darknovel Chapter 8 – The same kind of people
Chapter 8 – The same kind of people
Tao Mian didn't do anything unnecessary; he simply placed a talisman on the center of Li Li's forehead.
The talisman paper looked quite ordinary...
Lu Yuandi held back her tears. She wasn't one to cry easily, and after sobbing, she felt a bit embarrassed. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve and approached Shi Fu with reddened eyes.
"Little Tao, what's wrong with him?"
"He's lost all five senses, but he's not dead," Tao Mian replied, glancing back at his disciple's face. "Do you want him dead? Shi Fu can take care of it."
Lu Yuandi was wrapped in a clean outer robe, large enough to cover her, which Tao Mian had handed to her. She clutched the collar and shook her head.
"Do you want to let him dead?"
"No," Lu Yuandi stepped forward, lowered her gaze, and looked coldly at her enemy. "Little Tao, don't interfere. I'll handle the rest."
Lu Yuandi didn't want Tao Mian to dirty his hands. The Peach Blossom Immortal shouldn't have his hands stained with blood; he didn't belong to the mortal world and shouldn't be entangled in worldly affairs.
It was because of her that he got involved in the mortal realm.
From that day on, Lu Yuandi made a silent vow. She wanted to be independent and strong; she couldn't hide behind Shi Fu forever, being just a crying little girl.
Tao Mian gazed at his second disciple for a long time, then gently patted her head.
"Yuan Di, be safe and happy."
A simple and sincere reminder almost brought tears to Lu Yuandi's eyes again.
She quickly lowered her head.
"I will, Little Tao, don't worry."
Tao Mian said he would stay a few more days because he was worried about Lu Yuandi being alone.
But Lu Yuandi was firm in her stance; she didn't want Tao Mian to get involved in the disputes.
She said, Little Tao, hurry back to Peach Blossom Mountain, the flowers are about to bloom, and Wu Changzai is still waiting.
Tao Mian understood her intentions, nodded, and turned to leave the camp.
He came and went without a trace, and none of the soldiers in the camp, except for the one he knocked out, noticed his presence.
He should have left easily, but unfortunately, a young man appeared halfway.
The young man looked anxious, as if
Suddenly, she lost all interest, feeling weary.
"I don't hate you."
She said.
Li Li, hearing this, thought he was dreaming.
"Lu Yuandi, you say you don't hate? Ha, how could you not hate? You pretended to be a bullied former princess outside, while secretly taking revenge on my entire Li family, guilty and innocent alike, sparing none. You say you don't hate?!"
Li Li laughed loudly, as if he had heard the most absurd joke in the world, his laughter filled with deep sorrow.
Lu Yuandi's tone remained calm as water.
"I don't hate you. If I hated, I wouldn't have spared you in the military camp.
Hatred is an emotion that makes people lose their reason; I don't hate."
Li Li stopped laughing, as if he understood something.
A mournful and sarcastic smile tugged at his lips.
"You and I are the same kind of people."
Lu Yuandi didn't deny it. Suddenly, a dark red bell appeared between the fingers of her right hand, with a small insect crawling inside.
Li Li recognized it as the mother of the Gu Poison.
A gentle squeeze, and with the mother insect's death, Li Li wouldn't survive either.
The great general didn't die gloriously, surrounded by the love and support of the people. His life was filled with military achievements, greed for power was real, but so was his protection of the nation.
This time, Li Li laughed at himself.
The victor becomes king, the loser a bandit.
"Lu Yuandi, you've chosen the wrong path. This road will only become narrower, a lifetime of loneliness. Don't ever look back."
Looking back, all would be desolate.
Many years later, Lu Yuandi would recall Li Li's words, as if they were a venomous prophecy that trapped her for life.
But at that time, Lu Yuandi didn't care much. Her goal remained singular.
She wanted to become the emperor.
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