filled at first.In the infinite expanse of stars, a square prison made of water appeared.This was also Jiang Wang's first time seeing the specific range of the Sword Discussion Grounds.But more impor...Jiang Wang grasped the fishing line made of the Nine Chapters Jade Bi, and kept pulling it higher and higher.

Through howling winds and blizzards, amidst the shattered debris of Fushan's crumbling peaks, and the raging thunder.

Finally crashed into a vast, swirling cloud.

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Wang Changji, clad in a thin and tightly fitting robe that accentuated his narrow shoulders, sat on the edge of the storm clouds. Wind, thunder, snow, all served as his backdrop.

Holding the warm fishing rod, he slowly reeled in the line.

"I brought my friends too," Jiang Wang released his fishing line and said as he walked forward, "I don't know exactly what you need to do, but I thought maybe we could lend a helping hand."

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Upon seeing each other again, both people seemed more relaxed.

“Nothing could be better.” Wang Changji reached out and put away his fishing rod and line. He stood up and nodded to Yue Tiannu and Zuo Guangshu: “I apologize for my earlier rudeness. I hope you will forgive me.”

Yu Tiannu clasped her hands together and said, "I should be the one thanking you. Thank you for the wake-up call, which has opened my eyes to the truth."

Wang Changji merely nodded slightly, and that was enough to pass as a greeting.

Left Guangshu sized up Brother Jiang's friend with a hint of curiosity, saying, “I should also thank you. Like a frog in a well, I had been content for too long. You have shown me the vastness beyond.”

Wang Changji casually said: "With Jiang Wang here, there are not too many heavens outside."

Of course, that's a very high praise!

A flash of surprise crossed Yue Tiannu's eyes. She understood Wang Changji's realm better than anyone, and she had felt the full extent of his power firsthand. Could Jiang Wang truly have received such a high evaluation from him

She thought she knew Jiang Wang very well, but now she suddenly felt that there must be something else she hadn't seen.

“Don’t say those things, it shames me.” Jiang Wang said with shame, “You had warned me beforehand, yet I still fell for it, controlled by the chaos and causing the sky to fall prematurely…”

"Chaos" Wang Changji raised his eyes, seeming to be interested.

Jiang Wang was surprised and said, “I thought you already knew.”

Wang Changji shook his head gently: "I guess there might be several forces at play, and I can definitely feel a few fishing lines being cast, but I don't know exactly who is vying for them."

Then Jiang Wang briefly recounted how they had embarked on the path of divine descent, how they had met Chaos, and how they had been used by Chaos.

Wang Changji listened silently as he finished his tale of the journey to Di'nan Yuan, offering no evaluation or comment, only saying, "I see."

Jiang Wang looked at him: "Brother Wang, why are you teaching me"

“Let’s talk about this later,” said Wang Changji. “Since you brought a friend, I’d also like to introduce someone to you.”

From Zuoguang's mouth, Jiang Wang had long known that Wang Changji was accompanied by someone when he came to the Shanhai Realm. Although it was strange that he hadn't seen anyone last time, he didn't think too much of it.

However, with Wang Changji bringing it up so seriously now, he unconsciously raised its importance.

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"Which talented young man would Wang Ge introduce to us" he asked.

At this moment, the clouds hadn't dispersed, and the apocalyptic scene remained unchanged, but Yue Tiannu and Zuo Guangshu had both vanished from sight.

Everything remains as natural as ever, without a trace.

Then Jiang Wang knew that he had once again entered the special environment built by Wang Changji.

It should be some kind of exquisite application based on the soul.

If it comes to a confrontation, there are roughly two approaches. One is to quickly launch a complex soul attack, disrupting the construction of this environment and seizing opportunities in the movement. The other is to directly erupt with the strongest Taoism or swordsmanship, breaking through the spiritual realm from the real world, expelling the opponent while also allowing oneself to retreat from this environment.

Of course, you can also approach it from other directions...

He now harbors no animosity towards Wang Changji, it's merely an instinctive rehearsal for combat.

Strong individuals always look forward to facing other strong individuals.

Just as he was thinking, from the depths of the dark clouds, a young man with a thin face walked out behind Wang Changji.

This person is really too thin.

Before, when I was in Maple Leaf City, I don't think I was this thin.

Compared to the first meeting at the Qingyun Pavilion gate, there were some differences this time.

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But more specifically, Jiang Wang couldn't really say.

Because he has never really cared about this person.

Life is like the ocean, most people are just passing through.

“Senior Jiang, it’s been a long time…” Fang He Ling spoke first, his expression somewhat complex: “Thinking about past events now, they seem rather childish. It’s best not to bring them up again. I’m currently cultivating alongside Brother Wang, and our goals are the same as yours. We are the lone souls left in Fenglin City, wandering aimlessly in this world without shelter. We share the same hatred, Senior Jiang, we have a common enemy.”

He didn't reminisce with Jiang Wang, because the two of them had no old times to reminisce about.

He was talking about old grudges. Common grudges.

He pointed out his current reliance, stating clearly in a single sentence the mutual interests of both parties.

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Compared to his carefree and naive self back in Maple Forest City, he has grown quite a bit.

But Jiang Wang merely said calmly, "Demons are also my enemies."

Though unspoken, these words are like a sword, drawing the line and severing those ambiguous attachments.

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He indeed harbored a deep-seated blood feud in his heart.

Fang He Ling is indeed an old acquaintance.

They were indeed destroyed by the same disaster, they did indeed have the same enemy.

But this doesn't mean he can cooperate with anyone and tolerate anything.

An enemy's enemy is not necessarily a friend.

Because a person, besides his own loves, hates, joys and sorrows, also has the morality of being a human being, the promise made as a human being.

He would never forget the sight he had seen at the entrance of Qingyun Pavilion, when Fang Huerling was mixed among the demon horde.

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At that time, the four demonic fiends who delighted in butchering innocents and cooking people for their amusement had already killed two. Had it not been for Yan Chunhui's intervention, even the masked fiend would have perished.

Fang Hulei was here, no different from the other demons.

Back then, if one were to appear in the Soul Severing Gorge, it wouldn't be more than a matter of drawing a sword.

The only real difference is...

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Fang Hueling is also from Fenglin City.

Fang He Ling also lost his family and home on that day of utter despair.

But those individuals, who has not had a tragic past

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Including Zheng Fei, including Li Shou, including that extremely starved ghost-like figure of the Mo Men deserter Huan Tao, and even the fortune-telling demon, who hasn't had some so-called pain and struggle

But when they massacre the innocent, pile up corpses during a competition... Have they ever stopped to listen to other people's stories

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The White Bone Demon was his enemy, Zhuang Gaoxian was his enemy, Zhang Linchuan was his enemy. But beings as wicked and vile as the Human Devil were also his enemies.

The former was a blood feud he bore from his own lineage, the latter a burden he had taken upon himself the first time he raised a wooden sword.

Adults have a responsibility towards children, the strong have a responsibility towards the weak, and those who are extraordinary should bear extraordinary responsibilities.

This is his path.

He cannot control all the injustices in the world, nor can he kill all the wicked people. But within the reach of his three-foot blade, there lies justice that belongs to him.

In their last conversation, he and Wang Changji confirmed their direction. He painted a picture of the future he envisioned, one he would strive for with all his might. But there would always be boundaries, a line he would never cross no matter what.

Because someone had pointed it out to him a long time ago—in the wrong way, failing to achieve the right goal. Wrong is wrong, no matter how much you try to whitewash it.

If Wang Changji cannot agree, he would rather continue alone.

A person's long night might be too lonely. But walking alone with an honest heart is always better than being surrounded by people with an uneasy conscience.

When Jiang Wang said this, there was no strong emotion in her voice, and her tone was also calm.

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But his determination would not be overlooked.

Fang Hulei almost immediately bowed deeply: "Senior Brother Jiang! When we were in Fenglin City, I was truly too ignorant! Narrow-minded and despicable. I did so many wrong things, hurting many people. Now, thinking back on it, I am still very ashamed. I know I was wrong, I sincerely apologize to you. Please forgive me... please must forgive me!"

He bowed deeply, his forehead almost touching his knees, showing the utmost humility.

Jiang Wang stepped aside, unwilling to accept the bow: "Fang He Ling, you said you wanted to apologize for what happened back then, but I can't even remember what you owe me. A few words, it's nothing to mention. Back then, I didn't hold back against you either. And now, I just want to say goodbye."

Fang He'ling stood up, he stooped his back, so that he could look up at Jiang Wang, and said with a smile: "Brother Jiang, when you say this, it means you still have opinions about me. Yes, I admit my apology wasn't sincere enough."

As he said this, he slapped himself in the face.

This slap was so crisp.

His right cheek immediately swelled up.

On his swollen face, he still managed a smile: "Or perhaps you could tell me what it would take for you to forgive me I will do everything I can. For anything I can't, I will find a way. All I ask is a chance, and I promise I will not disappoint you."

Jiang Wang's demeanor practically showed that there was little chance of them coexisting.

And Fang He Ling didn't feel at all that, between him and Jiang Wang, there was anything Wang Chang Ji could choose.

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Needless to say anything about his character or morality. Even from the most realistic point of view of self-interest, Jiang Wangyuan is stronger than him, far more talented. In the past, present, and foreseeable future, he is far superior.

Even he himself couldn't find the reason why Wang Changji chose him over Jiang Wang.

So he absolutely refused to put himself on the opposite side of Jiang Wang.

So he apologized humbly, so he slapped himself. He could even kneel down and kowtow a few times, he could be as low as a dog, even lower than a dog!

As long as Jiang Wang doesn't extinguish his opportunity...

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If he were abandoned by Wang Changji, how could he possibly get to Zhang Linchuan on his own

Faced with such an attitude from Fang He Ling.

Jiang Wang's tone was still very calm, calm to the point of being cold: "Listen, Fang He Ling. I don't know what happened to you these years, and I don't want to know. In this world, no one lives easily. I have no hatred for you, and of course I can't forgive you. Do what you need to do, don't put on a show in front of me."

"Senior Brother Jiang, give me a chance." Fang He Ling raised his hand and slapped himself again. Now both sides of his face were swollen, but he grinned and was still smiling, as if he didn't feel Jiang Wang's rejection at all: "I just want to go with you and Big Brother Wang to seek revenge, I just want revenge."

“The same goal doesn't mean we have to walk together. You have your way, and I have mine.” Jiang Wang simply said, “As I said, our paths diverge.”

Feng He Ling slapped himself again, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

He was still grinning as he spoke, "My father is dead. The one who held a banquet at the Moon-Viewing Pavilion, begging you to give this useless son of mine some confidence. He's dead. Zhang Linchuan raised his hand and a bolt of lightning struck him, turning him into charcoal. Died without an ounce of dignity."

Jiang Wang fell silent.

To him, Fang Zehou was undoubtedly a loathsome fellow. He had hoarded resources meant for Fang Pengju and had no good reputation in Fenglin City. He had even threatened Jiang An'an with him before.

But this person, is also a sincere father. He spared no effort for his son, giving everything until the end of his life.

Someone like Fang Zehou has died.

He was just one of the countless people who died in the Maple Forest domain.

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Jiang Wang didn't know what to say.

Fāng Hèlíng looked at him, smiling awkwardly.

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Once in Fenglin City, he swore that he would make this person named Jiang Wang look at him straight on.

But so many years have passed, he has paid so much, grown so hard, and struggled so much to get here. Yet, he has to bow his head, which he never lowered before, and smile so humbly, begging so pitifully.

He didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction and smiled like this: "I know I'm a waste, insignificant, disgusting. You are all geniuses, your future is limitless. I will only walk with you for a while, until Zhang Linchuan is killed, then I'll roll away, far away, so as not to soil your eyes. Do you think that's okay"

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Jiang Wang let out a soft sigh in her heart.

He also looked earnestly at Fang Hualing.

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His eyes were very clean, there was no resentment or disgust in them, only a kind of tranquility and firmness.

"The Three Evils, the Flesh-Carver, and the Head-Splitter, these three demon beings were all killed by me. The death of the fortune teller demon also had my contribution. Even long ago, that Devourer Heart Demon Xiong, was pierced through the heart by my sword. My attitude towards demons has never changed."

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"You know Zheng Fei and Li Shou have a great relationship, they are both willing to die for each other. I saw true brotherhood in them! But I still killed them without hesitation. Because when they were slaughtering innocent civilians, throwing people into the furnace to cook them, eating human flesh and drinking human blood, they didn't hesitate either."

"Jiang Wang said this: 'Fang He Ling, I understand your hatred, I completely understand. For many nights, I was consumed by hatred just as you are. The blood in your eyes, my eyes once had it too, and it still lingers to this day. But we are not on the same side. If we met outside of the Shan Hai Realm, I would have drawn my sword right now.'"

Fang Hèlíng looked at Wang Chángjí. Wang Chángjí had no expression on his face and didn't speak.

He seemed to understand.

He no longer slapped himself, knowing that nothing he did would help.

Jiang Wang has always been so resolute.

At the beginning, Fang Peng collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down his face as he cried out to his elder brother, begging for mercy. His sword strike went in without any hesitation.

That was his sworn brother, as close as a family member!

What am I, a crane feather from your side

Fang He Ling smiled, a smile that sounded out.

He smiled and gave Jiang Wang a thumbs-up: "You are really made of iron! You are truly righteous and courageous. You clearly distinguish between right and wrong, you stand tall and straight. You cannot tolerate even a speck of sand in your eyes. You are so honest and just, Jiang Wang!"

He was self-deprecating and self-abasing, yet also insecure and resentful.

He held up his thumb, his hand passing over his forehead: "You're strong, you're really strong. You are the envy of everyone, a genius. Even those shoddy sword techniques you learned from the outer sect back then, you're stronger than me. You're even stronger than my talented cousin Fang Pengju, you killed him with one sword!"

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He slowly lowered his hand and spread out his palm.

But what about me

He glared at Jiang Wang, his expression twisting for the first time uncontrollably. He roared at Jiang Wang for the first time: "But what about me!"

“I am a failure! I can never compare to you, I’m not even as good as Fang Pengju, what am I going to do!”

“Do you think everyone has as many choices as you You only associate with geniuses, members of aristocratic families, and wealthy heirs. What kind of young masters, what kind of high-ranking officials! You’re renowned on the Viewing River Platform, holding high offices in Qi, moving freely among the elite in Chu – even the Three Prisons Palace bears witness to your power, and even Yu Beidou sings your praises!”

But what about me

His swollen face twisted into a grotesque, heartbreaking mass.

He tapped his chest with his finger, each tap heavy as a drumbeat. Countless painful moments from the past echoed in these beats, rising with his roar and his rage: "I'm not a good person, but I'm not that bad either! Sometimes I can't bring myself to do it, there are people I don't want to kill! But I told myself, I have to avenge myself! What do I have Nothing. I am nothing. What can I use to take revenge Only the Demonic Cult will take me, only they will give me a chance, only they will give me strength!"

He pointed at Jiang Wang, his voice almost a roar: "You, can you be a good person Can you stand tall and look down on me It's only because you have a choice!!!"

“But I don't.”

Fang He's hand fell limp, his voice softening. The contorted expression on his face began to subside, the bulging veins slowly receding.

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He became very despondent, the kind that came from a complete understanding of reality.

He shook his head. "Jiang Wang, I really hate your condescending attitude. Maybe you're right, but you won't always be right."

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The light in her eyes, which could have been called bright, had extinguished.

He turned away, his swollen face drooping with dejection.

He knew he could only go to kneel before Yan Chunhui again, kneeling before the swallow again, and beg for a chance.

Although he didn't know what else he could offer in exchange.

This world is made for geniuses.

All the light in this world is enjoyed by those in power.

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Someone like him, a worthless piece of trash, has no right to talk about love and hate.

What about the revenge for killing one's father

So what if you wag your tail and beg like a dog

To sell one's dignity, to sell one's soul, to pay with pain, to pay with the body... What else can be done

This world has countless doors, behind which lie countless wonders. But none have ever opened for him.

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He walked out, dazed and disoriented.

I don't know where to go.

Suddenly, a hand landed on his shoulder, stopping him in his tracks.

He turned his head and saw Wang Changji's tranquil profile.

He didn't know why, but tears streamed down his face.

Wang Changji did not look at him, but only pressed his shoulder with one hand and stood beside him, facing Jiang Wang.

From the start to now, he hasn't said a word, only silently watching the exchange between Jiang Wang and Fang He Ling.

At this moment, he said: "Actually, for me, who killed whom, morality, or justice or whatever, I don't really care. What I'm thinking is that there might be someone who doesn't want me to do bad things, so as long as it doesn't affect revenge, I try my best to follow moral principles concerning people."

“Let me tell you why I keep Fang He Ling by my side. Because I think at least when dealing with people like Zhang Linchuan, he can do something. Because I think he already has a strong heart.”

He is not a waste of talent, he is malleable.

“Jiang Wang, I don't quite understand your persistence. I don't know why you aren't considering this based on self-interest but on moral principles. However, I think that most people who suffer in this world are able to live on because they have something to hold onto. So I am willing to respect your persistence.”

"And," Wang Changji continued, "if you and Fang Heiling truly can't coexist, I would without a doubt choose you and give up on him. Because you possess that kind of value, you have proven your excellence countless times."

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"But I think, could you possibly give Fang Hulei a chance, to let him prove himself as well"

He raised his hand, stopping Jiang Wang's words: "Listen to me finish."

Let's consider this issue from a more realistic perspective. Let's look at it from your persistence, from your sense of justice.

He asked, "We are all in the Sea of Mountains now. You know that you can't truly kill him. In the mortal realm, you are separated by thousands of mountains. Even if you want to find him, you don't know when you will be able to. So you are unable to stop him from doing evil. Do you admit this"

“Then, why not try to restrain him Let the heart of hatred be no longer a rampant demon. Isn't that a better way to fulfill your justice”

“You have abandoned him now. I have abandoned him too. Leaving the Shan Hai Realm, he had no choice but to return to the human demon again. How many more people will he have to kill How do you take responsibility for these lives If you give him a chance, you will be saving those who might be killed. The opportunity you offer is closer to justice than the sword you draw.”

He pressed down on Fang He Ling's shoulder with a little more force.

Fang He Ling immediately wiped away her tears, turned around, and pointed to the sky: "As long as you are willing to take me to kill Zhang Linchuan, I swear that I will never kill innocents again, even if I die in pain, I will never eat human hearts!"

Jiang Wang was silent for a long time, letting out a long sigh and said: "In recent years, two people have told me two sentences that left a deep impression on me."

One person told me that he wasn't trying to be a worldly person, he was just trying his best as an mediocre one.

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Someone told me not to assume that everyone else has the same choices as you.

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“I have no intention of judging you across mountains and seas, nor am I a flawless moral paragon. Perhaps I too have unintentional arrogance that goes unnoticed, and the label of morality without introspection. I will reflect deeply on myself.”

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He looked at Fang He Ling and said, "If you can truly stop doing evil from now on, I look forward to the day when we fight side by side."

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