She placed her hand on his wrist, but he shook her off.
"Who did you call Mingjie?" he asked coldly from the darkness. "Why did you save me? What do you want?"
His eyes held no trace of joy or anger, only a coldness, wariness, and indifference.
She froze, and after a long while, she reached out to touch his forehead, murmuring, "You... you should have regained some of your memories, so why are you asking such a question? I saved you because we've known each other since we were little, and you're my younger brother."
"Heh." He chuckled mockingly in the darkness, a faint emerald gleam in his eyes. "Little brother?"
Top assassins from the Great Bright Palace's Asura Field cannot have relatives or friends—if they did, they would not have survived the Three Realms; if they did, they would be ordered by their instructors to kill them with their own hands.
This woman is lying to him!
She talked about pulling out the golden needles and curing his illness—she must have been sent by the Central Plains martial arts world. Everything that appeared in his mind was just an illusion created by drugs! She just wanted to use every means to dig out some secrets of the Demonic Sect from him—he had experienced too much of this before.
Six months ago, after successfully assassinating the Lord of Dunhuang, he was unable to retreat and was captured by the martial arts world of the Central Plains who were protecting the Lord. He was imprisoned for a whole month before he found a chance to escape. In order to force him to reveal the truth, those righteous people used all sorts of horrifying methods—among which, they tried to use drugs to break his mind.
Even such torture hadn't made him utter a single word, let alone this woman in front of him who was clearly unfamiliar with how to extract confessions.
He sneered in the darkness, his fingers slowly clenching, preparing to strike at any moment.
He has to get the Dragon Blood Pearl... he absolutely has to get it!
"Don't you remember? Your name is Mingjie, you're Xuehuai's friend, we grew up together in Moga Village." After a pause, Xue Ziye's eyes suddenly dimmed, and she said softly, "You've known me since you were six... Back then... you killed someone for me for the first time—don't you remember?"
The eyes in the darkness suddenly flickered, as if recalling something, and turned a faint purple.
His eyes seemed to flash different colors depending on his emotions, captivating people's hearts.
Murder... My first time killing someone.
He stopped his hand, which had just risen from under the covers, feeling a dull ache in the back of his head. Suddenly, blood splashed before his eyes, and two swollen faces emerged from his memory—two constables in government uniforms. Their eyes were so wide open, their faces bluish-purple, that they had actually choked themselves, strangling themselves to death!
On the ground... lying on the ground was a pale, thin woman, and a pool of blood from her humiliation.
The little girl hugged the scantily clad woman and sobbed softly, her eyes clear and bright.
He suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe.
"Don't you remember? Nineteen years ago, my mother and I were being escorted through Moga village and stopped to rest at the inn in front of the village. Those two beasts tried to rape my mother..." Even as she recounted this past event, Xue Ziye's tone remained calm. "At that time, you and Xuehuai were playing outside when you heard me cry for help. You rushed in to stop them, but were brutally beaten—"
"That was when you killed someone for the first time using your eye technique."
Eye Technique! Upon hearing those two words, he trembled violently, his eyes shining brightly.
“After my mother died, I became an orphan and wandered around Moga Village. I was able to survive only because of Xuehuai and your care. The three of us became very good friends—I am a year older than you, and I even recognized you as my younger brother.”
He clutched his head, desperately trying to fight off the images flooding his mind with each word, breathing rapidly.
It's fake...it's fake! Just like how eye techniques can bewitch people, she's also trying to control his memories in some way!
"Don't you remember? It was because you killed those two constables that your clan discovered your extraordinary talent, considered you a reincarnation of the Demon Eye, and locked you up." Xue Ziye's voice was soft and distant. "Mingjie, you were imprisoned for seven years, and Xuehuai and I came to talk to you every day... until the night the clan was wiped out."
The night of the annihilation... the night of the annihilation...
Memories surged up uncontrollably once again—
Snow was falling outside, the house was dark and cold, and their hands and feet were tightly chained to the wall, huddled in a dark corner.
Someone opened the dark room and spoke to him:
"Would you like to go out?"
The voice kept asking him, with a certain allure and magic.
"That bunch of vulgar people, like pigs and dogs, have no idea how powerful you are... Only I know your power, and only I can unleash your true strength. Do you want to come with me?"
"I want to get out! I want to get out! Let me out..." he shouted in the darkness, feeling like he was being driven crazy.
"Alright, I'll take you out." The voice smiled. "But you must submit to me, become my eye, and reign supreme over the martial world, looking down upon this vast world and all living beings on my behalf. Do you agree?"
"—Or would you rather be discriminated against, imprisoned, have your eyes gouged out, and live in darkness for the rest of your life?"
"Let me out!" He pounded on the wall, his heart breaking at the thought that today was the deadline the chief had given him, and he shouted desperately, "Just let me out!"
Suddenly, the darkness split open, the light shattered his vision, and everything went blank.
In the blank space, blood spurted out, accompanied by a shrill scream.
That was...that was...blood and fire!
“That night…” she lowered her eyes, her words filled with sorrow and hatred.
"Shut up!" he suddenly hissed, then burst out uncontrollably, grabbing Xue Ziye by the throat!
"Shut up..." he hissed in a low, hoarse voice, his hands trembling. "Shut up!"
She was pinned against the wall, staring in surprise at the eyes that had turned into a glassy blue. In an instant, she realized what he was about to do and closed her eyes just in time before the pupil technique was activated.
"Look at me!" He freed one hand and ruthlessly pried open her eyes, his nails almost digging into her eyeballs. "Look at me!"
She was forced to open her eyes, staring at the pair of demonic eyes before her, and felt a powerful force invading her heart.
"Listen, give me back the Dragon Blood Pearl right now! Otherwise... otherwise I'll... make you die slowly."
His face was pale and ghastly, like a demon—how could Meisuke have become like this? Now, he believes in nothing, shows no mercy to anything, and recklessly pursues what he wants, even his blood has slowly turned cold.
Are these the assassins from the Shura Field of the Great Bright Palace?