Chapter 095: Mistake
Liu Feizhou is the sole survivor of a demonic cultivator’s attack years ago. It was just a small town with a population of no more than ten thousand people.
He didn’t have many friends at that time, because he was often bullied and humiliated due to his low cultivation. Moreover, he always got backstabbed, what with his pretty and feminine appearance. He suffered a lot, so he didn’t have anything good to say about the practitioners in that city.
It’s just that not all of them were bad people.
Someone would occasionally smile at him, even if the other party was just a child. When the demonic cultivator slaughtered the city, he hid in a magic treasure, but that device could only accommodate him.
The rest died terribly, their bodies torn apart, badly mangled. There was nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape.
The person he hated to the point of disgust— died.
Complete strangers also died.
People he knew and had contact with also died.
Everyone died. Maybe he could have quietly pulled another person in. After all, that demonic cultivator was only at the late Golden Core stage at that time, and the magic device he got by chance was high-level.
But then, he only had the cultivation base of Sensing Qi, and the power he could use was limited. Most importantly, once he was exposed, not only would he die, but the magic weapon would also be lost.
Without any hesitation, he knows what choice he must pick, and what choice to discard.
‘I don’t care about these people anyway. It has nothing to do with me if they die. It’s good enough as long as I survive.’ Liu Feizhou told himself over and over, ‘As long as I survive.’
He hardened his heart enough that he thought he would never regret it.
But, those despairing eyes are still hiding in his heart, tormenting him endlessly. He still remembers that little boy’s name, he still remembers that he died by his side, his blood splattering on the device, a memory which he cannot erase no matter what he does.
…
Now history repeats itself again, calling forth the blood-soaked memory hidden in the deepest part of Liu Feizhou’s mind. Should he continue to hide, and watch a several hundred thousand people die, or use his identity for a last ditch attempt?
He is Master Dan’s direct disciple.
His master lit a Heart’s Blood Soul Lamp for him.
His status is much more important than that upstart from the Luminous Moon Sect, and he might be able to save the lives of the cultivators in Jinxiu City. The people in this city are not really complete strangers to him, he has been here many times, and there are some people whom he has gotten to know quite well.
He hears Wang Ningxi say that she’s going out. Liu Feizhou’s eyes are red, and he holds Su Tingyu’s arm tightly, a wild and fierce expression on his face.
He is hesitating, he is conflicted. In his core, the suffering from his past resurfaces.
——
Many people are dying outside, and Su Tingyun has tears in her eyes. She huddles under the jade umbrella, shivering under Big Bai’s hide. She couldn’t save those people, she could only hide in a corner and helplessly watch the whole city die.
Her heart hurts as if a knife is twisting in it, but there is nothing she can do.
“If you are seventy percent sure that you can save the people of the city, would you do it?” A low voice says next to her ear.
Su Tingyun nods without thinking. She has no choice but to take care of herself and her friends, but if she is seventy percent sure that she can stop it, she will definitely regret it later if she doesn’t do it.
There are several hundred thousand people in Jinxiu City!
But after nodding, the hand that is firmly on her arm unexpectedly lets go.
Wang Ningxi wants to go out, but Liu Feizhou gets out faster than her.
“Liu Feizhou!”
Su Tingyun couldn’t grab him, he flies straight into the sky as soon as he’s out.
Happy Daoist 
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