Chapter 442: Master’s Gentle Heart

This was his Master.

Ever since learning about his unclear relationship with Supreme Star Lord, Fu Young often wondered whether, if he had lived in this world long ago, back when Supreme Star Lord still existed, and had known that someone like his Master existed, would he still have unleashed the Blood Moon Calamity in an attempt to destroy the world and create a new one?

At any rate, he would not have.

Perhaps the world was ugly and corrupt, but as long as someone like his Master existed, this world was worth preserving.

Fu Young had always thought this way.

High above the sky, Tushan Qing sighed and rubbed his forehead in disbelief.

"My precious baby’s personality is way too different from the Terrestrial Fox bloodline! Not to mention the muddled and filthy minds of ordinary Terrestrial Fox bloodline descendants. Even if a descendant of the Terrestrial Fox bloodline has a relatively pure heart and isn’t filled with all sorts of messy thoughts, they still wouldn’t be this good. Even the Celestial Fox bloodline doesn’t constantly think about helping other people! Tsk, tsk, tsk... My precious baby really is... such a precious treasure!"

Although he spoke as though he was dissatisfied with Xiao Shou’s actions, his baby face actually wore an extremely brilliant smile.

When Xiao Shou began treating the wounded, the Ninefold Elixir Gate Master had already arrived with the other cultivators. Their arrival, combined with the fact that Xiao Shou and Fu Young had destroyed the teleportation array and eliminated most of the demon soldiers, greatly boosted the morale of the city defense cultivators, who had previously been retreating step by step.

The city defense forces immediately joined hands with the arriving cultivators and wiped out the remaining demon soldiers.

After making the necessary arrangements, the Ninefold Elixir Gate Master finally noticed Xiao Shou treating the wounded. He was slightly taken aback, then his eyes flickered as he flew over and sincerely said, "Young Master Xiao, your benevolent heart is truly admirable. Thanks to the timely intervention of you and your disciple, so many cultivators here were able to survive."

"We... still arrived too late." Thinking of the devastation he had witnessed along the way, with corpses covering the ground and the battlefield resembling a sea of blood and mountains of corpses, Xiao Shou’s eyes flashed with a trace of unbearable sorrow. Clenching his fists, he said, "Everyone, let’s hurry. The sooner we reach the next battlefield, the sooner we can reduce the number of casualties."

The Ninefold Elixir Gate Master had gradually come to understand some of Xiao Shou’s true personality from his expressions and actions. This time, he did not ask Xiao Shou and Fu Young to help. He already knew that as long as Xiao Shou witnessed the devastation of a battlefield, he would be unable to resist helping. Once Xiao Shou acted, how could his disciple possibly remain uninvolved?

Therefore, as soon as Xiao Shou finished speaking, he immediately nodded.

"Mm! Young Master Xiao is right."

"Things here have mostly been taken care of. Let’s go to the next battlefield!"

They were all old foxes. If the Ninefold Elixir Gate Master could see through this, how could the others fail to notice?

The Sect Master of the Divine Armament Sect had also gained some insight. Seeing that the demon soldiers here had already been completely eliminated through the combined efforts of the cultivators, with only the cleanup of the battlefield remaining, he immediately suggested this.

Just as Xiao Shou had almost finished treating the wounded, he immediately nodded and gave a simple response.

"Mm!"

The group then quickly headed toward the southwestern battlefield.

This time, everyone arrived together, and the hellish scene on the battlefield fell into their eyes.

Perhaps the demon soldiers on this battlefield belonged to a different race from those on the previous two battlefields. The demon soldiers there had been the silent, murderous type that devoured the Golden Cores and Nascent Souls within cultivators’ dantians. The ones here seemed to be bloodthirsty carnivores.

After killing severely wounded cultivators, they did not spare their physical bodies either. In addition to devouring their Golden Cores and Nascent Souls, they even tore apart and ate their flesh. After countless Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators were killed, their corpses were left mutilated and incomplete.

The remaining cultivators resisted passively, their faces filled with terror.

When Xiao Shou and the others arrived, they happened to witness countless bloodthirsty demon soldiers holding human cultivators’ corpses and gnawing on them voraciously.

Seeing such a cruel scene, Xiao Shou immediately felt bile rise in his throat. An intense sense of nausea and unbearable pity surged through his heart.

At that moment, he felt that he had to do something without dragging Young’er down. He had to find some way to help everyone eliminate these demon soldiers. Otherwise, he knew he would regret it whenever he remembered this scene in the future.

"Master! Do whatever you want. You don’t need to worry about me. Even if every cultivator in the Heaven Origin Realm joined forces against me, there would be nothing for me to fear. In this world, aside from you, I fear no one. Therefore, no one except you can make me hesitate, hold back, or hide my abilities out of fear."

At that moment, Fu Young suddenly tightened his grip on Xiao Shou’s hand and spoke, his gaze completely open and sincere.

Looking into his beloved disciple’s eyes, Xiao Shou knew that every word he said was sincere. Yet he understood even more clearly that if Fu Young repeatedly used All Laws Forbidden, the greater the possibility that the true power of this divine ability would be exposed.

The ability to suppress all techniques was a fatal threat to cultivators. Once they learned about it, most cultivators, following the cruel laws of survival in the cultivation world, would definitely choose to eliminate such a threat.

One or two or three cultivators were nothing for their master disciple pair to fear. But what if there were thousands upon thousands? What if it were the entire Heaven Origin Realm?