Transforming into a stunningly beautiful fox spirit, leaving a scar on the heart of a prodigy.

The wind picked up, and the snowflakes stung my face.

Chen Xuan tightened the collar of his cloak, his right hand pressed against his chest, a warm and pure spiritual energy emanating from his palm, continuously flowing into the furry ball in his arms.

Su Chang'an nestled in his arms, humming contentedly.

Although this kid practices that damn ruthless path, his spiritual energy is quite warm, without a trace of coldness.

"I'm saying," Su Chang'an poked half his head out from his collar, his two front paws tugging at Chen Xuan's clothes, "Are all the members of your Supreme Forgetfulness Sect like you, always with a stern face, ready to chop anyone they see?"

She needs to find out the situation first.

According to the game's storyline, this sect is a villain's stronghold, full of ruthless killers.

Chen Xuan glanced down at her, his brows furrowing, seemingly displeased with her prejudice.

"no."

He didn't stop walking, his footsteps crunching through the snow.

"The people in the sect are all very nice."

"Huh?" Su Chang'an almost burst out laughing, his ears twitching. "Very good? You mean their killing posture was very graceful, or their robbery techniques were very efficient?"

Chen Xuan stopped and looked intently at the fox in his arms.

"When I first entered the sect, I was adventuring in a secret realm and all my meridians were severed. It was the Grand Elder of the inner sect who stayed by my side for three days and three nights and used up a hundred years of his cultivation to restore them for me."

Su Chang'an was stunned for a moment.

Grand Elder?

That old witch in the story who was specifically responsible for capturing young boys and girls for the ancestor?

"She restored your pulse?" Su Chang'an looked at Chen Xuan suspiciously. "Didn't she take the opportunity to plant a Gu worm in you, or draw some of your blood?"

"No." Chen Xuan shook his head. "The elder said that although my physical bones are destroyed, my character is resilient and I am a good candidate for cultivation. She even gave me her own sword."

Su Chang'an pursed his lips.

A weasel pays New Year's greetings to a chicken.

Isn't this a typical pig farming strategy?

First, fatten the pig up and tenderize the meat so that it will taste better when you slaughter it.

"That's because she's blind," Su Chang'an snorted. "Go on, what other 'good news' is there?"

Chen Xuan continued walking forward, his voice sounding somewhat faint in the wind and snow.

"The sect has strict rules, and killing fellow disciples is strictly prohibited. Anyone who harbors murderous intent must go to the Cliff of Repentance to face the wall until they understand the truth."

"What have you figured out? How to kill more discreetly?" Su Chang'an chimed in.

"Think about whether you have lost your compassion for all living beings."

Chen Xuan's voice was soft, yet it struck Su Chang'an like a hammer blow to the head.

Su Chang'an was dumbfounded.

Her two paws froze in mid-air, her little eyes wide open.

mercy?

Does the Taishang Wangqing sect preach compassion?

What's the difference between this and hearing a tiger say it wants to be a vegetarian?

"Are you sure you entered the Supreme Forgetfulness Sect, and not some Supreme Compassion Temple?" Su Chang'an couldn't help but reach out and touch Chen Xuan's forehead. "You don't have a fever, do you?"

Chen Xuan turned his head to avoid her claws and chuckled softly.

"The sect leader often says that the highest level of detachment from emotions is not the same as being without emotions. If one does not first experience emotions, understand the weight of emotions, and comprehend the suffering of emotions, how can one talk about detachment from emotions? If one has no sentient beings in one's heart, one is cultivating the demonic path, not the heavenly path."

Su Chang'an's head was buzzing.

This set of words is quite well-crafted.

First, you fall in love; then you forget about it.

To put it nicely, isn't it just about making you fall head over heels in love first, and then making you kill the person you love with your own hands, as a way to prove your point?

"What criteria does your sect use to recruit disciples?" Su Chang'an asked.

"I don't look at talent or background," Chen Xuan said. "I only look at whether someone has a pure and innocent heart."

Su Chang'an rolled her eyes dramatically.

It’s over.

This kid has been completely brainwashed.

What innocent heart? That's called "easily deceived heart"!

Those old monsters love these simple-minded, single-minded fools the most. Give them a little something sweet, and they'll sell their lives for you.

"Anything else?" Su Chang'an asked through gritted teeth.

Chen Xuan thought for a moment, and a look of longing appeared on his face.

"On the first and fifteenth of each month, the sect will light up the 'Ten Thousand Lights' banner."

"That is the sect's most precious treasure. Each lamp represents a wish. All three thousand disciples of the sect will sit around the square to pray for the suffering mortals in the Northern Region, wishing for favorable weather and freedom from illness and disaster."

Chen Xuan looked down at Su Chang'an, his eyes sparkling.

"That scene was beautiful."

Su Chang'an was completely speechless.

She nestled in Chen Xuan's arms, speechless.

This Supreme Forgetfulness Sect outwardly appears to be a charitable institution, but in reality, it engages in cannibalistic activities.

Such hypocrites are a million times harder to deal with than genuine villains.

Most importantly, that silly boy Chen Xuan believed it.

He believed it wholeheartedly.

In his eyes, this is a warm home, a sacred place where he can become stronger and realize his wishes.

Su Chang'an felt a surge of anger rush to the top of his head.

She suddenly sprang up and bit Chen Xuan's finger.

"hiss--"

Chen Xuan gasped, but didn't pull his hand back, letting her bite him.

Are you born in the Year of the Dog?

"I'll eat your ass!" Su Chang'an released his grip, looking at the neat row of small teeth marks, trembling with anger. "You unfilial son! Is your brain filled with mush? Someone gives you two pieces of candy, and you give them your life?"

"Is that praying for blessings? That's collecting people's wishes! That's treating ordinary people like lambs to the slaughter!"

"Return to childlike innocence? I think you're just plain stupid!"

Chen Xuan looked at the fox with its fur standing on end, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

He reached out and stroked the fur on Su Chang'an's back.

I know you're worried about me.

"You know nothing!" Su Chang'an slapped his hand away. "The day that Grand Elder throws you into the furnace to refine pills, you'll see if I'm trying to harm you!"

Chen Xuan did not refute.

He knew Su Chang'an was good to him, but this fox always thought the worst of people.

He stayed in the sect for four years, where his senior brothers and sisters took great care of him, and the elders taught him everything they knew.

If it weren't for the sect, he would have died in some unknown corner long ago.

"arrive."

Chen Xuan suddenly stopped and pointed ahead.

The wind and snow seemed to have lessened a bit here.

Su Chang'an looked in the direction he was pointing.

In the distance, nestled among the mountains, stands a majestic peak.

The mountaintop pierces the clouds, and amidst the swirling mist, a magnificent, golden palace can be vaguely seen.

Above the palace, a huge bronze bell floated, and even from this distance, one could feel its solemn and majestic aura.

At the highest peak stands a massive stone tablet, inscribed with four large characters, the strokes powerful and vigorous, exuding an arrogant disdain for the world—

The highest form of detachment is forgetting emotions.

"Is it beautiful?" Chen Xuan asked, a hint of pride in his voice.

Su Chang'an remained silent.

She stared intently at the mountain, her claws digging deep into Chen Xuan's clothes.

good looking.

It's fucking good.

"Chen Xuan." Su Chang'an's voice was as cold as ice.

"Um?"

"Remember what I said." Su Chang'an turned his head, his small eyes filled with seriousness. "Once you've entered that door, don't trust anyone but yourself."

"Even if it's the Grand Elder who restored your lifeline, even if it's the Sect Master who taught you compassion."

Don't trust anyone.

Chen Xuan was taken aback.

He had never seen Su Chang'an show such an expression before.

Like a mother hen protecting her chicks, facing an eagle circling overhead, all her feathers stood on end, her eyes filled with determination and ferocity.

"it is good."

Chen Xuan nodded.

Although he didn't understand why Su Chang'an was so hostile towards the sect, he listened to her.

This fox would never harm him.

"Let's go."

Su Chang'an shrank back into his arms, burying her head deep inside.

"Take me to see what the home of the number one philanthropist in the Northern Region is really like."

Chen Xuan took a deep breath, strode forward, and walked towards the majestic snow-capped mountain.

The wind and snow swirled up thousands of piles of snow behind him, covering the footprints he had left behind.

But it couldn't conceal the impending bloodshed.