Although Yao Guang said so, her heart kept shouting: If you just ask me to stay, I would follow you without hesitation!
She wished so much that the man before her would ask her to stay!
Yao Guang kept walking forward, but she always had this layer of expectation in her heart.
However, the plea she longed to hear never came.
Chu Yang's gaze was calm as he watched the little woman walk step by step into the distance, gradually fading from view until she completely disappeared.
What he didn't know was that tears had already covered the little woman's face.
She continued to walk, suppressing the urge to look back, and walked on…
For Chu Yang, it was impossible not to be moved at all.
After all, this was someone who had been by his side for a full five years. Her cute, annoying, or pitiable expressions had all turned into images, gathered in Chu Yang's mind.
During this time, Chu Yang had several moments when he nearly couldn't resist asking her to stay.
But he held back.
Chu Yang knew that if he kept her by his side, it would only bring her endless suffering.
Perhaps only by leaving him could she find her own wonderful life.
In the five years of mutual care, Chu Yang often saw this little woman alone in a corner, lost in thought.
And she would think for half a day at a time.
Perhaps, she could never let go of the things from the past. Chu Yang knew that after such events, how could one truly move on?
Moreover, Chu Yang had his own path to walk.
He bore many burdens, heavy and numerous.
Whether it was the hatred from his parents, the pursuit of humanity, searching for his sister or Nie Fengyun, it all required sufficient strength.
And there was the karma brought by the river of time when he saved Xiao Qi.
Before her death, the Empress used her own primal power to issue him the most vicious curse.
These were all burdens Chu Yang had to bear. His future path was bound to be filled with thorns and hardships.
In that case, why should he continue to drag this little woman down?
Chu Yang was unwilling to let those around him suffer such hardships again; he preferred to bear them alone, even if it meant they would hate him.
Perhaps, only by letting this little woman harbor hatred would it be less painful for her.
He watched the little woman until her figure completely vanished from sight.
At this moment, Chu Yang turned his gaze to the village.
The once peaceful and harmonious village had turned into a place of hell after the recent events.
Blood flowed like rivers, and the ground was covered with corpses.
Chu Yang's eyes showed sorrow as scenes from the past kept replaying in his mind.
The familiar figures, the familiar village, the familiar people were all turned to nothingness in this battle.
Just like the blood feud from his childhood, it was heart-wrenching.
Leaning against a large tree alone, he remained silent for a long time.
He found a rusty iron shovel and began to dig the land.
One small mound after another was dug by Chu Yang, and he buried all the bodies within.
After a full week, Chu Yang finally buried all the bodies of the village.
He gave these deceased souls a place to rest.
Chu Yang slowly walked out of the village, stopping at the village gate for a long time.
He gazed at the village.
Chu Yang murmured to himself, "Goodbye!"
With that, Chu Yang's figure gradually faded away.
After leaving the village, Chu Yang began his journey through the mortal world.
To cultivate humanity, he naturally needed to experience the various aspects of the human world and could not stay in one place.
Chu Yang already had a purpose in his heart.
He walked towards the distant east.
The Origin of the Human Race
The origin of the human race lies in the East, and on a sacred mountain in the East, there is an ancestral temple of the human race.
This sacred mountain is known as Kunlun.
It was once called the First Divine Mountain, the Mountain of Ten Thousand Ancestors, and the ancients even referred to it as the source of the dragon veins of the Eastern land.
Kunlun also symbolizes the origin of the human race.
On Kunlun Mountain stands the Ancestral Temple of the Human Race.
This is Chu Yang's ultimate destination for this journey.
For Chu Yang, there is a persistent feeling that within the Ancestral Temple on Kunlun Mountain, lies the path to his future in the Dao of Humanity.
Chu Yang continued forward, like an ascetic.
He did not pursue speed too eagerly, but moved like an ordinary person, experiencing the various states of the human world during his journey.
On the entire Myriad Spirits Continent, there are numerous races, numbering in the thousands.
The human race is merely one among these myriad races, and it has always been one of the most waning.
It can only inhabit the Nine Continents.
This land is also known as the Human Realm, the lowest of realms.
To reach Kunlun Mountain, Chu Yang had to traverse the entire Nine Continents.
During the journey, Chu Yang experienced the human world's myriad forms and felt the seven emotions and six desires of being mortal.
He frequently witnessed other great races committing atrocities against humans.
Such as burning, killing, and looting, bloodily slaughtering the populace.
To them, humans are like ants, easily crushed with a mere flick of a finger.
Due to the weakness and low status of the human race, it is at the bottom of the hierarchy on the Myriad Spirits Continent.
There is no dignity to speak of.
Facing the invasions of the demon races, humans are utterly defenseless, only to be slaughtered.
Even among many human cultivators, they regard ordinary people as mere fodder, indifferent to the suffering of those living in dire conditions.
Sometimes, when they are in a bad mood, they might casually slaughter a group of ordinary people.
In an era dominated by myriad races and competing heroes, humans are too weak.
Often, even when human cultivators witness foreign invasions and the massacre of ordinary people, they choose to watch coldly and never lend a hand.
Perhaps for these cultivators, the ones being slaughtered are not their compatriots, but a bunch of ants, easily squashed ants.
These are not isolated incidents but a common occurrence.
Along the way, Chu Yang witnessed countless cities being destroyed, with ordinary people, regardless of age or gender, meeting tragic deaths.
There were even more extreme situations.
For example, some foreign tribes would occupy a human city not to slaughter but to keep the people like livestock, harvesting their lives when the time was ripe, treating them as blood food.
This cycle repeated endlessly.
Chu Yang was deeply moved by such tragic scenes.
In order to help the human race escape such a plight, he ultimately chose to spread the Dao.
Wherever he traveled, if there were humans present, he would generously impart his Dao methods.
Even if it was from his own cultivation system, as long as someone could benefit from it, he would selflessly share his valuable experiences.
As a result, under Chu Yang's influence, the human race began to brim with vitality.