Destiny is ashes

Chapter 22: The Peaceful Sword View

Blood Pill Great Medicine.

After hearing this word and the prediction of the mysterious voice, An Jing felt his breathing become a little rapid, his vision blurred, his originally steady steps became a little shaky, and his tightly bitten lips were bleeding.

Then he laughed.

"Ha, haha... Is this what Deputy Medicine Envoy wanted me to see?"

An Jing muttered to himself, he raised his head and looked around at the dozens of 'medicine jars'.

The number is wrong. Perhaps, not all the eliminated will become "medicine", and a considerable number of them will become riders and servants, but... is there any essential difference?

"Master, Master..."

An Jing calmed down instead: "How do you think I will react?"

"Indifference? Anger? Hatred? Or... fear?"

He asked himself this question, and got the answer.

——Of course it's fear, Anjing. Do you think you have no fear?

- In order to survive, in order to avoid suspicion, you pretended to be ignorant and lived. Didn't you ignore those possibilities, pretend not to see those clues, and subconsciously avert your eyes?

——You comfort yourself by saying that those people may not die. You are different from them. You are a genius. Even if you are really eaten, it will definitely not be you who is eaten. You are the one who can feast on the food. You are a higher class than them.

——As long as you are still in fear, as long as you are still afraid of death, you will gradually degenerate and convince yourself.

——The Demon Cult has seen through you long ago. It doesn't matter whether you are loyal or heartless. As long as you are afraid, they will not be afraid.

"I... am not afraid of death!"

Taking a deep breath, An Jing wanted to refute, but he suddenly felt a chill.

Because just now, he suddenly realized that he might not be afraid of death, but he was more afraid of the death of people around him.

It's like a man who is not afraid of sacrificing himself, but when he thinks of his elderly parents, family members, and close friends at home, he hesitates.

It's not that I don't have courage, but that I have weaknesses.

In Xuanming Village, he still has two friends who are still alive, Gu Yeqi and Cang Linzu. In addition, there are more than a hundred children who call him senior brother.

He cannot move at will.

If he was a real devil who was heartless and ungrateful and had been subtly changed by the Demon Cult, then he would not rebel against the Demon Cult for the sake of this scene, but would choose to integrate into them, become a part of them, and become the one who can decide 'who to sacrifice'.

To become the next 'Master of Medicine Manor', or the next 'Northern Tour Envoy' of a higher level.

If he was a good person who valued friendship and loyalty, even if he found out about all this, he would not turn against them for the sake of his two friends who were still alive. Not to mention, the Demon Cult gave him the herbs to save his mother after all. If he was really a kind person, he would be timid and choose to become a member of the Demon Cult because of this "favor".

Eventually assimilated.

He couldn't have it all, wanting his friends to be safe and sound while also fighting against the cult.

It is impossible for him to be worthy of gratitude, friendship, and his original intention.

Because such a person is either the most ignorant and mediocre person, or a monster that transcends all common sense.

He is neither.

The saddest thing is that An Jing discovered something.

"My thoughts have really begun to slowly turn towards the Demon Cult... I really think that they are just some children who should have died in the natural disaster. Their lives were bought by the Demon Cult. They should not complain if they died after being eliminated. After all, the Demon Cult let them live a little longer and took good care of them for a while."

"But, even if this is the case, even if someone has bought your life, can't you resist when facing death?"

He stared at the skull: "I..."

——What should we do?
[Boy, calm your mind.] The mysterious voice said, [This is what the Demon Cult wants—great sorrow and anger, when your mind is shaken, your heart will make a choice that it cannot make at ordinary times.]

"I understand."

After taking a deep look at the skull that had been scraped to a snow-white color, An Jing reached out and wiped his face.

It's the feel of rain, mixed with the smell of tears.

He replaced the stone cover and turned his once again clear sight away from the water tank courtyard: "I understand better than anyone else."

What are you going to do now?

The mysterious voice said: [Escape, or revenge? Or...]

[Are you going to ignore these people who have nothing to do with you and continue to be your big brother here? ]

An Jing closed his eyes. He thought of the flesh being cooked and the children being eaten in the refugee camp.

He originally wanted to believe that there really was a group of people in this world who were willing to pay a price to teach a group of children, teach them martial arts, train them, and then make them one of their own. That was the martial arts school in his mind.

He had such a fantasy, hoping that the world would be so simple, peaceful and tranquil, and he could be at ease as his own eldest brother, slowly let go of his worries, and finally fight for Xuanming Manor.

But all illusions were shattered.

At this moment, An Jing's heart did not have the rage burning like a furnace fire. He only had a bone-chilling enlightenment that made him tremble.

——So, no matter where you are, you will be eaten?
——If you don’t want to be eaten, do you have to eat others?

This world, this world...

I……

It's definitely not what you want!
When he opened his eyes again, An Jing's eyes were bright again.

In his eyes, sparks of fire ignited: "I once told my mother that if the evil party bought my life, I would find a chance to escape and would never go along with them."

"But now, I want to do more, and I want it all."

"I want to escape with my companions."

"I don't want to eat people, nor do I want to be eaten! If I see it, I will definitely resist!"

He almost gnashed his teeth and said, "I can't do it, but I will try, even if the result is death."

——Just like a rabbit whose life has been bought, or a crab in a cage, I am going to kick them and pinch them!
【very good】

That sound, crisp, clanging, the sound of the sword laughed, with the flavor of a golden spear: [I really didn’t misjudge you]

[These evil cult members think they have you in their grasp, and you cannot escape their grasp, so they let you do whatever you want. They are wrong, because I am here, and because they do not see through your true nature.]

[An Jing, you are right. If you want it all, you are either the most ignorant mediocre person or a monster that transcends all common sense. Although you are a true genius, you are not a monster that can transcend all of this.]

[But I will give you the opportunity to become a monster beyond all common sense, but whether you can succeed in the end depends entirely on you.]

[Now, suppress the evil thoughts in your heart. I will teach you a method of meditation, which is the foundation of all methods...]

Before he finished speaking, a mantra and a method of meditation entered An Jing's mind.

[God is born from the Tao, and the Tao is pure, so God is inherently pure...]

[The spirit is like a mirror. If it is dark, it will become clear if you brush it with your thoughts. The spirit is like water. If it is turbid, it will become clear if you calm it with your heart. The spirit is like a sword. If it is rusty, it will become sharp if you rub it with your hand. This is purity and clarity...]

"Qingjing Sword View"

(End of this chapter)