Ethereal World: Vicious Cannon Fodder's Immortality Road - Chapter 795

Chapter 795: The Cycle Of Human Affection Chapter 795: The Cycle Of Human Affection As for why I can’t remain loyal to just one partner, you’re free to think whatever you desire about me,” she continued, her voice steady and calm.

The ‘countless men’ Shen Xian referred to were not mere acquaintances; they were her partners, those she held dear-individuals she cherished more than her own existence.

It was understandable to scorn her for her inability to commit to a single person, yet she had no regrets about her choices.

Each of them loved her deeply and sincerely, their affection for her equal in measure.

To select just one and cast aside the others would be to betray the love and sacrifice they had given her.

She would be a fool to wound those who adored her so profoundly.

She felt hopeless, too.

Rationally, society demanded one to choose a sole partner, to dedicate one’s heart entirely to a single individual.

But how could she bear the thought of shattering the hearts of those who regarded her as their everything?

It was something she simply couldn’t bring herself to do.

The thought was unbearable.

“You can accuse me of being disloyal, but don’t you dare look down upon them for loving me,” she said suddenly, her tone shifting, her eyes flaring with intensity.

The warmth of her spirit vanished, replaced by an icy resolve.

“If you do, even at the cost of my life and soul, I’ll never forgive you.” Her words, laced with fierce protectiveness, brought warmth to those she loved.

How fortunate they were to be cherished by her.

What more could they desire?

They wished to tell her it wasn’t her fault-it was theirs for loving her so profoundly that they willingly shared her with others.

Their love eclipsed their jealousy and heartache, steadfastly refusing to let her sadness overshadow their own feelings.

Though they felt a pang of jealousy and heartache at the thought of her affections being divided, their desire to see her happy outweighed all else.

They ached to reassure her, but the words got caught in their throats when she turned to them and smiled softly.

The chill surrounding them melted into a gentle warmth, signaling that she was content to endure whatever scorn came her way, as long as it meant protecting them.

Yet, her sudden shift in demeanor took everyone by surprise.

Shen Xian’s brows knitted tighter, his grin nearly fading.

Huang Bai Xing’s previously stoic expression flickered with a myriad of unspoken emotions.  Dongfang Moqing’s gaze remained locked on her, feelings bubbling within that no one could decipher, save for a newfound tendril of something sprouting in the depths of his heart.

Meanwhile, Tuzi AoFen’s gaze flickered with a trace of obsession as he watched her-he craved to be cherished and safeguarded by her as well.

The intensity of this desire was overwhelming!

The expressions on the faces of Xiong Zi Ying and Shenlian Sheshan were inscrutable.

Their smiles, persistent as ever, held an enigmatic quality in that moment, leaving them hard to decipher.

“You’re getting bolder by the day, and it’s infuriating…” Shen Xian remarked, his laugh laced with cold charm, flirting with danger.

Although it aggravated him, he found it oddly captivating and intriguing.

“Is it so repulsive to crave affection from those we love?

Is it tiresome to feel thankful for being enveloped by those who hold us dear?

Does it disgust you that I relish the comfort of being among those who regard me as invaluable?” Her subsequent question plunged everyone into contemplative silence.

Deep reflections began to surface as they pondered the weight of her inquiries.

She was right; who wouldn’t take pleasure in being surrounded by love, especially from those they deeply cared for, who cherished them above all else?

Xie Xie and Shenlian Yinzhu held onto Shenlian Yingyue firmly, their grips gentle yet reassuring.

“Come here!” Shen Xian’s smile vanished completely, provoked by her unwavering defiance against his jabs at her companions.

He locked eyes with her, gesturing for her to step closer.

His tone was low and ambiguous, revealing a mix of emotions while his gaze darkened as it fixed upon Shenlian Yinzhu’s arm, as if he longed to shatter that protective facade.

Humans spoke of love, yet beneath it lay a tangled web of desire, insecurity, and fear.

He struggled to comprehend how they could place such unwavering trust in one another, knowing that betrayal was always a heartbeat away.

Yet there was a peculiar beauty in their reckless devotion-a fascination that might explain why he sought to drive a wedge between them… perhaps in an effort to prove them wrong or simply out of envy he would never articulate.

If the disdain from Xiao Li and the others inflated his ego, making him feel justified in his lack of vulnerability for this so-called love, then her fierce protectiveness and domineering demeanor towards shielding those she loved from him only fueled his frustration.

It fostered within him an unusual emotion called ‘envy’ for those she cherished.  Her apathy and detachment towards him, in stark contrast to the warmth and affection she showed her loved ones, ignited a deep-seated anger within him.

How could she so boldly oppose him for their sake?

Did she not value her own life?

A demon such as he found it tedious to engage with these mortals who incessantly praised love and noble intentions.

It stirred a long-buried desire within him, yet he resolutely suppressed this longing, convinced that it would only lead to devastation and become a burden he could not bear.

For centuries, he had witnessed the cycle of human affection, how they fell for one another only to betray their promises of loyalty, how they took each other’s lives for personal gain, sacrificing their partners’ well-being on the altar of ambition, and scheming behind the backs of those they claimed to cherish.

He felt a deep revulsion towards their insatiable greed and unquenchable desires.

Every act of destruction stemmed from an insatiable greed, and once a person succumbed to that greed, it became a never-ending pursuit.

They were perpetually unsatisfied, no matter how much they acquired.

The themes of human greed and insatiable longing have permeated philosophy, psychology, and literature throughout history.