I Persuade People With Reason

Chapter 50

Chapter 50

The sky is a misty white. The mountains that reach into the skies seem to blend into the white.

It is unclear whether it is the colour of snow or clouds.

The gate of the Sacred Burning Flame sect is located on the top of the mountain. The scattered palaces are arranged according to an array. As if with a strange power the stars in the sky are hidden in the clouds and become one with the cold wind.

A woman was sitting in the main hall surrounded by complete darkness.

Her hair is like clouds, her face is like ice and snow, her body is wrapped in layers of black gauze, her skirt is spread on the dark seat along her slender legs, a snow-white arm is gently placed on the arm rest, and her eyes are slightly closed, Chi Wanwan was like a begonia in spring. She looks lazy, beautiful and fascinating.

But when she opened her eyes, the coldness, hatred, and malice revealed in those eyes made people tremble, and her mind was completely engulfed in it.

Anyone who sees these eyes will understand that she has abandoned all positive emotions. Every moment of her life in this world gives no joy, only suffering in the flames of anger, jealousy and hatred. The flame not only burned herself, but also others.

When Yuan Buwei entered the palace, the first thing he saw was this pair of eyes.

You are late. Chi Wanwan opened her closed eyes, without moving her body, she cast her gaze coldly at him.

There was not a hint of tenderness in her eyes, as if she was not looking at her own flesh and blood, but at a sword forged by herself, a cold weapon for revenge. It seems that she will feel happy only when she brandishes the sword and pierces the tip of the sword into another persons heart.

Yuan Buwei met her eyes without dodging, and said softly: No, the sun has not set yet, there is still a quarter of an hour.

Twilight shone through the clouds and mist, and chased him into the hall, but stopped only three feet into the palace. As if it too was afraid of the repressive darkness in the hall.

Yuan Buwei stepped into the darkness without stopping, without any hesitation, stagnation or fear, just like a traveller returning home.

On his head and shoulders, there are still unmelted snowflakes.

Such a different reaction from the past caught Chi Wanwans attention. She stared at the boy in front of her in surprise, as if suddenly noticing that a small mouse that always trembled showed its claws to her for the first time.

Okay, youre good

She burst out laughing with ecstasy. The air around her brushed against the hem of her pitch-black skirt, like a gust of wind sweeping through the hall, with a howl.

As expected of his son

The word he, which came out of her mouth, was like a poisoned dagger thrown out with a faint frost.

Only in this way can we kill him

Yuan Buwei looked at this crazy woman.

He studied this person carefully and earnestly from top to bottom, and a very faint curve appeared on his lips. It was as if he had seen her through from the inside out.

And the response was pity and ridicule.

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Instinctively offended, Chi Wanwan immediately frowned, What are you laughing at?

Im laughing at our sect leaders naivety.

From birth, the original owner was not allowed to call her mother, and it happened that Yuan Buwei also didnt want to call anyone this.

He suddenly took a step forward, his jet-black robe fluttered with qi, and his messy hair fluttered along with it.

On his head, shoulders and whole body, flakes of snowflakes were moulded by the qi and turned into countless sharp ice shards, rushing towards Chi Wanwans face.

Murderous intent drifted around like snow.

A little surprise flashed in Chi Wanwans eye, but her reaction was not slow. She did not move apart from raising a snow-white wrist. With a turn of her wrist an invisible force formed a vortex in front of her, absorbing the flying ice within three inches of her palm and turning it into steaming mist.

Water mist filled the hall, and under the extremely cold temperature, it quickly turned into wisps of white air.

Her cold eyes looked at the young man through the mist. She did not show any anger, instead she seemed to be very pleased: En, better. I thought you were indecisive, but I didnt expect you to be so decisive. You surprised me.

Yuan Buwei acted as if he did nothing, and asked with great interest: The sect leader is not angry?

Im fine. Since ancient times, the devil practitioners hurt others first and before they hurt themselves. If you show mercy in front of an opponent, ten years later, that person will strike back. She clapped her hands and laughed with great satisfaction.

So I laughed at the sect leaders naivety.

Yuan Buwei cruelly interrupted her fantasies.

Its very sad when father and son want to kill each other. But since the father doesnt love the son, how can he be sad?

Just like this bodys biological mother, when faced with the murderous intent of her own flesh and blood, isnt she not angry and only a little bit surprised?

Chi Wanwans laughter stopped suddenly.

If a father doesnt love his son, how can he be sad? She murmured this sentence, and the hatred in her eyes seemed to grow deeper.

Yuan Buwei stabbed again: From that mans point of view, the sword that accompanied him for twenty years breaking, may bring an even more severe pain.

Yuan Buweis words seemed to pierce the blind spot that she had never thought of, which made her eyes show loss for the first time. If the scheme she had worked on for many years, cant hurt the other party in the end, her resentment and hatred in the past ten years will become a joke

The fire that gnawed at her in the heart could no longer be suppressed, and it exploded together with resentment. She let out a fierce cry, and immediately went berserk.

For ten years, I endured it for ten years.

These ten years of hard work have been in vain

The flat land seems to be a hurricane, and the turbulent qi is gushing out, the surrounding ground is almost ploughed clean after countless crackling sounds. The black silk ribbons are like whips made of steel that suddenly strike at Yuan Buwei.

So whats the use of keeping you?

There was an ear piercing scream in the hall.

Yuan Buwei sighed a little, he pushed his sleeves forward, raised his toes from the ground and moved an inch to the side to avoid the blow.

The silk also changed direction in a flash, and continued to move towards Yuan Buwei. He flashed to the side again.

With his physical strength, he should not be able to dodge so easily. At this time, his internal breathing was chaotic, his spirit was extremely unstable, and there were many flaws. If there was a first-class expert who is proficient in the path of assassins here, he would be killed on the spot.

If the sect leader asks, I can help you.

The figure of the young man calmly dodges the attacks from all over the sky, like walking in a garden among flowers. In such a dangerous situation, he could still sigh slowly.

How to make people feel the most painful, unwilling and regretful? Just destroy the things they care about most.

What does that person care about most?

Chi Wanwan lost control of her emotions for a while, but now she gradually calmed down, and said bitterly: That b*tch Rong Qingyue has the best swordsmanship in the world.

What does Rong Qingyue care most about?

Chi Wanwan paused for a moment, and said, That b*tch never cared about him the most, but the inheritance of the XuanYue sect.

Thats it. As Chi Wanwan regained her composure, Yuan Buwei also fluttered to the ground, and said softly, If XuanYue sect is destroyed, Rong Qingyue and half of Chu Tiannan will be destroyed.

Chi Wanwan had completely calmed down and stared at the young man in front with deep eyes.

And the remaining half Yuan Buwei stated in an ordinary tone. Leave it to me.

Within ten years, the title of number one swordsman in the world will change owners.

Chi Wanwan was speechless for a while.

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The young mans eyes were bright, as he calmly said such words, which made her think of that person again in a trance. But with how easily he dodged her attacks just now. With his demonstrated qualifications, she cant immediately refute him.

The gale had already stopped, the darkness surging in the hall became thicker, Chi Wanwans eyes suddenly intertwined with indescribable complex emotions.

She unexpectedly believed the words of a ten year old child: The XuanYue sect is the leader of the righteous sects, and they have six grandmasters, which is unmatched among all the other sects. Do you know what you have said?

Yuan Buwei smiled.

His smile was gentle and handsome, and his childish face still had a trace of innocence.

If one sect is not enough, we will unify the three veins and nine sects.

At that time, the sect leader will be able to fulfil her wish.

Every word of his is extremely sincere. Like a child who couldnt be more filial had tried his best to think of a good way to please his mother.

Chi Wanwan stared at him for a moment, and suddenly a smile broke on her face: En, my good boy, worthy of being my son. She gently waved and unlike in the past her voice was suddenly full of motherly care.

Yuan Buwei watched her expression change calmly and stepped forward.

This is the token of the saint of the Sacred Burning sect. She suddenly took out an exquisite dagger that seemed to have black blood like ink flowing in the blade, My good boy, come here.

For a child who received little love from a young age, the tender concern of his mother is enough to make him forget all the bad things in the past: Once you practise the Burning Flame Heart Art, you will be the well-deserved saint of my Sacred Burning Flame sect. Maybe in the future, you will take over the three veins and nine sects and take revenge on that traitor. Your mother will rely on you from now on.

She sighed with unspeakable sorrow. A pair of eyes with guilt and expectation became slightly moist.

Good boy, do you blame your mother?

There was silence in the hall for a moment, and the young man suddenly chuckled.

No, of course not.

The twilight has completely disappeared, and the cold moonlight is like mercury. In the dark palace, it seems that the mother and son have finally solved their old knot, and their eyes are full of affection and intimacy.

After a long time, a small shadow walked out of the hall in the moonlight, and walked steadily every step.

He looked up slightly, and the moonlight fell into his eyes.

Young sect master, thank you very much.

A woman in green suddenly appeared. Her posture is light, like a willow branch swaying in the breeze.

The sect leader has been deeply troubled by inner demons for many years. That person is already the number one in the world. The sect leader may already know that revenge is hopeless, but it is only supported by hatred. She is suffering from the pain in her heart, she does not willingly treat you like this.

I know.

If the young sect master had not broken through the confusion and given the sect leader a goal and hope again, who knows when the sect leader would be able to cheer up. This subordinate thanks the young sect master on behalf of the Sacred Burning Flame sect.

Youre welcome.

The boy showed a touching smile, and the moonlight shone in his eyes, looking gentle and sincere.

I just hope that besides hatred, there are more things in the world that she can care about.

Thats enough for me.

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