The Doctor of the City goes down the mountain

Chapter 2659: A warrior in the heavenly realm has fallen to this point?

With Arei's departure, peace returned to the cave.

Yun Ruoxian smiled bitterly and said, "I never thought that a Heaven Realm warrior like me would one day be captured by an ordinary person and become his wife."

If this kind of thing were to spread to the outside world, it would be simply laughable.

But here, it almost became a reality.

At this moment, Yun Ruoxian approached Lin Dong, put her mouth close to Lin Dong's ear, and whispered:

"Lin Dong, I actually have a way to allow you to have internal energy for a short period of time...but..."

Yun Ruoxian's voice was low and mysterious. Her face was extremely blurry in the darkness, but her eyes were shining with a complex light.

When Lin Dong heard this, his heart was shocked, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and he hurriedly asked: "What method? Tell me quickly!"

However, before Yun Ruoxian could finish her words, there was a burst of hurried footsteps and inquiring voices coming from the cave entrance, interrupting the secret she was about to tell.

"Friend Lin, Sister Yun, are you back? Are you in the cave? Can I come in? I have something important to discuss with you." The voice was low and powerful, revealing an irresistible majesty. It was that of the Knife-crazy Monk.

Yun Ruoxian's face changed slightly when she heard this. She quickly swallowed back the words she was about to say and turned to look at Lin Dong, her eyes full of helplessness and apology.

Lin Dong also realized the sudden change in the situation. Although he was extremely unwilling, he could only suppress his curiosity for the time being and turned to the cave entrance and responded, "Senior, please come in."

Following a heavy sound of footsteps, the figure of Daochi Monk appeared at the entrance of the cave. He was wearing a simple robe. Although his face looked old, his eyes were bright, as if he could see into people's hearts.

He stepped into the cave, his eyes swept between the two of them, and finally landed on Yun Ruoxian, as if he noticed her subtle emotion of wanting to say something but stopping.

"Friend Lin, Sister Yun, I seemed to hear some fighting sounds just now. What's going on?" The Knife-crazy Monk asked the two with a smile.

In fact, although he was not here just now, but in the cave next door, he could still roughly guess what happened.

Because he saw the tribe's first warrior running away in panic with an arm broken.

You can probably guess the reason.

Lin Dong and Yun Ruoxian looked at each other and saw a strange look in each other's eyes.

Lin Dong pondered for a moment, and without hiding anything, told the knife-crazy monk about the conflict he had just had with Are, the tribe's top warrior.

After listening to this, Dao Chi Jushi shook his head and said, "It is indeed so."

"It just so happens that I have something to tell you. It is also related to this matter."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Lin Dong asked curiously.

A hint of profoundness flashed in the eyes of the knife-crazy monk. He slowly spoke in a low and powerful voice: "Friend Lin, Friend Yun, you have a general understanding of this tribe, right? In this tribe, resources are scarce, people's hearts are complicated, and fighting is constant. As the old saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and this place is no exception."

He paused, his eyes becoming more determined: "And if we want to gain a foothold in this land and obtain sufficient resources and voice, we must gain more power. The most direct way is to rule here."

"My dear Lin, I see that you are extremely talented, and my dear Yun is also very intelligent. I think both of you have extraordinary qualities. I wonder if you are interested in doing something big with me? Overthrow the current clan leader, and we will become clan leaders ourselves and rule this tribe." Upon hearing this, Lin Dong's face suddenly changed, and he froze in place as if he had been struck by lightning.

He never expected that this once-powerful warrior from the Heaven Realm would come up with such a "down-to-earth" proposal.

In his opinion, a warrior in the heavenly realm should be above the mundane world and be at the top of all things. How could he fall to the point of fighting for power in a small tribe?
"Senior, are you...are you kidding?" Lin Dong's voice sounded a little strange. He tried to find a trace of teasing or joking on the face of Knife Crazy Monk, but unfortunately, all he saw was seriousness and determination.

"Friend Lin, I'm not joking." The sword-crazy monk shook his head, his tone revealing an indescribable helplessness and determination, "Although I am a heavenly realm warrior, I have been trapped here for decades and have lost all my internal energy, just like an ordinary person. I know very well that I can no longer return to my former glory by my own strength."

"But I am unwilling to accept this. I am unwilling to grow old in obscurity. I want to use the rest of my life to prove that even if I lose my inner energy, I, the sword maniac, can still leave my mark on this land."

"When the time comes, once we have unified the tribes, we will continue to create greater glory, conquer other tribes, and unify the entire island..."

Lin Dong was silent, his mind was in turmoil and his thoughts were overwhelming.

He recalled his glory in the outside world, and his status as a heavenly realm warrior made him respected and admired wherever he went.

But now, he had to discuss here with an equally down-and-out Heaven Realm warrior how to rule a small tribe of a few thousand people.

The gap between them made him feel suffocated.

"Senior Sword Maniac," Lin Dong turned around, his eyes firm and sincere.

"I know your good intentions and I am grateful for your sheltering us. But there is always a voice echoing in my heart, telling me that I cannot and should not give up the hope of returning to my original world. There are my family, my friends, my unfulfilled dreams and responsibilities."

Upon hearing this, the knife-crazy monk frowned, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes that had seen through so much.

"My dear Lin, you are still too young to understand the dangers and helplessness of this world. That sea has swallowed up countless souls who wanted to escape over the years. And that mountain is a legendary forbidden place. No one knows its full appearance, and no one dares to say that they can cross it. Why are you so stubborn that you have to take this road of no return?"

"Give up this unrealistic idea of ​​leaving. Be realistic and stay with me to seize power and rule this tribe together."

"After we succeed, the three of us will be equals, and you two can live here like a couple of gods. On this land, you can spread your wings and pass on your family line. In the future, a tribe of your own will be created here."

"Here, you don't have to stick to the laws and morals of the outside world. You can have as many children as you want. Even if you give birth to a race or a country, no one will care..."

Lin Dong took a deep breath and didn't let him continue.

Instead, he said with a more determined look: "Senior, if I can't get out, I would rather die on the road. I will never stay here and live numbly."

He paused, his tone becoming more gentle and resolute: “As for the life you mentioned, I am grateful for the blueprint you have drawn for us, which is indeed an indescribable beauty.

"But in my heart, true happiness is not just about comfort and freedom, but also about facing the storms and pursuing dreams together with the one you love. Although the outside world is full of unknowns and challenges, it is also our common home, where we have our roots and our souls..."

The knife-crazy monk looked at Lin Dong, and his eyes, which were once as sharp as an eagle, now became soft and deep.

He shook his head slowly, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Forget it, forget it. I have lived for so long, and have seen too many people lose themselves for fame, wealth and power, but rarely see someone like you who is so persistent in freedom and "roots".

"Since you have made up your mind, I will not stop you. I wish you good luck."

(End of this chapter)