Chapter 1123 – If You Were Chusu (1/2)

Chapter 1123 – If You Were Chusu

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The starlight was magnificent tonight. After being sliced apart by the sword intent and scattered over the area, it only made the grassland brighter. It was like daytime had come early, starkly illuminating everything.

The blood was black, and as it splashed it against the grass, it hissed and let out a pungent smoke. The green grass quickly turned black.

Amidst fierce howls and violent winds, a monstrous Qi disturbed the world.

Dirt shot up into the air like a waterfall in reverse before swiftly being crushed down by those awe-inspiring sword intents.

After some time, everything finally fell quiet.

Chusu remained at his original position, his head lowered.

He had been born short and with a hunchback, so with his head lowered, he seemed rather meek and pitiful.

His black robe had become even more tattered, its surface covered in blood and dust. Two massive tears had been torn through its front.

Those were tears left by swords as they had pierced through his scales and fur, cleaving apart his bones and muscles and letting his blood flow freely.

The gray wings of flesh weakly flapped twice, sprinkling black blood, his old wounds now completely torn open.

His severed arm stuck out from the grass while his fake arm had already been rendered into dust by sword Qi.

With the place he was standing as the center, a circle of twenty zhang around him was covered in poisonous blood.

The monsters had been caught up in this assault, but not many had died. The vast majority of the monsters had been led far away by the Earth Monkey.

There were no swords in that starlit sky, as all the swords had already returned to their sheath.

The sheath was tied to a belt.

Chen Changsheng said nothing, only looked at him.

”All of it was fake.”

Chusu raised his head and spoke in his raspy voice, ”The invincibility was fake, the legacy was fake, and defying the heavens and obtaining the Dao was also fake. Even relying upon each other for survival was fake. I only wanted to live, but there was no meaning in my existence, so even living was fake. I was born just to be a tool to kill people.”

He was not looking at the Earth Monkey as he said this, but at the south.

The Longevity Sect was to the south.

There was silence for a while, then Chen Changsheng said, ”I was also born as a tool, but I think that since we exist, there's naturally a meaning to it.”

From a certain perspective, he and Chusu had very similar backgrounds.

Chusu shook his head. ”That's because you met a few people who could grant meaning to your existence.”

Chen Changsheng thought this over, then he said, ”You're right.”

Chusu said, ”So you are luckier than me, and more blessed than me.”

Chen Changsheng replied, ”Yes, but this cannot become a reason.”

What reason? Of course, a reason to do evil.

A tragic life experience could be a fortune for the mind, but it could not be a debt that could be randomly transferred to others.

The bitter encounters of one's childhood could engender much sympathy, but if one grew up to become a murderous and mad devil, that was still one's own responsibility to bear.

Chusu had not committed any monstrously evil deeds over the last few years in the grassland, but his hands had still bathed in no small amount of blood.

Chusu understood what he meant and knew that it would be difficult to escape this disaster. He began to softly laugh.

”If you were me, would you become Chusu or Chen Changsheng?”

These were his last words for the world.

His body crumbled into ten-some pieces, dropping to the ground like a pile of blocks.

Black blood splashed everywhere, a pungent and insidious Qi spreading everywhere.

Xu Yourong stretched out her hand, igniting a flame.

This flame was suffused with holy golden luster. It blazed on the earth, even traveling underground through the cracks.