For Justice

"Haha, haha!" Qin Ran avoided Long Qiqi's gaze, looking towards Sword Washing Lake, and laughed, "With me guarding Dan Peak, what else could happen?"

Long Qiqi stared at Qin Ran's obviously flustered face, and slowly understood, solemnly saying: "Then the problem must be you!"

"Say it, what bad thing did you do behind our backs?!" she shouted.

"I didn't! It wasn't me! Don't talk nonsense!" Qin Ran directly denied three times in a row, and fled.

Qin Ran, good at scheming, but not good at coping.

If he wanted to set up a scheme, he could consider all the possible variations within it, and all the choices of the people involved would be included, ultimately leading to the ending he had preset...if no unexpected accidents happened.

But for the same scheme, if there was sudden external interference, or accidental factors he hadn't calculated for, then for such a scheme he would have a hard time dealing with it, the probability of failure reaching ninety percent.

In this "Death Pill" incident, whether intentional or not, he had made a mistake, yet hadn't done much to remedy it, leading to frequent accidents.

And accidents, to him, were just too awful, he was most unskilled at handling accidents.

And so under Long Qiqi's intentional investigation and inquiries everywhere, the black history of the chief of Dan Peak slowly surfaced.

On this day, the sky was overcast and gloomy. Long Qiqi came to the edge of Sword Washing Lake for a final interview about the incident with Liu Xiaoji, the surviving Devouring Demon Willow, in order to seal the lid on this matter.

She walked along the bank of Sword Washing Lake, and suddenly saw a man in a rain cape fishing ahead of her by the lake.

No one knew who this rain-caped man was, what his name was, where he came from, what he was doing, just hearing his hoarse voice speaking to Long Qiqi: "Ahead is hell!"

Long Qiqi stopped upon hearing this, looking at the rain-caped man, her face bearing a kind of lofty radiance unafraid of sacrifice for the sake of truth, she said: "For truth's sake, someone must stand out, so why can't it be me? As the saying goes, if I don't enter hell, who will?"

The sky darkened, small waves appeared on the lake, the ink-green willow branches along the bank swayed in the wind, the lakeside fisherman was silent, only the sound of the breeze blowing was heard. It was a rather ominous scene.

"Have you thought it through? Once you take this step, you won't have the chance to turn back, it may be eternal damnation!" the rain-caped man continued reminding her.

Long Qiqi didn't speak, silently taking a step forward, one step closer to Liu Xiaoji, one step closer to the truth.

"Sometimes..." the rain-caped man sighed, "For some matters, it's better to leave them buried in history."

"I just want the people of the world to know what it was really like!" Long Qiqi gritted her teeth, sticking to her beliefs.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" the rain-caped man asked.

The hoarse voice made even the willow branches stop swaying.

"I'm sure!" Long Qiqi nodded.

"Even if you have eternal regret?"

The sun had long retreated, the clouds didn't dare stir.

"I have no regrets!" Long Qiqi's gaze was firm!

"Sigh...foolish one, foolish one..." the rain-caped man sighed, slowly disappearing from the lakeside. Only his lament remained in the air, his figure no longer seen.

Long Qiqi raised her head looking at the sky, feeling the pressure of the clouds above weighing down upon her heart.

She took a deep breath, then gently breathed out.

"There must be someone in this world willing to stand out!"

Thinking thus, she resolutely strode forward, step by step until she stood before Liu Xiaoji.

This lightning-struck tree that had suffered tribulation, its whole body scorched black, had already revived, growing six or seven willow branches, possessing even greater vitality.

"What exactly happened that night?" Long Qiqi asked Liu Xiaoji.

A baby appeared atop the willow branch, supporting it as he shook his head at Long Qiqi: "No, I can't say."

Seeing the panicked expression on Liu Xiaoji's face, Long Qiqi asked: "What are you afraid of?"

Liu Xiaoji slowly raised his head, glancing at the overcast sky.

Long Qiqi understood, who else in Dan Peak could be regarded as the heavens?

"Hmph!" she coldly laughed, "If we unite, perhaps he won't be able to cover the heavens with one hand!"

"You don't know his horror!" Liu Xiaoji's voice trembled.

"No...I know!" Long Qiqi said intensely, "Every person in Dan Peak is deeply enslaved by him, abused by him, tortured by him!"

"Every person in Dan Peak?" Liu Xiaoji questioned.

"That's right!" Long Qiqi heavily nodded, "There's Xiao Yin who lost his companion, and Chasing the Wind who was deceived. They're on our side! We must unite!!"

Hearing this, Liu Xiaoji finally made up his mind, and began speaking: "It was an pitch black night..."

Boom! Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the sky!

"As usual I was catching fish and shrimp, feeling the breeze, but suddenly, a man appeared beside me..."

"Was it him?" Long Qiqi interrupted Liu Xiaoji's words.

"It was him!" Liu Xiaoji nodded, continuing to say, "His face was terrifyingly twisted, as if a monster crawled out of hell.

"I saw him looking around, as if choosing his next innocent living being to drag into hell.

"Suddenly, he took a liking to a lovely little fish! He was extremely cruel and inhuman, heartlessly scooping the poor little fish out of the water. You know, for a fish, leaving the water is such a terrifying, despairing thing! And he still wasn't satisfied, forcibly prying open the poor little fish's mouth, forcibly cramming a round black evil object into its mouth..."

Rain began to drizzle down, falling on Sword Washing Lake, on Liu Xiaoji's willow branches, and on Long Qiqi.

"Was that thing an elixir?" Long Qiqi interrupted Liu Xiaoji's words again.

"Yes, that's right. I only found out later, that the devil was using the poor little fish to experiment with his new elixir." Liu Xiaoji said, tears flowing from the corners of his eyes, as he continued: "After feeding the fish the elixir, he put it back into the water."

"Put it back?" Long Qiqi was puzzled, "He didn't kill the little fish? What about the other creatures in the lake?"

"Hehehe! You don't understand..." Liu Xiaoji seemed to recall that night's horrors again, his body trembling, "After the little fish returned to the lake, the nightmare had just begun.

"Very quickly, the little fish felt something was wrong, its whole body was uncomfortable, feeling like it was about to die. And then it died. After its death, its corpse floated in the water, and many unknown black substances leaked out from it. Every living being that touched the black substance...died. Extremely horrifying deaths."

"New elixir?!" Long Qiqi recorded everything Liu Xiaoji said, and finally deduced the origin of it all, "Hmph! Let's see how he tries to justify himself!

"In the future, if I test out a poisonous elixir, how will he have the face to mock me!"

And so, with the investigation of this conscientious person in Dan Peak, the ugly truth was brought to light - that Dan Peak's overlord had originally meant to concoct an elixir of longevity, but instead concocted a poisonous elixir, which he then used to cruelly harm the hundreds of living beings in Sword Washing Lake, but justice was finally served!

In a certain study in Dan Peak, a figure in black hid, stealthily peering out the window, only to see that there were countless pairs of cold eyes staring back at him, causing his own eyes to sting, shaming and enraging him.

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