lcionline Chapter 528 The Unrequited Answer
Chapter 528 The Unrequited Answer
Yes, he was rotten inside and out, and this rather handsome appearance was just a disguise for him to walk among the crowd and breed more evil thoughts.
Pus, blood, and poison had already seeped into the very foundation of his soul, blossoming into twisted and gorgeous flowers of evil.
But he often watched the world with a cold eye, sneer in his heart - aren't most people like this? It's just that they cover up their mistakes in some ways, some ingeniously, some ineptly.
No matter how radiant and brilliant a figure may be, or how they are praised as if they were a fallen immortal, how can we be sure that deep within their hearts, they don't harbor a single hidden secret? Who hasn't had a trace of unspeakable darkness sweep across their soul? Who doesn't have a few secrets buried deep within their hearts, hidden from the light of day?
So, Lu Wensheng, you are admired by thousands of people, praised as the dawn of righteousness, and seem to embody all the pure and upright energy in the world, what are your evil thoughts?
Shi Yubai stood on the top of the Demon Mountain, the howling demonic wind blowing his silver hair, his blood-red eyes looking down at the elegant figure below who was still moving forward steadily in the demonic tide.
He felt that he had broken free from all shackles and possessed the "egocentric" power to look down on all living beings. He often sneered at Lu Wensheng's "hypocrisy", and ridiculed his compassionate attitude as nothing more than an elaborate drama that he acted too hard and even believed in himself.
However, beneath this overwhelming demonic power and rampant hatred, there was a hint of urgency that even he himself did not want to delve into, but could not completely eliminate - he actually could not see through Lu Wensheng.
No matter how much he despised Lu Wensheng, he could not find even the slightest bit of the haze and cracks he expected.
This made him feel inexplicably irritated and... unwilling.
He was almost paranoid in wanting to tear off that warm and peaceful outer shell, and he was eager to know whether, beneath that impeccable mask, Lu Wensheng also had dark corners hidden inside him, just like him and all the other living beings in this world?
Are there selfish desires that cannot be expressed, hesitations and fears that gnaw at the soul in the dead of night, and fragile foundations that will be shaken or even collapsed in the face of absolute interests or desperate situations?
Rather than using his claws to easily crush Lu Wensheng's body and destroy his soul and form, deep down in his heart, he actually longed for a complete spiritual collapse and conquest.
He wanted to witness with his own eyes how the spine that had always been as straight as a bamboo was bent, how the eyes that seemed to be able to tolerate and see through everything lost their luster and were stained with despair, and how the belief that was regarded as a faith by countless people was shattered into pieces in the face of cruel reality.
What he wanted was not a simple death, but to deal the most fatal blow to the morality and emotions that Lu Wensheng cared about and insisted on the most, so as to make him doubt himself, his beliefs collapse, fall from the altar, be stained with the same mud as him, and finally admit that the so-called "light" in this world is nothing but a false bubble.
This is his real heart knot, an obsession entangled deep in his demonic soul, stronger than any seal.
For him, Lu Wensheng's existence has long surpassed that of a simple enemy or opponent, and has become a pursuit that must be "verified".
In his distorted cognition, people like Lu Wensheng are too strange and too unreasonable.
In this filthy and chaotic world, where the law of the jungle is the iron law and selfish desires are the norm, how could such an anomaly be born, who seems to be untainted by dust and has an indestructible will?
You can use the most vicious language to disparage his authenticity, question his motives, and mock his idealism, but in those unforeseen moments, when you witness him unhesitatingly protecting his fellow disciples in times of danger, hear his resolve to carry the prayers of the people with his frail body, and feel his compassion that stems not from arrogance but from respect for life itself...
Even though Shi Yubai had a heart as hard as stone and believed himself to be completely lost, a corner of his soul that had long been dead could not help but be stirred by a very faint touch that he himself was ashamed to admit.
That feeling was not one of recognition, nor of yearning, but rather a kind of shock that was almost absurd and seemed like something out of a "fairy tale".
Just like a mouse that is used to gnawing on carrion in the gutter, it accidentally looks up and catches a glimpse of a clear and bright moon hanging high in the sky.
It could not understand why the moon was so bright and why it could illuminate the earth without asking for anything in return. It only felt that the light was dazzling, false, and even... hateful.
Because it reflects all the filth and ugliness in oneself, leaving it exposed.
Thus, the shock and brief touch were quickly replaced by more violent resentment and desire for destruction.
He wanted more and more to prove that this bright moon was just an illusion, and its core might be no different from the mud under his feet, or even dirtier.
He searched frantically for any possible crack, any excuse to smear the mud.
He expected that at some critical moment, Lu Wensheng would make a selfish choice that was in line with "human nature" and would show even the slightest hesitation and cowardice.
Just once, just once.
As long as Lu Wensheng showed even the slightest flaw that a "mortal" should have, Shi Yubai would use this as a breakthrough point to laugh at and trample on him to his heart's content, throwing him into the same abyss as himself, thereby confirming his belief that "all beings are evil" and finding the ultimate and justifiable basis for his own depravity.
However, he has not been found yet.
Lu Wensheng is like a piece of warm jade that has been repeatedly polished by time and faith. It has an inner luster and solid texture. No matter how the external evil spirit erodes it or how fierce the wind and rain are, it still maintains that annoying integrity and clarity.
This almost weird "purity" became the only hard core in Shi Yubai's crazy will that could not be chewed or digested, like a thorn in the throat and a thorn in the back.
Sometimes he wondered, if Lu Wensheng was truly acting, then his acting was so extreme that he could even deceive the laws of nature. If he were real... then wouldn't this world, this fate, be the greatest mockery and injustice to Shi Yubai? Why could some be born in the light, walk the righteous path, while he could only struggle in the mire, ultimately dancing with the devil?
This "answer" that he had been longing for, this "purity" that could not be tainted, was like the most blazing poisonous flame, repeatedly burning his evil soul and twisting his murderous intent towards Lu Wensheng into a more complex and morbid obsession.
He not only wants to win, but also wants to win completely, and he wants to deny all the values represented by Lu Wensheng from the root.
Therefore, when he saw Lu Wensheng, under the protection of everyone, heading towards the top of the mountain, towards him, the World-Destroying Demon Lord, what surged in his heart was not only the excitement of destruction, but also a trembling anticipation that the final answer was about to be revealed.
He wanted to see, when all hope was extinguished, when the so-called faith seemed vulnerable in the face of absolute power, would Lu Wensheng's always calm and compassionate dark brown eyes finally reflect... the same abyssal color as his?
He was looking forward to that moment a thousand times, ten thousand times more than looking forward to a simple killing.