Right and wrong have positions, but good and evil do not.

"Afraid of you?"

"Afraid of you?"

The first exclamation came from the Liu family in shock; the second was Mo Yu’s contemptuous sneer.

"Me, afraid of you?"

He laughed heartily, as if he had heard the most absurd joke in the world.

"You, a mere Qi Condensation cultivator—I could crush you with a single finger. And you think I’m afraid of you?"

"What a joke!"

The Liu family members around them stared at Ye Feng, all convinced he had lost his mind, spouting such nonsense.

"That’s right, you are afraid of me."

Facing the crowd’s puzzled looks and mocking laughter, Ye Feng remained as calm as ever, staring coldly into Mo Yu’s eyes and speaking slowly, word by word:

"If you weren’t afraid of me, why would you come here?"

"If you weren’t afraid of me, why would you want to kill me for no reason at all?"

"If you weren’t afraid of me, why would you play out this pathetic and clumsy little game, trying to shatter my Dao heart and turn everyone against me?"

"Doesn’t this all prove that you’re afraid of me?"

Ye Feng said coldly, "From the very beginning, you never intended to let me live. You arranged this farce of a choice just so you could kill me with a clear conscience."

"If I had chosen the Liu family, you’d have called me an ungrateful wretch who abandoned his blood relatives to save his own skin. If I chose the Ye family, you’d have called me a selfish hypocrite who sacrificed innocent people for his family."

"No matter which I chose, you would have found a reason to kill me."

"You place yourself on a moral high ground to judge me, but you don’t dare let me live."

Ye Feng looked at Mo Yu and let out a cold laugh.

"Now that I’ve chosen the Ye family, do you dare swear a Heavenly Dao oath that for ten years, you will harm neither me nor the Ye family in the slightest?"

"Do you dare?"

"You don’t."

"You’ll find any excuse to make your actions seem justified, but that will never hide the fear and cowardice inside you."

"So the choice was meaningless from the start."

Mo Yu’s face instantly darkened. The joy he had felt moments ago from the Liu family turning against Ye Feng vanished, replaced by deep irritation.

In his imagination,

the other party should have been panicked and uncertain, torn by inner conflict no matter what choice he made, sinking into guilt and remorse.

He would have savored watching the other’s pathetic state before crushing him.

But not like this.

The other party was terrifyingly calm, never showing a trace of hesitation or confusion from start to finish. He had read Mo Yu’s mind perfectly, exposing it bare before everyone.

It made Mo Yu look like some kind of villain.

"Nonsense!"

Mo Yu roared in fury, his fists clenched, knuckles cracking.

"How could I possibly be afraid of you!"

"Then prove it to me," Ye Feng said calmly, speaking flatly. "Swear a Heavenly Dao oath that for ten years, you will not touch me or the Ye family."

"Do you dare?"

Mo Yu’s face went pale, then flushed red. He gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, "What’s there to fear? Of course I..."

He stopped mid-sentence.

Because he didn’t dare.

He truly didn’t dare.

Who knew what outrageous luck these children of destiny might stumble upon? What if, like that Ye Shu before, one of them suddenly ascended to immortality? Then where would that leave him?

Seeing Mo Yu trail off,

the Liu family members, who had just been glaring at Ye Feng with fury, froze in surprise.

They weren’t fools.

Seeing Mo Yu’s reaction now, they couldn’t help but realize that everything Ye Feng had said was true.

"He... he was telling the truth."

"Are you kidding? The auras of those guys... they’re almost at Void Refining level. How could they be afraid of Ye Feng, a mere Qi Condensation cultivator?"

"I don’t want revenge; I just want to live."

"Revenge can wait. I only want to live now—I don’t want revenge!" The Liu family’s voices rose in a chaotic jumble. But unlike before, when they had hurled insults at Ye Feng, they now understood that the enemy was not Ye Feng, but Mo Yu.

Meanwhile, Mo Yu gritted his teeth, stared hard at Ye Feng, and began asking his system inwardly: "System, what is this target’s luck value?"

[Ding! Target: Ye Feng. Luck value: 20,000]

"Twenty thousand???"

Mo Yu was dumbfounded: "Wasn’t it ten thousand before we came here? How has it gone up now!"

"System, are you kidding me?"

"Now that the Liu family has turned against him, his luck value should have dropped, so why has it increased???"

[Ding! Host, please note that luck is not simply about addition or subtraction, or stealing opportunities. It is closely tied to personal mindset, potential, and other factors. Although Ye Feng has lost the Liu family’s support, it has no impact on his future path of growth and has actually greatly strengthened his mental state.]

"Damn it!"

Mo Yu was stunned.

Was this even possible? After all his effort, it had been useless, and he had only helped the other grow in luck?

No, this kid must not be allowed to live.

His eyes turned sharp as he glared coldly at Ye Feng.

"Even if your tongue is sharp, I can kill you whenever I want, and I need no reason. Because I am stronger than you, I am the law."

Ye Feng met his gaze calmly.

"The only difference between you and me is that you were born into better circumstances."

"In life, there will always be things beyond one’s power."

"I accept that plainly."

The other’s serene demeanor only drove Mo Yu more insane. He felt as though Ye Feng was mocking him, despising him, looking down on him from above.

"What right do you have?!"

"Just a lucky brat! Men, kill them all! Kill every single one of them!"

"Leave no one alive!"

Just as Ye Feng had said, Mo Yu had never intended to leave them any chance to live.

The black-robed men behind Mo Yu attacked together.

Boom!!!

Flames shot into the sky, blazing fire consumed everything in the courtyard. Mo Yu left with a grim face. Though he had successfully eliminated one child of destiny, a fire of rage burned in his heart.

.........

At the same time.

On a crooked tree outside the Ye family estate, Ye Shu stood on a branch in his bright red wedding robes. The firelight illuminated his profile, making the clothes seem even more vivid.

"You see, this is the righteous path."

Liu Ruyi leaned against the trunk, watching Ye Shu’s silent back. A subtle smile curved at the corner of her lips.

This was why she had brought Ye Shu here.

To make him witness with his own eyes how the so-called righteous path conducted itself, so that he would become utterly disillusioned with it and willingly fall into the demonic path.

This tactic had never failed in demonic history.

Countless brilliant and extraordinary geniuses, upon seeing the true face of the righteous path, had turned to demonic cultivation.

"Don’t look like you’ve lost your wife,"

Liu Ruyi said with a charming laugh. "In truth, the righteous and demonic paths are no different. Just like Mo Yu and the Ye family—because the Ye family might pose a future threat to the Mo family, Mo Yu wiped them out completely."

"From the Ye family’s perspective, this is undoubtedly wrong."

"From the Mo family's perspective though, can you really say they were wrong? For the sake of the clan's future peace and stability, eliminating someone who could threaten the family's standing—a Son of Fortune—is perfectly reasonable, isn't it?"

"So-called right and wrong, good and evil—in truth, they're just matters of perspective."

"Different perspectives, and thus good and evil differ."

"So... in reality, the righteous path isn't as wonderful as you think, nor is it necessarily any more noble than the demonic path."

"They're no different from us."

Liu Ruyi's voice was soft, like an alluring breeze whispering into Ye Shu's ears.

Ye Shu faced the blazing flames, his back to Liu Ruyi.

He suddenly spoke.

"I've noticed you all always take it for granted that this world is nothing but one or the other, black or white."

"Just because they're wrong, does that make you right?"

"As if saying 'different perspectives' makes everything you do justifiable."

"But you're wrong."

Ye Shu slowly turned around, staring coldly at Liu Ruyi, his expression exactly like Ye Feng's.

"Right and wrong depend on perspective, but good and evil do not."