The Quest for Immortality - Chapter 320

Chapter 320: The Truth

How did Mo Hua know? Had he seen that pig?

But how was this possible?

Qian Xing was shocked.

Mo Hua's face remained expressionless, but inside, he was even more shocked than Qian Xing.

He hadn't expected that someone from the Qian family had indeed been to Heishan Stronghold, and that person was Qian Xing!

Who exactly took him to Heishan Stronghold?

Mo Hua asked, "Who took you there?"

Qian Xing refused to say.

"If you don't tell me, do you think I won't find out?"

Qian Xing stiffened his neck and said, "If you know, why are you asking me?"

Mo Hua was slightly taken aback, thinking that Qian Xing was not stupid, but rather clever at this moment.

"If you don't speak, don't think you'll leave here alive," Mo Hua threatened again.

"If I tell you, my great-grandfather won't spare me either!"

Mo Hua was stunned, "Great-grandfather?"

Qian Xing's face instantly turned pale.

Mo Hua looked at Qian Xing with a complex expression.

He had just praised Qian Xing for not being stupid, but now this idiot had revealed the truth himself.

He said that his great-grandfather wouldn't spare him, so the one who took him into the mountains was his great-grandfather.

Qian Xing's great-grandfather was... the Qian family's old ancestor!

Mo Hua's gaze gradually turned cold.

It was actually... the Qian family's old ancestor.

If he remembered correctly, rumors had it that the Qian family's old ancestor was already half-buried in his coffin and near death.

There is great fear between life and death.

So, in order to avoid death, he refined the Longevity Pill to extend his life...

Qian Xing was both regretful and frightened, his voice trembling:

"What exactly... do you know?"

Mo Hua looked at Qian Xing without answering, instead asking, "Have you been to Heishan Stronghold?"

Qian Xing was somewhat bewildered, "What is Heishan Stronghold?"

It seemed Qian Xing didn't know where he had been...

Mo Hua asked again, "Why did your old ancestor take you into the mountains and let you know about feeding people to demons?"

If Mo Hua's guess was correct, most of the Qian family's disciples were unaware of the Heishan Stronghold incident.

Even many elders of the Qian family might not know.

The Qian family's old ancestor, fearing exposure, hid it from the Qian family disciples to prevent news from leaking out and being discovered by the Dao Court, which would lead to their extermination by the Dao soldiers.

But why did he tell Qian Xing?

Although Qian Xing was a direct descendant, he was a playboy with decent spiritual roots but inherently lazy, using his status to bully others, unlike a core disciple nurtured by the Qian family.

"I won't say," Qian Xing's face was livid.

Mo Hua silently looked at Qian Xing and said, "But you've already said it. You've already told me the most confidential matter of the Qian family."

Qian Xing was panic-stricken, "Impossible, how could this be a secret..."

"Do you know what your great-grandfather did?"

Qian Xing was at a loss, muttering, "It's just killing people to feed demons, what's the big deal? It's not a Qian family cultivator, so why does it matter if they live or die?"

Mo Hua looked at him deeply, "It seems you know nothing."

Qian Xing's eyes were confused, "Know what?"

"If I tell the Dao Court about this, your Qian family could be exterminated!"

Qian Xing's eyes widened, "Impossible! It's just killing someone, how could..."

"But you don't have to worry, you might not live to see the day your Qian family is exterminated..."

Mo Hua looked at Qian Xing, half-smiling, "Because you leaked the secret, your old ancestor might kill you first!"

"You're lying to me!"

"How about we make a bet?"

Qian Xing was both frightened and angry.

Betting was pointless, winning brought no benefit, losing meant death.

Qian Xing didn't believe Mo Hua, but he knew in his heart that Mo Hua was right.

This matter couldn't be revealed. If outsiders found out, the old ancestor would be the first to kill him.

Even if he was the old ancestor's great-grandson...

Then he thought of killing Mo Hua, so no one would know.

This thought quickly extinguished itself.

Mo Hua was no longer the same; he couldn't be provoked. Qian Xing wasn't Mo Hua's opponent, even if he tried to play tricks, Mo Hua would see through them.

In an instant, Qian Xing felt despair, like a drowning person gasping for breath, suddenly finding a lifeline.

Qian Xing, in a panic, knelt before Mo Hua, "Mo Hua, save me! You're so clever, you must be able to save me!"

Mo Hua remained unmoved, puzzled, "Are you stupid? Why should I save you? Not killing you is already good enough."

Qian Xing hurriedly said, "Save my life, and I'll tell you everything!"

Mo Hua's eyes flashed, "Really?"

Qian Xing nodded, "Really, I'll tell you everything!"

Mo Hua pondered for a moment, found a tree stump, and sat down:

"Alright, tell me everything about your old ancestor feeding people to demons from the beginning to the end."

Qian Xing hesitated.

Mo Hua said, "As long as you speak, I'll teach you how to save yourself."

Qian Xing was still hesitant, thinking for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Alright!"

Qian Xing recalled the events, his face pale, and began:

"When I was seven, I went to play at my great-grandfather's place. Tired from playing, I fell asleep on his couch. Half-asleep, I was awakened by a noise. When I opened my eyes, I saw a cultivator with my great-grandfather's arm piercing through his chest..."

"Who was that cultivator?" Mo Hua asked.

Qian Xing shook his head, "I don't know. It's been so many years, I can't remember his appearance clearly. I only heard him shouting, 'The Qian family will not die well' or something like that."

It must have been someone seeking revenge on the Qian family. The Qian family had made many enemies over the years.

"Was he at the Foundation Building stage?"

"He should be." Qian Xing nodded, continuing:

"I saw the blood and screamed in fear. My great-grandfather was also surprised. Maybe because my cultivation was too low, my presence was too weak, he didn't notice me at first. Then, my great-grandfather warned me not to speak of what I saw."

Mo Hua frowned, "Someone sought revenge, your great-grandfather killed them, that's not much to speak of."

Qian Xing shook his head, "What my great-grandfather told me not to speak of was not this."

Mo Hua was stunned, "Then what was it?"

Qian Xing struggled with his expression, hesitating for a long time before honestly saying:

"My great-grandfather was nearing his end, his spiritual power gradually weakening, his body aging. The great-grandfather I usually saw was kind and frail, but that night..."

Qian Xing swallowed, his voice trembling, "His eyes were red, his body strong, his hair only half-white, looking very frightening..."

Mo Hua was deeply shocked.

The Qian family's old ancestor had indeed taken the Longevity Pill to extend his life.

"And then?"

Mo Hua asked, wanting to know what happened next.

Qian Xing, still haunted by the memory, said, "My great-grandfather looked at me, his eyes showing a hint of killing intent. I knelt before him, calling him 'great-grandfather', crying and begging him, promising not to speak. My great-grandfather seemed to be moved but still hesitated, not knowing whether to spare me."

"My great-grandfather thought for a while and then asked me, 'Do you want to be the head of the Qian family?' I said 'no', and my great-grandfather looked displeased. I quickly said, 'I want to!' My great-grandfather finally smiled and said, 'Then come with me'."

Mo Hua's eyelids twitched, "He took you to Dahei Mountain?"

Qian Xing nodded.

"Where in Dahei Mountain?"

Qian Xing shook his head again, "I don't know. I was confused and was taken to a pill room. The pill room was red, the walls, the pill furnace, the herbs, everything was red. The floor tiles seemed to be paved with blood, the air was nauseating, and there was a pig in the pill room..."

"My great-grandfather, in front of me, fed that cultivator to the pig."

At this point, Qian Xing's expression turned painful:

"But... but the cultivator wasn't dead... he screamed in despair as he was eaten, his expression of pain... I can't forget it..."

After finishing, Qian Xing was drenched in cold sweat, panting heavily.

He had kept this matter hidden for years, never daring to speak of it.

He also suffered from nightmares for years, dreaming of the pig demon eating people.

So when he was under illusion techniques, he became severely hysterical.

Because in the illusion, he saw the most terrifying scene of the pig demon eating people from his memory.

The illusion made him feel as if he was experiencing being eaten alive by the pig demon.

Mo Hua sighed in his heart, then frowned:

"I see you acting arrogant and domineering daily, not like someone with a shadow in their heart?"

Having revealed his deepest secret, Qian Xing lost his previous arrogance, his

 face pale:

"It was my great-grandfather who told me not to regard people as people."

Mo Hua frowned, "What do you mean?"

Qian Xing explained, "After that, I had nightmares every day, dreaming of the pig demon eating people. My great-grandfather told me..."

"You see that dead cultivator as a person, so you find it scary. If you don't see him as a person, it's just a pig eating a dog, a dog eating a pig, what's so scary about that?"

"Remember, to achieve great things, you must not regard people as people."

"Except for Qian family members, no, except for yourself, others may not necessarily be people. They are pigs and dogs, cattle and horses, labor, tools, the foundation for your path to immortality. You must step on them to achieve the Dao and become immortal!"

"After hearing my great-grandfather's words, I no longer regarded other cultivators as people... They served the Qian family as cattle and horses; it was their duty. The cultivator eaten by the pig demon was not a person; he died, so be it, being eaten just meant feeding the pig."

"Thinking this way, I felt much better and no longer had nightmares often."

With a heart devoid of humanity, naturally, there would be no guilt.

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