In a single thought, he had completely changed.
However, for fairness, he had never used magic.
He thought that by not using magic, it would be fair, but he never expected the enemy to unleash demon souls, and it was only then that he realized... his brothers were mostly harmed by demon souls.
Afterwards, to prevent the demon souls from succeeding, he began to use healing spells repeatedly to tend to their wounds.
Who knew, at first it was fine, but as he continued, he found that the healing spells gradually lost their effect. The puppet, the young boy, were the last two people he tried to save with healing spells.
Yet, in the end, they all ended up dead.
Because their bodies were eroded by demonic energy, they could only become soul bodies, losing the chance to "reincarnate."
From then on, when the wind stirred, a sense of guilt arose. He always felt that he had wronged them, so he kept them by his side. From then on, he began to deny that he was Feng Qishi, and thus became Shen Moyun.
And only three months had passed since these events.
These three months felt like an eternity to Feng Qishi, until he met Mu Anxiao, when he realized time had passed rather quickly.
However, he lost the courage to face Mu Anxiao. Because he dared not face her, he began to avoid her gaze and evade her conversations.
As expected, Mu Anxiao was different from ordinary people. With just a few words, he confessed everything.
Looking at Mu Anxiao, he showed an embarrassed expression. "That's all," he said in a low voice.
Mu Anxiao: "So, you essentially turned over a new leaf three months ago."
Feng Qishi felt that Mu Anxiao's words were inappropriate and frowned, "How can you say that? What do you mean 'turned over a new leaf'?"
"Isn't that what you call it? You..." Mu Anxiao stopped mid-sentence, suddenly remembering Feng Qishi's recent temper, and changed her words, "Alright, alright, I said the wrong thing."
"What I'm saying is that I realized my true self," Feng Qishi corrected.
Mu Anxiao put on a look of disdain, "Indeed, the evasive you is your true self."
"That's not what I meant."
"Ever since you became Shen Moyun, you've been so evasive and pretentious. After hearing your story, I understand why you can't sense the demon souls anymore."
"Why?"
"Because you've mixed too much personal emotion into it. A person's fate is predetermined. The wars in the mortal realm are the mortal realm's affairs, and wars will inevitably lead to casualties. But you," Mu Anxiao shook her head slightly, "are expending your energy and magic to save people who are beyond saving. If you ask me, you're just creating trouble for yourself."
"They were my brothers."
"But your brothers were going to war. I understand now," Mu Anxiao knew that her words were hurting Feng Qishi, and she also felt sad for the deaths of his brothers. However, at this crucial juncture, it was not a time for sympathy, she had to be rational. "Those demon souls exploited this loophole, causing you to lose your true self."
"Shen Moyun is my true self," Feng Qishi insisted.
Mu Anxiao snorted, "Then be Shen Moyun. I'm going to heal her. You stay away." With that, she stood up.
Feng Qishi froze.
Mu Anxiao spread her hands and conjured the Immortal Book, saying calmly, "I also feel very sorry for your brothers, but war is like that. You once lived in peace and cannot understand these things, which I can understand." She pointed at Feng Qishi. "Alright, you can get up now."
"As an immortal, one's hands must not be stained with blood, but mine... are," Feng Qishi said, lowering his gaze.
At this moment, Mu Anxiao finally understood that there were two reasons why Feng Qishi had become this way: one was because of his brothers, and the other was because his hands were stained with blood.
These were precisely the results the demon souls had desired.
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Qishi and sighed softly, "Feng Qishi, lift your head and look at me."
Hearing this, Feng Qishi obediently tilted his face up and looked at Mu Anxiao, "I am not worthy of being an immortal."
"There are good people and bad people in the world. There are no absolute good people, nor are there absolute bad people. On the battlefield, you are Shen Moyun, the general of Jincheng. Your duty is to protect the mortals here, so you did nothing wrong. As the saying goes, do what a person in your position should do. You are different from others; your other identity is Feng Qishi. At this time, what you need to do is protect all mortals from the attack of demon souls, do you understand what I mean?"
"..." Feng Qishi remained silent.
Mu Anxiao continued, "Let me put it this way, A'Mei is a human, and she is currently being persecuted by demon souls. You must save her. If she dies, it will be your failure as Feng Qishi. And those people were also harmed by demon souls, but I want to ask, did you save them?"
Feng Qishi nodded, then shook his head, "I couldn't help my brothers and that child." Saying this, he raised a hand and touched his forehead to express his sorrow.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao stood up, walked to Feng Qishi, and gently took his wrist, saying, "But you saved those people. Aren't that child and your brothers still by your side? You have saved them in a way."
"But..."
"In the eyes of mortals, you are Shen Moyun, but in my eyes, you will always be Feng Qishi. As Shen Moyun, you are fulfilling a responsibility, but," Mu Anxiao interrupted, "Feng Qishi is your true self."
"But I am not worthy."
"How are you not worthy? Have you ever thought about how good people who can collude with demon souls could be? If you hadn't acted that way, many more innocent people would have died here. Can't you understand these simple truths?"
From childhood to adulthood, Feng Qishi had never experienced such things, so he couldn't accept this version of himself immediately. However, after hearing Mu Anxiao's words, his heart felt considerably relieved.
Therefore, he looked up at Mu Anxiao, "I saved them too, in a way."
"Haven't you saved enough people? If I'm not mistaken, you were able to waste so much healing magic, which means you saved almost half of your brothers, right?" Mu Anxiao said, still holding Feng Qishi's wrist.
Feng Qishi lowered his head.
This time, Mu Anxiao stopped talking, because she suddenly felt that her words were... a bit too much. As the saying goes, enough is enough. She believed that Feng Qishi would definitely change because of her reminder.
Just as Mu Anxiao expected, after a moment of silence, Feng Qishi looked up at Mu Anxiao and compromised, "I want to save her."
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao let go of his hand and smiled.
Seeing Mu Anxiao smile, Feng Qishi stood up. "Thank you for telling me all this." After speaking, he suddenly reached out and grasped Mu Anxiao's shoulders.
Mu Anxiao was startled and asked, confused, "What are you doing?"
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