Himmlischer König - Kapitel 94
The traffickers locked them in the cave and never appeared again, disappearing without a trace. Dozens of children in the cave endured the cold and hunger, but eventually could not bear it. When people are at their most miserable moment, they become like wild beasts!
Dozens of children began killing each other, and then they divided and ate the people they had killed!
Once something like this happens once, it will happen again, and even a third time... They begin to be wary of each other, attack each other, and no one is trustworthy; everyone is someone who wants to kill them.
The only way is to strike first and kill the opponent before being killed yourself!
Inside the cave, the last survivor was Ye Chuhan, a thirteen-year-old boy whose narrow eyes were filled with a terrifyingly cold light!
Several herders discovered the cave on a full moon night and opened it up!
When the herdsmen opened the stone cave and saw Ye Chuhan huddled in the darkness, their faces turned deathly pale!
Maybe.
They thought they were seeing demons from hell.
He was a thirteen-year-old boy, covered in frostbite scars, as thin as a bamboo pole. His left hand was tightly gripping a handful of damp soil, while his right hand was clutching a dead rat. He was curled up there, trembling as he swallowed the bright red rat flesh.
He finally—
They survived!!
From that day forward, he would never trust anyone again, nor would he allow anyone to betray or abandon him. He would rather betray the whole world than let the world betray him!
Thirteen-year-old Ye Chuhan went to the deepest part of the desert and knelt before the Night Emperor, who was known as the supreme martial arts master in the world, for three days and three nights without sleep, rest, food and drink!
The Night Emperor of the Desert eventually accepted him as his disciple!
Three years later.
Sixteen-year-old Ye Chuhan arrived in Black City alone. In one night, she slaughtered all the bandits in Black City, men, women, and children, leaving no one alive. She hung Leng Yexiao's body on a tree and slowly let it dry in the sun. She then threw the corpse to eagles and vultures to devour, leaving not a trace of it!
Six years later.
Nineteen-year-old Ye Chuhan arrived at Tianshan Snow Gate alone and met his father, Ye Zheng, the sect leader of Tianshan Snow Gate!
Ye Zheng, who was bedridden and on the verge of death, heard a few words from him and before he could even make a move, he looked up to the sky and howled, tears streaming down his face, and died by striking his head against a pillar!
Ye Chuhan became the sect leader of the Tianshan Snow Sect.
He summoned his younger brother Ye Chuxue, who was far away in Jiangnan. After nine years, the two brothers met again. With a faint smile, he casually poured a cup of poisoned wine for his brother Chuxue, who was crying tears of joy.
Nineteen-year-old Chu Xue laughed happily like a child, her face as clear and clean as Chu Han's. She picked up her wine glass without any hesitation, her voice gentle and quiet.
"Brother, I've finally waited for you to come back."
“Brother, Father has been searching for you and Mother. After he escaped with me from the encirclement, he fell into the hands of the Central Plains Blissful God Sect and was imprisoned for five years. When he returned to the desert, he could not find you.”
"Brother, you have to believe me."
Unfortunately, he didn't believe any of what Chu Xue said!
Ye Chuhan smiled coldly, his eyes indifferent, and watched without saying a word as his younger brother Chuxue drank the poisoned wine in one gulp. From then on, his body was like a stone statue, and he fell into a deep sleep, never to wake up, becoming his prisoner.
Chu Han, at nineteen, was cold, cruel, and bloodthirsty...
He will never trust anyone again, or perhaps during his desolate years of wandering in the desert, he has forgotten how to trust someone.
Before someone betrays or abandons him, he will not hesitate to destroy that person with his own hands, so that he will not suffer the pain of betrayal and abandonment.
No one gets the chance to abandon him, and he won't feel heartache for anyone!
As long as he doesn't feel heartache, he will always be the ultimate victor!
[The End of "Tilted Snow, Cold Soul"]
The candlelight was as dim as a bean.
In the dim light, two identical handsome faces were reflected, but the sleeping one's face remained warm, while the standing one's face was as cold as ice.
They also huddled together in a cloak to keep warm in the icy desert.
They once wandered hand in hand through the wind and sand, growing up together, but a calamity led them down different paths in life.
One is filled with hatred, cold and suspicious; the other is pure of heart, warm as ever.
"During my painful years of wandering in the desert, I gritted my teeth and vowed that I would never again feel heartache for anyone else in this lifetime..."
Ye Chuhan embraced Chu Xue's cold, thin shoulders, which were as silent as death, and held his cold hand. His narrow eyes were filled with sorrowful sadness.
"I will never let any of you betray me again, and I will never let you abandon me... even though I know that all of you hate me and wish I were dead..."
The first snowflake's hand suddenly slipped from the first chill's grasp...
Chu Han was startled and looked down, only to see that Chu Xue's clenched fist, warmed by the heat of Chu Han's palm, slowly loosened as if melting, and a small wad of paper silently fell from Chu Xue's hand that she had held for nine years...
The small crumpled paper fell onto the cold ground.
That crumpled piece of paper was clutched in Ye Chuxue's hand for nine whole years. He slept peacefully with that piece of paper in his hand, but Ye Chuhan never noticed, because for nine years, he never thought of getting close to his younger brother.