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Hun Xiu closed his eyes, tears rolling down his cheeks.

His little hands clenched into fists, squeezing until they turned pale.

That was right.

Hun Xiu had already made his decision. He chose the latter.

He would bear the consequences of his choice.

Even if his choice led down a road of no return, he would finish it through tears.

After all, compared to perishing together with the former option, dying beyond all hope, he would rather choose the latter.

This was a world filled with endless unknowns, a world of unfathomable mystery.

What if...

What if he became an expert who stood above heaven and earth someday? Then he might have another chance, right? Only by living could he have opportunities.

If he died?

He would have nothing.

Heaven would not play such a joke on him a second time, nor would it grant him another chance at rebirth. He did not dare gamble.

He was gathering his resolve. He raised his head slightly as tears dripped down his cheeks.

He was only a child, yet he had to bear things no one his age should have to bear.

Perhaps becoming an expert meant learning to be ruthless.

This Fire Devouring Scripture was forging a true expert, one who would stand completely above heaven and earth.

To be an expert, ruthlessness was essential.

Being ruthless toward others was nothing.

The key was being ruthless toward oneself. That was true ruthlessness. Perhaps that was why the first thing the Fire Devouring Scripture required was—castration.

Only someone ruthless enough toward himself could be ruthless toward everything on the continent. Only then could he become a true expert who stood above heaven and earth.

After a long while.

Hun Xiu opened his eyes. Tears still welled in them, but he held them back.

He continued to tilt his head up. He could not let his tears fall again. If he wanted to become an expert, the first thing he had to learn was not to shed tears lightly.

Bleed, but do not cry.

His little fists, which had been clenched pale, loosened as well.

After another long while.

Hun Xiu had gathered his resolve.

"Phew..."

He let out a long breath. Looking at the Fire Devouring Scripture before him, he brushed the Storage Ring around his neck with his little hand.

At once, a small knife three inches long appeared in his hand.

He was still too small, and his fingers were too tiny. The Storage Ring could not fit around them at all.

So he could only tie the Storage Ring to a small cord and hang it around his neck. Once he grew a little bigger, he would be able to wear it on his hand.

Hun Xiu tightly gripped the three-inch knife in his right hand.

Hun Xiu had said he would not cry, but at this moment, he still could not hold back his tears.

"I'm going back on my word now. I hope you won't blame me."

"I have no choice either. I truly have no other choice."

"If I don't deal with this, both you and I will be finished."

As he said this, Hun Xiu closed his eyes again, tears streaming down uncontrollably. He was preparing to say his final farewell.

When he opened his eyes, the three-inch knife in his hand came down.

But just then, a gentle breeze blew over, and Hun Xiu's movement stopped in midair.

The breeze had flipped the Fire Devouring Scripture open to its second page, and the contents of that page deeply attracted him.

That was why his hand remained suspended in the air instead of falling.

There were still only a few short words on the second page, but those few words made Hun Xiu's heart tremble slightly.

"HAHAHAHA..."

Hun Xiu burst into laughter and tossed the three-inch knife aside. With Hun Xiu's current strength—

The little three-inch knife actually turned into a flying dagger and plunged into a large tree.

Normally, Hun Xiu would have been shocked and marveled at it, but his attention was no longer there.

He threw back his head and laughed, completely at ease. Within his childish laughter was a sense of relief and surviving a disaster.

In the distance, Soul Emperor and Nihility Devouring Flame had been watching Hun Xiu's every move. Seeing what he was doing now, the two exchanged a glance, both unable to understand what it meant. He had cried bitterly, then gathered his resolve, shed tears, made up his mind, and now he was laughing again.

No one could see through what this Xiu'er was doing!

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Hun Xiu could not help coughing, but his tender little face remained full of smiles.

He stood up and directly pulled down his pants.

He relieved himself comfortably.

As Hun Xiu urinated, he said with a laugh, "I thought I was going to lose it forever."

"But now it seems I was only overthinking everything."

"Please take care of me for the rest of my life."

Once Hun Xiu finished speaking, the stream stopped.

He picked up the Fire Devouring Scripture from the ground and left. The sun was nearly setting.

It was time for him to leave. He would come back tomorrow.

He had not expected that he, Hun Xiu, would spend so long gathering his resolve.

Even after all that preparation, he still had not managed to give himself a cut.

Fortunately, he had not done it. When the breeze blew just now, it accidentally flipped to the second page.

The second page of the Fire Devouring Scripture was precisely why Hun Xiu had given up on cutting himself.

Although there were only a few short words on the second page of the Fire Devouring Scripture, they were especially eye-catching.

They could even be described as glittering with golden light.

The contents of that second page were: "No need to castrate yourself; you can still practice it."

It was also eight words, yet the feeling it gave upon reading it was completely different from the first page. It felt like falling from the human world into hell, then flying from hell to heaven.

That was right.

That was exactly the feeling. Such extreme ups and downs were enough to make anyone question life.

At the same time, Hun Xiu felt incredibly fortunate. Fortunately, he had stopped at the crucial moment, and he was also grateful for that breeze.

Otherwise, he might have regretted it for the rest of his life.

Even if he eventually found a way to make up for it.

This also made Hun Xiu understand that he could not draw conclusions too early in the future, or he would be the one to suffer the loss.

If he had truly done it this time and then seen the contents of the second page, Hun Xiu figured he would never have forgiven himself for the rest of his life.

He would probably have fallen into madness and become a lunatic.

Fortunately, none of it had happened.