The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

Chapter 2070 What happened next?
Wang Sheng said, "Actually, sometimes I feel sorry for the two of you!"

Duanmu Yan asked, "What do you mean?"

Wang Sheng said, "It means... regret!"

"Regret? What does that mean?"

"It's just...sigh, it's just a pity for you! You are all outstanding individuals, but you were born with the title of descendants of the Demonic Sect. Fate is too unfair!"

Xiong Mengyan laughed and said, "This is the first time I've heard you express such feelings. What's wrong? What triggered you?"

Duanmu Yan said, "Are you pitying us? Do you think that we were born into the Demonic Sect and are not favored by fate, so our hearts must be very bitter?"

Wang Sheng said, "No, you seem to have a strong sense of identification with the Demonic Sect, which is something I've never understood. Is it because you've grown attached to it over time? Or were you brainwashed from a young age?"

Duanmu Yan asked, "Do you think I'm easily brainwashed?"

Wang Sheng laughed and said, "You're so smart, it's unlikely you've been brainwashed."

Duanmu Yan looked unconvinced. "Yes. What people think is just what people think. They think the Demonic Sect is all about backstabbing and the survival of the fittest! But actually—from some perspectives, we are more like the righteous sects than the so-called famous sects of the Central Plains martial arts world!"

Wang Sheng said, "Well, I won't argue about this. Nobody's perfect. You all have your strengths, and they all have their weaknesses. The only thing they should envy is that you occupy the title of a prestigious and righteous sect!"

Duanmu Yan said, "That's right! The winner takes all! They won, so whatever they say is correct, and anyone who disagrees with them is considered heretic! If the Demon Lord becomes the ruler of the martial world, who in the martial world would dare to say a single word against the Demonic Sect?"

Suddenly, Pang Shiwu, who was a few feet away, said, "Your words are more valuable than any other words."

Duanmu Yan said calmly, "What's wrong, Fifteenth Brother? Don't you agree with what I said?"

Pang Shiwu took a sip of porridge and said, "I quite agree with you as a person, but I don't really agree with what you just said!"

Xiong Mengyan immediately sat up straight, listening intently! Pang Shiwu's attitude was most likely Feng Jiuxiao's attitude, so she naturally had to take it seriously!
Wang Sheng's heart skipped a beat: Logically speaking, even if Pang Shiwu was clueless, he wouldn't interrupt our private conversation, right? Was he just mentioning it casually, or was he trying to give us a warning?
Duanmu Yan forced a smile: "Then I'll have to ask Brother Fifteen for your guidance!"

Pang Shiwu said, "I wouldn't dare! What you just said about the winner being king is true, but what you're implying is that whoever wins is righteous, I don't agree with that. You're saying that if the Demon Lord wins and becomes the ruler of the martial world, no one will dare to oppose him, is that right?"

Duanmu Yan thought for a moment, "More or less."

Pang Shiwu said, "Actually, I'm also very embarrassed to interrupt you, but Young Master Duanmu's idea is the same as my previous thoughts, so I just acted impulsively and couldn't help myself. I'm sorry."

Duanmu Yan said, "What's the big deal? I'm curious, are you implying that you used to agree with me, but now you don't?"

Pang Shiwu nodded: "That's right!"

Wang Sheng also became interested: "Then who changed your mind?" He glanced at Feng Jiuxiao and thought to himself: Besides Feng Jiuxiao, who could change your perception?

Although Wang Sheng guessed that Pang Shiwu had lost to Feng Jiuxiao, he would never say it! Sometimes, pretending to be confused is more effective!

Sure enough, Pang Shiwu said, "Of course it's my eldest brother!"

Wang Sheng thought to himself: The other party did say it himself, which is the best effect. The atmosphere of the exchange between the two parties is not awkward at all.

Duanmu Yan said, "Would you like to hear Young Master Feng's insightful opinion, Fifteen?"

Pang Shiwu wiped his mouth. "I'm so full!" He sat up straight, coughed twice to clear his throat, and said, "I used to believe that the winner takes all. Because history is written by the victors! Just like the famous saying, 'Evil cannot prevail over good,' why can't evil prevail over good? Has it never even once? Of course not! Because once evil prevails over good, it will consider itself righteous, and the loser will be the evil one! One moment it is righteous, but the next moment it loses, and it can only accept the label that the victor puts on it, because it is a loser!"

Duanmu Yan said, "Isn't this right? We are heretics now, but what if we win? We'll say we're righteous, and we'll write in history books that we are the right people, the embodiment of justice. Before long, we will be the embodiment of justice! Those who knew about our dark history will either be eliminated or assimilated. After a while, the new generation will be educated that the demonic sect is orthodox, that the demonic sect is justice. Children will absorb whatever their teachers instill, and a perception will form in their minds that the demonic sect is justice!"

Pang Shiwu laughed and said, "That's right! It's exactly the same as what I thought before! Once evil triumphs over good, it becomes good, and then the saying 'evil cannot prevail over good' can continue to be passed down!"

Wang Sheng said, "Then why have you changed your mind now? You believe that even if evil triumphs over good, it is still evil, right?"

Pang Shiwu said, "Yes! Evil naturally has a chance to defeat good, and there have been more than one such case! However, evil is evil after all, and its victory is only temporary. For justice, it is merely a tactical retreat, a retreat in order to accumulate strength for a more lethal counterattack!"

Duanmu Yan said, "I understand! What you're emphasizing is a matter of time! You mean that even if evil triumphs over good, it can't last, and will ultimately be defeated by good, right?"

Pang Shiwu said, "That's right! Because the net of heaven is vast, and though its meshes are wide, nothing escapes it! Even if evil usurps the position of justice, will all the crimes it has committed simply vanish into thin air? Will it be as if they never happened? The Demon Lord has harmed so many innocent lives. If he were to simply say 'lay down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot,' and become a nobody, would the spirits of those who died unjustly agree to let them go? Would their relatives and friends agree to let them go? Therefore, even if the Demon Lord becomes the ruler of the martial world, he can only suppress the martial world with high-pressure methods, just like a tyrannical monarch can only maintain the dynasty's rule through bloodshed, intimidation, and threats, not knowing that he is only adding to his own death warrant!"

At this moment, Chang Zijin said, "If the Demon Lord becomes the ruler of the martial arts world, and he rules the martial arts world with a policy of appeasement, those who have irreconcilable enemies with him will definitely not be moved to give up their revenge!"

Chili slammed her hand on the table and shouted, "That's right! The hatred for killing one's father is irreconcilable. Just because the Demon Lord has become the ruler of the martial world, does that mean we shouldn't seek revenge?"

Pang Shiwu shuddered in fright and muttered softly, "Oh dear, that scared me! My heart almost jumped out of my chest!"

Chili glared at him, "Coward!"

Duanmu Yan knew that Chili had always disliked him and Xiong Mengyan, and now that Chili was using this opportunity to cause trouble, he felt a little embarrassed and couldn't help but retort, "You just didn't see the scene of the Demon Lord ascending to the top of the martial arts world! If the Demon Lord really becomes the ruler of the martial arts world, it is the general trend, and everyone will respect him. You are the only one who is out of place. Do you think you can turn the world upside down?"

Chili was taken aback!
She never expected Duanmu Yan to contradict her!

She immediately perked up: "Even if most people dare not disobey the Demon Lord under his tyranny, there will always be someone who stands up and exposes his crimes!"

Feng Jiuxiao suddenly turned to the Crimson Light Venerable sitting to the left of the White Lotus Venerable and asked, "What are you laughing at?" The Crimson Light Venerable was startled, then immediately looked up at Feng Jiuxiao and clasped his hands together, saying, "This humble monk is not laughing at anything!"

Feng Jiuxiao said expressionlessly, "It is said that monks do not speak nonsense, but you are lying through your teeth, which makes me doubt whether you are a monk or not!"

Seeing Feng Jiuxiao's displeased expression, which didn't seem like he was joking, Venerable Bailian's heart sank: What was wrong with Chi Mang just now? Feng Jiuxiao asked him what he was laughing at; was he mocking Chili Pepper just now?

Thinking of this, Venerable White Lotus frowned, thinking to himself: Is this Crimson Light out of his mind? My master told me to do everything I could to travel with Feng Jiuxiao, and the plan was about to succeed, but he just had to cause trouble!

The Crimson Light Venerable said solemnly, "This humble monk is a monk!" Seeing Feng Jiuxiao's serious expression, he didn't dare to say the second half of his sentence! What he wanted to say was—that he was also a member of the martial arts world!

He really wanted to tell Feng Jiuxiao that the Great Bright Temple was a branch of the Demonic Sect and had Demonic Sect blood. Why did you have to talk to me about monks? Although I shaved my head, I wasn't actually ordained! Whether it's the eight precepts or the ten precepts of a monk, I don't observe any of them!

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Since you are a monk, why are you lying through your teeth?"

Venerable Bailian instantly understood that Feng Jiuxiao had set his sights on Chi Mang!

Given Feng Jiuxiao's temperament, he would never make baseless accusations or bully Chi Mang without reason!
Could it be——

What's wrong with this crimson light?
Crimson Light Venerable suddenly sensed a murderous aura emanating from the white-robed youth before him!
The murderous aura was chilling and bone-deep!

The Crimson Light Venerable chuckled dryly: "How can you say that I'm lying through my teeth, benefactor?"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Weren't you just now? When those two were arguing, you were clearly mocking them!"

The Crimson Light Venerable immediately felt much more relaxed, thinking to himself: So what he was really troubled by was his own ridicule!
Unexpectedly, Feng Jiuxiao suddenly asked, "Why do you seem relieved?"

The Crimson Light Venerable was immediately startled!
Ever since Feng Jiuxiao set his sights on him, he has been trying his best to control his expression and is determined not to make the slightest mistake!
Who would have thought that Feng Jiuxiao knew his true feelings were relief! Could he read his mind?

Crimson Light Venerable forced a smile and said, "Young Master is joking!"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Stop talking nonsense and tell me who you are, where you come from, and what your purpose is in coming here."

The Crimson Light Venerable chuckled dryly: "Young Master, what do you mean by that? I have followed my master since childhood and have spent decades at the Bright Temple..."

Feng Jiuxiao stared into the eyes of the Crimson Light Venerable, "So what?"

The Crimson Light Venerable thought to himself: I have no flaws; he is bluffing me!

"What are you saying, young master? This humble monk does not understand!"

"I said—you're an undercover agent sent by someone to infiltrate the Great Bright Temple!"

what?
The entire hall fell into complete silence!

All eyes turned to them!

Even Chili and Duanmu Yan turned their gazes in this direction! Since there's a big show to watch, why bother bickering?
Crimson Light Venerable's expression changed. "Young Master, you must be joking!"

Feng Jiuxiao solemnly asked, "Venerable White Lotus, how does your temple usually deal with spies sent by others?"

The White Lotus Venerable looked at the Crimson Light Venerable with suspicion, and said, "Of course, we'll use severe torture! We won't let him die until we get all his secrets out!"

Chili immediately whispered to Yuan Zishan, "Miss, what does he mean by that? Does he mean he'll be spared as long as the undercover agent confesses honestly?"

Venerable White Lotus said with a solemn and dignified expression: "If he confesses honestly, we will give him a quick death! If he doesn't confess honestly, we will make him suffer a fate worse than death until he tells us everything!"

Chili asked naively, "What if they never confess?"

Venerable White Lotus said, "Then keep pressing for answers!"

Chili said, "Aren't you always using torture? What if you get killed halfway through? Wouldn't you be unable to get anything out of them then?"

Venerable White Lotus laughed, but the laugh was extremely sinister: "No! As long as he doesn't confess, we'll keep torturing him! We know our limits and will never end his life easily! Chili Girl, haven't you heard a legend from the martial arts world?"

Chili said, "What are you saying? There are so many legends in the martial arts world, but you don't even say which one. How am I supposed to know?"

Venerable White Lotus said, "It's a story about revenge, a story of a young man seeking revenge for his beloved!"

Chili tilted her head and thought for a moment, "I don't remember. Since you started, you can finish!"

Venerable White Lotus smiled and said, "Very well!"

Duanmu Yan cursed inwardly: "This guy doesn't look like a monk at all, he's clearly a lecher! He just talks because Chili tells him to? Doesn't he have any dignity at all? He's practically groveling like a grandson! It's utterly shameful!"
Venerable White Lotus said, "It is said that there was once a young man who was very fond of his sweetheart. One day, his sweetheart was kidnapped by a group of bandits and taken to the mountain! The young man actually bravely stormed the mountain alone to fight them! Of course, he lost! The bandits didn't kill him, but instead tried to cut him one hundred and eight times, each cut with the same force. If he could survive one hundred and eight cuts, his life or death was up to him! The young man actually survived one hundred and eight cuts!"

Chili asked, "And then?"

Venerable White Lotus said, "And then? Of course, the young man practiced martial arts diligently in preparation for going up the mountain to win back his beloved!"

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