Chapter 2741: Despicable Like Grass

Perhaps hatred is not an emotion, but a kind of pain!

In extreme torment, extreme hatred is born. Hatred for the sudden tragedy, hatred for the misfortune that suddenly befell the Su family, hatred for his own fear in the face of danger!

Su Xiu Xing opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, lifted his hand, not knowing what he could do. He retreated shamefully, and his useless Dao technique only turned over in his palm—

He was like a person holding only a cup of water in his hand, while in front of him, his home was already burning in a roaring fire.

He knew he should do something, perhaps throw this cup of water in, but he understood it was meaningless.

A moment ago he was still commenting on the heavens' pride on the Yellow River, criticizing the great matters of the world, the next moment he was mourning in his own homeland.

Not to mention being able to do something, in front of this constantly expanding beam of light power, he couldn't even escape danger to continue his hatred—because he was also pursued by the light!

His vision was a vast white, he almost thought it was the color of the source sea.

But a corner of a Dao robe, at this moment, floated down in front of his eyes.

This was a white background with black lines chess grid Dao robe, as if it was a chessboard he was fundamentally unqualified to touch, smashing into his body... making him ignorant and dull, while also covering up the celestial light that swept across the entire Su family's new residence.

Floating down with the Dao robe was a slender back figure.

Su Xiu Xing saw a branch extending from this back figure, a light yellow with green embroidered copper sword sheath. His vision moved forward again... hidden within the floating and rolling Dao robe was a slender hand, pressing on the two instruments wooden sword handle with black and white colors.

His breath hitched.

He had always been a person who understood how to observe details.

As an Underworld Ferryman in Hell No Door, responsible for external intelligence, all-around contact and task reception, the understanding of who could be provoked and who could not, was a basic skill of this job.

How could he not recognize the outside world?

The newcomer was a high cultivator from Penglai Island, Central Empire Xuan Zhen,

Taiyi Chen Suan!

Not long ago, this Dao title was decreed in the *Ling Bao Yu Ce*, and with the honorable name of "Taiyi Zhen Ren", he would be widely respected by the Dao pulse. He actually appeared in Jiao Heng County, Wei Country, appearing in the home of an unknown nobody, Su Xiu Xing, which was currently being destroyed.

"Underworld Ferryman? Someone from Hell No Door?" In that vast white light, Chen Suan glanced back half an eye, raised an eyebrow and asked.

At the brink of life and death, Su Xiu Xing subconsciously activated the Underworld River curse technique transmitted by Qin Guang Wang. This also exposed his extensive work history.

Chen Suan saw through him at a glance.

As soon as this voice came out, Su Xiu Xing was suddenly startled. Then came the hatred.

Many years of traveling between life and death, and long experience of being pursued, allowed him to connect everything in an instant—

His matter was exposed!

As a remnant of Hell No Door, being personally hunted and interrogated for crimes by a righteous true person from the Central Empire, wasn't this a natural thing?

When he joined Hell No Door, even earlier than that, when he joined the World Tower in Yang Country, he was already prepared to welcome this day. A figure from a mediocre small country, with no other way out, living with his head tied to his pants waist, where could he always not fall down?

Just, just...

Su Xiu Xing's eyes were red, his voice hoarse with hatred, shouting:

"Catch me is fine... kill me is just fine!"

He grasped the dagger, baring his teeth and claws, pouncing up, the flames of hatred in his heart and eyes expanding:

"You kill me is just fine, Xiao Die is innocent, there's still a child in the courtyard—"

Chen Suan slapped him with a backhand!

This slap was crisp and neat, directly fanning Su Xiu Xing to the ground. It fanned his Qi and spirit scattered, his will tired and his body bitter.

His head hit the ground, making a solid thud.

In his already overgrown heart, the dangerous knock made him sound an alarm.

"Awake now?" Chen Suan asked. Su Xiu Xing flipped his body over, his finger bones gripping the ground, still lowering his head, his hair messy, his voice hoarse:

"Awake."

No matter how much he didn't deserve it, Su Xiu Xing shouldn't have been caught by Chen Suan personally.

To put it ugly, what kind of thing was he?

It was absolutely impossible for Chen Suan to come for him. Such a figure, even if Wei Country was the target, and they came on a mission like Yin Xiao Heng back then, there was no need to talk to him, Su Xiu Xing. He was neither a high-level figure in Wei Country, nor did he have the strength to attract the other side's attention.

So instead, Chen Suan saved him?

He was indeed within the cover range of this chess grid Dao robe, temporarily avoiding that beam of celestial light.

So all this was unrelated to Chen Suan?

But the dignified Chen Suan, such an honorable Tian Jing true person, why would he come here, come to this barren countryside place...

"Awake then stand up and look." Chen Suan's voice said.

Su Xiu Xing propped himself up from the ground. In front of him was no longer a vast white. The one-eyed damage had recovered, or was not serious in the first place, or Chen Suan casually helped him heal, but none of that was important.

He saw in front of him, there was nothing at all. People, tables and chairs, chickens and dogs, the entire Su family's new residence was ground to pieces right in front of his eyes... all swept empty by the light.

Everything he built upon his glorious return home, the glory and family feeling he experienced during this time... no longer belonged to him.

Not only that.

Chen Suan didn't just let him look at that.

This celestial light didn't just fall on the Su family's new residence.

But... it spread throughout Jiao Heng County, perhaps even beyond Jiao Heng County. He gazed into the distance, seeing irregular but everywhere visible! Killing celestial light!

Beam after beam, some in the long street, some piercing high buildings, some strung together by three pillars, some hundreds of li apart.

Celestial light was like a forest, and wails were like a flock of birds taking flight.

Human life is as cheap as grass. The lives of the people of Wei Country are as cheap as grass!

Su Xiu Xing swayed as he stood there, hearing someone in the city wail—

"They once slaughtered Ye Wang City!

"They... have come again!"

They! Who were they?

In this world, in this land, "they," who else could they be?

So deeply etched in the fear of the Wei people.

Mentioning the war when Jing Country attacked Wei, mentioning the unmentioned slaughter of Ye Wang City, seemed like it was already very distant.

Like an era had passed so long ago.

But if you counted the marks on the stones carefully, it was actually only thirty-five years ago...

The people of Wei Country dared not recall, dared not mention, because of the feeling of fear stretching time.

Only thirty-five years have passed!

How dare you feel that this is already a peaceful era?

How dare you return to your hometown, indulging in the illusion of safety, when you were clearly a killer who worked in Hell No Door.

"But why?" Su Xiu Xing looked at the back figure in front of him, asking with hatred and pain:

"Why?"

Exactly why?

So submissive, so weak... the already nameless Wei Country!

There was fundamentally no opportunity for growth domestically. Young people like him back then could only leave their hometown to seek a living in Wei Country.

An already desolate small country, barely stained with Wu De Ze, with a little opportunity to live like a human. Why did the Jing Country people come again?!

"Not us." Chen Suan looked up at the sky, leaving Su Xiu Xing's small half-profile, unusually serious.

"This is Middle Domain, this is the Wei Country once slaughtered by all of you..." Su Xiu Xing's tears streamed down his face, or perhaps blood from his forehead also flowed down, all mixed together, he couldn't distinguish clearly, just repeatedly:

"How do you prove it's not all of you? How do I know you're not deceiving me?"

"You don't have the qualification to be deceived." Chen Suan said very directly.

Su Xiu Xing gritted his teeth for a moment!

This was very cruel, yet very real.

Chen Suan had no intention of caring about his mood. He observed the falling points of those beams of celestial light, his hand constantly pinching tactics, and quickly said:

"Listen, I should have been discovered, the other side will soon find someone

"Who is the other side?" Su Xiu Xing's already thousand-wounded and hundred-holed heart suddenly tensed again. He didn't think that even a figure like Chen Suan would show this weak and tense posture.

What kind of existence destroyed the Su family and even the entire Jiao Heng County?

This tension suppressed all his sorrow, making his hands tremble faintly!

"Still don't know now." Chen Suan shook his head, his tone inexplicable:

"But I will know soon."

The chess grid Dao robe was stirred by the wind. The contemporary Taiyi true person pressed his sword and walked forward:

"Don't ask east or west, now listen to my command, you have a unique opportunity to do the right thing."

Su Xiu Xing subconsciously followed.

"The faith path here is already completely locked down. I will find a way to send you away—"

Chen Suan looked left and right, constantly pinching his fingers, seemingly calculating something, paused, and continued:

"You must bring the truth out of here."

Su Xiu Xing wiped a handful of bloody tears, tightly following him:

"What is the truth?"

"I don't know now either. By the time I know—" Chen Suan turned his head back to look at Su Xiu Xing. At this moment, he finally truly looked at Su Xiu Xing, remembering his appearance.

Perhaps he also thought—what use could this person have?

His tone was complex:

"Perhaps it's already late." As Chen Suan spoke, he already lifted his hand, precisely pressing his upright palm on Su Xiu Xing's chest, and just gently pushed—

Su Xiu Xing leaned back and fell!

He only felt an irresistible force, destroying all resistance, crumbling all his resistance. Pushing him backward, making him lean backward.

His body was completely uncontrollable, his five senses completely confused.

At this moment, he did not feel fear.

Because if Chen Suan wanted to kill him, there was no need for such complexity. Also because this series of continuous changes had already made his feelings numb!

He fell to the ground, but did not feel the hard ground. Instead, he felt like he was falling into the sea, sinking in a straight line.

The soil wrapped him like water, and in front of him was pitch black, seeing nothing.

He felt himself moving at extreme speed, in a way he temporarily did not understand—what he understood was Chen Suan's means of sending him away.

Life seemed like a stone sinking in water, fate like mud covering his eyes.

He did not know where the endpoint was, he only knew the starting point was his home. A home he would never return to, a home he would never see again.

In this temporarily safe moment, in this state of "having escaped" yet being unable to control himself, he was blank and quiet for a while, then felt a huge sorrow surge over him.

Scene after scene flew past in front of him, all the laughter and joy of this period.

Uncle was a taciturn and stubborn old man. When he initially sent him on his long journey, he just helped carry his luggage, and silently walked ten li with him. Eldest sister was livelier than when they were children, growing into a big girl, looking gentle, yet with a character that dared to love and hate. Third aunt's son Hu Zi was mischievous. He confiscated the kid's slingshot just yesterday and made him stand in punishment...

When he left Jiao Heng County, Su Xiu Xing told himself he must live a proper life. These years, he risked his life, worked hard to survive, and finally waited for this day. As a killer, he was luxuriously "safely retired." He brought many years of savings and returned to his hometown with honor.

But his "hometown" perished today.

He didn't even know why!

The weak have no qualification to be happy, not even the ability to hate.

Su Xiu Xing gritted his teeth tightly! Suddenly it was bright in front of him.

Su Xiu Xing discovered that he was already free from that state of blackness in front of him, his whole body feeling light. He finally once again felt the scent of grass, the clear wind and sunlight.

This was a temporarily unknown mountain valley. Chen Suan didn't know what method he used to send him here.

How far was this from his old home... he didn't know.

Great sorrow gave birth to great hatred.

Su Xiu Xing's face was covered in blood!

He knelt on the ground!

He lowered his head, lifted his left hand, and used the dagger in his right hand to fiercely cut across his palm! He cut out a wound that showed the bone, the blade edge and finger bone rubbing together, making an ear-piercing sound!

Fresh blood like a spring, drenching the soil.

"I, Su Xiu Xing, swear to this imperial heaven and earth!"

"This heart will forever hate! This enmity must be avenged!"

"No matter who you are, no matter what force you belong to."

"I will certainly find you, I will pull out your teeth, peel off your human skin, drink your dirty blood, mouthful by mouthful eat your flesh!"

He wanted to reorganize Hell No Door, he wanted to walk Yin Guan's path again. He wanted to be more desperate, more hateful, he wanted to gain more power, do more things.

Absolutely will not let Xiao Die die in vain. Will not let uncle, third aunt, Hu Zi and the others die in vain.

He cried out:

"I will certainly kill you... I will certainly kill you!!!"

At this time, a voice rang out—

"Oh?"

Although this voice was light, it was like a thunderclap. Su Xiu Xing, who had just sworn a blood oath, saw a pair of boots stopped in front of his eyes from his hazy tear-light—this was a pair of black deerskin long boots. The style was nothing special, just the fur on the left edge had some dark marks,

As if they were worn out.

He didn't know when someone had come, and the newcomer was already standing in front of him!

And subject to some unknown force, he was fundamentally unable to lift his head to look, only kneeling there, lowering his head and supporting himself with his hands on the ground.

He didn't even have the qualification to look directly at his enemy!

"Chen," Su Xiu Xing opened his mouth with difficulty:

"Chen"

At this time, words seemed to weigh a thousand jun. Without the courage to shatter his teeth, he couldn't utter a single sentence.

"Chen Suan, right?" The strange voice asked.

"He will not let you all go." —Su Xiu Xing thought so and said. This was useless as he was already suppressed by the enemy, so he could only entrust his hatred to a more capable person, but he couldn't open his mouth.

But the person opposite him seemed to guess his inner thoughts. He sighed and said:

"He, ah, is a very powerful person. I didn't think he could calculate this far, investigate to here, to the extent of letting him discover some key things, and he almost dodged past. Unfortunately..."

Unfortunately... what?

Su Xiu Xing's consciousness was already very heavy, but it was still falling more cruelly.

And that voice was always calm:

"Your appearance here is him using you to escape himself. You can be useless, you can know nothing, but I cannot gamble on your uselessness, gamble on you knowing nothing."

"Every minute of power I waste on you will increase his possibility of escaping."

"How, does it sound more hateful?"

"Or do you feel a little comfort?"

Su Xiu Xing opened his mouth, wanting to make a sound.

However, the newcomer did not care about his answer, just casually pressed down with a palm.

The palm was like the sky covering, fate was like a book flipping.

Su Xiu Xing seemed to hear something shattering. He vaguely understood it was his head. Then he felt himself like a wisp of smoke—body and soul, all floating and scattering away.

Weightless.

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