Qingyi never felt pity for his enemies, nor did he hesitate to kill them.
Men, women, ugly or beautiful. If he had no particular interest in them, death was the only path for them.
Yet there he was, staring at the face of that demonic spawn. A being that should have been made of nothing but evil.
Even her appearance, covered in blood and guts, was that of a complete demon. A creature of darkness.
But Qingyi saw no evil in her. Only curiosity, purity, and now, pain. Pain that he had caused her.
He did not regret causing this pain. He knew it was necessary to kill her to save the fox people.
But in the end, it was difficult to avoid the tightness of pain in his chest.
"Hm... Wuming..." The demonic spawn spoke weakly.
"Wúmíng? Doesn’t that mean ’nameless’?" Qingyi turned his face, kneeling beside the demon cub.
"Hm... does it?" A bitter smile took over her face, tears continuing to fall down her cheeks.
She could feel the cold, the pain.
It was finally ending.
Was she really going to die? But there was so much to see...
She didn’t want to be just one thing. Why did she have to be just one thing?
"Hm... Bai Nianxue would be better for you." Qingyi’s voice sounded gentle to her.
It was no longer angry, cold, and full of murderous intent. It was sweet, masculine, and protective.
Her lips parted and she felt something enter her mouth. It was warm and wet, immediately going down her throat.
The pain ceased and her eyes began to grow heavy.
"Nianxue... I like Nianxue..." Her voice echoed one last time before her eyes closed.
[Qingyi, what are you doing?] Ruxue asked, appearing beside Qingyi.
He didn’t answer her, watching that Astral Grade Divine Pill he had bought take effect.
It was, indeed, an incredible item, capable of healing injuries of that degree so quickly.
"Do you want to kill her yourself?" Qingyi asked. "You can, if you want."
"No, you idiot, heal yourself!" Ruxue gritted her teeth, pointing at Qingyi’s body.
Even covered in black scales, the injuries he felt had been terrible, dozens of blades of blood sunk into his body.
Even without trying to fight, that woman had caused him so much damage.
It was frightening to think how powerful she would be if she could absorb the power of all the fox people and also knew how to fight.
With a sigh, Qingyi pulled the swords out of his body and sat cross-legged, the Seed of Life quickly beginning to recover his body.
"She is of the same race as the Celestial Demon. Probably the holder of the Dantian foundation of the Perfect Body that he wants to create... there must be another like her.
"She doesn’t seem like a very perfect creation," Qingyi said. "At least not for a demon."
"Those who attacked the fox people twenty thousand years ago probably wanted to use Xueyao for that...
that little fox has a very strong soul and could be used to manipulate her nature and ensure that she was just a mindless killing machine.
Since the fox people sent her to the Mortal Heaven before they could reach her, they could only sacrifice all the men for it."
"From how little mind control the Heavenly Demon has over her, I believe it didn’t work very well."
Ruxue crouched down, touching Nianxue’s face with one of her hands and making strange symbols with the other, drawing in the air.
"I didn’t know you had knowledge of array creation."
"Hm... it’s nothing too complex, just a bomb in case she does something wrong... it will detonate her dantian." Ruxue laughed, running her hand over Nianxue’s face.
"Now... let’s see what this little demonic creature that deserved hubby’s pity looks like." Ruxue giggled.
Although she spoke of Qingyi’s pity, she herself couldn’t help but feel pity.
If she was really as sweet, precious, and innocent as she seemed, fine. If it was all a lie she told to survive, fortunately, Ruxue could just blow her up from the inside.
After Ruyan, Ruxue no longer defined every demon she saw as a being deserving of death just for existing.
In the end, failed demon seeds like her were usually blank canvases, and for Nianxue, the first color she painted on this canvas was empathy, something no demon should have.
Ruxue’s eyes sparkled when she finally wiped Nianxue’s face clean, her body blocking Qingyi’s view.
"What is it?" the handsome young man asked, but Ruxue did not answer, only laughing as she picked Nianxue up in her arms.
"I’m leaving, I’ll wait for you in the World of the Mind~~" With a gentle push, Ruxue disappeared, leaving Qingyi alone behind.
"Ah... I hope I don’t regret this..." Qingyi sighed.
Pity was a dangerous feeling to have in a world like this. But in the end, he was still human.
For many, the journey of cultivation was the struggle against their own humanity and everything that made them mortal.
But in the end, those who denied themselves always ended up dead.
Without thinking about it any further, Qingyi closed his eyes and just continued to heal himself, the terrible wounds covering his body quickly disappearing.
Qingyi suddenly looked up, sensing a pair of powerful Qi approaching rapidly.
It was Ye Lingxue and Hu Lanyin.
"Did you succeed? Did you kill her?" The matriarch of the fox people exclaimed, her eyes filled with emotion.
She stopped a few feet away from Qingyi, her hands clasped in front of her ample bosom, her lips trembling as her greenish tail moved anxiously.
Lanyin had the same reaction, observing the destruction around her.
Was this something an Ancestral Emperor was capable of causing?
"Hm... almost, we’ll talk more about it after I rest a bit." Qingyi stood up, but immediately regretted it, a deep pain spreading through his body.
He gritted his teeth, his legs buckling as his body fell forward.
"Careful!" Lingxue took a step forward.
Qingyi’s face fell directly between her huge, heavy tits, the milky white skin engulfing his face in a warm, sensual embrace.
"I’m fine... just lacking Qi." Qingyi smiled, his hands instinctively reaching for Lingxue’s boobs as his lips parted.
Fortunately, he had some massive reserves of Qi at his disposal right there.