buried her in the grave with his own hands, and then collapsed drunk in front of her tombstone.
As he drifted into a dream, he witnessed her tragic life.
A father addicted to alcohol and gambling, a mother beaten to death, an uncle who seized her property, and she left homeless. She finally stumbled into a good university, just as she was about to start a new life, only to be sent to the bed of a beast by her unscrupulous part-time boss.
He was beaten, tortured, and finally killed by a speeding truck, which erased all his sins.
She tried so hard to live, and some people reached out to her, but fate swung its cruel scythe at her a second time.
The Heavenly Book descended upon the world, unfolding a map of world destruction for her.
The Demon Lord escaped and transformed into something called "System," invading her consciousness. From then on, fear and demonic seeds entangled her, from which she could not escape.
She cried and begged the Heavenly Book, pleading with the "System" that if someone in this world could ascend and escape their inevitable demise, could she add her senior sister to the list, could they live on together? She was willing to earn more points for this, and she didn't care if she had to resort to any means necessary.
The heavenly book remains silent.
The Demon Lord deceived them.
It ultimately led to its demise.
For many, many years afterward, he never returned to the Tianqian Sect. With only a sword and a sachet she had placed beside him, he traveled to many places, from mountains and rivers to famous historical sites and secret forests. Whenever he encountered someone in trouble, he would step forward to help them.
Someone asked him, "How can I thank you for your great kindness?"
He said, "I am atoning for my deceased wife's sins, and there is no need for thanks."
I only hope that the good deeds I do in this life will bring her a perfect life in the next.