Xiang Nan said, "Thirty low-grade Holy Spirit Stones can buy your life. Don't you think that you are too worthless?"
"Well, come with me in the future."
Yin Yang shook his head.
Xiang Nan said, "Do you think I'm not worthy of being your boss? Draw a line. Let's fight, or what?"
That Yin Yang face still shook his head. He could already tell that Xiang Nan would not kill him.
He threw the sword on the ground, turned around and left.
As he left, he turned around to look at Xiang Nan. Immediately after, the silhouette disappeared into the vast sea of people.
Xiang Nan did not say anything, nor did he forcefully persuade him to stay. He just looked in the direction where the Yin Yang face disappeared, and calmly became absent-minded.
"Did you fail?" Dou Hua appeared behind Xiang Nan and said, "This kind of talented person usually has a strange temper. If you want to win them over, it will be very difficult."
"Do you know what I found in his last glance at me?" Xiang Nan said.
Dou Hua shook her head, "What did you find?"
Xiang Nan said, "There is no love in life."
"I've seen this kind of gaze before. He no longer has any nostalgia for this mortal world. There is no glory in his eyes."
"You can't succeed no matter what," Dou Hua said.
"That may not be the case," Xiang Nan said.
It was night outside Moon City.
The seasons in the Sacred Domain changed very quickly and were very chaotic. Sometimes, it was like early summer, but after two days, it was like deep winter.
At this time, it was snowing heavily.
A lonely figure stepped on the snow one foot at a time. The footprints slowly extended and entered the boundless snowstorm.
After walking for a while, the figure stopped.
Outside Moon City, there were all sorts of strange plants. However, in front of this person, it was the most ordinary looking plant. However, to the Saint realm, it was the strangest plant because it did not belong to this place.
A pear tree.
A gentle barrier wrapped around the pear tree, and there was a circle of slowly flowing liquid in the soil beneath the tree roots.
The pear tree blossomed, white and flawless.
Yin Yang's face knelt in front of the pear tree, and Nuo Nuo's mouth sounded as if he was saying something.
In a trance, the petals on the pear tree gently fell.
Yin Yang Face held the flower petal with both hands and reconnected it to the tree branch. A stream of water vapor flowed out from his fingertips and connected the flower petal.
But this flower was caught, and other flowers began to wither.
He kept picking up the flowers with both hands, and then took them back one by one without tiredness.
"Since it's already irresistible, why should I forcefully stay?"
Xiang Nan's faint figure gradually became clear as he stood behind the Yin Yang face.
Yin Yang did not answer, but continued to receive flowers.
Xiang Nan said, "The season is not right, and there is no sunshine. Even if you use your strength to forcefully renew its life, you can only retain it for a while."
That Yin Yang face still didn't answer and continued to move.
Xiang Nan sighed. He stretched out his hand to lure out a ray of sunlight, causing the sunlight to envelop the pear tree.
With Xiang Nan's sunshine and the water vapor on his Yin Yang face, the pear blossom finally stopped withering.
Xiang Nan sat down side by side with Yin Yang Face and handed him a wine jar. "Come drink with me for a while," he said.
Yin Yang's face didn't answer.
Xiang Nan smiled and slapped open the mud. He poured a few mouthfuls into the wine jar and said, "I used three Intermediate Grade Sacred Spirit Stones to exchange for your life."
"If you agree that your life belongs to me, then I think you have an obligation to answer my questions."
Xiang Nan knew that this person had no love left, but he was a person who valued the word "righteousness" very much.
Although this didn't sound very true, Xiang Nan could only use provocative methods.
The Yin Yang face hesitated for a moment. Sure enough, he took the wine jar and drank two mouthfuls. "You can't stop me," he said.
"I want to die today."
Xiang Nan smiled and looked at the white pear blossom. "Who is buried under the tree?" He said.
"My master." Yin Yang's reply was very brief.
"That day, the package you were carrying was your master's corpse, right?" Xiang Nan said.
Yin Yang nodded.
Xiang Nan used his hand to pick open the front of his Yin Yang face. He discovered that the birthmark on his face had spread all the way to his chest, and even continued to spread downwards.
Xiang Nan said, "From what I see, this is probably not a birthmark."
"If you insist on leaving, then before you leave, tell me about this tree. You have to leave something behind for me. Since you can't keep your life, then leave behind your story."
Yin Yang drank a mouthful of wine and looked up at Pear Tree. "My father was an alcoholic. He beat my mother to death," he said.
Xiang Nan's heart skipped a beat and he said, "I'm sorry."
As he spoke, he wanted to retrieve the wine jar in Yin Yang Face's hand.
That Yin Yang face blocked Xiang Nan's hand and said, "Every time he gets drunk, he will hit me and my mother."
"It snowed heavily that year. It was about the same as it is now. I remember clearly that he drank too much and beat us up like a lunatic when he came back."
"At that time, I was young. I didn't know anything but fear. I didn't even know how to stop him."
"I witnessed my mother being beaten to death by him, but there's nothing I can do."
Yin Yang took another sip of wine and said, "Actually, I don't hate him."
Xiang Nan looked at Yin Yang's face and hesitated, not knowing how to persuade him.
The Yin Yang smiled miserably and said, "It's not because I'm too open-minded, but because I thought all fathers in the world were like this."
"That same day, after he killed my mother, he took the hoe and rushed towards me."
"I don't remember very clearly what happened after that. I remember in a trance that a heavily injured old man barged in."
"Then I lived with the old man, and whenever I asked him where my father was, the old man told me that my father had changed his mind and lived a better life in a better place."
"Years later, I vaguely remembered some fragments of my father's bloody face and the back of an old man digging a hole in the snow."
Yin Yang took another sip of wine and said, "That old man treated me very well, but that was the lowest period of his life. He lived in a sorry state."
"It seems to me that the whole world is chasing after him, but he always gives me half of the food every time he gets it with great difficulty."
"Not only did he take care of me, he also taught me cultivation techniques and martial skills so that I could learn to protect myself."
Yin Yang pointed at the pear tree and said, "That was my happiest time, and there was such a pear tree in the old man's courtyard."
"I remember that people would often come to kill him, but he was always lucky. Although he was happy, he was often accompanied by a bloody light."
"He is your master." Xiang Nan said.
Yin Yang nodded and said, "Later on, I found out that my master was killed by his enemies when he was a child. He was the only one left."
"He worked hard to cultivate. In the end, he thought that his strength was enough, so he went to seek revenge from his enemies. In the end, he was defeated and returned. Not only did he fail to get his revenge, he was chased by his enemies all over the world."
"That was the time when he was chased after. He saved me and took me away."