Chu Mo nodded. He had heard some of these matters before, including the real name Ding Ling of the Blood Demon Ancestor, from Wang Zhong during his time in the Land of Sin. Thus, hearing it now from Feng Chun, Chu Mo immediately knew that Feng Chun was not lying.

"At that time, I didn't know who he was. I wanted to call him uncle, but he wouldn't allow it, saying that seniority in the Cultivation Realm isn't determined by age. He told me to just call him Brother. He never forced me to do anything, even after he turned to the demonic path, he never forced me to do anything," Feng Chun said softly after taking another drink.

"So, turning to the demonic path was your own choice, wasn't it?" Chu Mo looked at Feng Chun and asked.

Feng Chun first shook his head and then slowly nodded, saying, "This matter, when it comes down to it, isn't really complicated. Think about it, with my background, I hadn't even seen powerful cultivators, let alone understand the Demon Clan. Not understanding them, naturally, I couldn't despise them. Even after I later learned some things about the Demon Clan, my mindset didn't change much. After all, it was the beasts in the mountains that killed my father, not demons. And it was people who killed my mother, not demons."

Chu Mo nodded; he was beginning to understand Feng Chun's thoughts.

"After Brother Ding chose to turn to the demonic path, for a while, he became very irritable, and his temper became violent. But whenever he faced me, he was the same as before. Once I asked him, what's really the difference between the Demon Clan and the Human Clan. He told me, 'The Demon Clan are naturally cold, not fond of socializing, prefer solitude. The Demon Clan is bloodthirsty and brutal, over little things that humans might resolve differently, the demons might just start a massacre. I said isn't it the same with many humans too? Like those bandits.'" Feng Chun's eyes showed a hint of reminiscence as he continued, "He told me, 'It's still different. Humans have humanity; the Demon Clan is a different race. The world as seen through their eyes is different from the world humans see. Their thoughts and ways of handling things are also completely different. Since you are human, you should not think about turning into a demon.'"

Chu Mo nodded. Despite the deep-seated hatred between him and the Blood Demon Ancestor, he somewhat agreed with what the Blood Demon Ancestor had originally told Feng Chun.

Feng Chun continued, "I asked him, 'If you think this way, then why do you still choose to turn to demon?' Feng Chun glanced at Chu Mo, 'Although I called him brother, in my eyes, he was no different from my father.'"

Chu Mo nodded.

Feng Chun said, "So, at that time, I really didn't understand why he chose to turn to demon. Later, when I cultivated to the Great Luo Jinxian realm, he took me to many places in the Heavenly Realm. He let me see many things. At that time, I suddenly understood a bit. Brother Ding's pursuit was a higher level of Dao. He wanted to achieve Dao. And in this world, the strongest people are the emperors. Ah, at that time, I didn't know some extremely talented cultivators had reached the Quasi-Supreme realm. But I already knew that wanting to achieve Dao in this world was almost impossible."

Chu Mo nodded again.

Feng Chun continued, "Though I understood his choice, I couldn't accept his method. Until one day, he asked me, 'Do you want to choose to turn to demon?' Because he had some demonic seeds, which can quickly make a person powerful. Then, he told me about the harms of the demonic seed. For example, being controlled by him. For example, after I die, my cultivation and memories would be taken over by the demonic seed, serving as his nourishment."

Chu Mo thought to himself, this must have been when Feng Chun chose to turn to demon.

Feng Chun gave a bitter smile, "At that time I had understood a lot of things, and I was also clear about the grievances between the Demon Clan and the Human Clan. To tell the truth, it's a hatred between races. Deep or not deep… it's actually not that deep. After all, I hadn't experienced it, nor had I been harmed by the Demon Clan. But at that time, I didn't want to turn to demon. However, I could feel that he hoped I would take this step. So I agreed. Because my life was given by him. If it weren't for him that night many years ago, I would have gone with my mother. Thus, what I owe him, I can ensure one thing, that he would never actively harm me. In that case, even if after I die, if my cultivation is taken away by the demonic seed, even if I become his nourishment, what does it matter?"

Chu Mo looked at Feng Chun, speaking indifferently, "In that case, you would no longer be you. And in this world, there would no longer be you."

Feng Chun nodded, "I understand, I understand all, my soul would be scattered. But my young friend, have you ever seen reincarnation in this world?"

Chu Mo was slightly startled, "It's said there is, but I've never seen it."

"Yes, powerful cultivators can seize, can become another person. But who has seen real reincarnation happening in this world? Uh, for example, the countless beings… in the entire Heavenly Realm, whether mortal or immortal, multitudes of billions of creatures. Who remembers who they were in their previous life? Who can foresee who they will be in their next life?"

Chu Mo was silent for a long time before he spoke softly, "I also don't believe in reincarnation. I only seek this lifetime."

"If that's the case, then what does it matter whether the soul is scattered or not?" Feng Chun drank a sip of wine, then looking at Chu Mo, said, "One should repay even the smallest drop of kindness with a spring. He saved my life back then, and he had the grace of fostering me. Therefore, it's only normal for me to repay him with my life."

This statement left Chu Mo speechless. At this point, he no longer wanted to argue with Feng Chun about how evil the Blood Demon Ancestor was. Because to Feng Chun, the Blood Demon Ancestor he saw was the one who saved his life, the one who raised him, a brother who was both a teacher and a father!

So, even if the Blood Demon Ancestor was heinously wicked, even if he were utterly irredeemable, in Feng Chun's heart, the Blood Demon Ancestor would always be his dearest person.

Chu Mo picked up a cup of wine, drained it in one gulp and then looked at Feng Chun, "Does the senior know that the Blood Demon Ancestor has already died?"

"I know," Feng Chun sighed quietly. "The demon seed within me is somehow connected by bloodline to him, with a sensing that echoes from a distance. The moment he perished, the demon seed inside me nearly exploded. It was extremely unrestful. But, after all, it wanted to absorb my essence and live, so it did not burst forth. Perhaps... Brother Ding suppressed it at the last moment. Anyway, it suddenly calmed down. But at that moment, my heart was filled with endless sorrow. I knew then."

Chu Mo nodded and looked at him, "What are you planning to do now, Senior?"

"Planning?" Feng Chun glanced at him, then said, "Actually, I really hoped that you would have come to me five years ago, then either to suppress me, kill me, or I could have taken my own life... Because that way, I wouldn't be as miserable as now, nor as conflicted. Because I know very clearly that your killing him was completely justified."

"But Senior is conflicted, not sure whether you should take revenge for the person who raised you, right?" Chu Mo said calmly.

Feng Chun gave a bitter smile and nodded, "Yes, from a moral standpoint, I have no reason to target you, not even the thoughts of hatred should arise. But, humans are complex beings after all, I cannot be wholly impartial."

"I can understand," Chu Mo nodded. "That's why I calmly drank the poisoned wine that Senior offered."

Feng Chun forced a smile, "But the poison couldn't harm you, could it?"

"Yes, Senior surely knows my alchemy skills better than anyone. But still, Senior was afraid of poisoning me, using the most easily detectable poison. Honestly, this kind of poison, probably even a novice potion maker would notice. Not to mention an alchemist." Chu Mo smiled, "Though I'm not an alchemist, the poison really can't harm me."

Feng Chun nodded, with an open expression, "But I still did it, because I had to avenge Brother Ding. Of course, the fact that it didn't harm you is because you're too powerful. The young giant of the Heavenly Realm, the best among alchemists. I, Feng Chun, admit my inferiority. So the only thing I can do is poison myself."

Chu Mo sighed, "Why should Senior go to such lengths? This poison, to solve it, is just a matter of thought."

"But I can't see clearly," Feng Chun shook his head. "I owe him a life, I must return it. Today I'm sorry to you, but I no longer have the chance to make amends. I'll just owe it, and if there really is reincarnation, I wish to make amends when I meet you in the next life."

Above the void, rumbling sounds began, with strange phenomena arising.

This was Emperor Feng Chun's word becoming reality. This was also the oath of Feng Chun, the ninth head of Lingdan Hall.

"Do you really need to do this?" Chu Mo looked at Feng Chun, somewhat sad. "Over the years, too many have died because of the Blood Demon Ancestor. Now that the Blood Demon Ancestor has perished, the demon seed inside you, maybe temporarily I can't completely resolve it, but in the future..."

Feng Chun waved his hand, "Young friend, I appreciate your kindness, thank you! But it's not necessary. Let this matter rest, I will repay all Brother Ding's kindness with my death. I hope you will treat Lingdan Hall well. Hmm, though, it isn't necessary for me to say this. After all, there's something between Liu Yun and you..."

Feng Chun spoke, his expression as usual as he drank another cup of wine, then said, "However, Liu Yun and Liu Feng have been cultivating in seclusion for these years, I can sense there seems to be some issues. But what exactly they are, it's up to you to find out."

Feng Chun picked up the wine jar, filled his cup, then raised it towards Chu Mo, "It's a great fate to have met you, young friend. Our ties end here, let's drink this cup. And please, do one last thing for me."

"Please speak," Chu Mo responded solemnly.

"I've already informed the other eight heads about my affairs, so no one will trouble you. When the moment comes for the demon seed to erupt, please suppress it immediately and destroy it. It's not me, nor can it serve as nourishment for Brother Ding. Keeping it is useless, better to destroy it," Feng Chun looked at Chu Mo. "In this life, I'm utterly alone, with no attachments except for my deep feelings for my niece, Liu Yun. But I've just met your wife. She's very beautiful and outstanding. You're very lucky. It's a pity for my niece, but if possible, treat her well."

After finishing, Feng Chun raised his last cup of wine, gestured to Chu Mo, and then threw his head back and drank it all.

Chu Mo silently nodded and also drank down his own cup.

At that moment, the poison in the wine began to act. This kind of poison could easily poison an Emperor to death under normal circumstances; however, for a medical saint like Feng Chun, the only reason he could be killed by poison was because he chose to die.

In his death, he repaid a past kindness, ending all grudges and debts.

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