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Chapter 159 She does not accept the rationalization of violence.



Chapter 159 She does not accept the rationalization of violence.

The struggles in the cultivation world have always been brutal. Although Xue Lan promised Xue Tong that she would not easily kill anyone, that middle-aged man was already a soulless shell.

Xue Lan had just used soul magic to pull out his entire human soul and slowly crush it; he was now a puppet controlled by Xue Lan.

The girl moved her fingers in front of Xue Tong, and the middle-aged man who had been lying lifeless on the ground opposite her was slowly pulled up by transparent threads, opening a pair of eyes that shone with emerald light.

The man's voice was low and hoarse: "Your Majesty."

"This is the second level of the soul technique I've cultivated. Extracting his soul is like extracting his self-awareness. From now on, he's a puppet in my hands." The girl's voice was clear and melodious, like a gently flowing stream. But Xue Tong felt a chill run down his spine.

Extracting a person's consciousness, leaving only an empty shell devoid of memories for one to control.

Xue Lan was indeed the real villain.

"Let's leave him here for now, as a warning to those who come after." Xue Lan flicked her wrist, and the silver threads were pulled out of the middle-aged man's body. His body fell to the ground with a "thud," like a soft rag.

"Let's just wait here for the others to come up."

Xue Tong dared not object and obediently nodded. The two waited on the outskirts of the Gobi Desert for the trial participants to arrive.

About two hours later, a middle-aged woman dressed in purple came up from below and immediately saw the corpse lying at Xue Lan's feet.

The woman looked at Xue Lan, immediately grabbed the whip at her waist, and looked at Xue Lan with hostility.

Unfortunately, Xue Lan wasn't looking at her; the Wolf King was busy reviewing his design blueprints in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The atmosphere remained tense. More and more trial participants came up behind the woman in purple, but the girl opposite her had a corpse lying at her feet and remained calm and composed, which made people dare not let their guard down.

Until Lu Feng came up.

The moment the boy stepped onto the mountaintop, the girl opposite him, whose strength was unknown, finally made a move, and all the trial participants became vigilant.

Then I saw Xue Lan's dull and lifeless eyes.

Like fine glass covered in dust, Xue Lan's eyes appeared eerily grayish-white in the eyes of these trial participants, making the girl seem less than human in the hazy moonlight.

The next instant, the girl, who didn't seem to be alive, suddenly sprang up, transforming into a light gray shadow and attacking the trial participant in front of her.

"Oh no..." The woman in purple at the front swung her whip with lightning speed, leaving a horrifying mark on the ground in front of her, but unfortunately, she missed Xue Lan.

Just as the woman in purple was awaiting her death, a clear, cold female voice suddenly came from behind the group of trial participants: "Isn't Feng'er a little late? Your senior master has been waiting here for a long time."

Lu Feng, who was still catching his breath, almost spat out a mouthful of blood when he suddenly heard these words.

Who knows what this madwoman in front of me might do? She's a Golden Core cultivator, no one can touch her. If I get involved with her, I'm doomed.

The boy opened his mouth to refute, but then found himself unable to utter a single word.

Xue Lan looked at the young man under her command with some joy. After being silenced by his teachers for so many years, it was finally her turn to silence others.

Seeing the young man's face turn red, Xue Lan secretly transmitted her voice to him: "Don't rush to clarify. I am a Golden Core cultivator from the Xuanhuang Sect. Getting involved with me isn't all bad."

Lu Feng's mind raced with thoughts, and finally he slowly nodded.

I'm gambling my life on this rogue cultivator.

For many, many years afterward, Lu Feng wanted to go back and beat his past self to death.

What kind of good person would want to ruin your path to immortality after only two meetings? You must be out of your mind!

Lu Feng remained silent. Xue Lan smiled, turned around, and shielded Lu Feng behind her. She then addressed the other trial participants, saying, "I am Lan Xiaoxiao, a rogue cultivator. I greet you all."

The girl before me looks young, but she might actually be an ancient monster over a hundred years old. Her life is nearing its end, and she has come to this secret realm of Garan seeking an opportunity to form her core. She is not someone to be trifled with.

Almost every rogue cultivator present thought the same thing, and they all bowed to Xue Lan.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Lan."

Xue Tong couldn't help but laugh out loud: "It's like paying respects to an old matriarch."

"This is how the world of rogue cultivators is. This is why Lu Feng was so stubborn in his previous life. Part of it was because he had no one to teach him when he was young, and part of it was because he joined the ranks of rogue cultivators when he entered the world of cultivation."

The immortal sects in the mortal realm under Yuanming were all responsible and eager to contribute to the fight against the demons. However, not every cultivator shared this sentiment.

The unaffiliated cultivators are a mixed group, including heroes who voluntarily went to Luoxia Mountain to fight and die, as well as villains who only know how to steal other people's immortal opportunities and deceive each other.

In the original storyline, Lu Feng spent too much time among the rogue cultivators.

Xue Lan thought this way not because she was particularly satisfied with the current six sects and twelve factions, but more because she felt sympathy for Lu Feng.

To make Lu Feng's later madness as believable as possible, the so-called author arranged too many hardships for this character.

The rogue cultivators were a mixed bag, and all Lu Feng encountered were bad people.

Occasionally, a good person is assigned a name followed by a large "death" sign.

It seems that as long as this kind person to Lu Feng doesn't die, the protagonist can't grow.

Xue Lan felt somewhat disgusted when she received this information from Xue Tong.

The author seems to believe that by arranging a tragic childhood for a person, Lu Feng's subsequent actions can be justified.

Xue Lan asked Xue Tong with some confusion, "In the stories you like to read, what's it called to give a originally vicious person a tragic backstory so that readers will feel sorry for him?"

Xue Tong had no idea what Xue Lan was thinking. The little girl obediently replied, "This is called clearing one's name."

Xue Lan dislikes this kind of whitewashing and rationalization.

It's like someone feeling that their land isn't enough to support their children, so they resort to burning, killing, and looting.

What is clearly an irresponsible transmission of one's own pain is seen by some as excusable.

The girl was lost in thought when a bolt of dark lightning startled her awake.

Xue Lan looked up and saw that the once bright moon was now hidden behind the clouds, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky, and in an instant, a heavy rain fell in the secret realm.

"What kind of things against the natural order are you thinking now that your father isn't alive?" Xue Tong roared.

Xue Lan shook her head slightly. This time, she was not going against the will of Heaven, but against the plot.

It is something that transcends the Yuanming Realm, and even the Heavenly Dao of the Yuanming Realm cannot defy it.

In the pouring rain, Xue Lan unleashed her divine sense, but everything before her was still blurry, and she could see nothing but black and red causal connections linking everyone present.

It was complicated. Xue Lan smiled.

She does not accept the rationalization of violence. If a person suffers hardship and bullying in childhood, he will inevitably become perverse and paranoid when he grows up.

Childhood hardships cannot be a justification for future acts of violence.

It cannot be used as evidence to judge a person.

Having been involved in countless causes and effects, she understood this principle better than anyone else.

She only thought about it for a moment, but it angered the authoritative plot.

She had previously planned to keep Lu Feng under her thumb and keep him firmly in her grasp.

But she has changed her mind now.

She intends to use Lu Feng as a pawn to wrest control of the plot.

She wanted to see whether Lu Feng's transformation in the original story was due to his own excessive inner demons, or the author's belief that he could control the character...

Ruthless and complete control over the characters he created.

The young woman bowed to the assembled cultivators before her: "Everyone, now that we've arrived, please!"


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