The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 581: My Hatred, Boundless! (Part 2) - Novel Cool

Chapter 581: My Hatred, Boundless! (Part 2)

Chapter 581: My Hatred, Boundless! (Part 2)

"Being able to see and feel these things is already impressive. Your current strength is just too low!"

"I understand," Fang Che replied.

by a JSON array of strings.

Sun Wutian continued walking, saying, "Follow me."

Fang Che followed behind him, walking along the path.

Sun Wutian walked with his hands behind his back, his expression relaxed, even with a touch of freedom.

It was a natural and carefree demeanor, like an old farmer returning home after finishing his work in the fields, neither hurried nor slow.

At this moment, Sun Wutian didn't show any signs of being the 'Great Demon of the Only Righteous Sect'.

Instead, he seemed calm and unconcerned with worldly affairs.

Fang Che discovered that the road beneath his feet had transformed into a country path with ridges on both sides, lined with common wildflowers and weeds.

Ahead, there was a grove of trees, all ordinary poplars.

Glancing sideways, Fang Che noticed that Sun Wutian's feet had also changed into straw sandals, with mud still clinging to them.

Fang Che furrowed his brows, sensing something.

As they stepped off the ridge and onto the dirt road, they walked for several hundred zhang before passing through the grove and turning a corner, revealing a lively and bustling village ahead.

Wisps of smoke rose, and a faint fragrance drifted with the wind.

The smell of tobacco spread with the breeze.

Several children, both boys and girls, laughed as they chased a little girl holding a tanghulu (a traditional Chinese snack of candied fruit on a stick). After running around in circles, they disappeared into the village.

The crisp laughter of children filled the air, along with their pleas, "Let me have a bite! Just one bite!"

As the two of them approached, the sound of dogs barking began to echo. One dog started, and soon, several others joined in, causing half the village to echo with barks.

At the edge of the village, a wooden fence gate stood open, and several roosters and hens strolled leisurely in the courtyard.

An old man sat outside his house, holding a tobacco pipe. His face was weathered with age, and upon seeing Sun Wutian's arrival, he stood up with a bow, a humble smile on his face. "Master, have you returned from the fields? Please come in and have a drink of water."

Sun Wutian stopped and said, "You old Wang, I've told you before, smoking this stuff is no good for you, but you just won't listen. How about drinking some wine instead?"

Old Wang bowed and chuckled, "I know it's not good, but it's hard to quit. As for wine, I drink it every few days, and I can't help but have a half-catty."

Sun Wutian laughed and scolded, "You'll drink yourself to death sooner or later. Alright, I'll have your son go to my place later and bring you a jar to drink. Don't go to the King of Hell and complain that you never had good wine in your life."

Then he added, "Forget it, I'll have someone send it over. I guess your son wouldn't dare to go and get it."

The old man was delighted, "Thank you, Master! Hehe, today, this old man has benefited from your kindness and will also have some good wine. These years, if it weren't for your care, I'm afraid my family would have starved to death... Now we have food and drink, and my son has even found a wife... Oh, life is worth living, and we have something to look forward to."

Sun Wutian laughed heartily, "Having something to look forward to means you have to live a few more years! You have to live long enough to hold your great-grandchild before you go, or else your old lady will complain."

"Yes, yes, Master, you're right. I have to live a few more years," Old Wang chuckled, bowing as he saw Sun Wutian leaving. "Master, take care... Don't forget the old man's wine, oh..."

"You shameless old man!"

Sun Wutian scolded with a laugh and left.

Fang Che followed behind him.

Old Wang sat down again, still smiling with satisfaction.

From beginning to end, it seemed like he hadn't even noticed Fang Che.

It was as if... he was a living person, and Fang Che was a ghost, a spirit passing by without being seen, as was natural.

Sun Wutian walked forward, greeting people along the way.

He responded with casual greetings as he passed by.

With a smile on his face and a relaxed demeanor, he arrived at the largest residence in the village. A servant opened the door to welcome him inside, where he was warmly received and offered a dusting to remove any dirt from his clothes.

They proceeded to the living room of the residence.

Everyone there shared a common trait.

That was...not a single one of them had seen Fang Che.

But Fang Che didn't mind. He understood that these were people from Sun Wutian's imagination, not real individuals. If they could see him and greet him, that would truly be strange.

However, from this village, Fang Che also saw Sun Wutian's true inner world.

He wondered...was this Sun Wutian's original family? Or was it a family he had built after changing his name and hiding his identity after a major incident?

It was hard to tell from just this village whether it was his original family or not, as it was impossible to discern if this was the southern part of White Cloud Continent.

"Take a seat."

Sun Wutian said casually, waving his hand and taking out tea from his spatial ring. He spoke softly, "This is my home."

"Yes," Fang Che replied, bowing his head.

"Are you wondering which of my homes this is?" Sun Wutian asked.

"Yes," Fang Che answered.

"You'll find out once we leave," Sun Wutian said, lost in thought for a moment before smiling. "My current appearance is how my grandfather looked back then."

Fang Che immediately understood.

Perhaps this was the most beautiful memory in Sun Wutian's heart? Surely, back then, Sun Wutian's grandfather had brought him home from the fields, greeting people along the way, surrounded by warmth and happiness.

Even after so many years, Sun Wutian hadn't forgotten a bit.

He had even turned his absolute domain into the happiness he dreamed of.

Sun Wutian smiled faintly, "Rui Qianshan's words from the sky were clear, right?"

"Yes," Fang Che replied.

"He was right," Sun Wutian said, gazing at the ancient residence with a distant look in his eyes. "I was the one who brought misfortune upon my family. If I had just farmed freely and honestly, it would have been better. But no, my mother had to have wild ideas and wanted me to learn martial arts! And then, to make matters worse, I turned out to have top-grade talent! The whole family indulged me, and as long as I needed something, they would grant my every wish, all so that I could excel in martial arts."

"When I became a martial artist, the whole village ate meat. When I became a Master, the whole village drank wine. When I reached the level of a Grand Master, the whole village received money. And when I..."

"Then, when I became formidable, I even went out to do heroic deeds, chasing away a group of bandits who were robbing a house. I even accepted their gratitude and felt honored. I even thought about developing a relationship with their young lady...but when I returned after a few days, my family was gone."

Sun Wutian's voice was calm, despite his profanity and apparent anger.

"My whole family died. It was because of my heroic deeds."

"It was my fault."

"I lied. It wasn't the fault of the Guardians or the Wardens, but my family was gone. Because of my heroic deeds..."

"Everything he said after that was also correct."

"But I didn't want to be a hero anymore, so I joined the Only Righteous Sect."

"I lied, so I hated the Heaven-Hating Blade...The blade foundation was weakened by the Frost Sword. The grudge remained, the hatred lingered, but the root was dug up."

Sun Wutian smiled faintly.

Throughout their conversation, his voice and expression remained calm.

It seemed that within this absolute domain, the village he had manifested could soothe all his anger, resentment, and grievances.

"Patriarch..."

Fang Che's expression showed both shock and concern, and at the same time, he had an epiphany.

Now he understood why Sun Wutian's visit this time was so different from the last. So that was it! The Heaven-Hating Blade's foundation had been weakened!

This was indeed wonderful news!

"Could it be that I am being cultivated as the sole hope of the Heaven-Hating Blade?" Fang Che felt a surge of excitement.

If that were the case, it would be truly amazing!

"So you understand now," Sun Wutian said, "that the Heaven-Hating Blade is different from the Frost Sword, different from the Heart-Severing Blade, and even more different from the Suimeng Qiang."

"This is an extreme offensive technique, but it also has its flaws. The flaw is emotion!"

"When the Heaven-Hating Blade is at its peak, it can unleash several times its usual power. But when emotions are suppressed or uprooted, its power plummets from the heavens to the earth."

"Any weapon, any killing technique, is driven by emotions. But they only need temporary emotions to activate them. The Heaven-Hating Blade is different!"

"From then on, I could still use the Heaven-Hating Blade in regular battles, but when facing experts ranked in the top six of the Cloud Battlefield Arsenal Rankings, using the Heaven-Hating Blade would become my weakness. This is the fatal flaw of the weakened blade foundation."

"So this time, I must thoroughly understand the condition of the Heaven-Hating Blade," Sun Wutian said.

"My condition?" Fang Che was a bit confused.

"Yes," Sun Wutian replied. "I started with the grudge of my family's annihilation, with the ingratitude and heartlessness of the world, as the basis for my revenge against the world, slaughtering the mortal realm!"

"But what about you? Your Heaven-Hating Blade is incomplete, but your hatred is strong!"

Sun Wutian looked into Fang Che's eyes and said, "So, where does your hatred come from? What is the foundation of your blade? Is your foundation stable?"

This was a critical question, especially for Sun Wutian at this moment.

It was the most important thing on his mind.

"What exactly do you hate?" Sun Wutian asked, emphasizing each word.

"What do I hate?" Fang Che was genuinely perplexed.

He didn't know how to respond to this question.

Do I hate the Only Righteous Sect?

Could he say that? Seeing Fang Che's confusion and contemplation, Sun Wutian didn't rush him. Instead, he sat quietly, knowing that Fang Che had stumbled upon his hatred by chance and had only recently unlocked the Heaven-Hating Blade's heritage.

The foundation might not be stable.

So Fang Che needed time to sort things out. Sun Wutian's words, at this moment, were like a wake-up call for Fang Che.

For generations and generations.

Fang Che, with a blank expression, said, "Grandmaster, I feel like I hate a lot... I don't know how to answer your question right now."

Sun Wutian's eyes lit up, and he said, "Then just say it all."

Fang Che furrowed his brows, and anger naturally rose in his eyes.

He said, "First, I hate my background. I'm just an outsider from a ninth-rank family. Since I was young, I've lived with my mother in my uncle's home. Although my uncle treated us well, it wasn't my own home."

"I hate why my background is so ordinary. Since I was young, the kids from the same rank families bullied me. The kids from families higher than ours bullied me; what they ate, I never got to taste, and what they used, I could never get my hands on no matter how long I waited..."

"From that time on, I started to hate! I hate why my family is so weak? I hate why they are all so strong!"

"I hate why all the good things aren't mine. Why don't they belong to me?"

This was still the hate from Fang Che's unintegrated soul, the immature boy's hate, filled with rebelliousness towards heaven and earth, now used by Fang Che.

"Then, as I slowly grew up, my master found me, and I started cultivating martial arts. After that, my hate only increased, especially after entering the Martial Institute..."

"I worked hard, torturing myself for two months, yet my progress couldn't compare to the children from great families who just needed to drink a bowl of porridge in the morning to make great advancements! I risked my life on missions, yet the things others casually leaked out were worth more merit than me!"

"Everyone's attention was on those with money, power, and connections, while I, from an ordinary family, even if I worked myself to death, no one would give me a second glance!"

"This is the injustice of fate! I hate this heaven, why is it so unfair? We're all people, why do I have to suffer so much?"

Fang Che slowly found his footing.

"Later, even though I was from the Oneness Sect, I never did anything bad. I've always worked for the Martial Institute, for the Guardians, doing things to earn merit. However, just because my master is Sun Yuan, they started to nitpick at me. Have I done anything wrong? I haven't!"

"Just because of this, they made no sense in making me walk the Questioning Heart Road, causing me to faint, almost driving me to a mental breakdown. If I had done something wrong, I'd admit it! But I haven't, and I even exposed two undercover families from other sects for the Guardians! I have merit! But just because of my master's name, I can't even earn merit!"

"I hate the Guardians! Why are they so unreasonable? Yes, I'm from the Only Righteous Sect, but can't a member of the Only Righteous Sect who hasn't done anything wrong live?"

"Just because of this, they took away my qualification to represent the Martial Institute in the martial competitions! What did I do wrong? I'm more outstanding than all the other students, so why won't they let me participate? Is this fair? Does this make sense?"

"Later, I represented the Oneness Sect in the Incubate Divine Plan! There, I saw with my own eyes that almost everyone except me, no matter what injuries they suffered, only needed one pill to immediately recover! I fought to the death, injuring one, and another rushed to block my blade, and the injured one, after taking a pill, instantly recovered!"

"And I didn't even have one of those pills, so I could only endure with my body! Why is this fair? In the same trial, there's such a huge gap, is this fair? That's why I went crazy and wanted to kill them all! I wanted to shatter their superiority!"

"Because I hate!"

"After I came out of the Incubate Divine Plan, I became the champion, and the Grand Protector's rule was that those who died in the Incubate Divine Plan has been like this for tens of thousands of years. However, this rule was useless only for me!"

"Why is this? Why is this so unreasonable? Even if our Only Righteous Sect is unreasonable, why is this rule only useless for me?"

"Isn't it because I don't have a backer? Other champions have already risen to great heights, but I, the most glorious champion, am treated like a rat, and everyone wants to beat me up! I don't even dare to show my face!"

Fang Che roared in anger, "I hate! So I hate!"

"After I came out of the Incubate Divine Plan, and I went to the White Cloud Martial Institute's website, restoring their reputation, but what was my reward? Early graduation! Early entry into the Grand Protector Hall! No chance to learn the Institute's profound martial arts!"

"I'm just a first-year student! What kind of bird rule is this? Isn't this targeting and suppressing me? Just a lack of trust!"

"Later, my master, because I became the champion in the Incubate Divine Plan, died because of this! What kind of messed-up world is this?"

"You asked what I hate... I don't know how to answer you!"

Fang Che angrily said, "But I hate this heaven! It's unfair! It's blind! It's heartless! I hate this earth! I hate our Only Righteous Sect! I hate the Guardians! I hate everyone stronger than me! I hate everyone better off than me! I hate all the families from the Only Righteous Sect! I hate..."

"I hate hate! Hate!"

Fang Che's anger surged, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"Grandmaster, my hate is boundless!"

"I hate even the gods in heaven!"

"I hate even the sun, moon, and stars! They distribute fairness to everyone, so why don't they also distribute money and resources fairly?"

"I hate even the ants on the ground! How dare these ants live better than me!"

"I hate even you, Grandmaster! Why couldn't you have come out earlier? If you had come earlier, my master wouldn't have died! If you had come earlier, who in the Only Righteous Sect would dare to bully me?"

"I would have lived a glorious and carefree life, instead of being a rag now, a spy who could die at any moment!"

Fang Che completely let go!

Yes, I'm wronged!

I hate!

His hate was enormous!

He roared and shouted in front of Sun Wutian, his eyes red!

"You asked what I hate?! I hate! I hate even the Heavenly Centipede Deity! I hate all the gods!"

"I hate so much that I want to hold my blade and charge into the heavens, asking this Heavenly Dao, this Great Dao, why it's so high above!"

"My hate! Boundless! Endless! Unstoppable!"

(End of Chapter)

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