Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor

Chapter 1372  The Different Natures of Cruelty

Cui W. De took a deep breath as he glanced at this new world, and a genuine smile appeared. Before coming out, his creator had properly trained him on the situation outside, and he knew things like the fact his name had the initial character W for Wang, which was proof of his status as a Creation Lifeform, would lead to discrimination. However, he did not care about these things. He had reached the pinnacle of his homeworld, and serving the Creator outside was the only way to progress. So, when the notice reached the world, even after telling people about the restrictions, Cui De did not hesitate to sign up.

Cui De did not waste any more time. He had a mission, and failing at it would be worse than death. He activated one of the abilities his Creator granted him: Karma Eyes. He immediately noticed someone in the distance whose karma was rapidly increasing, and without hesitation, Cui De teleported more than 20 million light-years with one step, arriving at his destination after a dozen or so steps.

As expected, he witnessed a slaughter. A young man floated above the sky with countless swords surrounding him. The swords descended on the ground like rain, and each one would kill one or more mortals. It did not matter whether they were men, women, or even children. The sword had no mercy and did not discriminate against gender or age.

The dead mortals then turned into blood mists, flying to the young man and condensing into blood orbs. The young slaughterer was calm, with no expression. It was as if he were removing the weeds from his front door.

”Youʼre young and full of vitality. So, why are you resulting in such an act?”

”Whatʼs it to you?” The young man snapped. However, his face became stiff after sensing the terrifying aura emanating from Cui De.

”Well, answer me.”

”S-Sir…there are plenty of these mortals. There is no need to fight between us, right?”

”Do you think Iʼm a lowlife like you?” Cui De sneered. The Heavenly Fate Continent was cruel because the Creator rarely interacts, but all cultivators agree upon a hidden rule: to leave the mortals alone. He knew this world was more dangerous — especially since it was facing a catastrophe — but Cui De did not expect it to degenerate to such a level.

The young manʼs stiffness reached his body as he realized he had encountered a righteous cultivator. He cursed his bad luck but did not hesitate to activate his escape secret technique. Sadly, his attempt was futile. The difference in strength was so great that Cui De stopped him with just one look.

”It seems there is no need for an answer to my question — you just donʼt see mortals as the same kind.”

”Same king?” The young man sneered. ”Those—”

Cui De did not listen to his nonsense. Since his curiosity was already satisfied, he performed his mission. With a wave of his hand, the young manʼs body dissipated, leaving only his soul. Cui De conjured a transparent cauldron before shoving the soul inside.

A scream of immense agony echoed in the void, and the voice was that of that young man. The invisible cauldron had a Soul Burning Flame with no attack potency but made up for it by incorporating powers from Wang Weiʼs Pain Talent. The flame brought the ultimate agony to the soul while also keeping it from breaking from the pain; this flame is one of the tortured methods of the Fate Shadow Guards, and the creator was not Wang Wei himself but Wang Ju.

Cui De frowned at the devastation in the area. He waved his hand and used a combination of Earth and Wood Spells to restore the houses, the fertile land, and the environment. However, the looming sense of dread and darkness did not dissipate even with his actions.

ʼItʼs understandable. After all, theyʼve just lost countless friends, families, and loved ones,ʼ Cui De analyzed. ʼIn that case, should I revive them?ʼ It would not take much energy to rebuild a body for all these mortals, and their souls have not been sent to the Underworld, so he could revive everyone who had just died.

ʼMaybe this is not a good idea,ʼ Cui De analyzed. ʼThis world is experiencing great turmoil, and messing with life and death may complicate things. More importantly, this is not part of my mission.ʼ

These words should have convinced him, but Cui De was still hesitant, especially after seeing a little girl crying while holding some clothes that appeared to be the remains of her parents. He sighed but did not immediately ask; instead, he contacted his Creator and asked for further advice.

The answer he received was brief but direct: ”Your previous analysis was correct — your actions could complicate things. So, focus on prevention instead of repairmen.”

Cui De sighed and took one last look at these people. He waved his hand to establish an array around his small kingdom to give them temporary peace and chose a new leader that he blessed with wisdom and luck. After doing all he could, he departed to the following location.

His next target was an elderly man as thin as bone with clothes too big for his body. As soon as Cui De laid eyes on him, he knew the manʼs reason for his actions. Although not justified, it is understandable. Cui Deʼs presence could not be hidden with that terrified voice accompanying him, so the old man immediately noticed him.

At first, the old man was calm, thinking that someone wanted to steal his hunting ground, but he was immediately shocked when he saw the invisible cauldron and the tortured soul. With one look, he could tell that the soul was full of karmic sins, and he guessed what had happened or would happen.

The old man did not hesitate to use his greatest trump card — an Emperor Artifact. Although using such a powerful artifact with such weakened qi and blood would accelerate his death, it was better than being killed. As long as he survives, no matter how weak he becomes or how little life span he has left, he can make up with them. The world was vast, and there were too many mortals.

Cui De did not waste his breath on this man. He used his aura alone to destroy this old manʼs physical body, and the cauldron automatically absorbed his soul. The two screams of agony should have made Cui De uncomfortable, but on this occasion, he found this cacophony of sounds quite amusing. He swiftly cleaned the environment and settled the mortals before moving to his next target. He found a middle-aged woman burning people with a cold and indifferent face. The smell of searing flesh was rather unpleasant, but Cui De has experienced worse.

The middle-aged woman calmly turned to him, glanced at the cauldron behind him, and stood in place.

”Not going to run?”

”There is no point,” she replied coldly.

”Even though you know your fate.”

”Since I can kill others, I should expect to be killed,” she responded, still cold and indifferent.

”Is that so?” Cui De. ”Donʼt you feel bad at all?”

”Why feel bad?”

”Youʼve killed children — donʼt you feel anything at all?”

”In this world, you either are preyed upon or be the prey. They died, not because I was cruel, but because they were weak. Weakness is a sin,” she replied calmly.

Cui De shook his head: ”I thought women were supposed to be more caring than men.”

”Cruelty has no difference between men and women.”

”Fair point,” Cui De nodded before snapping his finger, and another scream added to the cauldron. ”I thought you would be able to resist a little. It turns out that in the end, you feel pain — just like the people you mercifully slaughtered.”

Cui De shook his head in disappointment. For a moment, he thought of giving this woman a swift death because of her reaction and state of mind. And he probably would have done so had she resisted the pain for a little while.

Cui De looked at the devastation before him and frowned: ”Itʼs too slow.” He cast a Clone Spell, creating countless versions of himself. These clones only had the strength of peak Quasi-Emperor (Tier 9.5), but Cui De figured this was enough for most of these people — unless he encountered some unfathomable genius. ʼIf such a situation arrives, Iʼll just show up with my true body and deal with the threat,ʼ Cui De thought to himself before sending his clones away; he also continued his journey.

Wang Wei was not the only one who realized the state of the world. Others may not deduce the situation as fast as he, but thatʼs only because they do not have as much information, nor are they directly involved. However, there are many brilliant individuals in this vast world, so many people already understand the crux of this worldʼs catastrophe.

These people know they cannot allow the mortals to become extinct, or they will lose this ”war.” So, as more of Wang Weiʼs Lifeforms used this form of cruelty to warn these excited cultivators who became bold after Five Feathersʼ actions, many of these smart people realized his intention of using violence to warn and control these people and followed suit. With their swift actions, these cultivators quickly calmed down. No one wanted to experience their souls being tortured, and damage to their souls meant they could not reincarnate and would lose the chance to regain the memories from their past lives.