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Hei Xiaohu would never forget that day.
His mother had died in his arms.
There was still a gentle smile on her face.
Jackal Blade held his blade, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.
"Don't worry, I will let you reunite with your mother without any pain.”
"In your next life, remember not to reincarnate into the Demon Cult. You don't have the right!”
Just as he was laughing maniacally…
Boom!
A terrifying demonic pressure came from all directions.
Jackal Blade was instantly pressed to the ground by this aura, unable to move an inch of his muscles.
"Who…killed my Bai Li!!!”
Demonic sounds echoed as mountains collapsed and tsunamis raged.
The Demon Cult Master's peerless demonic technique was unleashed at this moment.
Half of the cliff of the Black Tiger Cliff was swallowed by the boundless demonic Qi.
Dhole Blade's eyes widened in anger.
"It's a token. You left a token on her?! I, Dhole Edge, have been calculating for thousands of years, but I actually missed this point. I can't accept this!!”
There was no surprise.
The surging Demonic Qi crushed the Jackal Blade into dregs.
Demonic clouds rolled as the Demon Master descended.
The Blackhearted Tiger walked over slowly, his face seeming to have aged a little.
He had no other desires in his life.
He only had two wishes.
One was to cultivate a peerless demonic technique, drink the blood of a qilin, and dominate the martial arts world.
The second was to grow old with Bai Li.
After grooming Hei Xiaohu to become the next cult master of the Demon Cult, he would enjoy his remaining years.
Who would have thought?
The martial arts world has not yet achieved hegemony, but the beauty has died.
The ones who did this weren't the Seven Heroes of the Righteous Path who had been enemies for many years.
Instead, they were the Demon Sect's own brothers and loved ones.
" Bai Li, I'm sorry."
Hei Xiaohu stared at the back of the figure in a daze.
The originally generous, indomitable, and domineering black-hearted tiger.
At this moment.
It actually looked so desolate.
Accompanied by the cool breeze, a few drops of crystal clear liquid seemed to float onto Hei Xiaohu's face.
He tasted it. It was very salty and astringent.
"Father, Mother, she…"
"Your mother died for you.”
Blackhearted Tiger took a deep breath.
He immediately turned back into the dignified and domineering Demon Cult Master.
"It's all because you don't work hard in your cultivation and your strength is weak that the wicked people have their way. Xiaohu, you didn't protect your mother well.”
Blackheart Tiger shouted in a deep voice.
"Why aren't you going back to the Cliff of Reflection to cultivate? For the next three years, you will be in mourning for your mother. At the same time, you will be cultivating the [Heaven's No Chaotic Dance].”
" Do you understand?!"
He looked at Blackhearted Tiger's dignified appearance, but in fact, it was difficult to hide his sorrowful face.
Hei Xiaohu opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something.
The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed them back.
"Your son…understands."
He kneeled down like a log, as usual.
Hei Xiaohu was thinking.
What did her mother mean when she said that she could decide her own life?
What was his life?
The young master of the Demonic Sect? Ordinary scholar? Martial arts prodigy?
It seemed to exist but was actually not.
The first half of his life was a dispensable shadow.
Under the mask, there was only an empty shell.
Within three years.
Hei Xiaohu asked himself every day in front of his mother's grave.
He was looking for answers at every moment.
Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, three years had passed.
His martial arts talent was indeed frighteningly high.
In just three short years, he had cultivated the Sky Demon Chaotic Dance that Black Heart Tiger had taken decades to master.
The moment the Demon Cult's Young Master appeared.
He stirred up the storm in the martial arts world and shocked the martial arts world.
However, Hei Xiaohu was still confused.
He was still playing the role of the young master of the Demon Cult and could not find a home.
Until the blue rabbit appeared.
Hei Xiaohu was infatuated with her.
He began to pursue Lan Tu endlessly, and even went easy on her many times, hoping to get a trace of her affection.
Before meeting the group leader, Hei Xiaohu thought that it was love.
Because he loved the blue rabbit, he was willing to sacrifice for her.
But after today.
Hei Xiaohu finally understood.
That was not love.
He saw his mother's shadow in the blue rabbit.
It was because of guilt and confusion.
He felt guilty that his mother had blocked the sword for him, so he tried his best to make it up to the blue rabbit.
It was a question that he had not found the answer to for more than ten years.
Therefore, he lied to himself that the blue rabbit was the answer to his question.
Obtaining her was the life he wanted.
In reality.
What was the life he really wanted?
Hei Xiaohu clenched his fists.
It seemed that he was no longer confused.
"Ding, your Soul Interrogation has been successful. Hei Xiaohu's Dark State has reached 30%. You have obtained the martial art manual 'Sky Demon Dance.'”
Just as Hei Xiaohu's heart was untied…
A system notification sounded in Luo Ye's mind.
The corners of his mouth could not help but curl into a smile.
Soul Interrogation was a new tool in the Group chats.
It could ring the hearts of the group members and let them face their true side.
Now, it seemed that the effect was not bad.
Dark Group Leader: @ Demon Sect Young Master, it seems that you've thought it through. So, what's your choice?
The young master of the Demonic Sect said,"Group Leader, thank you. I've already made up my mind."
Hei Xiaohu gripped the ribbon left behind by Lan Tu tightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a cold smile.
He exerted strength with both hands and tore it apart.
The young master of the Demonic Sect said," I want the life that my mother wants me to have. I want the life of an ordinary scholar."
The young master of the Demonic Sect said,"Father wants me. I also want the life of the Demonic Sect Overlord."
" I want the blue rabbit, I want the Kylin blood, I want the position of the Supreme Martial Artist, I want the identity of the ruler of the world…"
Hei Xiaohu understood.
From the very beginning, his heart was not weak or at a loss.
It was greed!
He wanted his father's love, and he also wanted his mother's smile.
That was why he played two roles and tried his best to please them.
But…
Flattery didn't get everything.
Only by dominating and conquering could one have everything.
The young master of the Demonic Sect,[Group Leader, my choice is…my path of darkness is…]
The young master of the Demon Cult said,"The world is the ruler, and no one disobeys. I want everything that the mortals want."
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