Chapter 108: Proud of You—Who Says Women Are Inferior to Men?

In this world of hypocrisy, the dishonesty of one person does not represent ten thousand; the sins of one person do not represent everyone. In this mortal world, a trace of true affection still remains. The waning moon is telling this story with its own hands…

The Wolf King asked curiously, “How do you know about us? Last time at the arena, I saw your swordsmanship. As far as I remember, in the three realms and six paths, there’s no such formidable swordsmanship. And you, a little girl with yellow hair, where did you learn it?”

Blue Blade smiled and said, “Wolf King, after all, you’ve lived in this world for thousands of years. Why do you still like to pry into others’ secrets? You’ll know when it’s time for you to know. If I tell you now, will you stop asking?”

The Wolf King shook his head helplessly. This girl’s tongue was truly sharp…

Blue Blade continued, “I know about you because you’ve all appeared in his world. But don’t ask me—I won’t tell. If there’s a chance later, you’ll naturally find out.”

The Wolf King wisely stopped asking and changed the topic. He looked at the Demon Suppression Flag and then at the yellow light shield. Clearly, they didn’t have enough people. With their current strength, they could only temporarily strengthen the shield, but before long, the undead inside would break through…

Another delicate voice said, “Grandpa, let’s go help them. They all look so suffering.”

The group followed the sound and saw a red-haired girl with big eyes and a high nose bridge. She wore a fiery red dress, with her fair arms and slender legs exposed. She seemed to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, quite young. Next to her was a short old man with a white beard—Dragon God, Long Muyaa’s grandfather.

The old man nodded and said, “Since even the leaders refuse to act, let’s, an old man and a child, go first.” The two gently sat down, one guarding each yellow Demon Suppression Flag.

Though Dragon God’s words were brief, they made the leaders of both the righteous and evil factions blush. Yet they couldn’t act, fearing a sneak attack. It seemed the evil in their hearts was the true evil.

These fifteen people were replacing the thirty-six needed to activate the “Heavenly Light Six Directions” formation. It was obvious they had to exert twice as much or more effort to keep the yellow shield from disappearing.

Gradually, sweat appeared on everyone’s foreheads, especially those with weaker strength. Of course, A Jiu was the weakest, followed by Shui Er, then Long Muyaa, Tian Jiao, and the Great Sword King. Their sweat became even more intense…

Time passed slowly, and the people from both sides continued to argue, afraid of a sneak attack. The group on the field seemed to be struggling to hold on, especially A Jiu beside the Ten Heroes. But A Jiu couldn’t let go yet. Looking at the shield behind her, it was already fading. If she released her grip now, the undead would surely rush in that direction…

But if she didn’t let go, within a short while, she might lose her strength—or worse…

Watching the sweat stream down Ajiu’s head quickly, Shi Jieyi hurriedly said, “Ajiu, let go…”
Ajiu persisted, shaking her head fiercely: “I can’t let go. It’s so rare to get a chance to be a hero—I won’t give it up.” By now, Ajiu was already quite exhausted, her face pale.
The Wolf King looked at Ajiu and said, “Ajiu, you’re amazing. I, an old fool, underestimated you before. Hold on. If you let go now, we’ll all die. Think of the others in this world—they have families, children, and parents. The longer we hold on, the more happiness they’ll have.”
Shi Jieyi was now extremely anxious and shouted loudly, “Old fool, what are you talking about? If Ajiu keeps going like this, she might die from exhaustion. Do we really have to sacrifice ourselves for others?”
Ajiu struggled to stop Shi Jieyi, saying, “Shi Yi, Brother Wolf is right. I used to be a willful kid. Ever since I’ve been with you, I’ve learned what happiness is. Maybe I’ve never done anything good in my life, but if today I can trade my life for even a moment of happiness for everyone else, even if I die here, I’ll be happy.”
Shi Jieyi looked at Ajiu, his eyes seemingly filled with tears, and said, “To be able to marry Ajiu in this life is my greatest happiness and pride.”
Although Ajiu spoke with difficulty, everyone heard her words. It was truly admirable that such words could come from a woman’s mouth. The Great Sword King also saw that Shui Er beside him was about to give up, his anger growing. He shouted at the members of the Zheng and Mo sects, who were still dazed, “You don’t deserve to be leaders at all. Your hearts are selfish. I’m ashamed of you. Look at these frail women, look at those gray-haired elders—don’t your faces burn with shame?”
Even though the Great Sword King was cursing fiercely, the people of the Zheng and Mo sects didn’t move. Their suspicions prevented them from calmly suppressing the demonic energy.
Just as everyone present was focusing on Ajiu, a voice came from behind: “Let me do it.”
Who was she? Everyone here knew her—she was the ruler of the Mo sect, Qiyue…
Qiyue was dressed in her usual alluring attire, though the color had changed to deep blue. She gently picked up Ajiu and placed her on Shi Jieyi’s shoulders, then quickly channeled her true power into Ajiu’s yellow Demon Suppression Flag…
Finally, Ajiu got a chance to catch her breath. Leaning on Shi Jieyi’s shoulders, she looked at Qiyue and said, “Sister Qiyue, thank you.”
While continuing to channel her power into the flag, Lan Ren said, “You don’t need to thank her. She wasn’t trying to help you…”
Qiyue glanced at Lan Ren but said nothing.
Shi Jieyi was confused and asked, “If Qiyue doesn’t want to help Ajiu, why did she still control the Demon Suppression Flag for her?”
Lan Ren smiled slightly and said, “Well, that’s thanks to Liu Yi. You’re Liu Yi’s closest friends. Who is the person Qiyue loves the most? If the friend of her loved one died right in front of her and she didn’t intervene, would she be okay?”
A hint of surprise flashed in Qiyue’s eyes, but she said nothing.

A single word from Blue Blade left everyone present speechless. The Wolf King glanced around; those rogue heroes who had followed him were too scared of those monsters to take action. Knowing it was useless to ask them for help, and with neither the good nor the evil forces willing to intervene, the only thing left was to hold on here. His sole intention was to use his last bit of strength to bring a little more happiness to the people of the world…
The story unfolded little by little. Everyone had their own stories and sorrows, but they also had happiness. Thus, they understood the hearts of the people everywhere, and they were determined to use their last bit of strength to bring them a little more happiness…