Chapter 127: Regret (Second Update)

The Vermilion Bird began to recall the beautiful moments in her life.

She wanted to resist the bitterness of life with these memories.

Raised by the Demon race since childhood, she was cared for by a white stork. The stork treated her well, feeding her and teaching her cultivation.

It was the white stork who made her understand that all things in the world could be divided into good and evil.

Back then, what she looked forward to every day was what delicious food Mother Stork would bring back for her.

Later!

A sudden confusion flashed in the Vermilion Bird's eyes.

Later, her happiness always seemed to include a certain person.

"This bird looks quite unique—perfect for keeping as a pet!"

"Little Birdie, come, sing with me: I'm a little, little, little bird, wanting to fly but never soaring high..."

"Birdie, this divine flame seems perfect for you. How does it taste?"

"Hurt my Birdie, and I'll wipe out your legacy!"

"Birdie, don't be afraid. I'm always here!"

"Birdie!"

"Birdie!"

"Birdie..."

In her mind, the final image froze on Lu Ye's gaze beneath the tribulation clouds.

Shock, disbelief, heartache...

It was too painful!

She simply couldn't bear it anymore.

Her thoughts were in chaos.

I think I made a mistake.

No, I didn’t.

I wronged Lu Ye.

No, Lu Ye wronged me.

I could die for millions of lives.

No, staying alive would let me protect even more.

Yes, yes, staying alive means I can protect more lives. These are just millions—across the Nine Heavens, there are endless Demons who still need my protection.

No, no, no, I can’t back down.

But it really hurts, it truly hurts too much.

When Vermilion Bird's will to survive began to take effect, her mind had already found justifications for her.

"Are you giving up?"

Shen Xitong's voice rang out at this moment.

Vermilion Bird heard it clearly but did not respond.

Her mind kept echoing the thought that by living, she could save more demons and spirits.

"Do you know how many kind beings exist among these millions of lives? Can you bear to watch them suffer endlessly and die?"

"To save millions, sacrifice yourself—isn’t that your belief?"

"Or is it that in your heart, you only accept sacrificing others to save millions, but not yourself?"

"If you give up now, all these millions of lives will perish. Their souls will be bound by obsession, never entering reincarnation, never finding liberation."

"If you abandon them, they will have no chance to live."

"If you give up now, they will all die!"

"Are you truly going to abandon them?"

One accusation after another relentlessly pierced Vermilion Bird's ears.

Her voice was anguished.

"If I live, I can save more!"

"And when more lives face such calamities, will you keep abandoning them, thinking you can save even more?"

"This is just your excuse to escape."

"Do you realize that if you don’t save these millions, you are a hypocrite? When you killed me, you claimed it was to trade one for millions. Now it’s your turn, yet you retreat!"

"Vermilion Bird!"

"You are the Vermilion Bird!"

"Can the deaths of so many lives move your kind heart?"

"You must save them! You must save them!"

Every word from Shen Xitong struck Vermilion Bird like a blade.

Her heart, her kindness, were riddled with wounds in that moment.

Fifty percent!

"If you truly have love in your heart, then endure a little longer. An Emperor’s Dao heart is firm—can you not withstand such pain?"

"Lu Ye endured so much and only shed tears, yet you are already in such agony?"

"Remember your so-called faith! Remember your resolve!"

Sixty percent!

At this level of obsession, Vermilion Bird teetered on the edge of death and the collapse of her Dao.

At this moment, she not only felt profound agony but also the imminent threat of death.

This made her will even more fragile.

"Others can die, why can't you?"

"Watching others die, you think it's saving more lives. Dying yourself is also saving more lives."

"If you hold on, you are virtuous!"

"If you can't hold on, you are hypocritical!"

Shen Xitong stood nearby, alternating between encouragement and biting sarcasm.

On one hand, if the lingering obsession of the damned host's reincarnation wasn't completely purged, it would surely cause immense trouble in the future. A myriad of souls might not even be enough for the damned host to cleanse.

On the other hand, Shen Xitong genuinely hoped that the Vermilion Bird would hold on until the very last moment—only to collapse then.

The obsession she couldn't bear would surge into all living beings like a cataclysmic wave, shattering their souls in an instant.

In that case, the Vermilion Bird would become the greatest accomplice.

She could easily deceive her.

So the Vermilion Bird must hold on.

As for whether the Vermilion Bird could absorb all the lingering obsession from Lu Ye's soul without a single regret?

Don't be ridiculous!

The system had observed these women in the previous life. If the Vermilion Bird could willingly sacrifice herself to save others without resentment, Shen Xitong would dare to eat the damned host.

Seventy percent!

Lu Ye felt light all over, as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted.

Shouldn't the Vermilion Bird die now?

At this moment, Lu Ye actually felt a twinge of admiration.

Persisting until death—the Vermilion Bird truly lived up to the title of Emperor.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a piercing cry of a bird resounded through heaven and earth.

The body of the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor began to tremble violently.

Lu Ye's expression hardened slightly.

In his eyes, a faint trace of disappointment flickered at this moment.

Then it turned cold as iron.

The reincarnation obsession surged into the soul of the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor in its most violent form.

The reincarnation obsession intercepted by the Vermilion Bird collapsed completely, like a dam bursting.

The massive cycle of obsession transformed into a torrent, surging along the connection between the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor and the countless parasitized beings, violently crashing into the millions, tens of millions, and innumerable parasitic hosts.

At this moment, numerous small worlds were completely engulfed in screams.

A vast number of living beings perished.

They died in the most agonizing ways.

The soul of the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor twisted and shattered wildly, turning to ashes.

Lu Ye withdrew his hand.

At this moment, all traces of the cycle of obsession vanished from his soul.

The fourth toxin had completely disappeared.

The Vermilion Bird was exhausting every ounce of her strength to purge the cycle of obsession from her own soul.

She refused to endure such torment any longer—she would not bear even the slightest trace of the cycle of obsession again.

By the time the Vermilion Bird had completely cleansed the cycle of obsession from him,

the divine realm, the ghost realm, the demon realm, the fiend realm… countless small worlds had turned into lifeless wastelands.

Finally, the Vermilion Bird escaped from the boundless torment.

Gasping for breath, she had never before come so close to death—a death so absolute that not even rebirth through fire could save her.

Laughter echoed in the Vermilion Bird’s mind.

"Hahaha, kindness, kindness… hahaha…"

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