Chapter 610: Chapter 266: Burial Ground of Confucian Dao Grandmasters – The Untold Truth (Part 3)
Meanwhile, in the courtyard, a woman crying like a pear blossom in the rain rushed out of the house, standing in the courtyard with outstretched arms, seemingly wanting to embrace her child, but was firmly held back by her husband, a seven-foot-tall man who was blocking her while tears spun around in his eyes.
Mu Xin and Mu Yan watched this scene, first standing frozen, then full of astonishment.
Perhaps due to the innate kindness of a woman, Mu Xin reacted and repeatedly cried out, "Yunmo Xi, save them, hurry and save them."
However, facing Mu Xin’s cries for help, Yunmo Xi seemed not to hear them, still quietly standing in place, everyone quietly watching the scene, yet no one made a move to help the child.
For a moment, Ye Xiaofan also realized something, his eyes gradually undergoing an unconscious change.
Mu Xin could not bear it, even though accustomed to the cruelty of this world, long numb to life and death, she still couldn’t bear to watch a child merely four or five years old, and she urged again.
"Yunmo Demoness, save them, quickly save them, they’re just a child."
"What are you all standing around for? Aren’t they the offspring of your Demon Realm?"
"You won’t save them, right? Fine, fine, I’ll save them, I’ll save them."
Seeing all the Demon Realm cultivators still unmoved, kind-hearted Mu Xin couldn’t hold back and was about to fly away.
However, just as she was about to set off, Yunmo Xi spoke, "It’s no use. He’s been corrupted by demonic miasma, already no longer human. Even if you save him, you’d only be saving a killing machine without mind."
At these words, Mu Xin’s strides froze, staring blankly at Yunmo Xi, then looking at the child, finding indeed no trace of humanity left in his eyes, thoroughly demonized.
Mu Xin’s daze did not last long.
In an instant.
Bam—!!!
A muffled sound rang out, and the child, corrupted by demonic miasma, abruptly exploded, his body bursting in place, turning into a cloud of blood mist under everyone’s gaze, completely vanishing from the world, leaving only the cries of grief in the courtyard.
The three, Ye Xiaofan and the others, watched this scene, all profoundly shocked.
"This is our living environment, what you’re witnessing is just a scene that constantly plays out in our world, quite brutal, isn’t it?"
Yunmo Xi smiled woefully after speaking, then slowly took steps forward.
Mu Xin and Mu Yan stood in place for a long time, seemingly not yet recovered from the scene, even walking far away, the sisters couldn’t help but look back.
Ye Xiaofan also furrowed his brows, his heart suddenly heavy.
Before long, under Yunmo Xi’s guidance, the four arrived at a wide area, though it’s actually just the central earth platform of the village, resembling a martial arts arena, but somehow different.
And on the earth platform, countless magical artifacts were densely arranged, so ancient as to be unimaginable, without the usual aura of magical artifacts, yet still emitting a faint glow.
The three of them saw the endless magical artifacts covering the earth platform, each of their eyes slightly changed.
Although these artifacts were corroded to a pathetic state, as disciples of the Righteous Orthodox Sects, the three still sensed a familiar aura emanating from them.
"Vast Righteous Qi?"
Mu Yan spoke first, staring at the artifacts with disbelief in her eyes.
From within countless ancient artifacts, strands of thin Vast Righteous Qi were emanating, seemingly even the demonic miasma couldn’t obliterate it.
"Where are these artifacts from? Why within them does the Vast Righteous Qi seem...?" Mu Xin’s breath quickened, too.
In the distant artifacts embedded in the earth platform, the Vast Righteous Qi was dozens, if not hundreds, times more pure than what the Righteous Orthodox Sects cultivators in the Hundred Broken Mountain Range possessed.
It’s known that cultivators capable of nurturing such artifacts are generally figures of the Confucian Dao, and even Divine Sect cultivators like Ye Xiaofan couldn’t cultivate such terrifying Vast Righteous Qi, not because their hearts lack righteousness, but in this world of harsh slaughter, only great Confucian scholars can nurture Vast Righteous Qi.
And within the Demon Realm, there are so many righteous artifacts, how could it not shock the three?
Confucian Dao scholars, though Ye Xiaofan and others have yet to encounter this group, they have heard of them.
However, facing Mu Xin’s inquiries, Yunmo Xi explained lightly, "These artifacts you see do not come from anywhere, they are weapons left by the human ancestry of the Endless Demon Realm. The owners of these artifacts are our predecessors, from endless ages ago."
"Such artifacts fill the Demon Realm, almost every village has a few. This village has the most because once, thousands of years ago, it was home to three thousand Confucian Dao scholars, and the villagers are all their descendants."
Rumble—!!!
Upon these words, Mu Xin and Mu Yan were shocked, their eyes filled with disbelief as they stared at Yunmo Xi.
"Impossible, people of the Demon Dao can’t have Confucian Dao scholars, can’t cultivate Vast Righteous Qi," Mu Yan shook her head repeatedly; the Demon Realm is a symbol of evil, impossible to cultivate Confucian righteousness.
While Mu Xin, deeply struck, looked at Yunmo Xi, "If this world was once home to Confucian Dao scholars, then it cannot be the Demon Realm. If here isn’t the Demon Realm, then why does it now look like this? You are lying!"
To Mu Xin’s string of questions, Yunmo Xi’s eyes were full of mockery and self-ridicule, "No one ever said this region isn’t the Demon Realm; it’s always been a part of it. As for why so many Confucian Dao scholars are buried here, you should ask your sects."
After Yunmo Xi’s words, Mu Xin and Mu Yan were shaken, as clever as they are, it was clear they touched upon a certain string.
Even Ye Xiaofan slightly raised his eyes; at this moment, the three seemed to be approaching certain unknown truths.
Yunmo Xi continued, but rather than directly addressing the topic, she first faced the three with a hint of disdain and retorting undertone, "Do you truly understand your sect?"
At these words, all three raised their eyes, puzzled by why the Demoness suddenly asked this.
Mu Xin and Mu Yan’s eyes were like torches, staring fixedly at Yunmo Xi, "What do you mean by this?"
Yunmo Xi shook her head with a smile, her beautiful eyes slowly turning to countless magical artifacts emitting Vast Righteous Qi, seeming to evoke a sigh spanning endless ages, full of desolation, as if dreaming back to ages long past, her voice gradually echoing in Mu Xin’s and Mu Yan’s ears.
Yet every word was like a thunderous hammer, constantly battering the sisters’ hearts.
As layers of the veil of truth slowly unraveled, a brutal truth spanning thousands of years was gradually revealed.
