
“Already. I don't want to argue with you. You should come with me right now.” Liu Wei grabbed Wuxian's arm while pulling him along to go with her. However, Wuxian did not move in the slightest or move from his position before Liu Wei explained the reason why he had come with him.
“To where? I wouldn't go anywhere if I didn't know the reason why I had to be with you,” Wuxian said.
Liu Wei sighed, forcefully letting go of his handrails. He turned around and spoke up, “Did you forget, today what day?” asked Liu Wei. He deliberately made Wuxian think about it before he explained it.
Wuxian was silent from a moment while digesting the words said by Liu Wei. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he thought, he really did not know what to think of what to expect from the question posed by Liu Wei. Liu Wei only made her even more dizzy and confused as she felt that there was nothing for her to remember.
“Don't beat around. Just tell me what I have to do. I don't want to waste time,” Wuxian said. He did not want to buy any longer because he felt that there were many important things to do.
“Wuxian, Wuxian. If this continues, why don't you just get out of the sect and train alone like the wandering warriors in the wild? I think, it seems like the longer you forget your status. After all, we are still Qing Long's sect disciples. We still have to do our duties and obligations towards the sect. And also, all day long you stay in this rickety hut, aren't you afraid?” chirps Liu Wei.
For the past 5 years, Wuxian had never again lived in his residence, after he had set up a gubug in the back yard of a long-abandoned sect. Wuxian established a relationship with his own efforts. The foundations were made of spruce trunks cut down by Wuxian with his sword.
Wuxian's sword is actually not too worthy to be called a sword because its shape is more like a machete used by the farmers, he said, compared to the swords of Jianghu world cultivators who have their own beauty and motives. That sword he obtained from the sect kitchen. Because he felt that no one was using it, then he should just use it to practice martial skills.
Wuxian did not get the honor of receiving the magical weapons gifted by the Qing Long sect masters. Yes, because until now no teacher was willing to raise Wuxian as his student. After all, after all, Wuxian's resolve never wavered in the slightest. It doesn't matter if everyone underestimates him, doesn't appreciate him, hurts him, as long as he has the will, there will be a way.
Moreover, a sword is only a weapon. Even if it does not have a spirit that will be loyal to its master, the sword is still a sword, because the sword is a weapon that does not have eyes and heart. Despite everything, Wuxian still appreciated him as the thing that accompanied him all this time. Every useful thing, they must be valuable, depending on how we treat them.
Liu Wei was slightly stunned when he heard the last sentence that came from Wuxian's mouth. He reflexively looked at Wuxian's face with a sharper gaze than before. He tried to read Wuxian's mind, but all he saw from Wuxian's eyes was deep hatred.
“Wuxian, did I not hear wrong? You ... want revenge? What cultivation goal have you been doing all this time just to indulge your hatred?” lui Wei.
“Then? What else is the purpose? After everything that happened, Wuxian had died. If he cannot rise to avenge him, no Wuxian lives to this day in this world,”.
Liu Wei suddenly felt pity when he saw the feeling of despair suffered by Wuxian. Then, he touched Wuxian's shoulder slapped softly a few times.
“Wuxian, despite everything, the purpose of that cultivation is to purify the heart. If there is a bad feeling, cultivation will lose. If your goal is only to avenge, don't blame it if cultivation will go against your conscience. We can be gods, but don't forget. Demons are creatures that have grudges and terrible ambitions towards creatures in the world. If we cannot become gods, we must not become demons. Forget it .. if your goal is only to satisfy the pent-up desire in your heart. It's a good thing you don't have any cultivation talent, so you don't lose control of yourself. Wuxian, before that, did you ever learn the science of purification?” Liu Wei gave Wuxian a lengthy piece of advice.
Wuxian was speechless. He did not say anything because he felt that there was nothing wrong with every single word Liu Wei said. However, he really could not let go of the people who had destroyed his village and killed his parents without leaving even the slightest trace. He could not even find the bodies of his parents because they were likely burned to ashes.
But if you think about it, revenge is like eating away at your own flesh. Moreover, he did not wish to become a ruthless demon that exterminated merciless beings. If he cannot be a good person who gives a lot of help to people in need, he does not want to be a bad person who harms.
Until finally, Wuxian showed a reaction. He shook his head and said, “No. I've never learned it,” replied Wuxian bluntly.
“Really? How are you ... This .. Aissh! Of course you don't know the levels. I forgot, from the beginning, you did not have a teacher,” Liu Wei said. Although Liu Wei was an outcast disciple, at least before he got that status, he had once studied with one of the Qing Long sect masters. However, due to his lack of talent, he had to be willing to give up his position as a disciple. During this time, Liu Wei had only kept his mouth shut and never told anyone about it because he would be hurt if he remembered when he had to give up his honor in front of his fellow students. “Wuxian, the first stage you have to learn is the science of purification,” Liu Wei said.