"Are your feelings reliable? Do you really trust them that much? " Feng Yixiao looked at the disheveled man in confusion. In his long memory, this was the first time he had been so interested in a mere Earth Saint Master.
However, Feng Yixiao understood that although the disheveled man's strength was nothing special, he really could sense something different about him. Otherwise, with his strength and arrogance, it was impossible for him to become acquainted with a mere Earth Saint Master for no reason.
The disheveled man nodded firmly. He said in an unquestionable tone, "I trust my feelings very much. Ever since I set foot on this path, my feelings have never been wrong. Anything that I can sense will happen."
"Oh, since your feelings are so sharp, why don't you try and sense if you'll forget the people you can't forget?" Feng Yixiao bit into his roast chicken and said with interest.
The disheveled man's expression became very downcast. He didn't even have the slightest appetite. He lowered his head deeply and said in a low voice, "I don't dare to think about this problem. I also don't dare to feel the future in this aspect. I'm afraid that something painful will happen."
The disheveled man fell silent again. As if he had understood something, he let out a long sigh and said, "Severing your emotions and desires is not forcing you to forget. Instead, it's freeing you from them. There won't be any pain during this process. There will only be indifference. Right now, I still haven't severed my emotions, which is why I feel pain. However, when I unknowingly sever them in the future, I won't feel like this anymore. At that time, family will be nothing in my eyes. I'll forget everyone at that time, including my mother. " The disheveled man's voice was filled with deep sorrow. He knew extremely well that once he severed his last bit of family, he might reach a supreme realm of cultivation, and his strength would increase drastically. However, he would abandon all his emotions at the same time.
He didn't want to be like this. He would rather be an ordinary mortal than abandon his feelings for his biological parents. However, he had no choice at all.
Right now, his fate seemed to have been arranged by the heavens. It could not be stopped as he wished. He could only continue on this path.
Feng Yixiao tossed the boneless roast chicken far away before gulping down all the alcohol in his flask. Afterward, he stood up and said, "Kid, since you're so sad, let's not talk about this anymore. Look at you. You're a man, yet you're about to cry. You're just like a girl. I just happen to have matters to attend to. I've already wasted quite a lot of time with you, so I can't waste any more time. I have to leave immediately. "
The disheveled man calmed himself very soon. He stood up and said, "Senior, thank you for your help in the past few days. If I have the chance in the future, I'll definitely repay you."
Feng Yixiao laughed aloud, "Repay? Hahaha, I reckon that the next time we meet, you won't even recognize who I am. What's there to repay? "
"Senior, I definitely won't forget you," the disheveled man replied rather awkwardly.
Kid, don't you want to go to the Kingdom of Gesun? There's still over a hundred thousand kilometers to the Kingdom of Gesun. With your legs, it'll probably take you a few years. I just happen to be going in the same direction as you, so I'll take you along. Although I can't take you to the Kingdom of Gesun, I can save you some time at the very least, "Feng Yixiao said in an extremely straightforward manner. It was definitely a great honor for a puny Earth Saint Master to receive the assistance of a Ninth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler.
However, the disheveled man behaved very normally. He only thanked Feng Yixiao with a smile. He was extremely calm and did not become excited at all.
Feng Yixiao had already become accustomed to the disheveled man's calmness, so he said nothing more.
He grabbed the disheveled man by the shoulder and quickly left.
After Feng Yixiao's departure, an extremely ordinary-looking, white-robed, middle-aged man silently appeared where they had been standing. He stared in the direction Feng Yixiao had left in a daze and murmured, "Changyang Hu has already reached the final step of the first layer of Freedom. He's only missing the final step."
"After leaving the Pure Heart Pavilion, Changyang Hu has experienced a lot along the way. He's gone through trials of life and death and comprehended the various aspects of life, which has allowed him to take a huge step forward in the first layer of Freedom. It's just a pity that Feng Yixiao suddenly appeared along the way. Not only did he fail to help Changyang Hu, but he even delayed everything. Otherwise, Changyang Hu probably would have been able to sever his last worries on his way home. Feng Yixiao's actions have made Changyang Hu return home early, so I wonder if anything will happen."
"A mighty Saint Ruler is actually interested in a puny Earth Saint Master. Sigh, is this the will of the heavens? Even the heavens want to arrange for Changyang Hu to meet his family at such a crucial moment."
Feng Yixiao used Spatial Force to travel. His body seemed to have fused with space, completely fusing with it. Although he moved extremely quickly, he did not encounter any resistance from the air, so he flew silently. The disheveled man with Feng Yixiao could only see the blurry scenery below him. When they flew over some cities, they could not even make out what the cities looked like.
In less than half a day, Feng Yixiao had crossed several tens of thousand kilometers with his strength as a Ninth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler. In the end, he stopped ten kilometers away from a small town.
"Kid, this is as far as I can send you. You'll have to rely on yourself for the rest of the journey. Take these purple coins and buy some things you need along the way," Feng Yixiao said in a carefree and generous manner. He tossed a spatial ring in his hand to the bedraggled man.
"Senior, I don't need …"
"Kid, there's no reason for me to take back what I've given away. Are you looking down on what I've given away?" Feng Yixiao narrowed his eyes and said angrily.
The disheveled man was helpless. He could only accept the Space Ring obediently.
Feng Yixiao patted the disheveled man's shoulder and said, "Kid, take care of yourself in the future. I hope you'll still remember me the next time we meet." With that, Feng Yixiao flew off before the disheveled man could reply.
"Senior, I'll definitely remember you the next time we meet," the disheveled man called out in the direction Feng Yixiao had disappeared in.
The disheveled man did not leave. Instead, he stood where he was and silently stared in the direction Feng Yixiao had left in. He had only met Feng Yixiao by chance, yet Feng Yixiao had actually helped him so much selflessly despite being a Saint Ruler. This touched him deeply.
During the time he spent with Feng Yixiao, he could clearly sense Feng Yixiao's sincerity towards him. There was definitely no other reason behind it.
Suddenly, the disheveled man's eyes darkened. They were pitch-black, without any light at all. It felt like a vast, boundless space of darkness. If he looked into them, he would feel like his soul would be sucked in.
But in the next moment, specks of weak light suddenly appeared in the disheveled man's dark eyes. They flickered, as dazzling as the stars in the night sky. His eyes seemed to hide another space, another universe.
Suddenly, the disheveled man's burly body jerked violently. He returned to his senses in a single instance, and his eyes immediately returned to normal. He cried out, "Oh no, senior will definitely die this time. There's no chance for him to survive." With that, the disheveled man began to run in the direction Feng Yixiao had left in. A mysterious force seemed to surge out of the ground with every step he took, pushing him forward quickly. Although he was only an Earth Saint Master, he was actually faster than Heaven Saint Masters who could fly. Even wind-attributed Sixth Cycle Heaven Saint Masters could not compare to him in terms of speed.
In the Flame Mercenaries, Jianchen, You Yue, Bi Lian, and Bi Hai all sat at the table and ate together. Even Dugu Feng, who served in the Flame Mercenaries, was present.
Although Dugu Feng had been subdued by Jianchen in the training space of Mercenary City, Jianchen had always treated him like a brother. He had never treated him as an outsider. In reality, Dugu Feng had not let down Jianchen. He had set aside his cultivation to serve as the disciplinary elder of the Flame Mercenaries, dedicating himself to the development of the Flame Mercenaries.
Dugu Feng was a man of few words. Therefore, he rarely spoke at the table. His entire person carried a bit of coldness.
"Dugu Feng, it's really been hard on you in the past few years. You've even set aside your cultivation for the development of the Flame Mercenaries. If you want to set aside everything, you can find Bi Lian at any time. After all, your own cultivation is the most important thing. Great strength is even more useful than authority," Jian Chen sincerely said. In his eyes, authority was not important. Even if you became the king of a kingdom, you would still have to act submissively before a Saint Ruler.
Even the Qin Empire, one of the eight great kingdoms, was nothing before an expert like the Holy Emperor. With a wave of his hand, many years of hard work would have been for naught.
"The Flame Mercenaries have basically stabilized now. I'll spend another two years to stabilize it, and after that, I'll set aside everything and focus on cultivation," Dugu Feng said emotionlessly. His voice was rather cold.
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