"Different?"
Bodhi thought killing off his weakness amounted to the same thing.
He glanced at Little You.
"A weakness."
Those two words were terrifying.
"Daddy, will you keep working with them?" Little You asked.
"Impossible," Bodhi said.
"Why?"
"Because we are monsters born from two hundred thousand years of hatred harbored by the Ghost God Clan. We were born for revenge. Everyone responsible for our two-hundred-thousand-year nightmare must pay ten thousand times over!"
"Our bodies were forged from the blood and sweat of our ancestors. We don't belong to ourselves. We belong to the entire Ghost God Clan—to rage, to hatred, to the sorrow of these two hundred thousand years. Do you understand?"
The more Bodhi spoke, the more agitated he became.
"I understand. Little You can't eat green grass. Because of hatred, I have to eat human flesh."
Little You spoke as though she only half understood.
"That's right."
Bodhi smiled, satisfied, and nodded.
"Little You, we gained quite a lot from tonight's battle."
"I think the time has come."
After leaving the courtyard, Li Tianming and Jiang Feiling immediately departed the moon realm and rushed toward the Yanhuang Continent.
"Big brother, the lunar royals have two hearts."
This time Jiang Feiling hugged him from behind, pressing herself against his back as she spoke.
"I know."
"Will there ever be a use for the other Lingxin Curse?" Jiang Feiling asked.
"I hope not. Who wants to threaten someone with a child? I don't," Li Tianming said.
"Unless Bodhi has lost his mind. But he doesn't look like that kind of person," Jiang Feiling said.
"That's because you can see his face, not his heart," Li Tianming said.
The human heart was complicated.
Some were selfish and lived for themselves alone; if they didn't look out for themselves, heaven