Douluo Dragon King: The Calamity of the Dead, Reviving Qian Renxue

At this moment, a helpless smile appeared on Luo Yang's face.

He waved his hand, signaling the Golden Lion King to calm down, then spoke in a relaxed tone to Yuan En Ye Hui, who was like a bristling hedgehog:

"Just kidding, don't be so nervous."

"..."

Yuan Enhui's murderous intent faltered.

"Although your martial soul is a fallen angel, which is classified as an 'evil martial soul' by the secular world,"

Luo Yang's smile faded, and he looked at her with clear eyes. "But what kind of martial spirit you awaken is never something you can choose, nor is it your fault. A martial spirit is just a tool, a form of power. What truly defines good and evil is the person who uses that power and the way they do things."

He paused, then continued, "Moreover, some people in this world awaken not evil martial spirits, and even bear a glamorous title, but their actions... are a hundred times more vile and cruel than those real evil spirit masters."

These words, like a pebble thrown into an icy lake, stirred the first ripples in Yuan Enhui's cold heart.

The reason why evil spirit masters are deeply hated by the entire continent is because their cultivation method, which is based on killing, has left people with a stereotypical impression of being bloody, cruel, and inhuman.

Therefore, in order to prevent tragedies, various forces on the mainland have almost reached a consensus: once an awakened evil martial soul is discovered, especially a top-level evil martial soul like the Fallen Angel, it is better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free, or to monitor them for life.

but……

Are those Soul Masters who awaken evil martial souls at birth truly born sinful?

They cannot choose their bloodline and talents, just as people cannot choose their birth.

Should we be deprived of our right to live and be ostracized, rejected, or even killed by the whole world simply because we have the potential to do evil?

Others, like the aloof and revered "pure and innocent" Tang Shenwang, schemed against the continent, manipulated fate, and treated all living beings as pawns...

Are they really more noble than evil spirit masters?

however.

Yuan Enhui continued to stare intently at Luoyang, his vigilance unwavering.

Human hearts are unpredictable.

She had seen people who appeared respectable on the surface but harbored malicious intentions.

The person in front of me first showed goodwill, then threatened, and now put on an act of understanding and sympathy... Which side is the real one?

Was he deliberately using these words to lower her guard, plotting something deeper?

Seeing that Yuan Enhui was still tense, Luo Yang sighed softly.

He raised his right hand, palm up.

The next moment, a profound, desolate energy, mixed with the aura of pure death and annihilation, slowly emerged from his palm.

This aura is not the "evil" of fallen angels, which carries darkness, corruption, and temptation, but a more primal, more vast "death" that seems to come from an ancient battlefield and adjudicate the end of all things!

The purity and power of this death aura far surpassed even the dark aura emanating from the Fallen Angel Martial Soul of Yuanen Yehui!

"Look," Luo Yang's calm voice rang out, "in a sense, my martial spirit... can also be considered an 'evil martial spirit'."

The Undead Scourge – Controlling death, communicating with the dead, and manipulating the deceased.

In the eyes of the vast majority of orthodox Soul Masters, this is definitely a more "evil" and more terrifying Martial Soul than the Fallen Angel!

Because it touches upon the most taboo area of ​​life.

Yuan Enhui was shocked, staring in astonishment at the terrifying death energy in Luo Yang's palm, then looked up at his calm face.

She could clearly sense the true nature of that aura; it was by no means a disguise.

He... he actually...

"My martial soul ability leans towards 'purifying the dead' and 'controlling death,' thus it is tainted with a strong aura of death."

Luo Yang gave a brief explanation, then dissipated the energy in his hand, and the suffocating sense of death disappeared as well.

"So, I really have no hostility towards you, and I'm not being hypocritical. Perhaps it's precisely because we both possess martial spirits that are not understood by the world that I find it less tiring to be around you, and I even feel a sense of kinship with you."

He extended his hand again, not as a threat, nor as charity, but as an invitation of equality.

"I just... simply want to be friends with you. A friend with whom I can relax and talk without having to hide my martial soul, without having to worry about being treated as an outsider. That's all."

Yuan Enhui remained silent.

Her usually cold and wary black eyes were now staring blankly at Luo Yang's outstretched hand, then at his clear, open eyes, devoid of any impurities.

friend……

This word was too unfamiliar and too luxurious for her.

From the moment she awakened the Fallen Angel Martial Soul, her world changed.

Within the family, some saw her as an ominous jinx, others feared she would bring disaster, and even her closest father was devastated by the tragic death of her mother (who also possessed a martial soul).

People like her are seen as a scourge by outsiders.

She had long been accustomed to loneliness, accustomed to using indifference to disguise herself, and accustomed to pushing everyone away.

She thought she would live her life alone, burdened by the curse, or meet her destruction like her mother at some point.

No one had ever told her "I want to be friends with you," let alone "We are the same" or "It feels so good to be with you."

At that moment, a tiny crack appeared in her frozen heart. A long-lost longing, one that she herself had almost forgotten.

A longing for understanding, for recognition, and even for the slightest bit of warmth quietly begins to grow.

"You... really think that way?"

Yuan Enhui's voice was low, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.

"Have you ever heard this saying?" Luo Yang didn't answer directly, but smiled slightly.

"My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror, and all my deeds are righteous."

"A martial spirit is merely a tool; power itself is neither good nor evil. True good and evil lie in the user's conscience and actions. As long as your actions align with your conscience and bottom line, then your martial spirit has no inherent 'good or evil' distinction!"

"so……"

He extended his hand again, his smile warm and sincere. "Would you... like to be my friend?"

My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror; all my deeds are righteous...

Power itself is neither good nor evil; it resides in one's own heart...

These words, like thunderclaps and warm currents, repeatedly impacted and cleansed the defenses that Yuan Enhui had built up over the years based on fear and loneliness.

Looking into the boy's sincere eyes and feeling the same "unconventional" yet open and honest martial spirit aura emanating from him, the ice wall in her heart was melting at an accelerated pace.

Silence spread between the two.

But this silence was no longer filled with hostility and tension; instead, it contained a hint of hesitation, struggle, and... a faint glimmer of expectation.

a long time.

Yuan Enhui nodded almost imperceptibly, her voice as soft as a whisper:

"Wait...we'll talk about it outside."

She didn't immediately take his hand, but she didn't refuse again either.

This is the biggest concession and show of trust she can make at the moment.

"it is good."

Luo Yang's smile instantly brightened.

Little Yuan En Ye Hui, you can handle her!

"Then let's continue to explore deeper."

He turned around and gestured to the Golden Lion King.

The giant beast let out a low roar, took a step forward, and took the initiative to clear the way.

Yuan Enhui looked at Luo Yang's retreating figure and took a deep breath.

Finally, I slowly followed.

The pair of jet-black fallen angel wings behind him quietly concealed all their ferocity and fluttered gently.

The journey that followed, involving the two humans and the beast, was an unprecedented experience for Yuan En Ye Hui.

She almost... had no chance to make a move.

Whether it's the packs of century-old wind wolves that appear, the thousand-year-old ghost vines that lurk and ambush, or even another scaled beast with four thousand years of cultivation that we encountered by chance and was even more powerful than the previous ones...

There was no need for her and Luo Yang to lift a finger against any of the virtual soul beasts blocking their path.

The Golden Lion Mastiff was a diligent scavenger, crushing everything in its path.

Yuan Enhui followed beside her, going from initial shock to gradual numbness, and then to an uncontrollable surge of envy deep within her heart.

After the Golden Lion King easily dealt with a group of virtual soul beasts blocking its path for what seemed like the umpteenth time, it suddenly let out a satisfied roar, its golden light suddenly shone brightly, and its aura noticeably increased.

"Oh? Seems like you've reached a bottleneck, your absorption has hit its limit." Luo Yang sensed it for a moment, then said with a smile, "Not bad for your first time. Ye Hui, how about you? How's your absorption going?"

Yuan Enhui snapped out of her daze, silently sensed her soul spirit and soul rings, and nodded: "That's about it."

Although it wasn't as exaggerated as Luoyang, by "borrowing" so much high-quality energy, her improvement far exceeded what she could achieve through her usual hard-earned hunting.

"Alright, it's about time. It's not advisable to stay in for too long the first time, or you'll get mentally tired."

"We're getting ready to go out."

Luo Yang looked at the gradually changing light around him and made a decision.

Yuan Enhui had no objection.