Chapter 122 Loss and Deprivation "Then, can you die for me?" Su Guang paused as he clapped his hands, and slowly stood up. He looked at He Qing with deep eyes, and said softly, "This kind of hypothetical question is meaningless." Although Su Guang intended to say this without any emotion, based on He Qing's understanding of him, she could still hear that Su Guang was somewhat dissatisfied. Just as Suguang said by the Sanzu River, he didn't like the behavior of treating another person as a piece of driftwood and being too emotionally dependent on others, not to mention this kind of hypothetical questioning. In Suguang's opinion, it would probably be boring. Even though they have different growing environments and vastly different cultural backgrounds, when it comes to people, there is no difference in how they treat relationships. For example, when you fall in love with someone, you will become anxious and worried, feel insecure, and ask some boring hypothetical questions. But Su Guang did not have this kind of personal experience. Thinking of this, He Qing smiled frankly and said half-truthfully: "Who said it's meaningless? If you say yes, maybe I will include you in the scope of my sweetheart." There was a trace of imperceptible disappointment in Suguang's eyes. He took Heqing's hand and walked into the depths of the forest, saying slowly, "Don't ask such questions anymore. It's boring."
"Oh." He Qing responded and asked casually, "Suguang, have you ever experienced what it means to lose?" The footsteps of one person, one behind the other, stepped on the fallen leaves in the forest, making a rustling sound. Birds chirped all around. The blue ox followed behind the two of them, and the sound of its hooves was light and crisp. The scene was particularly leisurely and relaxing. Su Guang thought about it seriously and asked, "If the godhood is erased, is it considered a loss?" He Qing shook his head: "No, you didn't want to be that ancient god, so how can you talk about loss? The real loss will make people feel like they are in the vast ocean, like a lonely boat, unable to find the direction, and unable to notice the passage of time. You will no longer feel warmth and joy, and the memories of the past will become countless needles, piercing your heart, painful, but not dead." Su Guang was amused by this specific description: "If that's the case, then isn't it true that I'm always losing?" He Qing was stunned: "What do you mean?" Su Guang stopped and looked up at the beams of light shining through the gaps in the tree canopy, but his inky black pupils seemed to absorb all the light without any refraction. He said quietly, "It's like a lonely boat on the sea, unable to find the direction, unable to perceive the passage of time, unable to feel warmth and joy... It has been like this since I was born." "..." Suguang turned back and touched Heqing's head, smiling faintly: "But since I met you, I often feel happy. As for the memories like needles..." Suguang thought for a moment, as if trying to substitute this pain, and then said decisively: "Well, it's better for you and me not to have the chance to feel it." Frankly speaking, Su Guang's serious reaction of rejecting the heart-breaking experience was in stark contrast to his usual image. He Qing should have wanted to laugh. However, her mood was stirred by Su Guang's previous words, and a sour feeling spread throughout her heart. Su Guang has never experienced loss, not because he is so strong that he will not lose, but because he has nothing to lose. The only thing he lost was that he was just like a human being, with feelings and emotions, but he was deprived of the right to feel the same way as humans. All that was left for him during these endless years was a long night. He Qing took a deep breath silently, blinked to hide his thoughts, and changed the subject: "So, where are you taking me?" "Yushan." Suguang asked, "Have you ever heard of it?" He Qing paused for a moment, and replied cautiously: "It sounds familiar." "Many years ago, there was a wolf demon who joined the immortal sect. His identity was discovered and he was hunted down. He then fled to the desolate land of Yushan and became a demon lord named Ye Cangyan." At this point, Su Guang raised an eyebrow at He Qing: "And this Ye Cangyan is Yue Qingru's father." He Qing, who had known all this for a long time, pretended to be suddenly enlightened: "So it was him, you went to find him..." Su Guang smiled gently and said, "This forest is the only way to Mount Yu. I came here to go to Mount Yu, but you, Master, took me to Mount Ling."
He Qing curled his lips and said, "Okay, okay, I know I delayed your important matter, so don't stress about it anymore." Su Guang sensed that He Qing seemed to know what he was going to do in Mount Yu, so he suddenly asked, "You said in the secret room of Mount Tianshu earlier that you were not the head of the Yaoguang Sect. You haven't made this clear yet. You can continue now." He Qing touched his eyebrows, his eyes were a little vague, and he took Su Guang's hand and walked in front, saying vaguely: "You heard me wrong, I said I don't want to be the head of the Yaoguang Sect. By the way, you can use puppetry so fluently now?" Suguang was pulled forward by Heqing, and smiled softly with an ambiguous meaning: "This puppetry technique originally belonged to me, is it strange?" "It's not strange, I'm just curious. Ah, then do your monsters have names?" He Qing spoke a little too fast, clearly not wanting to give Su Guang a chance to ask further questions, but Su Guang did not expose him and followed He Qing's words and said, "Yes." "Really? What's it called?" "The one that broke into Monster Mountain is called Chi Xiao, the one in Liangzhou City is called Xuan Ao, and the one below the Yuling Palace is called Nv Chou." "Why call a woman ugly? Can't a man be called ugly?" "Then change its name?" "Then change it. Hey you, why didn't you wear your palace bell this time?" "I'm afraid I'll scare you away." "How can I be scared so easily? By the way, where are Shi Tianxiao and the others?" "We suffered heavy casualties and retreated." "Don't you feel any pain at all?" "I don't feel bad." …… He Qing asked questions one after another, and Su Guang answered them patiently. The two of them and the cow chattered all the way to the end of the forest. Before Ye Cangyan arrived, Mount Yu was indeed a wasteland, but since Ye Cangyan gathered a large number of spiritual spirits here, it has become a paradise. Unlike human cultivators, demons are nurtured by nature before they transform, and they inherently have spiritual energy. When there are more of them and they all have their own methods of cultivation, their demonic energy will feed back to this area. The trees here in Yushan are towering and reaching into the sky, and the lush branches and leaves are like natural giant umbrellas. But the distance between the trees is just right. The sunlight shines down, nourishing the exotic flowers and plants on the ground, and the flowers and plants provide food for the birds and animals. It is truly an excellent ecosystem. How can it look like it has only been formed for a few decades? "If it weren't for the demonic aura rising to the sky, you couldn't tell that this is the habitat of demons. Cough cough cough..." He Qing said in a hoarse voice. (End of this chapter)
