"I lived so that certain people could live better!" Xiao Hua said, enunciating every word. "My life was saved by those I loved most, and likewise by those who cared for me. I lived so as not to let their deaths be in vain! Only if I lived would they have a chance to live; if I died, they would not live either. If I lived, I could let more people live, let them see tomorrow's sun, let them eat enough food to fill their bellies."
"You truly lived nobly, truly magnificently!" A trace of mockery flashed through Chu Yang's eyes. "Who knew how many sanctimonious people had said such words? Yet after saying them, they turned around and committed deeds that outraged both gods and men, deeds that defied Heaven and harmed reason."
"Perhaps others were like that! But this Xiao will not be!" Though Xiao Hua could not make sense of why Chu Yang spoke this way, he still answered sincerely. "If you thought only this way, what sunlight would remain in this world? What would there be left to cherish?"
"Yes, I simply felt there was nothing in this world worth cherishing," Chu Yang nodded, then turned his gaze back toward the Blood Swamp and replied.
"No way!" Xiao Hua was utterly stunned. He looked Chu Yang up and down, unable to understand. Chu Yang was, at the very least, a grandmaster around the fourth grade of Yuan force. Having cultivated to such a realm, how could he possibly harbor such an inconceivable thought?
"What Fellow Immortal Chu said was truly laughable!" Xiao Hua said with a smile. "From the day we Daoist sect cultivators began cultivating, we were under the control of Confucian cultivators. Whenever we made even the slightest progress in cultivation, it was accompanied