Chapter 60: Because the people of the world have betrayed me, I don’t love gods, I don’t love demons, and I don’t love...

Yu Yao/Text

"What do you mean?"

After the chief officer left, Xi Che turned back to ask Chu Yan. The drop of water just now floated out from Chu Yan's arms, and he actually felt the breath of the Spring of Inquiry from it.

"What is that drop of water? Why can it trap Liu Wuhuan?"

Chu Yan did not answer his question, but only said: "Let's talk about it somewhere else."

Xi Che looked around and found that more and more people were attracted by the unusual movement here, so he nodded reluctantly: "Then let's go back to Xiaoyao Mountain."

Before Chu Yan responded, he looked up into the depths of the clouds. Xi Che also followed his gaze and saw Zhu Wu who was staring at them with a cold face. No wonder I noticed someone watching me from the beginning. It was him. Xi Che narrowed his eyes subconsciously. Baihu's low and heavy breathing was close to his ears, and he became a little restless. Xi Che knew that Baihu wanted revenge. The last time they met, it was so weak and was bullied by Zhu Wu's crane. Now that it has recovered, of course it wants to get revenge.

"White Tiger."

Xi Che gently pressed White Tiger's head and looked at Zhu Wu without saying a word - although Zhu Wu had killed him once, Xi Che still felt guilty when he saw him again. Xi Che did not speak first. When Chu Yan noticed that Zhu Wu was staring at them, he quietly moved in front of Xi Che to block his sight.

Zhu Wu sneered, turned around and disappeared on the spot. Xi Che hesitated for a moment, but decided to follow him.

"Are you going?"

Chu Yan called him. Xi Che looked back at the ladder beside him at this time. He had already made up his mind: "Although Liu Wuhuan was captured, the barrier of the ladder was also destroyed. Do you think Zhu Wu called me back on his own initiative?"

- The barrier of the ladder was destroyed, and it became very easy to climb to Jiuyou. What is needed now is a "resurrected god of war" to guard Jiuyou.

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, with obvious sarcasm in his eyes: "Those people in the Ninety-Nine Heavens are so quick to think."

Xi Che looked back at him in confusion: "Ninety-Nine Heavens?"

Chu Yan nodded slightly: "After the destruction of Langfeng Pavilion, the directors left the Nine Netherworld and went to the Ninety-Nine Heavens. Although they don't monitor the Nine Netherworld gods as closely as before, they will still inquire about major events such as the destruction of the ladder." He paused and continued: "And my feeling is that they are in charge of fewer things now, but they have not lost power. On the contrary, they have become more unpredictable." Xi

Che was a little surprised, but what he was thinking was, whether the Ninety-Nine Heavens also knew about the fight between Chu Yan and Zhu Wu for him... If there is such a possibility, he must go there, otherwise there will be trouble.

After returning to Jiuyou, Xi Che and Chu Yan first went to see Liu Wuhuan who was imprisoned in the water prison. He had been punished by thunder and had a bloody wound on his back from being hooked by the Broken Yuan Hook. He was now sitting in the corner of the water prison in a daze. Looking at him, the wounds on his body did not seem scary at all, but his mental state made people more worried.

Originally, the two of them were unable to meet him. It was only after Liu Wuhuan strongly requested to see Chu Yan that the chief allowed them to meet. The moment he saw Chu Yan, Liu Wuhuan finally reacted. He turned his head, stared at Chu Yan and said, "Ying Lei..."

He only said the name, but Chu Yan already understood. He frowned and said with a sigh, "She has died."

Xi Che frowned tightly - the Wenxin Spring dried up, and Ying Lei, as the god in charge of the Wenxin Spring, naturally died as well. But what is the relationship between Liu Wuhuan and Ying Lei? He thought again of the drop of water that had just fallen on Liu Wuhuan's forehead, and many associations came to his mind - perhaps, that drop of water was left by Ying Lei, and it was left by her to Liu Wuhuan.

Liu Wuhuan was silent for a long time as if he was dead, and suddenly he started laughing out loud. From the moment he really destroyed the Heavenly Ladder barrier, Liu Wuhuan seemed to be in solitude and no longer cared about anything. His laughter at this moment sounded particularly sad. Unexpectedly... Could Ying Lei be the only factor that could touch him? What is the relationship between the two of them?

Xi Che looked at Chu Yan, who obviously didn't know the inside story. He shook his head at him and said, "I just followed Ying Lei's last wishes and kept her things."

Liu Wuhuan finally stopped laughing. As if he suddenly remembered something, he pounced on the edge of the water dungeon and stared at Chu Yan, "Why...how could Ying Lei die? I should have disappeared before her. If she died..."

Chu Yan frowned, "I don't know, but you should know that it is difficult for the God of Plague to die naturally."

The belief in the God of Plague does not come from the worship of believers, but from people's fear of disease and bad luck. As long as someone fears these things, the God of Plague will not die. In other words, as long as there are human beings in the world and birth, aging, sickness and death exist, the god of plague will not disappear.

Liu Wuhuan said: "If so, there will be no transfer of identity. When the negative energy sealed in our bodies accumulates to a certain level, even as a god, it will be unbearable. I will not die as a god, but I will disappear."

The Plague God also has a change of identity, but compared to ordinary gods, their way of change is different.

"I should have disappeared long ago... unless... unless someone truly believes in me."

When Xi Che heard this, he suddenly remembered something. Before he betrayed Jiuyou, he had a good relationship with Ying Lei. Every time he secretly poured out the Wenxin Spring and refused to be cleansed by the Wenxin Spring, it was Ying Lei who helped him hide it, so he knew some of her secrets. There has been an unlettered tablet enshrined in Yinglei's temple for many years. Xi Che was once curious about this, but did not dare to ask more questions.

Could that tablet be Liu Wuhuan's...

Xi Che had this guess and told this matter out loud. He was very angry. He had a vague guess in his mind that there must be some entanglement between Liu Wuhuan and Ying Lei, otherwise Ying Lei would not always look like she was worried. Even if they were friends, he would never be able to get into her heart.

"What did you do to her?"

After Liu Wuhuan experienced an emotional breakdown, everything finally returned to calm, and he slowly told the whole story.

With Liu Wuhuan's identity, there was no way he would have known Ying Lei. Ying Lei is the disciple of the God of Water. She is beautiful, has a high status, and is a rare goddess. She is very popular in Jiuyou. Liu Wuhuan is the God of Plague, and one can imagine his status in Jiuyou. He also knew that he was not welcome and lived alone in the most remote corner of Jiuyou. Two people with such different statuses should not have had any intersection until the world encountered a rare flood.

The place hit by the flood was just one of the three thousand small worlds. Originally, the Water God and the Rain God, who were in charge of the world's water sources, should have come forward to solve the matter together, but the Water God felt that this small world was not worth mentioning, so she only sent out Ying Lei, which was also a trial for her to start her career. As luck would have it, Liu Wuhuan was hiding by the Tianchi Lake to practice at that time. He saw the water of the Tianchi Lake pouring down and rushing straight to the mortal world. Liu Wuhuan was surprised. Looking down from the clouds, he saw that the world was already in ruins.

At that time he was still a newborn god, he had not experienced all the cold stares, he had a pure desire to save the world, he did not even think about whether his power was enough to resist the flood, and he tried to stop it. However, the Tianchi Lake collapsed and the water poured out. It was beyond the ability of a low-ranking god like him to resist. During the resistance, Liu Wuhuan was washed down to the lower world by the water of Tianchi Lake.

Liu Wuhuan was a god after all, and was not harmed in this accident. His power was unable to stop the flood, so he used the most stupid method, which was to send the villagers to the high mountains one by one so that they could temporarily save their lives. It was also here that Liu Wuhuan met Ying Lei, who came to help with the disaster relief. The flood was too severe and after three months of efforts, it was finally stopped. Ying Lei was recalled to the underworld by the God of Water, while Liu Wuhuan stayed in the mortal world to help mortals rebuild their homes.

This seemed like an accidental contact, but in fact a lot of things happened. Liu Wuhuan always knew that he was unpopular, and a goddess like Yinglei was even less likely to become his friend. Although they interacted as comrades-in-arms and often developed feelings of mutual appreciation, he packaged himself as an indifferent person who refused to communicate because of his inferiority complex.

The seeds of love took root and sprouted silently without either of them knowing.

After Yingluo returned to Jiuyou, she would often think of Liu Wuhuan. She often peeked at the lower world through the peeping mirror of the Wenxin Spring, watching Liu Wuhuan busying around and leading a group of mortals to rebuild their homes. She watched him doing things that had nothing to do with gods day after day... Originally a person despised by all gods, in Yingluo's eyes, he was so interesting and cute. This subtle feeling increased every day as time went by.

Ying Lei was innocent and enthusiastic, so the Water God soon discovered her abnormality. Ying Lei then confessed her affection for Liu Wuhuan. The Water God was furious, but he could not bear to blame his little disciple. Instead, he poured all his anger on Liu Wuhuan. The Water God did not object openly, but asked Ying Lei to bring Liu Wuhuan to him for a look.

Ying Lei foolishly went to the mortal world to find Liu Wuhuan, but when she saw the devastated scene of the mortal world and Liu Wuhuan's busy figure, she suddenly felt that the things she wanted to say were unimportant. Ying Lei forgot her original intention of coming here and became busy with Liu Wuhuan.

When the two returned to Jiuyou again, the relationship between them had become very close. The Water God met with Liu Wuhuan alone. He looked at him with a sneer, and with just one sentence he easily shattered the confidence that he had built up with great difficulty.

"You are so shameless. Do you want Yinglei to be like you, despised by the entire Jiuyou?"

Liu Wuhuan had lived that kind of life for too long, so he naturally understood what that felt like. If Yinglei really stayed with him, she would have to accept all the suffering he had endured before, and he would personally pull the person he loved from the clouds into the mud.

Liu Wuhuan fled from Jiuyou in a panic. Rather than hating the Water God, he hated himself more. He realized his own cowardice and also realized that the relationship between them was so fragile that it could be defeated by just one sentence.

After Liu Wuhuan went to the mortal world, he lost contact with Ying Lei. Ying Lei didn't know why he left or where he went, so she looked for him everywhere. Seeing his disciple so anxious, the Water God finally couldn't help it. He called Yinglai to his presence and told her that he would give her one last task. If she completed the task, he would tell her the whereabouts of Liu Wuhuan and would not interfere in their relationship anymore.

The task that the Water God gave to Ying Lei was also very simple. One day, the Water God discovered a wonder in a small world in the underworld. Looking down through the peephole of the Spring of Inquiry, he saw a mushroom cloud opening up in the sky above the small world, covering the small world. After many days of observation, he found that the mushroom cloud was actually expanding day by day. The speed of this expansion was very slow, but it could be seen that it was indeed expanding. The Water God ordered Yinglei to use her divine power from the upper realm to find a way to get rid of the gray mushroom cloud. If she could do it, it would prove that she was capable of standing on her own, and her master would not be able to interfere in her affairs.

Yingla felt that her master gave her such a simple task because he was kind to her and wanted to give her the chance to be with Liu Wuhuan, so she naturally agreed with pleasure. She judged that the mushroom cloud should be a condensation of air, which could be removed if pressure was applied from the outside to make it compact. So Ying Lei used her divine power to move a flaming meteorite and gently dropped it on the mushroom cloud, trying to crush it. Doing so would not only achieve her goal, but also protect this small world from being harmed by her divine power. But what made Yinglai feel incredible was that the mushroom cloud was indeed suppressed a little at first, but as time went on, it actually emerged again tremblingly and became more swollen than before.

Later, Yinglei tried many methods, whether it was pressing it with huge rocks, roasting it with wildfires, or blowing it with hurricanes, the gray mushroom cloud was still very dark. Ying Lei finally became impatient, or perhaps her competitive spirit was aroused, so she used her own life-saving magic weapon. The jade bowl was like a dark cloud, and the flood mixed with huge rocks rumbled on the mushroom cloud, indicating the pressure of the gods. At first, the mushroom cloud could still hold out in the flood, but as Ying Lei increased her strength, the mushroom cloud finally stopped growing. It shrunk from the size of a bowl to the size of a wine glass, no longer growing or shrinking, and was nailed into the ground like a nail.

Ying Lei finally put away her magic weapon. The mushroom cloud had obviously won the competition, but she was unwilling to accept this and flew to the underworld herself to check what the mushroom cloud was. She wanted to find out how such a stubborn phenomenon could exist in the world. However, when she arrived in the lower world, Yinglai, who saw everything clearly, almost collapsed. It turned out that the one who had been fighting against her divine power for many days was none other than the lover she had been looking for. The mushroom cloud was a barrier propped up by Liu Wuhuan with his divine power.

After Liu Wuhuan left Jiuyou, he wandered in various small worlds. When he arrived at this small world, he found it very strange. It seemed to be abandoned by the gods. Fire fell from the sky, the ground was constantly surging, there was a flood every three days, and a sandstorm every five days. He had never seen such an unlucky small world. But in such a world, there are still a small number of humans left, and they are struggling to survive. Liu Wuhuan was moved with compassion and wanted to help them, so he used his divine power to prop up the barrier. However, as the God of Plague, Liu Wuhuan's duty is to seal the evil and evil thoughts in his body, and he can only release a limited amount of divine power. Even if he wants to help, there is little he can do. However, the people here discovered him, and they began to believe in him and regard him as their savior. They broke the rocks on the mountain and mixed them with red clay to make statues for him, and built temples for him with mud bricks. It was the first time that Liu Wuhuan met his believers. It was a novel experience. His divine power gradually became stronger after he had believers. The mushroom cloud he held up also slowly expanded in the process.

But for some reason, suddenly one day, the disaster suffered by this small world suddenly worsened. Many times he had to struggle to hold up the barrier to resist those boulders, wildfires, hurricanes, quicksand... Every time he escaped a disaster, the people here became more determined in their faith in him, and his power became stronger. However, because he had been holding up the barrier for a long time, Liu Wuhuan could no longer move. When the devastating flood hit, Liu Wuhuan could only use all his strength to resist. He could not retreat, and he could not retreat. Liu Wuhuan knew that he might not be able to hold up this barrier any longer, but for the believers behind him, he had to persevere. His feet gradually merged into the earth, and his body slowly turned into solid rock, like a pillar supporting the mushroom cloud.

So, even at the last moment, his little bit of divine power remained, opening a very small umbrella of protection for his believers.

The flood stopped and the humans in this small world were saved, but Liu Wuhuan also turned into a clay sculpture. He lost his divine body and was no longer a mortal body. Instead, he turned into a huge pillar that towered into the clouds, standing there quietly.

Yinglu almost went crazy looking at her lover who could no longer respond to her. She fell down and sat down at the foot of a pillar. Then a human came out from behind the pillar, and then a group of humans came out one after another... Yinglu couldn't help but cover her face and cry. Self-blame and guilt almost drowned her.

The Water God also floated down from the sky to her front. Looking at his beloved disciple, he sighed softly, "Love should belong to humans, not gods. You don't care about the lives of humans in this world, or whether this world will collapse because of your divine power, just to be with him. You are so reckless. You are unworthy of being a god."

Yinglai knelt down at the feet of the water god and bowed deeply. She admitted her mistake, because of her mistake, she killed her lover. Ying Lei swore in front of all mortals that she would never neglect her duty again. From then on, she became the goddess of the Spring of Conscience. She would always guard the spring, protect the order of the Nine Netherworld, and atone for her sins.

Xi Che was so shocked after hearing this story that he couldn't say anything to blame him until now. At first he thought that the water god was using such conspiracy and trickery, which was really shameless for a god. But he didn't expect that he wanted to use such an extreme way to warn his disciples not to indulge in private affairs?

Xi Che could not help but frown and mutter, "Water God... The Water God's methods were a bit extreme, but today's outcome was also God's will."

Liu Wuhuan suddenly sneered, "Bullshit. You think the Water God is so noble, he wanted me dead a long time ago. Why do you think the underworld was destroyed by the flood, why do you think there was a big hole in Tianchi suddenly? It was the Water God who drilled through Tianchi when he was practicing magic, and all these disasters were caused by him. However, I was the only one who saw that the raging flood was pouring down from Tianchi at that time. The Water God wanted to kill me to silence me, and also used this to persuade Yinglei to give up the idea of ​​looking for me again. Only a despicable person like him could think of such a clever plan to kill two birds with one stone."

Moreover, the Water God did not let Liu Wuhuan go. After he brought Yinglei back to Jiuyou, he told the believers who were rescued by Liu Wuhuan with his true body method that he was actually the God of Plague, and if he had not suddenly arrived here, they would not have to suffer such a bad fate. When the water god descended to the world, he appeared in the form of a god, so what he said was of course credible. As a result, those mortals who originally regarded Liu Wuhuan as a savior turned against him. They smashed the temples and statues that they had built with their own hands and trampled him into the mud. Liu Wuhuan was filled with resentment that could not be dissipated, and because he had accumulated all the resentment and negative energy in the world, he became a demon god after his death.

"I just want to destroy the Ladder to Heaven and the Nine Netherworld. I want everyone to see clearly the ugly faces of these gods."

Xi Che stared at him closely: "Then how have I offended you? Since I became King Shen, I have been helping you. Why do you scheme against me like this?"

"Why?" Liu Wuhuan glanced at Xi Che and said indifferently: "No, you have never offended anyone. You are the same as Yue Tongqing, or in other words, the entire Gou Tu clan. You are just knives in my hand. Hahahaha! Arthas, I have to admit that you are the sharpest knife in my hand. Your divine power is strong, but you are stupid, impulsive, and soft-hearted. If it weren't for you, I would not be able to design a war between gods and demons."

Xi Che suddenly figured it out at this time. He swallowed hard: "You killed Xueyan and her brother... And you hung their heads outside my door?"

Liu Wuhuan did not answer, but looked at him and smiled. His smile was full of malice, but there was only desolation in his eyes.

He no longer needed to answer, as Xi Che saw the answer from his eyes - he had destroyed the thing that Xi Che cherished most at that time, causing him to become completely possessed by the devil, causing him to completely lose his composure, and he put the blame on Jiuyou, which led to the war that shook the three realms...

Xi Che subconsciously took a step back and almost lost his balance. If he had heard the truth before, he would definitely want to kill Liu Wuhuan, but now he felt that he didn't even have the strength to kill him. Liu Wuhuan didn't care about anything now, he had achieved his goal, and destroying the ladder was enough to cause chaos in Jiuyou for a while, so he was not afraid of death, nor was he afraid of completely disappearing from this world.

He was betrayed, plotted against, and abandoned by them, so he loves neither God, the devil, nor people.

After the death of the goddess Yinglei, he became a complete madman.

At this moment, Xi Che suddenly felt someone holding his shoulders, and Chu Yan's voice came from above his head: "Enough, let's go."

Xi Che looked at Liu Wuhuan deeply and nodded tiredly - things here should no longer be interfered with by him, so he should leave it to the chief to handle.