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I believed it.
But the truth was that the Divine Fire was cultivated by the Ouyang Family over decades, using the blood and bodies of hundreds of children along with various rare treasures. They had slowly fed a cluster of foreign flames that came from another realm.
Due to the mixed materials, the Divine Fire carried its own toxicity. The Beast feared that I would be burned and infected by the fire's poison before I could fully master the Immortal Sword, which is why it made me adapt to various toxins in advance.
There were many such excuses, and I could only blame my own foolishness. Up until the moment I was pushed into the fire pit, I still trusted him. If I had awakened at that moment, I would have dragged him into the flames with me; there would have been no way I would let him live a few more days!
So, Madam, this person must die, no matter what reason you have for stopping me. If you continue to obstruct me, do not blame me for being ungrateful.
Ouyang Madam wiped away her tears and smiled as she waited for me to say a few final words. The young man nodded impatiently.
Ouyang Madam slowly stood up and turned around to look at the disheveled Ouyang Jun. She pulled a hairpin from her head and said to him, "This was a gift you gave me on our wedding day. That night, when we did not consummate our marriage, you rushed out upon hearing about an incident in the forging room, leaving me behind. In my anger, I secretly followed you and discovered the secrets of the Ouyang Family."
"Perhaps you wanted me to see it?" She continued, "Watching those innocent children thrown into the fire, I was afraid you would silence me and lacked the courage to save them. From that moment on, my Inner Demon tormented me for decades."
"I dared not bear my own flesh and blood, fearing they would become your chosen one. Even more so, I feared that your sins would bring Retribution upon my child."
Later on, in my clumsy attempts to save those children in my own way, I never succeeded. You must have laughed at my arrogance, right?
Ha, laugh if you want. Good deeds are rewarded with good; evil deeds are met with evil—it's not that retribution doesn't come; it's just a matter of time.
Isn't this moment just right?
Suddenly, Ouyang Madam rushed forward, driving the sharp hairpin deep into Ouyang Jun's heart. Watching him gasp for breath beneath her, she laughed several times in delight. "You didn't think I had any lingering feelings for you, did you? Though we were childhood sweethearts, from the very first day I married into the Ouyang Family, I completely lost hope in you! In fact, I've hated you for decades! My stopping Can'er was merely to end your life myself!"
Fearing he wouldn't die quickly enough or painfully enough, Ouyang Madam stabbed him several more times until his heart was utterly destroyed. Only after confirming he no longer breathed did she collapse onto the ground.
The Young Boy supported her back with his sword's hilt, feeling a mix of emotions within him. Was this what it felt like to be genuinely protected by someone?
His nose tinged with bitterness—what was the point? He had killed so many; what difference did one more make? Why should he lose another person?
Ouyang Madam smiled through her pain. "His blood! I refuse to let his blood stain you any further!"
Did my own debts of blood diminish? The stench of blood on me could never be washed away.
"It's different; his blood is the dirtiest!" Ouyang Madam insisted stubbornly.
On their way back, Qiu Zizai informed her about the situation in Yezhou City while she recounted the secrets of the Ouyang Family; he speculated that perhaps those children were seeking revenge.
The more people are killed, the further the children will stray down the wrong path. Especially when the instigator is executed, the impact on their hearts and minds is the most terrifying of all.
Upon reaching the city gate, it turned out that the problem was with Can'er.
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