#860 - Boundless Wind and Moon (Part 2)
The night wind howled, rustling the weeds around the graves.
Faced with Chu An's question, just as he had faced Qin He's question before, Wei Changtian still did not answer.
He simply looked at this ordinary man in front of him and suddenly asked:
"What? You're not going to resist?"
"Resist..."
Chu An shook his head with a bitter smile: "Young Master, you revealed those flaws on purpose that day, didn't you?"
"..."
Wei Changtian frowned but did not speak.
Chu An continued softly:
"You deliberately let me see the character 'Wei' on the corner of your robe, and today you even summoned the Yellow Dragon directly."
"You let me see these things to lure me into killing you."
"That way, you'll feel better about killing me."
"I wonder if I'm right?"
Deliberately revealing flaws, letting Chu An know that the real culprit behind the scenes was himself.
Then, waiting for Chu An to fight him to the death in order to protect himself, and then "righteously" killing him in return.
It must be said that Chu An was not stupid at all, but very clever, and actually guessed Wei Changtian's previous "little plan".
However, Wei Changtian, whose plan had been exposed, didn't react much.
He still stared straight at Chu An and repeated the question he had just asked.
"So what? Are you just going to accept your fate like this?"
"...What else can I do if I don't accept it?"
Chu An sighed: "If you want to kill me, I can't defeat you, I can't escape."
"I only ask that you can spare Qin'er.
If you do that, I will be satisfied."
"...Is that so?"
Wei Changtian's eyes remained unchanged, but his right hand was already on the hilt of his sword.
"Alright, I promise you."
"Besides that, do you have anything else you want to say?"
"..."
Realizing that his death was imminent, Chu An really didn't struggle at all, but slowly closed his eyes.
He took a deep breath and then slowly spoke his last words.
"Please tell Qin'er, just say..."
"Just tell her to wait for me, one day I will definitely come back to find her."
Tell her to wait for me, one day I will definitely come back to find her...
Clearly, Chu An didn't think he could live.
He just didn't want Qin He to be in pain because of his death, or even do something like committing suicide for love.
"Summon the Candle Dragon."
"..."
Suddenly opening his eyes, Chu An's eyes were filled with confusion.
Wei Changtian seemed a little impatient and didn't intend to explain at all.
He just raised his voice and repeated it again.
"Hurry up! While I haven't changed my mind, summon the Candle Dragon!"
"..."
Almost subconsciously, Chu An summoned the Candle Dragon.
The crimson ghost-faced serpent slowly emerged from behind him, which was quite in line with the eerie atmosphere of this burial mound.
If an ordinary person could see this scene, they would probably faint in the next moment.
However, Wei Changtian's expression didn't change at all.
He just suddenly drew the Dragon Spring Sword and slashed down from top to bottom in Chu An's shocked eyes—
"Whoosh!"
As if a dark cloud had just passed by, the bright moon hanging in the night sky dimmed for a moment.
[Ding!]
[Detected that the host has plundered all the luck of the Son of Heaven, "Chu An", reward system points 1500]
When the prompt that he hadn't heard for a long time sounded in his mind, when Chu An fell to the ground with a pale face, Wei Changtian had already turned and walked away.
In the end, he still couldn't bring himself to kill, nor could he give up the readily available system points.
In the end, he chose to use the Moon Picking Sword to take away all of Chu An's luck, as well as the auspicious beast, the Candle Dragon.
The good news was that after using the Moon Picking Sword again, the inner demon still hadn't reached the point of losing control.
The bad news was that Wei Changtian could clearly feel that if he used the Moon Picking Sword even once more, the inner demon would lose control.
To put it bluntly, the Moon Picking Sword had reached the critical point of "becoming obsessed".
Using the opportunity to cast the Moon Picking Sword for the "last time" in exchange for 1500 system points and an auspicious beast, Wei Changtian didn't know if the deal was worth it.
Of course, from the perspective of "gain and loss", it was undoubtedly not as cost-effective as killing.
What's more, since it was directly plundering luck, not killing, the system didn't reward any Heavenly Dao supernatural powers.
But shaking his head, Wei Changtian didn't continue to think about it.
Anyway, things had come to this, and thinking too much was useless, so let it be.
"Gurgle..."
The sound of wheels sounded, and the carriage left the burial mound and headed towards Yongding City.
Even at this moment, Chu An, who was still slumped on the ground, finally slowly recovered a trace of clarity from his trance.
His face was very pale, and his breath was very weak.
More importantly, his dantian was now empty, and the terrifying ghost-faced red serpent would never appear again.
"Cough! Cough cough cough!"
Coughing violently a few times, Chu An struggled to get up and looked in the direction where Wei Changtian had left.
Now, the latter had already sat in the carriage back to the city, and he naturally couldn't see anything.
However, Chu An had been maintaining this posture, his eyes incomparably complicated.
From the "facts", Wei Changtian was undoubtedly a robber, stealing his Heavenly Dao luck.
But from another perspective... Although he didn't know the existence of the system, didn't know the secret of the Moon Picking Sword, Chu An still understood that Wei Changtian must have paid a great price in order to spare his life.
What's more, Chu An actually didn't want to have any Heavenly Dao luck, and originally just wanted to live an ordinary life.
So, Wei Changtian had inadvertently helped him to get rid of it?
Undoubtedly, this was a very complicated situation.
So perhaps other than Chu An himself, it was difficult for others to empathize with his mood at the moment.
There was some powerless unwillingness, some joy of surviving a disaster, some relief, and some gratitude that seemed shouldn't exist.
Standing there for a while, he finally took weak steps and slowly walked out of the burial mound.
The moon above his head had already become bright again, and the myriad stars were like pearls scattered on the sky, shining with brilliant silver light.
"Husband, Chu An, he..."
"Cough, guess."
"He he he, it seems that husband didn't kill him!"
"Huh? How can you tell?"
"Because husband is still in the mood to let me guess! If he really died, husband would definitely not be like this now!"
"Not like this... What would I be like?"
"Your face must be very ugly, and then you wouldn't be willing to say a word no matter what I ask!"
"Is that so? What am I like now?"
"Now, husband is smiling!"
