"Now we have something to play."
Ning Liu stretched out, "Inner demons are more difficult to deal with than any enemy. Especially those like Yue Guan, who have hidden things in their hearts."
Bibi Dong glanced at him and did not refute.
She naturally knew very well that Yue Guan's feminine demeanor and pursuit of the ultimate appearance were not natural.
Over the years, this has almost become a closely guarded taboo within Wuhun Hall.
Yueguan never mentioned it, and others never dared to ask.
But this scar has undoubtedly been engraved in his heart.
…
The stars are changing, and time and space are changing.
Yue Guan found himself in a small courtyard that was familiar yet unfamiliar.
There are a few half-dead vegetables planted in the yard, and the earthen walls are covered with moss. A thin boy was squatting in the corner, clumsily drawing the outline of a chrysanthemum on the dirt with a small wooden stick.
That boy is his younger self.
"Sissy! If you don't play with us in rolling sandbags, you know how to draw flowers. Are you a girl?"
Several half-year-old children gathered around, and the leader was so tall that he crushed the paintings on the ground with one foot.
Young Yue Guan raised his head, with tears in his eyes, but stubbornly refused to fall. 「我没有！」
「还说没有！你看你长得比女孩子还好看，说话细声细气的，真恶心！」
「打他！」
Fists and feet rained down.
The young Yueguan hugged his head, curled up on the ground, and said nothing.
The more silent he was, the harder those people fought.
Yue Guan stood aside, watching all this indifferently.
This is his long-gone memory, the most unbearable period before he became a soul master.
Suddenly, the scene in front of me was shattered.
He appeared at the training ground of Wuhun Academy.
Having awakened the martial spirit of QiRongTianJu, he has outstanding talent and rapid progress, but he is still an alien in the eyes of everyone.
"Hey, look at Yue Guan, he is obviously a man, but his martial spirit is actually a flower."
"Hush, keep your voice down, he's doing something wrong. Last time someone said something about him, he tied him up with a soul skill and painted a chrysanthemum on his face, which couldn't be washed away for three days."
"What's the use of having a talent? With such a weird personality, who would dare to form a team with him in the future?"
The buzz lingered like mosquitoes and flies.
The scene changes again, and he has become the elder of Wuhun Hall, with the title "Chrysanthemum".
He stood at the foot of the Pope's Palace, listening to the former Pope Qian Xunji looking at him on the steps with a look that looked at goods.
"Yueguan, you are quite capable, but with this look, you are a bit... not able to get on the stage."
"From now on, when you go out to represent Wuhun Palace, you should pay more attention to the influence, or wear a mask."
A light word, but it was like a poisonous thorn, piercing into his heart.
He has been pursuing strength all his life, but no matter how strong he becomes, there are always people who make fun of his appearance and behavior.
He said he didn't care, and even used a more perverse and feminine posture as a disguise, but the hurdle in his heart had never really been overcome.
The scenes in the illusion kept switching, and each scene and every sound represented the past that he least wanted to face.
At this moment, all the illusions disappeared.
He stood in pure darkness. In front of him, a tall, burly, masculine figure slowly gathered.
The figure's face was seventy-nine similar to his, but it had sharp edges and corners, and his eyes were full of aggression and mockery.
"Did you see it? This is you, Yue Guan."
The figure spoke, with a strong and powerful voice, which was completely opposite to Yue Guan's femininity, "A sad monster rejected by the world."
"You are just the devil in my heart."
Yue Guan looked at him coldly, his soul power secretly surging in his body.
"Inner demon? I am not a inner demon."
That "Yueguan" sneered.
"I am what you should have been! If it hadn't been for that accident, you should have been an upright man, using the most ferocious martial spirit to take the most domineering path!"
"Instead of being like before, a man or a man, a ghost or a ghost, relying on a face and a flower to make a living at the hands of a woman!"
「住口！」
月关厉声喝道。
"Did I hit the right spot?"
The masculine "Yueguan" is approaching step by step.
, and what about you? Your fighting is like a woman's embroidery! "
"You have been pursuing beauty all your life, but you are the biggest irony of "beauty"! Don't you think it's funny for a man to live like a woman?"
Yue Guan's body trembled slightly, and his face became extremely ugly.
These words were like red-hot iron needles, piercing into the deepest part of his soul.
"Come on, kill me."
The masculine "Yueguan" opens his arms.
"Killing me is equivalent to denying your past self."
"Then, accept me, accept this masculinity that should be yours! The gods will reshape your bones and make you a real man! By then, no one will dare to laugh at you!"
Yueguan's eyes fluctuated violently, and his breathing became rapid.
Become a “real man”? This temptation was too great for him.
He slowly raised his hand, and the golden soul power condensed in his palm, turning into a sharp blade.
Looking at his appearance, the masculine "Yueguan" showed a victorious smile on his face.
However, the soul-power blade in Yueguan's palm suddenly dissipated in the next moment.
He raised his head, and all the struggle and pain in his eyes faded away, replaced by an unprecedented calmness and clarity.
"Have you finished speaking?"
Yueguan spoke calmly.
The masculine "Yueguan" smile froze.
"You are right, I have indeed suffered from this, and I have been confused by it."
Yueguan said slowly, "I have resented fate, and I have also been jealous of others. I used my paranoia about beauty to cover up my inner inferiority, and used perverse behavior to arm my vulnerability."
He looked at his hands, which were well-maintained, slender and white.
"But..."
He changed the topic and his eyes fell on the face of the inner demon again, his eyes as sharp as knives.
"You have made a mistake. My martial spirit is the strange velvet velvet chrysanthemum!"
"It is extremely cold and proud, blooming in the frost and snow, blooming in desperate situations."
"Its beauty is not weakness, but tenacity! It is the pride that still faces the sun in the face of adversity!"
"I love beauty, not vanity, but what I pursue, is like a chrysanthemum, washed away the lead, the ultimate beauty of pride!"
"Whether masculine or feminine, they are just external appearances."
"True strength comes from the heart, from the absolute recognition of one's own path!"
"Not through grafting from the outside!"
"I am Yue Guan, with the title "Chrysanthemum". I am who I am, and I am not a substitute for anyone, nor do I need to become another person!"
The moment his words fell, his whole aura exploded. That cold pride is no longer a disguise, but the light radiating from the depths of the soul.
The figure of the inner demon began to twist and become unstable.
Yue Guan chuckled, and there was complete relief in that smile.
He didn't do anything again, just watched quietly.
"Flowers in the mirror, water and moon, are false. You were born because of my obsession, and you should be destroyed because of my exploration."
As his voice fell, the masculine "Yueguan" shattered inch by inch with an unwilling roar, turned into spots of light in the sky, and dissipated into the darkness.
The surrounding darkness receded like a tide.
Yue Guan's figure reappeared in front of the temple.
He is still the same person, with luxurious clothes and handsome face.
But the shackles in his heart were completely broken.
【The fifth test, Mirror Flowers and Water Moon, completed. 】
The majestic and majestic voice resounded through the sky, with unprecedented appreciation.
【Reward: Improved mental power. The soul power level increases by one level. The affinity of the Chrysanthemum God is increased to 50%. 】
Immediately afterwards, the majestic divine voice came again, announcing the arrival of the next test.
【Sixth test...】