122: Su Quan committed suicide.

The world was silent, save for the whistling wind.

The living beings of Haiya Prefecture held their breath, gazing upward; the two figures above in the firmament would decide the survival of the Human Race.

"The person who shouldn't be loved?"

Little Dragon Girl's heart skipped a beat. It felt as if she had grasped something, yet she had grasped nothing at all. Unwilling to dwell on it, she let out an absurd laugh: "Su Sheng Nü, the person you speak of, you aren't referring to This Princess, are you?"

Su Quan did not respond. Instead, he turned his head away, letting the teardrop he had desperately squeezed out be blown away by the wind. His tone revealed a faint sense of sorrow: "All of this... it doesn't matter anymore!"

The System's young, mechanical voice sounded in his mind.

"Host, if you keep talking like this, I'm going to cry from sadness!"

It knew that everything Su Quan was doing was acting. However, because his Realm was so profound, he wasn't just acting; he was fully immersed in the role, and that intense sorrow radiated naturally from his soul.

"Shut up!"

Su Quan forcibly suppressed the System that had popped up in his mind.

Right now, having returned the aptitude of this lifetime to Su Jing and intending to flee the Mountain Sea Realm, he naturally had to do everything in his power to squeeze more resources out of Little Dragon Girl.

"It doesn't matter anymore!"

Little Dragon Girl suppressed the uncomfortable fluctuations in her heart and said coldly: "Then put away that disgusting, green-tea face; This Princess will never fall into your trap again!"

Su Quan smiled self-deprecatingly.

Suddenly, he turned his head back, his clear, limpid eyes meeting the young girl's gaze as he asked: "Sister Long, do you hate me more, or do you hate my sister more?"

"You..."

Looking into those sorrowful eyes, Little Dragon Girl received a massive shock. Her cherry lips parted slightly, and she was stunned, unable to speak.

Su Quan continued to speak to himself: "I know that Sister Long actually hates me more. Everything started because of me, so let it end because of me!"

He suddenly looked up, gazing at the girl's beautiful face, and said word by word: "If I die today, I would like to beg Sister Long to consider the feelings of so many years and forgive my sister this once."

"Do you think you have the qualifications to negotiate with This Princess?"

Unknowingly, Little Dragon Girl's heart was in turmoil, but she still had to put on a cold and hard facade.

"Of course I know that I have no qualifications to negotiate in front of Sister Long, but this is the last thing I can do!" Su Quan clutched his sunken chest, and a mouthful of blood mixed with visceral fragments flowed from his mouth.

That previous palm strike had extinguished most of his vitality.

"Even if there is only a sliver of hope, I am willing to try!"

Swish—

The jade sword unsheathed, tracing a brilliant sword flower.

Under Little Dragon Girl's gaze, the youth did not charge over with his sword; instead, he casually placed the long sword horizontally against his own neck.

Because the blade was too sharp, a bloody mark was carved into his fair, tender neck.

"Slicing flesh and removing bone to repay the grace of birth from Mother-Father!"

"Using blood and life to appease the anger of the Dragon Clan!"

"Apologizing with death!"

"In this life and this world, I no longer owe anyone anything."

Su Quan's eyes were hazy. His grip on the sword hilt tightened, his knuckles turning slightly white. He let out a long sigh, looked at Little Dragon Girl one last time, and a charming smile curved at the corners of his lips.

"Sister Long, my sister killed your brother, and now I use my life to compensate."

"One life for one life, we are even..."

As the final words fell, Su Quan had no more attachments. He violently twisted the blade, and hot blood sprayed out. The world was dyed red, and only the girl's urgent cries reached his ears.

"You, you wait!"

"Wait!"

Little Dragon Girl reached out to stop him, but Su Quan's movements were too fast, giving her no chance to react. The long sword slipped from his hand, his body went limp, and he finally fell into a warm embrace.

Su Quan had fallen!

Above the firmament.

Little Dragon Girl held Su Quan's gradually cooling body, silent for a long time. Her gaze fell upon the youth's scarred face, and the events of the past echoed in her mind like a movie.

"Damn, Host, your hand is ruthless; doesn't your neck hurt?"

In an illusory plane of space, the System transformed into the appearance of a small sprite, clutching its own neck and clicking its tongue repeatedly.

"If one isn't ruthless, one cannot stand firm!"

Su Quan's illusory figure also appeared. Standing with his hands behind his back, looking across endless space and time at the girl holding his cold corpse, he sighed: "If I didn't kill myself but died at Little Dragon Girl's hands, that would truly be dying in vain!"

Under these circumstances, there is a huge difference between being active and passive.

Therefore, he could only be as fast as possible to reduce the pain of suicide.

"Then, Host, do you think this Dragon Clan member will really stop here? If she rushes into the city to kill again, wouldn't you have died in vain?" the System asked with some confusion.

"Whether she stops or not is no longer important. What's important is... I was forced to death by her!" Su Quan smiled mysteriously, his mood becoming uncharacteristically cheerful: "And I am ninety percent sure that Little Dragon Girl will stop here!"

The two were sworn friends of many years, and he understood Little Dragon Girl's character very well.

Although she was of the Dragon Clan, she lacked the cruelty of a Yao Beast and hid kindness and softness deep in her heart.

Even if he hadn't stepped forward today, Little Dragon Girl would have at most threatened verbally and wouldn't have truly committed the act of slaughtering the city to vent her anger.

"It seems Host understands women very well!"

The System nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite, then turned to continue watching Little Dragon Girl.

Meanwhile, the billions of living beings within Haiya Prefecture were all watching Little Dragon Girl's every move. Everything that happened next would directly relate to their survival.

"Forget it!"

After a long while, Little Dragon Girl sighed softly: "The Human Race has an old saying: when will the cycle of vengeance end? Let this matter end here!"

When she arrived, she had indeed brought monstrous anger, wishing to slaughter the entire Human Race. But when she truly saw Su Quan fall into her arms, she had no pleasure in revenge at all; there was only a sense of listlessness, and a trace of faint sorrow.

"Mother King is right; matters of emotion are indeed a great taboo on the path of cultivation. It is just a pity that I only understood this principle after truly experiencing it!"

Little Dragon Girl waved her hand, letting Su Quan's corpse lie on the city wall of Haiya Prefecture, then turned and floated away toward the sea.

"From now on, I only wish to avoid being tainted by emotional Karma and to devote myself to pursuing the path of Immortal Ascension."

"The Dao is to be walked alone; the Dao is to be unfettered!"

"..."

Little Dragon Girl softly chanted her insights, her aura rising accordingly. Her Divine Soul seemed to have stepped into a brand-new Realm. Even until her figure completely vanished at the end of the firmament, her terrifying Dragon Clan pressure still lingered in the world.

A long time passed.

The tense atmosphere of Haiya Prefecture gradually relaxed.

People panted heavily, filled with the joy of surviving a catastrophe, erupting into heaven-shaking cheers, seemingly not expecting the Dragon Clan to spare the Human Race so easily.

The entire city fell into an ocean of joy; no one would pay attention to the corpse lying on the city wall again.

A breeze blew through the youth's blood-soaked hair, and he was gradually forgotten by the world.