Heaven's Devourer Chapter 887

Chapter 887
Chapter 0887: New Life
The Yan Huang Tribe members were filled with reverence .
Seeing so many Ghostly Yan Tribe Holy Masters reduced to ash, their faith and respect for the Yan Huang Ancient Emperor only deepened .
This was without doubt the work of an immortal . Mortals could not reach such overlord levels of power .
Everyone had probably seen the same reality differently . . . .
The Yan Huang Tribe members were elated, the ghostly cultivators devastated and fleeing . . . .
Wu Yu felt bad . This judgment of life and death was too cruel . The Yan Huang Ancient Emperor had not given them any chance, including Ye Xixi's parents . All of the Holy Masters were like ants before his eyes, and reduced to powder, leaving nothing behind . . . .
Wu Yu was only worried for Ye Xixi .
Wu Yu did not have much feeling for the notion of parents . His mother had passed very early, so he did not have much of an impression . As for his father, he was a mortal emperor, with many children and concubines . It was difficult to feel for him .
But Ye Xixi was different . She was the apple of her parents' eyes, the receptacle of their doting care . In these decades, her parents had been the most important thing in her life, and at his moment, she had seen them crushed to dust and scattered in the Infernal Inferno .
Silence .
Wu Yu could feel a shudder pass through her body, and the nails on her hands pierced her own flesh . Her little fists were shaking . . . .
"Don't be scared . " Wu Yu did not know how to comfort her . This was the greatest tragedy of one's life, and he had never endured it before . He had been bereft back when Sun Wudao had died .
But that was probably not the same as this girl seeing her parents murdered together .
He had been worried that Ye Xixi would be hellbent on getting revenge on the Yan Huang Ancient Emperor, and throw herself at him suicidally, revealing her legacy . Therefore, he told himself that he had to protect her and hold on to her .
Curiously, however, she did not, but instead clung tightly to him, her head buried in his chest . The cat, Lazy, had climbed up to her shoulder and seen the turn of events . The white cat's eyes were teary as well . Cats seldom showed emotion, but Wu Yu could see its hurt . It reached out with a paw to bat ineffectually at the air, as though trying to catch something . But there was nothing . . . .
"Meow . " The white cat closed its eyes, nuzzling Ye Xixi's temple with its own head .
She was clutching hard at his hands, and Wu Yu knew that her world had come crashing down . He could not imagine the torment she was facing - the parents who had loved her so, and whom she had loved so dearly .
Hu . . . .
She suddenly jerked upwards to meet Wu Yu's eyes . Wu Yu realized that she had changed . An inexplicable change - perhaps this girl had grown up suddenly - but the previous purity had vanished from her gaze, replaced with a hard hatred and resolve . This was not what Wu Yu wished to see, but he was in no position to say anything . Ye Xixi herself had not wished it so, but she had been forced by circumstances . Her gaze trembling as she stared at Wu Yu, she declared in an unsteady voice, "I want to kill him one day . Is that possible?"
She wanted to kill the Yan Huang Ancient Emperor!
She had refrained at this time, and had not given up her life . An internal metamorphosis . She had been a child in the water, on the verge of drowning . She struggled in the lake of sorrow, and she was asking Wu Yu for the confirmation of life!
Wu Yu had never thought about killing the Yan Huang Ancient Emperor . Firstly, he had not thought it possible . Secondly, he might not be Wu Yu's enemy - perhaps he was a kindly immortal .
But now, his answer to Ye Xixi's question held grave import for her .
Wu Yu thought it through . Vengeance for one's parents was as just as causes went, and no one could stop her . In her shoes, he also would’ve sworn a deadly oath, and perhaps the day would one day come for Ye Xixi as well . Therefore, he answered steely, "As long as you wish it, there is nothing in this world that you cannot accomplish . Of course, you have to be able to endure it . You have to be able to grow through this . You have to be able to hide in the shadows and grow into a silent killer! But . . . I would like it if you were as free of worry and carefree . . . . Forget it . This is not something that you can control . You are a victim, Xixi . . . . Today, I was too weak to help you, and all I can offer is to be by your side in the future, no matter what . I will not leave you, not until you fulfill your wish . "
This was his promise to Ye Xixi .
He knew that Ye Xixi alone would not be able to survive in this world, as ignorant as she was . He was her only support in this world .
Ye Xixi would definitely not return to the Infernal Inferno .
Because the Yan Huang Ancient Emperor had very easily established a new spirit design here, that had temporarily sealed off the entrance of Infernal Inferno . But after this affair, the Ghostly Yan Tribe would probably not dare to come out even if it was not sealed . They were still fleeing deeper .
Of course, Ye Xixi did not want to go back either .
She followed Wu Yu . She was probably the only Ghostly Yan Tribe member who had remained in the outside world .
"Big Brother Yu, thank you . " She snuggled back against his chest, pressing her ear to his breast . She was fighting painful tears, and Wu Yu knew how fragile she was . Right now, she definitely did not want to break down before her enemy, even though her heart was awash with sorrow .
"You promised me that you wouldn't leave . I don't want to be alone . . . . " Perhaps at this moment, Wu Yu was her only straw to clutch at, and she did so with all her strength, afraid that he would suddenly vanish .
"Don't worry . " Wu Yu patted her on the head . She was too pitiful . Although he was younger than her, age was just a number .
Turning back, he saw that the Yan Huang Ancient Emperor was vanishing in the sky to the cheers and bows of the Yan Huang Tribe, having accomplished his goal . Under his arm, Ye Xixi watched the Yan Huang Ancient Emperor leave, a kaleidoscope of emotions flashing through her eyes, finally coalescing into an obsessive coldness .
It was all over .
The Yan Huang Tribe members were in full celebration .
Although they had their faces thrown in the dust this time, the casualties were modest . They had stopped the Ancient Demon God for a moment, and that had been meritorious as well .
Since Ye Xixi had come out, this meant that Wu Yu had no need to enter the Infernal Inferno again .
Ye Xixi was currently swamped by her hatred and misery, and Wu Yu had to think of an identity for her and pull her into his retinue . He had promised to take care of her, and he would not renege on that promise .
He sent a Message Talisman to Prince Le, telling him that he was awaiting him and the Full Moon of Nanshan in a castle near the Infernal Inferno . He bade them come unaccompanied . He had seen them amidst the Yan Huang Tribe members, but they had watched from a distance, guarding the spirit design . There had been no need for them to act .
Tugging Ye Xixi with him, Wu Yu left quietly . After cleaning up this place, the majority of those here would be heading back .
Reaching a remote place, Ye Xixi turned back to survey the fires and thick, rising smoke behind . She was facing the direction of the Infernal Inferno, her home .
Right now, she was living her dream in the outside world, but it gave her not the slightest bit of joy at all .
She suddenly turned back to hug her cat, keeling over to the ground in the direction of the Infernal Inferno . She looked helpless as her tears fell .
"My father, mother, they did not even know if I was alive when they died . . . . "
She choked out . This was perhaps the most tragic thing . She could no longer hold back her tears, which burst out of her like a flood . She looked extremely frail, her little frame barely standing out from the weeds beside her . . . .
Looking up at the dust wafting in the breeze, she recalled memories from her childhood . Her mother raising her since young, teaching her things, and her father guiding her cultivation . . . .
From the strict critic to being proud of her . The scenes of those years flashed past her eyes, each a dagger drawn across her heart .
Loss was always the hardest pain to bear .
All of her blessed fortune of the past had crumbled like the dust . Ye Xixi still remembered their final visage - her father, fighting to change their fate, stoic and fearless of death itself . Her mother, genuinely frightened - but perhaps death was not so scary when she held the arm of her dao companion tightly . . . .
But she was still worried about her daughter . As the dust faded, her eyes still darted about, searching for Ye Xixi . Perhaps only then would she have resolution, but it was too late . . . .
"Xixi, fate is sometimes cruel . Life does not exist without sorrow . All of that is reality, and if you have those regrets and know what your parents truly wished, then you must fulfill their desires for them to see . One day, their spirits in heaven will see you, and feel proud of you . That is the most meaningful thing that you can do . But people have to cry . Cry, then . And then follow me . "
Wu Yu had never experienced such grief before, and he acknowledged that it was a grief that was difficult to resolve . A lone girl could, of course, cry as many times as she wished . But Wu Yu also wanted her to understand that she should live her best life, as her parents had hoped . That would also strengthen her dao .
Wu Yu stood by her side, watching this young girl cry her heart out amidst the sun-drenched weeds . The white cat sat helplessly on the grass beside, its face forlorn . It used the softest part of its paws to pad her tears away .
One day, there would be new life .