Chapter 78: Breaking Out of the Cocoon and Becoming a Butterfly

  Lofty mountain peaks, straight into the clouds, can't see the end at a glance.

  Atop the mountain peak, he sat cross-legged on a stone seat, beside him a small pile of rocks stacked haphazardly.

  In front of Ling Luoyu was a square, one-foot-long bluestone slab. The bluestone slab was exceptionally hard, but Ling Luoyu, who had a slender body, seemed to be completely unaware of its hardness, intently holding a sharp-edged stone and carving on it stroke by stroke.

  Once, twice, thrice...

  Every stroke, every line, Ling Luo Yu had to go through numerous refinements before leaving a mark on the surface. Time slowly passed, and it was unknown how much time had elapsed when Ling Luo Yu finally completed the last stroke on the bluestone slab, slowly standing up.

  Tomb of Beloved Wife Wang Qiaoer, Ling Luo Yu.

  The font that should have been blue was tinged with a faint red, because every word on it was infused with the blood and tears of fallen feathers.

  Tears have dried up, but blood has yet to congeal.

  Taking a deep breath, Ling Luo Yu slowly dragged the bluestone slab to the front of the small stone pile, and bit by bit, erected it upright, securing the slab firmly with stones.

  A needle of blood congealment, even gods cannot save.

  Even gods can't save her, let alone Ling Luoyu who is even more powerless to cure Xiaohao.

  "Luoyu, from now on, Qiaor can't accompany you on the road ahead. You must be strong and remember to work hard to survive!" The words Qiaor said at the moment she entered the transmission channel were forever etched in Luoyu's heart.

  Perhaps due to the insufficient energy of the transmission array, as soon as he entered the transmission channel, it was as if he was thrown out by a great force. When Ling Luoyu opened his eyes again, what he saw was only Qiao Er's deceased face.

  He knelt down in front of Cui'er's grave, Ling Luo Yan didn't say a word, he just silently knelt there, his tears had long since dried up.

  A man has tears but does not easily shed them, only because he hasn't yet reached the heart-wrenching moment.

  But when it really gets to the heart-wrenching part and I want to cry, I find that there are no more tears left to shed.

  The sky that was originally cloudless suddenly became overcast with dark clouds, and a gentle rain began to fall.

  No, it's not raining, heaven is crying. A generation of beauties, their bodies ruined, even heaven can't bear to look anymore.

  He slowly stood up, and Ling Luo looked at the sky. At this moment, his eyes had turned into a terrifying blood red color.

  "Heavens, why are you so unjust to me?! With the Nine Yang Meridians in my body, I already suffer once a day, but now my own revered Master is going to use me as a sacrifice for that so-called divine spirit?!"

  "Even if I can still bear with all these, why do you have to make the people I love leave me one by one, and take away those who care for me and protect me?"

  "Tell me? Why is this? Why must it be so?! I refuse to accept, I will not resign myself! Since you insist on treating me thus, why should I not defy the heavens...?" The youth's cries echoed through the skies, and between heaven and earth, only that solitary, gaunt figure seemed to remain, pouring out his discontent with fate, his refusal to submit to destiny.

  Rumble...

  A few thunderbolts fell not far from Ling Lu's side, perhaps it was just a coincidence, or perhaps it was heaven warning those who dared to challenge his authority.

  "As long as I don't die, I will defy the heavens, what can you do? Come on, kill me now!" Ling Luoyu looked at the dark lightning that split one side of the mountain peak not far away with disdain, without even blinking.

  Not far away, on a branch of a green pine tree, an ugly caterpillar was slowly shedding its ugly outer shell under the shock of thunder, transforming into a colorful and exceptionally beautiful butterfly. The butterfly fluttered and danced around the top of Lingluo's head, then flew away into the distance.

  "From today on, I, Ling Luo Yu, will live for myself alone. Whatever conscience, morality and ethics, I'll discard them all! I won't provoke anyone, but if someone must provoke me, even if it means death, I'll make sure to kill them off!" A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as Ling Luo Yu slowly stood up, gazing firmly ahead.

  Time and time again, setbacks and blows have finally brought about a huge change in Ling Luoye's personality. It's just unknown whether this is good fortune or bad luck! Perhaps, his transformation will allow him to survive better in this world where the weak are preyed upon by the strong.

  Glancing around, it should be extremely cold on this towering mountain peak, but in fact, it's not only not cold, but there's a kind of sweltering feeling here.

  Where is this place?

  Ling Luo Yu slowly began to observe everything around her, walking more than ten zhang forward, and Ling Luo Yu felt that the scorching feeling was even stronger.

  Could it be that the source of the heat was still ahead, Ling Luoye didn't stop and continued to walk forward.

  After walking for about a few hundred meters, Ling Luo suddenly realized that the color of the rocks on the ground was becoming more and more vibrant, and as he looked around, the entire ground was covered in a bright red color.

  She gently picked up a piece of gravel, Ling Luo carefully looked at it and couldn't help but frown.

  This stone, surprisingly, is volcanic rock. Although Ling Luo had never seen a volcano before, he knew of the existence of this type of volcanic rock from some classical texts and also knew that where there was such volcanic rock, it must have once been a volcano.

  Was this place once a volcano? I don't know if it will suddenly erupt. If it suddenly erupts, then I'm really dead!

  Ling Luo Yu smiled wryly and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly saw a dark cave entrance not far away, with hot air constantly erupting from it, apparently the source of the mountain top's hot air.

  Ling Luo Yu slowly walked to the entrance of the cave, looked down and found that the entrance was not vertical but a slope. What's even stranger is that Ling Luo Yu felt as if there was something inside calling out to her.

  "Should I go in after all?" Ling Luoyu hesitated.

  "Although I promised Qiao that I would live a good life, but my body doesn't know how much longer it can hold on. What's there to worry about? They say fortune and wealth are sought in danger, maybe going in will bring some great opportunity, or maybe not." Ling Luoyu smiled wryly and slowly walked down the mountain cave entrance step by step.

  Fortunately, the cave was not pitch black, and the surrounding rocks were a fiery red color, faintly revealing a reddish glow. Although the light was very weak, it was enough for Ling Yu to see the surroundings clearly.

  That cave didn't know how deep it was, Ling Luoyu had been walking for nearly two hours, and there was still no sign of reaching the bottom. He only felt that the deeper he went, the higher the temperature rose. Fortunately, Ling Luoyu had long been accustomed to the scorching heat of the Nine Yang Veins, so although he still felt very hot, it wasn't unbearable.

  P.S: Transmitted 180,000 words at once, just copying took almost an hour, sweating