I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

A dull sound rang out in the air, and the demon vine lowered its head to look at its own chest.

A sword pierced right through her.

At the wound, there were still specks of a mixture of white and green sap oozing out.

Jiang Wanyu lowered her head, her eyelids drooping as if they weighed a ton.

It took him a long time to open his eyes.

I could feel myself reaching my limit.

Even so, a slight smile still lingered on her lips: "I won..."

A mix of emotions flashed across Yao Teng's dark eyes—confusion, fear, and anger: "Why? The scholar and the bearded man were the same way back then. Is it so difficult for me to find 'love'?"

"Why are you unwilling to feign submission? You would rather die than bow your heads. I don't understand where you get the courage to raise your swords against me."

Jiang Wanyu's voice choked with emotion: "Because our human race has been bowing down to other races for too long since ancient times. If we keep bowing down, I'm afraid I'll forget how to stand tall."

"The anthem of humanity is an anthem of courage. You do not understand the human heart."

The demonic vine lowered its head to look at what was in front of it, and then at the other party's completely exposed body.

"Perhaps, I don't understand people's hearts." He sighed resignedly, then his expression turned mocking with a half-smile: "Because I have no heart."

She slowly grasped Jiang Wanyu's hand and pulled him back.

He pulled out the sharp sword that had been inserted into his chest.

"This might be a fatal wound for you humans, right? Heh, a mere fatal wound... because I have no heart..."

Through the chest pierced by the sword, one could vaguely see vines wriggling.

It won't be long before she's back to normal.

"I know you have no heart, so you don't understand."

Jiang Wanyu stared intently at her wound.

The white sprites clung to that patch of blue.

"I said, the hymn of humanity is the hymn of courage!"

She mechanically and stiffly turned her head away.

Helplessness, resentment, and a sliver of relief: "It was a pleasure working with you, Brother Fugui. It's a pity you could only persist three times. If only you could give me one more time... I so wish you could give me one more time..."

"I won..."

"burst!"

Chapter Thirty-Two: Rather Be Humble as Dust

I have never seen fireworks so close before.

At this moment, everything in the world loses its color.

The sky was as bright as day, then quickly vanished, the splendor ended, and silence returned.

Although it withers after blooming, the light and heat of that one moment are enough.

Blue and white intertwine and entwine.

Was it tears that turned the first snow white?

Thoughts that disturb the Yellow Springs know no day or night.

The enormous demonic vine body was decaying rapidly.

Its life essence transforms into specks of silvery-white luster, constantly gathering together.

Soon, the silvery-white light gathered into a small spirit plant.

A small vine, about a foot long, is entirely emerald green.

It twisted its body, revealing the relief of surviving a disaster.

"...Did you really win? You're like a moth drawn to a flame, courting your own destruction. Are all humans such brainless creatures? I had to compromise and serve one beast after another just to survive, eventually riding on their bodies to get to where I am today."

"Heh, that kid who's been hiding behind you all this time has already made his escape while you were fighting for your life. I can't sense his presence at all."

Huang Quan released the Immortal Shield's defense, bent down, and slowly pulled the little vine's body out of the soil.

"If the sky is dark, then survive in the dark; if making a sound is dangerous, then remain silent; if you are powerless to shine, then curl up in a corner."

She was momentarily stunned, but reacted quickly and began to resist.

Although small, it can rotate.

Its power is truly formidable, not at all weaker than that of the Yellow Springs.

The delicate body struggled incessantly.

The white liquid from the vines splashed and stained Huang Quan's entire body, spreading a rich spiritual energy.

"Do not defend darkness just because you are in darkness, do not be complacent about your own cowardice, and do not mock or despise those brave and passionate rebels."

"We humans can be as humble as dust, but we must never be as twisted as maggots."

As the remaining flames dissipated, a phantom shield with hundreds of cracks enveloped Jiang Wanyu.

Of course, this doesn't mean that the power of the two heavenly fire explosions was enough to shatter the Immortal Shield's defenses.

It was just a special effect that Huang Quan added on a whim.

What if some old monster is spying on us?

What if this demonic vine has another trick up its sleeve?

Showing weakness is never a bad thing.

The girl seemed to be awakened by the sound, and she tried hard to open her eyelids.

What comes into view is a precarious barrier that could hardly withstand a gust of wind.

Yet, I felt a strange sense of warmth and peace.

Didn't they say it could only be done three times...?

Oh……

It was his last trump card, the one he kept to save his life...

That's right...

Is he alright...?

The girl's consciousness was almost completely depleted, unable to reside in her battered body.

Because life is supposedly coming to an end?

She closed her eyes.

……

Huang Quan's hand kept pinching and pulling at the vines.

Judging from the appearance of this demonic vine, it is definitely a rare item, or even a more precious treasure.

The Nirvana Fruit, also of the seventh rank, remained motionless, simply an inanimate object.

This demonic vine is almost transforming into a human, and it even schemes against each other and wants to build a harem.

He assured that even the Heavenly Demon Sect didn't have many such rare plants.

He decided to take it back to his sect and exchange it for a cat that could take human form.

A fox and a cat—just thinking about it is awesome!

He unconsciously increased the pressure on his hands.

White vine sap splattered everywhere.

Seeing that he couldn't subdue her after a long time, Huang Quan drew out his true fire, and a nameless fire inexplicably rose in his heart.

He immediately took over with his left hand as well, moving his hands up and down.

As the demonic vine watched as most of its body was pulled out of the soil, it was almost in despair.

Click!

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and Huang Quan suddenly felt a sense of relief.

He stumbled back two steps and nearly fell, clutching the half-dead demon vine in his hand.

At this moment, only a small part of her body remained on the ground.

They are currently staring intently at Xiao Teng, who is in the Yellow Springs.

For a moment, the atmosphere froze.

"Are you a gecko?"

Huang Quan grabbed the half-eaten vine in his hand and swung it around in a 360-degree circle.

What is a gecko?

The demonic vine paused for a moment, then suddenly shook its body and frantically burrowed into the soil.

"Damn humans, I, the Enchanting Vine, will return!"

It uttered a harsh remark and fled without looking back.

"Don't run away! Aren't you called the Life-Devouring Demon Vine?"

Huang Quan vaguely remembered that the bald man did indeed call her 'Deadly Vine'.

Little did they know, this was merely a misnomer spread among their low-level cultivators.

Over time, it was preserved.

"Love Vine?"

For some reason, he had a vague sense of unease.

This name can't be...