Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 546 All living beings are equal

It is known that Song Kezi is a bad person.

So those who dislike Song Kezi probably have some redeeming qualities.

Although hundreds or thousands of her phantom bodies died in a great battle, it doesn't mean she wanted to play with her own life.

She can't just see someone pitiful and then use "scooping the moon's reflection in the water" to take on their calamities and change their fate. If that were the case, how many people in Licheng wouldn't be pitiful now?

She needs to make the debt she owes more cost-effective.

Zhu Wuyao took out the strip of cloth that the big man handed her, squatted down beside him, and tied it back around his waist.

"Keep the strip of cloth your wife used to tie her hair."

This strip of cloth, with its endless symbolism of cause and effect, will lead this person to meet Mingzhu.

That's another dead end.

Zhu Wuyao is ultimately not the Heavenly Dao; there are only so many things she can do. She can only make changes and add details within the scope of what can be changed, and she also has to risk that if she makes too many changes, the Heavenly Dao will correct her.

Zhu Wuyao has seen his future.

This was the most valuable path within his capabilities, because the Great Han was living with the thought of courting death, and in the future he envisioned for himself, there was only the attainment of benevolence.

If a person seeks death, they will inevitably die.

With limited options available, Zhu Wuyao was powerless to help.

The moment I stood up—

Suddenly, a burst of spiritual energy carrying killing intent attacked from behind. Zhu Wuyao slightly turned his head, raised his hand and crushed the spiritual energy. When he looked back, there was no one there.

Upon witnessing this, Song Kezi reacted swiftly by donning a protective shield to safeguard herself.

"Ah! Someone's trying to kill you!"

Zhu Wuyao's figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he blocked the path of a junior cultivator.

After sizing the man up and down, I noticed that he was wary and secretly channeled his spiritual energy. His eyes were filled with hatred as he looked at Zhu Wuyao. He hated all cultivators.

His cultivation level is quite good, at the early stage of the Golden Core realm.

However, he was extremely unfamiliar with the use of spiritual power.

found it.

This is the person in Licheng who, despite being a mortal, killed a cultivator from the Juque Sect and seized his cultivation.

Zhu Wuyao was looking for him.

The pressure of the Nascent Soul stage cultivator was released with a roar, making the narrow alley feel even more suffocating and oppressive. The cultivator in front of him changed his expression drastically, and the Juque Sect spirit sword he had picked up was humming in his hand. He gritted his teeth and used his spiritual power to resist Zhu Wuyao's pressure.

"So many people have died...isn't that enough?!"

Unwilling to yield, he stubbornly thrust forward with his sword, the bones creaking.

In front of Zhu Wuyao, he seemed to have returned to his mortal days, feeling so powerless in the face of cultivators, a sense of powerlessness that made his eyes bloodshot.

"Buzz——"

The bladeless sword was drawn and thrust directly in front of Zhu Wuyao. The blade sank into the soil, humming in the narrow alley and unleashing a sharp, cold sword aura.

When Mingzhu finally arrived at Xuanshi Academy, Zhu Wuyao was in a state of turmoil and had no time to ponder the new path of cultivation for mortals.

The purpose of coming to Licheng was to let Song Kezi catch this fish and see its weight.

The sword energy was suppressed in the narrow alley, and even with Zhu Wuyao's restraint, it still left many small marks on the mud walls on both sides.

Those cultivators who directly faced the sword intent were even more disheveled.

He gritted his teeth and wildly unleashed his sword intent with the spirit sword in his hand. The spiritual power in his dantian surged and boiled under the pressure, but he could not unleash it no matter what.

In this narrow alley, the monks could hardly move an inch.

He roared angrily, "Kill me or torture me, just do it quickly! As a cultivator attacking a mortal... I see you're no match for me!"

Zhu Wuyao frowned slightly.

She discovered that this cultivator's Golden Core stage was largely exaggerated.

Despite possessing full cultivation, he could only utilize one or two-tenths of it due to a lack of understanding of how to use it.

Most importantly, his meridians were not yet open and were not suitable for the flow of spiritual energy. Under her pressure, he was like a faucet with its valve tightly closed, unable to draw upon any spiritual energy at all.

This made Zhu Wuyao somewhat worried about Mingzhu.

She was so distracted that day that she overlooked the matter.

Although Mingzhu had mastered her own Falling Leaf Sword technique and was somewhat better than the cultivator before her, her realm and the utilization rate of her cultivation were ultimately inferior to those of a steady and reliable cultivator.

Standing calmly at the alley entrance, Zhu Wuyao, like a villain, deliberately crossed his arms and smiled:

"Dare to attack me? Don't worry, after I've slaughtered the entire city, you'll be the last one I kill."

Having said that, and hearing the angry roar in his ears, Zhu Wuyao left in a carefree manner.

She planned to find a good vantage point to carefully observe the cultivator's spiritual energy circulation, but as soon as she stepped out of the narrow alley, she suddenly discovered something extraordinary—

Song Kezi went to play by herself.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and used his divine sense to sense the spiritual energy imprint left on him, and quickly found Song Kezi's whereabouts.

He was hiding in a tree, seemingly observing something with great interest. Zhu Wuyao's divine sense probed down and saw several children kicking and punching a dog.

The puppy, surrounded in the middle, howled and was kicked to the ground time and time again, while the children around it laughed cheerfully, oblivious to their worries.

Strangely enough, Song Kezi always seems to be able to find these darker, even darker, corners beneath the darkness.

The laughter of these children was even more shocking than the despair and numbness on the streets of Licheng.

Zhu Wuyao sighed softly, and was about to reach out and pick up the puppy when he suddenly saw Song Kezi holding a few pebbles. Without using any spiritual power, he mischievously threw them at the children, hitting them right on the forehead.

Then he jumped down from the tree, casually kicking the dog aside to make room for himself.

The puppy tucked its tail between its legs, howled, and disappeared without a trace.

He kicked each child one by one until all the children cried, then he smiled and said, just like the children before:

"Don't cry, everyone. Next, I'm going to choose the slowest kid and kick him again!"

Cultivators oppress mortals, mortals oppress the weak, and the weak then oppress the even weaker.

Looking at the scene before him, Zhu Wuyao suddenly said to Lingbi:

“There’s even a strange sense of equality among all beings.”

In his eyes, the big man, the mother and son, the children in front of him, and the dog he had just kicked all seemed to be completely equal.

Unless someone like Zhu Wuyao bullies him from time to time, it seems that everyone is equally hateful and detestable in his eyes, without exception.

Even his logic seems self-consistent—everyone weaker than him deserves to be bullied by him; therefore, it's perfectly acceptable for those stronger than him to bully him.

The Way has no distinction of high or low, or even right or wrong; it is simply proven by force. As long as one persists in this path and remains clear-minded, the path of cultivation will not be hindered.

So it's somewhat suspicious that his cultivation level is still only at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Zhu Wuyao suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

It seems she has inherited a huge problem from Sect Leader Fang and Gu Yiguan.