Ah, the word "love" was the most wounding of all... Meng Qi sighed inwardly, then said solemnly, "Without the Pure Yang Sect, Great Zhou might have fallen to the Grasslands long ago. How could there have been any Yan Ran? In truth, trying to change history tens of thousands of years ago could at most have influenced the overall situation and affected the related Dharmakayas. It couldn't precisely produce the desired effect on an Exterior's fate. If we truly intended to revive her, the best choice would be to help the current Xuan Nü Incarnation reach her full potential, then let Yan Ran take control."
Afraid that the coldhearted Emperor and the madman ruled by passion would clash and split apart again, Meng Qi added, "A man without compassion may not be a true hero, but how could pitying one's children make a man any less a husband?"
Gao Lan fixed Meng Qi with a keen gaze. "Third Brother, what are you talking about?"
"I just wanted to see whether, without the Pure Yang Sect and Chong He, with Hutuktu not gravely wounded, Guerduo would have been strangled in the cradle. The Heaven Punishing Axe could help him resist the currents of time, but it couldn't protect him from losing his 'existence' as a result of history changing. The only way would be to change history again and restore his existence. Wouldn't that make the whole thing pointless? Or did Guerduo already believe he could defeat Hutuktu outright back then?"
Uh... Meng Qi looked at Gao Lan and was once again at a loss for words. Had he misunderstood? There wasn't the slightest hint of pain in his eyes.
When it came to his eldest brother, now recovered from his madness, Meng Qi could never follow his train of thought...