Hua Wuming shook his head and sighed. Beneath Di Ruyu's former glory, there had actually been a past like this.
The bloodthirsty Di Ruyu had not been without feelings. He had simply never met the right person.
Yet the person right for him had been doomed to die.
How could that not fill one with regret?
No wonder Di Ruyu had closed off his heart and never ventured into the world again.
Once a heartless person fell in love, he could never return to who he had been.
"I didn't want her to sacrifice herself for me. I cried and told her, 'I want you to live. I don't want to become some Heaven anymore. I only want you by my side...'"
Di Ruyu's expression darkened completely, his gaze vacant. He had been utterly desperate then. Born into the Ancient Devil Clan, he had never experienced such a feeling before. He had been so helpless.
He, who had slaughtered countless living beings, had knelt and wept before his dying Senior Sister. The dignity he had once valued above all else no longer mattered. He had held her hand and embraced her icy body.
"Senior Sister's hand trembled slightly as she touched my face. She called me foolish and said that if sacrificing her could let me attain a Heaven Grade Dao fruition, then it was a very worthwhile bargain. She was willing to sacrifice herself for me."
Di Ruyu pressed his lips tightly together as tremendous pain churned within him. Even after so much time had passed, whenever he recalled that scene, he could neither let it go nor accept it.
"Senior, please take comfort. There is still hope. At least you're still alive," Hua Wuming said softly.
"Senior Sister said she still wanted to go out with me to