Ethereal World: Vicious Cannon Fodder's Immortality Road - Chapter 785

Chapter 785: ‘He’ Had A Hand In The Massacre of the Xiong Clan!  Chapter 785: ‘He’ Had A Hand In The Massacre of the Xiong Clan!  “How can I stop, Ying?

She’s a descendant of the Shenlian clan-the very clan that wiped out our Xiong clan!

Every time I see her hair and eyes, it takes me back to that nightmare!” Xiong Yi Chen seethed, his eyes blazing with fury as he loomed over Shenlian Yingyue, who was trapped against the rock behind her.

He leaned closer, his hand gripping her delicate neck as his fingers traced the faint, pale blue veins beneath her skin, distinct against her complexion.

She was fighting against the pain caused by Infernal Volcanic, and he could see how hard she was struggling to hold it together.

“Ying, you can feel my rage, can’t you?

My heart pounds with hatred and bitterness the moment I see her-just like last time.

Nothing has changed.

I want to rip her heart out and present it to the Shenlian clan and see their expressions!” His touch was deceptively gentle, a mock caress that sent icy chills down her spine.

With tension coursing through her body and beads of sweat trickling down her forehead, she looked up at him, her gaze wary.

“Big brother, she’s not guilty!

How many times must I tell you?

Yes, she belongs to that clan, but she didn’t choose their path of destruction-that was her father’s doing!” Xiong Zi Ying was tempted to knock some sense into his brother, desperate for him to see the truth.

“What do you imply?

That my father had a hand in the massacre of the Xiong clan?” The mention of her father made Shenlian Yingyue’s stunning eyes widen, and she instinctively clutched his sleeve tightly.

“Ying, look at your disciple.

The moment her father’s name came up, she reacted like this.” Xiong Yi Chen paused when she clutched his sleeve, but a cruel smirk quickly returned to his face.

He chose to ignore how tightly her knuckles were gripping his fabric.

Xiong Zi Ying, frustrated and angry, had let his words slip out without thinking.

He saw the disbelief etched on her face and felt a pang of guilt.

He clenched his jaw, scolding himself for unveiling such a harsh reality to her.

“Blame yourself for being born into that clan, from that demonic man who destroyed our clan!” He suddenly seized her wrists and pushed them against the rock behind her.

Xiong Yi Chen leaned in, his face just an inch from hers, their noses almost touching, his gaze intense as if he wanted to consume her with his anger.

“What did my father do to you?” She struggled to break free, but his strength was overwhelming.

Her voice rose, and her normally calm eyes reflected a storm of emotions.

“Are you really that naive?

I already told you that your beloved father is one of the ones from your clan who took part in killing my dear mother, my good father, and my kind grandparents!” Xiong Yi Chen shouted, his eyes blazing as he pressed his body against hers, as if to crush her there and then.

She looked small and defenseless in his grip.

“I want to hear it from my master!” She shouted back, her voice filled with anger and pain, struggling with the conflicting emotions that tore at her heart.

It hurt to think that her cherished father could have caused such suffering to someone innocent.

Holding back tears, she met his gaze, refusing to believe that her father had acted without reason.

There had to be more to the story.

She clung to that belief fiercely.

She would not allow tears to fall in front of him.

Her breath transformed completely, a powerful force that seemed to shake the very trees, mountains, and sky around them.

Xiong Yi Chen and Xiong Zi Ying were momentarily taken aback by her reaction and strength.

However, it was Xiong Zi Ying who broke the silence first, loosening his grip on her wrists.

Her wrists were bruised, a mix of purple and red from Xiong Yi Chen’s hold, looking so fragile despite the fact that those hands had faced countless formidable foes.

“Master, please tell me, is it true?

Are you sure it was my father who was involved in killing your loved ones?” She gripped his collar tightly, desperate to read his expression, holding onto a flicker of hope that there might be a chance for a miracle.

Xiong Zi Ying couldn’t bear to watch her suffer.

He gently rubbed her wrists, hoping to ease her pain, but inside, his heart ached a thousand times more than hers.

He knew he shouldn’t care for her, the daughter of his enemy who had destroyed his life.

He understood that he should keep his emotions in check.

His older brother often told him he was a fool for letting her into his heart.

He should have treated her like a stranger, someone he used for his own gain.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t help it.

Losing her smile felt unbearable.

He couldn’t stand the thought of her looking at him as if he were just a stranger, or the idea of ever having to bring harm to her.

He simply couldn’t!

To escape these feelings, he ran to the Demon Realm and wandered with Tuzi AoFen for a year, trying to remember the good times they shared-from their first meeting to their current moments together.

Deep down, he didn’t want to hurt her at all.

Part of him regretted taking her as his disciple; if he hadn’t, he wouldn’t have been caught in the warmth of her kindness, and he wouldn’t have to ruin her later with his ruthlessness.  Yet another part of him was grateful he did, because whenever she was in trouble, he felt proud to be there for her.

When she looked at him with appreciation, he experienced a warmth that lit up the coldness in his life.

He had to shove his hatred aside and remind himself that she was innocent.

Even though she came from that man, she was just a child and had nothing to do with their past disputes.

She brought about miracles in his life.

Whenever he was with her, all fear and sorrow would fade away.

Just being near her made him feel calm, and he never wanted to disrupt that serenity!

“I hate you so much!

Your face reminds me of that person.

I can never forget how my grandmother held me, begging your father to spare our lives, but your father and the rest of your clan coldly ignored her pleas.” Suddenly, Xiong Yi Chen took control of Xiong Zi Ying’s body.

He gripped her wrist firmly, tearing open his robe to reveal a strong chest, marked by a strange scar where his heart should be.

CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Littlecarrot Your kindness means everything to me, my dear.

I’m deeply thankful for all that you do.

I wish you all the love, safety, and good health, my cherished angels.

The world may feel a bit off right now, but I continue to pray for your well-being and happiness, my angels.

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