Holding a child-bearing system, seducing all the handsome male cultivators in the wilderness

Cang Yuan felt a dull pain in his heart: "Yes, it is ridiculous for me to say this now, and it cannot make up for the mistakes I have made. But Nan Xing, I really want to make amends and atone for my past mistakes."

Jiuluo Nanxing pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a mocking smile: "Atonement? How do you atone for your sins? Can you turn back time and prevent all that pain and hurt from happening?"

Cang Yuan lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "I know that I can't change the past, but I can spend the rest of my life making up for it, protecting you, and preventing you from getting hurt again."

"Protect us?" Jiuluo Nanxing turned around, his eyes like knives, "Why do you want to protect us? If it weren't for you, my parents wouldn't have..."

He stopped talking abruptly, unwilling to mention that painful memory again.

Cang Yuan clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into the flesh, but he seemed not to feel the pain.

"Nanxing, it was your uncle who was wrong, extremely wrong. I know I am to blame for this. I dare not ask for your forgiveness, but I hope..."

"What do you hope for?" Jiuluo Nanxing interrupted him coldly, "Do you hope that I can forget the past and call you uncle? Or do you hope that I can live in peace with you and be a happy family?"

"Cang Yuan, you have lived for more than seven hundred years. Can you stop being so naive?"

Cang Yuan raised his head, his eyes slightly reddened: "Nan Xing, is it really impossible to save the relationship between us?"

"Cang Yuan, let alone the suffering I have endured in the past, just based on the decades of confrontation between you and me, can all the bloodshed and sacrifices be written off?"

"You asked me if we can redeem ourselves, but do you know whether those innocent people who died because of you, and their tribesmen, are also willing to redeem themselves?"

"Have you really been a demon for too long? Do you think the lives of my fellow men in the wilderness are worthless?"

When Cang Yuan heard this, his body trembled and his face turned as pale as paper in an instant.

These words instantly pushed him from his beautiful dream into the abyss and made him completely sober.

Yes, how could he forget the wars that were started because of him and the innocent lives that were lost because of him? Could his crimes be made up for with a simple "atonement"?

He lowered his head dejectedly, his voice hoarse: "You are right, my sins are too deep to be redeemed."

Jiuluo Nanxing looked at him, with mixed emotions in his heart. He had hated this man for hundreds of years, but at this moment, looking at his decadent appearance, he did not feel the pleasure of revenge.

"Cang Yuan, recognizing reality is the most important thing you should do."

"At today's banquet, everyone was willing to accept you, mostly because of Wan Ji's face, and also because you have indeed made contributions to the demon race. However, this does not mean that everyone has forgotten your crimes."

"If you truly repent, you should know where your place is. Don't dream of things that don't belong to you, such as family affection, such as... Wan Ji."

Jiuluo Nanxing's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Cangyuan's heart hard. He looked up at Jiuluo Nanxing, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.

"Nanxing, you...you mean, Wanji..." Cangyuan's voice trembled and he could hardly say a complete sentence.

Jiuluo Nanxing smiled coldly, that smile was mixed with a bit of sarcasm and pity.

"Oh, Cang Yuan, ah Cang Yuan, you don't really think that Wan Ji will fall in love with you, do you?"

"You and I both know that Wan Ji's heart has never been with you. She chose to marry you out of consideration for the overall situation, for the future of the demon race, and for the safe growth of the children."

"You should be clear about what role you play in this marriage?"

"I might as well tell you that Wan Ji only saw that you look about 60% similar to me, so she stayed with you when she was lonely. She just regarded you as a substitute for me."

"Substitute..." Cang Yuan muttered to himself. These three words were like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart again and again.

He recalled the nights when Li Wanji had satisfied her sexual desires and spent time with him. Those moments, which seemed tender but were actually empty, now turned into sharp blades, cutting his already broken heart.

"So that's how it is..." He murmured in a low voice, his voice full of bitterness and self-mockery, "I am so ridiculous, so self-righteous to think that..."

Cang Yuan still didn't give up. He stared at Jiuluo Nanxing closely and said, "This...did Wan Ji tell you these words in person?"

Jiuluo Nanxing's eyes were cold: "Why do I need her to tell me? Can't you see clearly? The human heart is like a mirror, and the truth can be reflected in one's behavior. You and I are not children who have just experienced the world, so why deceive ourselves?"

Killing people and destroying their hearts, these words were undoubtedly the biggest blow to Cang Yuan.

He staggered a step, as if he had lost all his strength, as if his whole body had been drained away.

"I... I understand." Cang Yuan felt as if his throat had been stabbed by a razor blade, and it hurt so much. "I was too naive, thinking that time could dilute everything, and that sincerity could be exchanged for forgiveness. It turns out that everything was just my wishful thinking."

He looked up at the starry sky, as if he wanted to find some comfort there, but the stars in the sky just twinkled indifferently, without any response to him.

"Nanxing, don't worry. Although I, Cangyuan, am not a saint, I also know what to do and what not to do. From now on, I will do my duty, do my best for the family, and never have any unreasonable thoughts again."

"Yeah." Jiuluo Nanxing responded softly, but his expression did not ease at all.

"Cang Yuan, I will personally grind your bones and scatter your ashes, which will sever the blood connection between you and me. From now on, you and I are no longer uncle and nephew. Although we share the same wife, our relationship is over. Only responsibilities and obligations remain."

"I, Jiuluo Nanxing, will tell you clearly right now that I will never forgive you in this life or in eternity!"

"So from now on, don't ask me for any response or forgiveness. You do yours, I do mine, we'll be well and not bother each other."

Jiuluonanxing's words were decisive and cold, like a gust of cold wind in winter, blowing away all the warmth and fantasy.

Upon hearing this, Cang Yuan's body shook again, but this time he did not say anything more. He just looked at Jiuluo Nanxing deeply. In those eyes that were once full of wildness and unruliness, there was now only endless vicissitudes and fatigue.

He turned slowly and left the courtyard with heavy steps. Every step seemed to be stepping on his heart, and the pain was so severe that he could hardly breathe.

Injure the enemy a thousand, and injure yourself eight hundred!

Jiuluo Nanxing's usually soft heart was now as hard as if it had been frozen.

He was not unkind, but the grudges and hatreds of those years had already left indelible scars in his heart.

The rift between him and Cang Yuan could no longer be repaired by words. Only by keeping a distance could he avoid further harm.

This is their fate, a road of no return, with each of them carrying a heavy past and heading towards an unknown future.