Fei Qianchi stared at Zhu Longwang. These words should be making him happy, yet, he wasn't.

"Don't lie, Longwang." Fei Qianchi shook his head with a sneer. "What's the point in lying now? Everyone has lied to me."

Hearing his reply, Zhu Longwang looked as if he wanted to reach to the man, but he stopped himself, "Fei Shang is worried. Immortal Tian and your senior brothers and sisters are worried about you. Your junior sister has been wanting to come see you but you have sealed away your peak."

Hearing this, Fei Qianchi closed his eyes.

At that moment, Ran Mengyu's voice rung out. "Don't trust him, he's lying to you. If he cared for you, he never would've pushed you away. He wouldn't have waited this long to appear by your side. He is merely here to sneer at your pain."

These words rung deeper in his core. Fei Qianchi believed these words.

"No, you are merely here to gloat about my misery." Fei Qianchi turned away, his white hair drifting. "Please leave. Mengxiang Peak will be closed to everyone. At this moment, I don't need any of you."

There was a sharp inhale of breath behind him. But Fei Qianchi didn't look back as he walked away towards the window where the pond outside was.

The man's steps were quiet as he finally walked away after a moment.

There was no one here but Fei Qianchi. At this moment, it felt like his whole life was crumbing before his eyes. Who could he blame but himself?

"Qianchi," A voice called out from behind him.

"Have you already returned?" Fei Qianchi knew who it was without looked back. Only this man stayed by his side. His words were right, from the beginning, he was helping him.

Ran Mengyu walked up next to his side. The man looked out at the pond, following Fei Qianchi's sight. "It isn't your fault. Everyone betrayed you, they all lied to you. Righteous cultivators are people who judge and slander. One little stain is enough for everyone to slowly alienate you." The man's words were comforting.

Fei Qianchi didn't know why Ran Mengyu was helping him. At this moment, he felt inclined to rely on this man.

"Why are you here?" Fei Qianchi asked. There was a biting coldness to his voice, his eyes were clouded, unable to be discern.

The man's lips lifted. "I want to show you that not all demonic cultivators are evil. Lianghe wouldn't tell you so I have to."

"It concerns Fushui Sect and Su Lizhuang, doesn't it?" Fei Qianchi already guessed that something had happened between Su Lizhuang and Su Lianghe.

"Yes." Ran Mengyu replied with a scoff. "Back then, ten thousands years ago, Su Lianghe was known as the most talented man. He was an orphan, gifted with rare roots. He was set to ascend into Heaven in less than three thousands years. At that time, Su Lizhuang had failed to ascend into the Immortal Realm three times already. Along with the Fushui Sect, Su Lizhuang colluded to steal Su Lianghe's roots."

There was a loud wind, blowing and breaking the surface of the pond as Ran Mengyu continued to speak. There was anger in his voice, a dark wave of energy coming from his body.

Fei Qianchi remained unmoved, listening closely.

"I had known Lianghe for some time. We were close." Ran Mengyu showed a rare smile. His yellow eyes sparkled. "Unfortunately, I wasn't able to get to him in time. By the time I arrived, they had already dug out his roots, destroyed his core, and blinded him. I... was too weak to stop them. They sealed and forced his spirit to remain on the desolate mountain. That was why he was chained. For eternity, Lianghe will remain chained and unable to reincarnate because of the seal casted upon him."

"I am a demonic cultivator, perhaps I am evil at core. But... I want revenge. I became a powerful demonic cultivator, waging war upon the righteous cultivators. Even though I knew that he would remain chained and unable to reincarnate, I couldn't stop myself. Even now, I am searching for a way to free him." Ran Mengyu turned to Fei Qianchi.

"Not all demonic cultivators are evil, Qianchi. I will help you. You just have to believe in me from now." Ran Mengyu offered.

Fei Qianchi closed his eyes. He knew that it was wrong, that he shouldn't fall for these words, but he couldn't help himself. Something was forcing him to listen. The words felt like an enchantment, luring him deeper as he fell.

There was a tingling darkness surrounding his body and Ran Mengyu smiled as he saw this.

Ran Mengyu leaned closer. "You were never meant to be a righteous cultivator, Qianchi. Follow me. I will help you get revenge for the pain that Heaven has casted upon you. I will lead you." His eyes shone.

Fei Qianchi felt a sharp pain stab at his head. These words repeated in his head as he became even more muddled.

"I will help you. Even though this is considered wrong, you also want revenge. Everyone has betrayed you. Show them that you can be powerful without them. With power, you can suppress everyone. This is not inhumane, it is merely the way the world works. Even without your decision, someone else will choose this path. It is the only path available for those abandoned by the world." Ran Mengyu leaned towards Fei Qianchi's ears, gently whispering.

Fei Qianchi clenched his fist. There was a roaring emotion in his heart. He can't... but a voice told him to give in, to let everything go.

"Will you help me?" Fei Qianchi asked in a cold voice. He turned to look towards Ran Mengyu who was around the same height as him.

The man's lips curved into a smile, "Of course, I will carefully lead you to revenge. I will give you power thought unfathomable. You just have to let the demonic energy run free within you. I will carefully hide it from everyone's eyes and I will make you even more powerful."

As Fei Qianchi said this, the black Mark underneath his right eyes suddenly pulsed.

"I will get rid of that first. Someone has put a tracking spell within that seal." Ran Mengyu's hand moved, swiping in the air as Fei Qianchi felt a dark light glooming down on him.

His heart thumped against his chest as an engulfing pain set over.

"Don't worry, I am merely letting the demonic energy within you grow and become even stronger. There is no need to be afraid. After today, you no longer have to hide and pretend to be someone else." Ran Mengyu's voice was smooth.

Fei Qianchi let down all his defenses. Even the little voice that told him to stop could no longer hold him back. He was letting the madness get to him.

A dark energy settled within him.

Fei Qianchi felt something settle deep within his core. A burning sensation traveled within his body, a cloudiness residing in his head.

Ran Mengyu sneered. "From this moment on, you are no longer a righteous cultivator. You are a demonic cultivator, a man who was betrayed by the world. I will help guide you, I will give you the power you need to fight back. Do not worry, no one will find out about your true identity so long as I remain by your side." The man's finger touched Fei Qianchi's forehead, drawing a seal as it shone with a dark light before it settled and disappeared.

Fei Qianchi felt a strong power settle in him and he relished in it. A smile made its way to his lips, his blue eyes shining with a dark tint. It was clear that something had changed in him, it was easy to see from the way his eyes changed.

"What is your identity?" Fei Qianchi asked, turning to the side, raising his brow.

Ran Mengyu repeated, "My identity?" He smirked, "A person that everyone fears. In truth, I am someone who wants to punish all righteous cultivators."

"Do you know? I believe that he is now known as the Lord of Suzhou... that man, to achieve his goal, he turned on himself." Ran Mengyu's yellow eyes glowed, darkness settling within them. "He sacrificed quite a bit to get that title. After his parents died, the man was fed to the wolves. Worst of all, he too, has done his fair share of evil deeds. But of course, no one will know, only speaking about him as if he is a good man."

Hearing this, Fei Qianchi didn't have a reaction. His eyes appeared dull, the light from before had vanished.

Evil? He was now a demonic cultivator, he could feel the changes in his body. Fei Qianchi clenched his hand. Was he scared? No, there was an empty feeling within him along with the roaring pain of having been betrayed.

Maybe this was the path that Heaven wanted him to walk.

"Everyone lied, Qianchi. It isn't your fault for turning away, for walking away from them. If anything, it shows that you should think about yourself. Revenge isn't so bad... even the righteous cultivators seek it." Ran Mengyu's voice rung in Fei Qianchi's ear, turning a switch in him.

It wasn't bad. Baicheng once said those words to him but he also turned his back on him. The man who saved him once loved him, or at least, Fei Qianchi thought he did. Fei Qianchi spent centuries searching for this man and now, everything was gone. Just like that, it felt like his efforts went down the drain.

Fei Qianchi was tortured ever since his childhood. He lost his mother, the only light in his life. Even then, after her death, Fei Qianchi would have nightmares about her. He would have nightmares about his mother lashing out at him for not saving her. And even though he knew that Chan Lihua would never do that, he still couldn't help it.

When Fei Qianchi joined Fushui sect, he thought that he had earned something else. Years went by, but it felt like he was at the beginning, sent back to when everyone ridiculed him and turned their backs on him.

A roaring fire ignited. Was this the right path? Then again, there was no right path. He... maybe this was for the better. Maybe he should just let this demonic energy take over him, maybe then, Fei Qianchi wouldn't have to worry anymore.

A wide smile broke on his face, capturing the breaking of his rationality.

"Accept yourself. There is no need to hold back and continue to pretend. I will help you." Ran Mengyu continued to whisper, speaking closer to Fei Qianchi.

"How will you help me?" Fei Qianchi watched as the man walked towards him. In a matter of seconds, the scenes changed. Standing before the gates of a huge palace, Ran Mengyu smiled looking back at him.

Ran Mengyu was ridiculously beautiful. The man was seductive, a beauty that could make thousands lose control of themselves. He smiled as he opened his arms. "With my people, of course. When you begin to take your revenge, I will lead an attack on Fushui Sect. No matter what, I have lived for tens of thousands of years. Even against the forces of the righteous sects, I am sure to cause some damage to them."

Fei Qianchi stared at the gates. His heart sped, fast and loud. He could envision it... his eyes switched colors, flicking between black and blue.

"Join me, Qianchi. The demonic cultivators accepts all, for we all have walked through similar paths. I will help you destroy this ugly world. I will take revenge and avenge all the lives lost under the hands of the righteous sects, for all the lives they destroyed." Ran Mengyu smiled, an evil smile. His eyes glowed as a dark energy surrounded his body.

Fei Qianchi felt his heart beating out of control, adrenaline pumping through his veins. This was it... this was where he always belonged. He was never meant to be a righteous cultivator. This was the path that he always wanted to ignore but now, he understood why it called out to him. Thinking this, the last bit of resistance crumbled.

Everyone lied to him. They all pretended to love him, that had to be it. They fooled and tricked him. He once resisted but now that Ran Mengyu spoke, he understood. It wasn't him, it was the world. It was the world who made him live in torture. Everyone would betray him just like Baicheng.

The dark energy within him ran wild, feeding off of his bloodlust. It deluded him, creating a web of lies that grew more and more, as he slowly lost control of his thoughts. It fooled him, it tricked him into believing something that was false.

But now, all hope was lost. He was trapped, he had been tricked. It was already too late...

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Upon the day of Baicheng's wedding, Fei Qianchi sat in his room. Reflected in the mirror was a familiar man and a beautiful woman. Dressed in red, there were many people surrounding them. The two walked side by side, the bridal veil covered the woman's face, but upon the man's lips, a smile remained.

There were countless toasts being exchanged.

Fei Qianchi watched, a bubbling cry surfacing in his heart as he suppressed the tears. He told himself that it wouldn't hurt, yet even now, he couldn't let go. This man saved him, this man made him love, and now that man was leaving him alone.

Baicheng smiled. Even in the mirror, his red eyes shone brightly. They walked together as they began taking their vows. The first bow came and Fei Qianchi could no longer watch. He turned away, not wanting to see their union.

Fei Qianchi felt something wet rolling down his cheeks. There was a heartbreaking smile on his face.

There was a knock at the door, a deep but gentle voice asked, "Qianchi, can I come in?"

Fei Qianchi merely covered his face more, trying even harder to stifle his cries as the knocking continued.

There was a moment of silence as the person outside asked once more, "Please, Qianchi, let me come in. Can I speak to you?"

Once more, Fei Qianchi didn't say anything as he ignored the voice. Finally, after the question was repeated once more, he looked up, his elegant face was stained with a tint of red at his eyes.

"Come in," His voice was hoarse and coarse, his eyes filled with pain and yet they looked blank and lost.

The doors opened revealing a man dressed in a light blue robe embroidered with black. His eyes were a shade of purple, his features strong yet also slightly cold. What was most evident was the worry laced within his brows and the pain within his eyes that couldn't be hidden even as he tried.

Fei Qianchi watched him enter, an expression of coldness now on his face.

Zhu Longwang was able to notice the abnormality from Fei Qianchi and he stepped towards him. Just as he was about to help Fei Qianchi up, his hand was slapped away. He looked up, eyes in confusion and pain but he didn't say anything nor did he do anything. He merely stood there, watching Fei Qianchi glare at him without doing a single thing.

Finally, Zhu Longwang opened up his mouth, albeit in a tone full of helplessness yet consolation. "Let him go, Fei Qianchi, you deserve someone else."

With those words, Fei Qianchi's eyes got even more deadly. He smiled, a smile filled with pain as he stood up, face to face with the other man. "Longwang, he's getting married, he's breaking the promise he made to me."

Zhu Longwang couldn't say anything as he looked at Fei Qianchi's devastating smile. "Qianchi, you can find someone else, someone who loves you even more. You deserve the world and he can no longer give you that."

Hearing that, Fei Qianchi froze for a second, tears threatening to fall from his face as he suppressed it. Then, his smile got bigger before he began laughing, it was a laugh of disbelief, a laugh of ridicule towards himself. He stared at Zhu Longwang, each word digging deep into the other's heart. "Get away from me! Don't speak to me! He lied to me, he told me that he loved only me, and yet, he is getting married. Married to someone who isn't me! Longwang, you don't understand the pain within my heart."

Zhu Longwang grimaced, not knowing what he should say. He watched as Fei Qianchi broke down in front of him. He took a step forward but Fei Qianchi took a step backwards.

"Get away from me, leave me. I don't need you here," Fei Qianchi spat out, eyes like daggers launching towards Zhu Longwang.

Zhu Longwang's face stiffened, a wave of pain flying across his face as he faced Fei Qianchi's reaction to him. "Qianchi, please, you're hurting right now. At least let me accompany you to know that you will be alright." He didn't make a move anymore, he merely stood there even as he desperately spoke, hoping that Fei Qianchi would listen to his words.

But those words only irritated Fei Qianchi. Fei Qianchi smirked as he heard those words, "And what can you do? Are you going to ridicule me just like everyone else? Are you going to laugh in my face telling me that you had already warned me about him?" Fei Qianchi paused as he scoffed. "What good can you do, Zhu Longwang? You have never known me, you will never know how much my heart aches. I bet that heart of yours is as cold as ice."

Zhu Longwang's eyes widened from Fei Qianchi's words, hurt within them and he clenched his fist tightly, biting his lips to the point where it almost bled. He closed his eyes, as if he was calming himself before he opened them once more.

Fei Qianchi cocked his head at Zhu Longwang. "Get out. I don't want to see your face around me right now, I don't want to see anyone, not even my brother. Tell Fei Shang to keep away from me."

Zhu Longwang opened his mouth, about to say something else but he closed it in the end. He looked once more as Fei Qianchi turned away from him, conflicting emotions within his eyes before he finally nodded his head. As he stepped out the doors, he looked once more towards Fei Qianchi's lonely figure. "Just know that I will always be here. I will always be here for you no matter what." With that, he gently closed the doors.

Fei Qianchi looked at the doors, a cold glare deep in his eyes. Then, he looked towards the mirror, an image reflecting in his mirrors. A young man with crimson eyes was dressed in red, a woman with a bridal veil on stood across from one another as they bowed towards each other.

Fei Qianchi clenched the table so hard, his fingers were indented into it as he scowled.

And then, his eyes flickered, changing from red before fading to a dark and eerie black. And he smirked, a chilling sight to the bone. A small wisp of black energy came from him, unfortunately, he was unable to notice anything.

"Revenge... Follow my words and I will give you this chance to overcome your sect, to defeat the man who had lied to you, to show everyone who used you that you are stronger than all of them."

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