"It seems that Brother Fusheng's understanding of the Origin of Great Dao is growing deeper and deeper."
Emperor Peafowl knew that the taiji diagram Monarch Fusheng had displayed was none other than the mysteries of the Origin of Great Dao.
"You flatter me, Emperor Peafowl."
Although Monarch Fusheng and Emperor Peafowl had only met a few times, the two had been friends for a long time. Even if they weren't very close, they were definitely like-minded people.
"I thought you wouldn't show up."
Emperor Peafowl looked into the distance and smiled faintly. "It seems that you really love your disciple. You're willing to take such a big risk for her."
"My disciple isn't the only one here. My master, senior brothers, junior brothers, senior uncles and senior uncles are here as well. There's no way I wouldn't show up."
Emperor Peafowl was an extraordinary existence. He naturally knew how complicated and dangerous Monarch Fusheng's situation was. He had been hiding in the shadows all this time, and he'd seen the Three-eyed Demon Monarch and the others fighting for the Rainbow Lotus.
To be honest, Emperor Peafowl had sweated for Monarch Fusheng when he'd shown up.
He knew that if Monarch Fusheng killed the Three-eyed Demon Monarch, he would've angered Forefather Blood River. Even if Forefather Blood River didn't want to make an enemy out of Monarch Fusheng, he had no choice but to do so. After all, Forefather Blood River was a famous demon king of the demonic dao. Some face could be lost, but some had to be recovered. Otherwise, there was no reason for him to stay in the demonic dao any longer.
Secondly, Emperor Peafowl knew that if Monarch Fusheng had let the Three-eyed Demon Monarch go, Emperor Dong Yue, Cleanclothed Bodhisattva, and some others in the shadows would've made a big fuss out of it. The Glorious Sun Sovereign and the Buddhist Emperor of the Western Paradise, Tathagata, viewed Monarch Fusheng as a thorn in their side. They were just looking for an excuse to take care of him.
Fortunately, the White Bone Old Demon had killed the Three-eyed Demon Monarch on behalf of Forefather Blood River. This surprised Emperor Peafowl, and made him admire Forefather Blood River.
He could more or less guess why Patriarch Blood River had summoned the Whitebone Fiend. It was precisely because he could guess it that he admired Patriarch Blood River a little.
Emperor Peafowl said with a smile, "I have to say, Forefather Blood River did a great job today. I admire him."
The Floating Life Monarch nodded. "I owe Patriarch Blood River a favor for what happened today."
"Brother Fusheng, you're exaggerating. Since you don't want to be enemies with Patriarch Blood River, Patriarch Blood River naturally doesn't want to be enemies with you. He asked White Bone Old Demon to kill Three-Eyed Demon Monarch to help you and himself."
Emperor Peafowl looked into the distance and continued, "What I truly admire is that he allowed the White Bone Old Demon to pay his respects to Emperor You in public. This is undoubtedly a declaration that he, Forefather Blood River, will stand on the side of the original sins and fight fate to the death."
Emperor Peafowl stood quietly in the sky with his hands clasped behind his back. He was dressed in white robes, and his face was as clear as jade. He looked like the crown prince of a royal family. His eyes were always so deep, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was always so enigmatic.
"Since the end of the primordial era, there haven't been many people who have opposed fate. After the Primeval Era, the Primordial Era, the Ancient Era, and the Modern Era, as fate's chances of victory have increased, there have been even fewer people who have opposed fate. Even if there are, they've hidden themselves very, very well."
"Forefather Blood River is the first person to stand up and publicly support the original sins and oppose fate. He is truly a man of character. As expected of the great wilderness's hero, the emperor of the demonic dao. Truly admirable! "
He said this.
Emperor Peafowl took a deep breath and shook his head slightly. He seemed to be lamenting about something. He sighed. "What a pity, what a pity …"
Puzzled, the Floating Life Monarch asked, "What's a pity?"
"I think that Forefather Blood River stood up to publicly oppose fate because he hoped that the old fellows hiding in the shadows would stand up as well. However … dreams are good, but reality is cruel. It's a pity that Forefather Blood River's passion is wasted."
"Since Forefather Blood River is the first to stand up, there might be a second person who dares to do the same."
"Hehe."
Emperor Peafowl looked at the Floating Life Monarch and said, "You've overestimated those old fellows' courage and underestimated their patience. Trust me, they wouldn't show themselves if they weren't absolutely certain. They have already waited for several generations, and they don't mind waiting a few more. What they lack right now isn't time, but opportunity. A one hundred percent opportunity."
When he said this, the smile at the corner of Emperor Peafowl's mouth was very complicated. It seemed to be helplessness, self-mockery, and sarcasm.
"A one hundred percent opportunity?" The Floating Life Monarch said, "There are no absolutes in this world. Since ancient times, there has never been a one hundred percent opportunity."
"This … I think they all understand."
"If they do, then why wait?"
"Because …" Emperor Peafowl stared at the Floating Life Monarch. The complicated smile at the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared. It was only after a while that he said, "They can't afford to lose."
The Floating Life Monarch also stood quietly in the sky and looked at Emperor Peafowl expressionlessly. He said solemnly, "How would they know that they can't afford to lose if they haven't lost before?"
"You're wrong. They've lost before, right here." Emperor Peafowl pointed at the endless desert and said, "And they've lost very, very badly. It's because they've lost that they know that they can't afford to lose."
Silence.
The Floating Life Monarch didn't say anything else, but his brow seemed to be deeply furrowed.
"Brother Floating Life."
The smile at the corner of Emperor Peafowl's mouth had reappeared at some point. He raised his head slightly and looked at the turbulent vortexes that filled the sky. "Can you afford to lose?"
"Me?"
The Floating Life Monarch thought for a moment and shook his head.
"Are you a sore loser, or do you not know?"
"I don't know."
"If you don't know, then it means that you can't afford to lose." Emperor Peafowl said, "If you could afford to lose, then you wouldn't have shown up this time. Am I right?"
The Floating Life Monarch stared at him for a moment before replying, "Perhaps."
"Hahaha!"
Emperor Peafowl suddenly laughed out of the blue, and his laughter grew louder and louder. If his laughter had been filled with self-mockery and sarcasm before, then it was now somewhat sad and even dejected.
"What are you laughing at?" The Floating Life Monarch asked, "Is my answer very funny?"
"You misunderstand, Brother Floating Life. I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at myself and at fate."
"I'm laughing at myself for being too stubborn and stupid, and at fate for being too powerful. A simple word like love can control all variables in the palm of one's hand. You are the same, and Emperor You is no exception."
"Variables? Haha … how ironic! "
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