Gu Yao paused upon hearing this, his smile freezing on his face. He stared blankly at Gu Xuanzhi, whose dry, warm palm landed on his head, just like back then.

But when he met Gu Xuanzhi's pained gaze, he could no longer act spoiled.

He was no longer the Gu Yao who had a master protecting him and could act with impunity.

He was no longer an eighteen-year-old boy.

Gu Yao lowered his eyes, momentarily at a loss for words.

He was in so much pain that he tried to squeeze out a few tears, but found that he couldn't cry anymore.

He seems to have... forgotten how to... cry...

Crying? Will that solve anything?

Can't seem to.

Over time, he stopped liking to solve problems by crying.

From the very beginning, as he plotted to avenge his parents, he had already lost the right to cry.

He doesn't deserve it.

The enemy is still rampant, appropriating the parents' research results for himself, making a fortune and gaining both fame and wealth.

Those skyscrapers, those business empires, have no trace of their parents' names on their list of achievements.

At such a cheap price, they easily stole away half a lifetime's worth of their parents' hard work.

Why?

Is it true that good people don't last long?

Ah.

accident.

He didn't believe a single word of it.

If justice cannot be served for him under the light of day.

Why can't he punish in the darkness?

After all, he wasn't a good person to begin with.

Just like his cousin said, he was a born bad seed.

Being a good person is too tiring.

Gu Yao lowered his gaze. He thought he could handle all situations with ease, but he had overestimated himself.

The heartache and concern shown by his loved ones always left him feeling helpless.

Gu Xuanzhi sighed softly, feeling only heartache.

He spoke softly, pressing his palm down to straighten Gu Yao's messy hair, "You used to cry out in pain if you were pecked by a spirit-feathered chicken in the back mountain, and I would coax you to apply medicine. How come you've become less and less talkative as you've grown up?"

At this point, Gu Xuanzhi said helplessly, "If it hurts, you should say so..."

The voice of the person in front of him was somewhat distant, making Gu Yao feel dazed. His heart ached, but his eyes were dry. He looked down at the ground and saw only a dark shadow.

In an instant, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Master, what if tears are useless?" He looked up at his master, who hadn't changed at all, his voice trembling as he sought an answer.

Tears only bring pain to loved ones and joy to enemies.

Even now, though he tries to charm and cry to Gu Xuanzhi, he... will eventually leave.

Gu Xuanzhi was taken aback, his hand paused, and he looked at the young man in front of him, letting out a sigh.

"Xiao Yao, you really don't have to carry everything on your shoulders."

He knew that the man had gone to see Xiao Yao twice, and he also knew why the child had come here.

But was what he did really the right thing?

Even if the person in front of him is the only glimmer of hope for the Tianqian Sect, he was just a child back then.

He shouldn't have put this burden on him.

If he hadn't brought him back to the Tianqian Sect, perhaps he could have lived a smooth life.

Instead of what is happening now, where the youngest bears the heaviest responsibility.

Gu Xuanzhi's eyes stung with tears, but Gu Yao smiled and smoothed his brow as if they were children, forcing a smile. "Old man, don't frown. I'm not a child anymore."

He liked the Tianqian Sect as his family.

I like my senior brothers and sisters as family.

I am also willing to protect them.

at all costs!

Gu Xuanzhi stared blankly at Gu Yao, but Gu Yao grinned and said, "Let me see, old man."

Let me see what you've calculated to make things like this.

Gu Xuanzhi withdrew his hand, looked at Gu Yao's resolute face, pursed his lips, and said seriously, "Xiao Yao, do you really want to know?"

"Of course!"

That's why he came here.

Gu Xuanzhi hesitated for a moment, took a step back, and reached out to touch the boy's brow.

A powerful surge of spiritual energy slowly spread outwards in an instant, causing the flowing water, the swirling wind, and the swaying flowers to come to a standstill.

It was as if only the two of them remained in the world. Gu Yao smiled and slowly closed his eyes.

In the Tianji Pavilion.

"Why? Why? Why does Heaven want to destroy my Tianqian Sect?" Gu Xuanzhi sat on the futon, his eyes bloodshot, looking like a madman.

Gu Yao stood aside, watching as an observer. This was the first time he had ever seen Gu Xuanzhi so out of control.

Even with blood trickling from the corner of his lips, Gu Xuanzhi kept staring at the copper coins in front of him and kept throwing them out.

Yet they are all hexagrams indicating certain death.

As if defying all superstition, he tossed the toss again and again, with the same result each time.

He collapsed to the side, panting heavily, until his spiritual energy was exhausted.

The crimson light in his eyes faded, leaving only a desolate and lifeless landscape, like scorched earth after a fierce wildfire.

He looked up at the Tai Chi diagram above his head, his eyes blazing with a frenzied light.

With trembling fingertips, he pulled a copper coin from his pocket, used the last bit of his spiritual power, and slowly tossed it out.

A truly desperate gamble!

Gu Yao turned his head to look, wanting to see the last divination, but only saw Gu Xuanzhi spit out a mouthful of blood, a smile slowly appearing on his lips.

The scene changes.

Gu Yao's vision blurred, and he saw an even younger Gu Xuanzhi.

In the same secret realm, a young man with the air of a rebellious youth carried his sword, crossed the precipitous cliffs, and landed in the center of the realm.

Nothing has come back to life.

But then he saw a young man with white hair and a youthful face. The two played chess and discussed philosophy, and Gu Xuanzhi won all ten games.

The young man smiled, flipped the chessboard over, and seemed somewhat embarrassed and angry. The black and white chess pieces rushed straight towards Gu Xuanzhi's face with fierce energy, as if they wanted to tear the person in front of him to pieces.

Gu Xuanzhi's expression remained unchanged.

With a light step, he spun in the air, avoiding most of the pieces, and then pinched the last piece between two fingers.

"Senior, you only lost ten games to me. There's no need to be so angry." Gu Xuanzhi, dressed in red, had a dashing appearance, completely unlike the ethereal and otherworldly demeanor he would later portray.

He can infuriate people with just his words.

The person addressed as "senior" flicked his sleeve, gave a light snort, and for the first time looked directly at the young man, his eyes slightly shifting.

"You've already claimed 70% of the opportunities in this secret realm, so there's nothing more I can do to help you with your cultivation."

Gu Xuanzhi tossed the chess piece between his fingers and strode forward. "Hey, senior, don't be a scoundrel! Is it because you lost the game that you don't want to give me the opportunity? You can't be so shameless."

"You're so old, how can you still embezzle our things? I finally made it here." Gu Xuanzhi looked aggrieved, staring at the person in front of him with pleading eyes.

The latter was so angered by Gu Xuanzhi's blunt words that the veins on his forehead throbbed. No matter how well-mannered one is, Gu Xuanzhi's unforgiving words could drive one mad.

But looking at the only person in ten thousand years to have arrived here, he still sighed softly.

With a stomp of his toes, he gently touched the huge stone tablet with his fingertips. The stone tablet flashed with golden light, and the young man's figure slowly dissipated.

Gu Xuanzhi reached out to grab it, but only managed to grab a tattered copper coin.

"This is your only chance for the future. Do not use it unless absolutely necessary. Remember! Remember!"

The sound gradually faded away until it disappeared.

As the golden light dissipated, the space became stagnant. Before Gu Xuanzhi could say anything, he was blasted out of the secret realm by a tremendous force.

As he flew backward, Gu Xuanzhi felt that this attack was somewhat driven by personal grudges.

All I did was steal a little bit of stuff from the secret realm and win ten games of chess with him.

How stingy.

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