"Yes! No matter what, I'll remember you!" Xingyao said firmly.
Only then did Ling Xian's eyes brim with tears as his mood eased.
As expected, this kid only responds to softness, not force.
Li Guxian withdrew the celestial phenomenon of the sword path and drifted over to me, whispering, "Well? Is he your seed?"
I gave an awkward smile. "Could you not put it that way?"
"No. He feels a lot like you. What should we do next? Beat him up again?" Li Guxian asked.
"He'll probably cause more trouble eventually, so let's just treat this as a warm-up for now." I shrugged.
"All right. Looks like you still remember how to stir things up." Li Guxian smiled.
I drifted in front of Ling Xian and said, "I can save you once, but I can't keep saving you time and again. And you actually fell into the evil path out of spite over love between a man and a woman. What kind of hero does that make you?"
"Who was acting out of spite!? And what do you mean by the evil path? Is what I'm doing the evil path?" Ling Xian stubbornly retorted.
"If you neither distinguish good from evil nor consider the consequences, what else could it be if not the evil path?" I said with a frown, then looked toward Xingyao. "Do you like the evil path?"
"How could I possibly like the evil path?" Xingyao shook her head.
Ling Xian angrily demanded, "And you're not on the evil path? How are the things you did before any different from what an evil immortal would do?"
"I was merely testing you. I never expected you to buckle under such little pressure, walk down a road of darkness to the very end, and become an accomplice of Lingshan