Chapter 69

"Am I good?" Bu Li smiled, his long bow half-bent, resembling a crescent moon, looking extremely beautiful.

"You people from the Soul澜 Continent have never treated us, the descendants, as human beings," Bu Li said with a smile, but his voice was cold to the extreme, carrying a fierce and ruthless ferocity.

"Today, standing before the Dragon-Breaking Platform with these fellow descendants, I have no regrets, for I have seen through the hypocrisy of the so-called Descendants' Grand Ceremony.

"Ridiculous talk of tainted blood, ridiculous talk of original sin.

"Thousands of years ago, a great genius from the Soul澜 Continent convinced our ancestors, and thus we defeated the invasion of the demon race. But what about the agreement signed back then? After the threat of the demon race was eliminated, did you throw it into the wastebasket? Today, standing here, I can feel the mutual sincerity and understanding of that reconciliation, like a lighthouse guiding us descendants, bringing hope to the millions of people in the West Mountain who have suffered in the unjust fires that destroy life.

"His arrival is like a joyful dawn, which will eventually end the long night that has bound the West Mountain descendants."

Bu Li spoke with utmost sincerity, revealing various secrets. Some of what Bu Li said came from Hu Wu, while others were purely his own imagination. The anger in his heart erupted like a volcano, burning with rage.

Why?!

"You so-called superior people of the Soul澜 Continent have long abandoned the words left by our ancestors, oppressing and slaughtering the West Mountain descendants. The descendants who left the West Mountain did not integrate into the Soul澜 Continent but were scattered and sold into slavery!" Bu Li's words caused a great stir. Zhan Xiong Wan Liqueun, Wen Ci Yu Wang, and Li Shaowei were stunned. Once a lie repeated for countless years was exposed, the ugliness and evil hidden beneath it were revealed.

"You have been plotting and scheming, but you couldn't wait, and you started to bribe and buy off the descendants." Bu Li continued. The elder of the Henshan Sect, targeted by the arrow, was dazed and could not understand how Bu Li knew all this.

Dahei circled around the Dragon-Breaking Platform, listening to Bu Li's righteous words, but he felt nothing but contempt. "What the hell is this? You're just angry because Cai Xiaoxian, that little girl, was chosen and you want to take her away. You're pretending to be a saint. Damn, your face is really thick."

Bu Li vented his pent-up frustrations, accumulated over many days, which he could no longer hold back.

Starting with Cai Xiaoxian, Bu Li had encountered or witnessed too much injustice against the West Mountain descendants. Over the years, even Bu Li had gradually gotten used to it, but when the emotions were suppressed to a certain point, they erupted like a volcano.

"These days, I have seen too much of your baseness and too much of the West Mountain descendants' camaraderie. Love, friendship, and resistance, all of which you have defiled as filthy. Today, if it weren't for my arrow pointing at you, you wouldn't have heard these words. After saying them, I feel much better. Even if I die with you, I feel happy. At least, the West Mountain descendants' brothers and companions will know your baseness. One day, the West Mountain descendants will wake up, and the flames of anger will burn you, these despicable and shameless people, to ashes."

The vines behind Bu Li began to sway, his soul power extremely faint, but his determination never wavered. Even if it meant dying together, he would still pounce and bite you.

"Wait, what do you want!" The elder of the Henshan Sect panicked as he saw Bu Li about to self-destruct his patterned beast, ready to die with him. Before he was injured, he wouldn't have feared a first-stage little guy threatening him with self-destruction. But now, it was different. He had to keep an eye on the black bear, which might attack him at any moment. He also had to deal with Bu Li's self-destructive attack, and the elder of the Henshan Sect had no confidence in surviving. So he shouted desperately to stop Bu Li's self-destruction.

"Me?" Bu Li thought for a moment and smiled. His head was slightly lowered, his black hair covered with grass and dirt. But at this moment, Bu Li seemed so tall and sacred. The starlight fell on him, his muscles bulging, full of wild strength. Lowering his head, he spoke softly.

The elder of the Henshan Sect didn't hear clearly and asked, "What did you say?"

"I have a dream," Bu Li raised his head, facing the elder of the Henshan Sect, his eyes shining like stars, and said calmly.

"I dream that one day, the West Mountain descendants will truly rise, and the truth I believe in is self-evident: all men are created equal!"

"I have a dream that on the Soul澜 Continent, the West Mountain descendants can live equally with the people of the Soul澜 Continent, not as beasts for your entertainment."

"I have a dream that in this place where justice is hidden and oppression prevails, like a desert, there will be true freedom and peace."

"I have a dream that the West Mountain descendants can truly become a dignified race, not the race with tainted blood as written in the Descendants' Grand Ceremony. We don't need to wash ourselves with the blood of our own people; otherwise, the stains will never be washed away."

"I have a dream that the children of the West Mountain descendants will no longer be tools for your pleasure. No one is born inferior, no, never!"

Bu Li's words grew more passionate and indignant, each word and each character striking like a thunderclap, awakening the hearts of all the young descendants present. The more he spoke, the brighter his eyes became, surpassing the surrounding starlight and the blood. The ragged Bu Li became even more sacred and solemn.

Only Dahei continued to run, drawing the elder's attention. Dahei was not moved by Bu Li's words and still felt immense contempt. "Isn't it just that your wife is being taken away, and you're fighting to the death? You're pretending to be so noble."

"So, today, I will use my blood to tell all the West Mountain descendants: if you want to take away our living space, prepare to fill the ravines of the West Mountain with more blood and flesh!" Bu Li almost roared, like an enraged lion roaring at his enemy, shouting out the words suppressed in the hearts of the West Mountain descendants for countless years. He shouted out the fear and the smallness in the hearts of the strong of the Soul澜 Continent.

For countless years, they had always had fear in their hearts. It had nothing to do with strength, but the weakness that appeared in the hearts of those who betrayed their word. Though weak, it stubbornly remained in the hearts of many, taking root, sprouting, growing, and eventually distorting into a shadow that appeared in the hearts of the West Mountain descendants, who would not be exterminated.

Though Bu Li was only a teenager, the soul in this body had at least experienced two lifetimes. If you counted the forgotten memories, he had traveled through countless worlds, seen countless joys and sorrows, and experienced countless changes. For Bu Li, this was something he didn't even need to think about, and he spoke the truth effortlessly.

If it weren't for Cai Xiaoxian, Bu Li wouldn't have the interest to oppose the strong of the Soul澜 Continent for the sake of the West Mountain descendants.

The strong rule, the victors are kings, and the law of the jungle is correct in any plane, any world. Bu Li would have at most taken Cai Xiaoxian to wander the world and spend the rest of his life in the West Mountain. But because of Hu Wu's appearance and Bu Li's unwillingness, he came to the Divine Legacy Mountains, saw the blood of many West Mountain descendants, and the touching stories that bloomed in those bloodstains.

From Lin Zidong's self-sacrifice to the entangled love between an unknown couple, where she knew him better than he knew himself, to the brotherhood between Zhan Xiong Wan Liqueun and Wen Ci Yu Wang, who tore off their ears at the same time, Bu Li's heart was opened by these familiar strangers.

Since he came here, this would not be unrelated to him. He could not watch the West Mountain descendants, these passionate men, die one by one like the people of the Soul澜 Continent, allowing these heroic people to die with despicable names.

The more the frustrations accumulated in his heart, the more his words flowed like a mighty river, straight to the heart.

Why?! I have a dream! All men are created equal!

These words were deafening, not only making the elder of the Henshan Sect speechless, unsure of what to do, but also making the three West Mountain descendants feel as if they had drunk a pot of strong liquor, their bodies burning.

These words had accumulated in the hearts of every West Mountain descendant for countless years. Some might not even have realized they had thought this way, living their lives in a daze. But at this moment, Bu Li inadvertently opened that door, the door to the desire for equality, and the world outside the door was clear, clean, and filled with the sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

Yes, why?!

Zhan Xiong Wan Liqueun was severely injured, bleeding profusely. The large hole, though stuffed with animal skin, still bled. Though he had no more strength, he struggled to stand up, supporting himself on Li Shaowei's shoulder. Li Shaowei did not stop Zhan Xiong Wan Liqueun, though it looked like he was about to commit suicide.

Kneel and live? Screw that! I'd rather stand and die.

Li Shaowei used his strength to support Zhan Xiong Wan Liqueun, standing before the Dragon-Breaking Platform. Even if he died in the next moment, he could finally stand tall in this world, straighten his back, and roar, venting his frustrations and dispelling the shadows in his heart.

Wen Ci Yu Wang's injuries were even worse than Zhan Xiong Wan Liqueun's, almost making him a cripple. Every movement spread more blood. But Yu Wang was also slowly standing up, regardless of the blood pooling at his feet.