Chapter 902: Ten Passes (1)
To be honest, Li Xiaofei was actually a little surprised. He could tell that the immortal sects in this world held an extremely poor attitude toward ordinary mortals. People like An Wanshan had long grown accustomed to looking down from above. They found it difficult to accept common opinions or suggestions and were used to making decisions about others’ fates with a single word.
To them, taking a life was merely a passing thought. In a certain sense, they could hardly be called good people. These so-called immortal sects frankly weren’t all that normal either.
Yet ironically, it was precisely these abnormal sects who had raised cultivators like An Wanshan and Xue Qing. Despite their origins, these people still knew gratitude and reciprocation. Li Xiaofei saw the sense of duty befitting true human powerhouses within them.
It was a strange thing indeed. Perhaps it could only be explained through human nature? The seeds of kindness within human nature could be awakened among the people of the universe at any time. Even so-called immortals with twisted values could still rekindle the better parts of being human.
The first appearances of An Wanshan, Lu Jiansheng, Xue Qing, and several other disciples were completely at odds with how they were now behaving. Li Xiaofei also felt relieved that he hadn’t gone on a killing spree from the beginning. Had he done so, none of what was happening now might have ever come to pass.
In fact, this was part of Li Xiaofei’s broader reflection on his own words and actions ever since his rise from Earth. He had killed quite a number of people back in Liuhe Base City.
Whether it was in Xiajing, in Haijing City, or within the nation of Jiepeng, he had slain many. Even after arriving in Chongque City, with his deep hatred for evil, he had never once shown mercy to his enemies.
Back then, his philosophy had been one of absolute eradication of evil. It was like treating a wound. Only by cutting away all the rotten flesh and clearing it completely, could new, healthy flesh grow in its place and allow the wound to heal.
But ever since arriving at the Star Battlefield, witnessing the savagery of the Mother of All Beasts within Heaven, the brutality of the Ruos, and hearing the stories of the past, Li Xiaofei’s mindset had begun to shift quietly, almost without him realizing.
Killing a person was easy. Changing a person was hard. The universe’s human race was already struggling and its population had already become so scarce. If the answer was always just to kill and kill again, then one day, when he drew his sword once more, would he look around in confusion and discover that all his kind had been wiped out?
So, his sword began to find mercy. It was precisely this compassion and forbearance that had brought about tremendous changes in people like An Wanshan, Lu Jiansheng, and Xue Qing.
Li Xiaofei rode on the old long-haired horse, deep in thought. At that moment, the crisp clanging of metal chains rang out. A massive chain bridge stretched for several thousand meters behind Nine-Tendon Peak, extending from the cliff’s edge deep into the distant mist.