C10 Do You Hate Me?

Do you hate me?

"We will definitely treat little brother as a VIP... If you agree to help us, then you will be the most distinguished guest of our Savage Tribe." Seeming to be afraid that Xu Dong would not agree, the patriarch quickly added a sentence. They had lost so many of their clansmen for the sake of the giant snake, so the only thing they could do now was to keep Xu Dong here and make the beast afraid.

Qing Lan, who was standing at the side, looked at Xu Dong quietly, and a trace of anticipation flashed past her eyes: "That's right, Dong, didn't you say that someone was chasing after you? Uncle Qingsong, Uncle Patriarch, and the others are all very powerful. Although they can't compare to that giant snake, they can still help you chase away those bad people."

Hearing Qing Lan's words, they all turned their eyes to the calm youth in front of them.

"Kill him?"

The corner of Xu Dong's mouth raised slightly as he explained the situation. He didn't intend to hide anything from them. To be honest, he only came here because Qing Lan had been injured earlier and he was afraid that if anything happened to her again, Xu Tianlong and Xu Moqiu wouldn't let her go. He didn't want to implicate others.

"Fifth level of the Martial Proficiency Stage? It's nothing, really. It's not that easy to snatch someone from our barbarian tribe. We aren't pushovers either. Little brother Xu Dong, you can feel at ease staying here."

Looking at Qing Lan's reluctant look, Xu Dong hesitated for a moment when he thought of the giant snake. Thus, he agreed. This way, he would no longer have to worry about the people from the Xu family coming to find trouble with him.

"Then, Xu Dong will have to thank you all. As soon as the matter of the giant snake is settled, I will leave on my own accord." After all, he was the one who carried the blood debt. It was not suitable for him to stay here for long.

The patriarch ordered his men to clean up Xu Dong's room. Ever since Xu Dong had arrived here, Qing Lan had often looked for him and brought him around the city. When he was free, he would go and cultivate. He lived a comfortable life.

"Dong, what is your martial soul?" The moon was bright and the stars were few. On the roof, there were two small figures. Qing Lan shook her little feet and looked at Xu Dong, asking curiously. The first time she saw him, he had been possessed by his martial soul and had two blood-red claws.

"I don't know either, but it should be a dragon..." Xu Dong scratched his head and said in embarrassment. To be honest, he only knew that his martial soul was a Blood Dragon. In addition, his martial soul was able to grow a little special, so he didn't know what it was.

Qing Lan curled her lips. The moonlight reflected in her eyes was especially beautiful.

Looking at her beautiful side profile, Xu Dong felt as if a gentle breeze was blowing across his heart. Such a peaceful day would one day be broken, but if he could let her continue to be so happy, he hoped that this peace would never be broken.

It was the law of the world, the survival of the fittest, and the elimination of the fittest, and strength was the only measure of the world, but he had never imagined that such peace would end so quickly.

On the next day, Xu Dong sat on the bed and felt the surging energy in his body. His body was emitting waves of heat, and he was anxious to find a way to vent it. His heart was filled with joy, and he quickly sank his Qi into his dantian, guiding the energy in his body. This... This was the rhythm of breaking through to the third level of the Martial Proficiency Stage!

He had been trying to call out to the Blood Dragon in his body for the past few days, but it seemed to be really angry and didn't intend to pay any attention to him.

He felt that he was more tired than ever, and his blood would occasionally decrease. At the same time, his strength was also increasing. When he thought about what the Blood Dragon had said that it needed his blood to support it, he felt relieved. He had originally thought that there would still be half a month before the breakthrough, but he didn't expect it to arrive so quickly. This surprised him.

"Dong, bad news! Something big has happened!" Qing Lan stumbled in from outside. Her voice was sobbing, and her eyes were red from crying. Seeing that Xu Dong was cultivating, she could only sit aside anxiously.

Xu Dong, who was originally standing still, suddenly opened his eyes. A bright light shot out from his eyes and he let out a low roar. Feeling the power surging through his entire body, Xu Dong's spirit was also lifted.

Before Xu Dong could react, he was pulled out by Qing Lan. Looking at Qing Lan's sorry state, his heart ached. He did not know why, but he suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

"Qing Lan, don't worry. What happened?" Xu Dong asked in a soft voice as he held her hand and pushed her hair that was scattered in front of her forehead.

"A man called Xu Moqiu came to look for Dong. The patriarch and the others were not willing to do so, so they started fighting with him. Who knew that the man would be at the seventh level of the Martial Proficiency Stage? The patriarch and the others couldn't hold him back any longer. They asked me to take you away." Qing Lan wiped away her tears, and when she thought about what had just happened, her tears were like a flood.

Xu Moqiu! Xu Dong clenched his fists tightly. His eyes were filled with coldness. He shook off Qing Lan's hand and was about to walk towards the door, but Qing Lan grabbed him.

"Dong, you can't do that. Uncle Qingsong and the others have already been sacrificed. You can't go back. You will only be sending yourself to your death. You can't let their sacrifice go to waste." Qing Lan bit her lips tightly and looked at him. It made him feel as if his heart had been hit by a punch, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.

The skills were dazzling in the sky, and behind them, like brands, were the souls and the screams of the dead, branded deep into his heart, and he hated himself, hated himself for being useless, hated himself in a way he had never hated himself before.

In that instant, Xu Dong's eyes turned red. He looked out at the smoke outside, but he could only hide in the backyard. He couldn't do anything, and he had to escape.

Seeing that Xu Dong was indifferent, Qing Lan thought that he did not want to go back. She wiped her tears, looked at him, and said sadly: "If Dong insists on leaving, Qing Lan will accompany you. This is also my home."

Looking at Qing Lan's stubborn appearance, the guilt in Xu Dong's heart had also reached its peak at this moment. It was all his fault. If it wasn't for him, the entire barbarian tribe would not have been exterminated. If it wasn't for him, Qing Lan would not have lost her loved ones like him.

"You... do you hate me?" Xu Dong looked at Qing Lan mournfully, his heart aching.

He originally thought that Qing Lan hated him. Even if she said that, she would not blame her.

"Well, I don't hate it. Even without Dong, the snake would have killed us all. It's not your fault. It's Xu Moqiu's fault."

Xu Dong's eyes were tinged with a faint red. Qing Lan's words echoed in his heart and he was unable to calm down for a long time.

If she said that she hated him, he might be able to live a better life.

Looking at the flames that were shooting up into the sky outside, he tried his best to stop himself from listening to those sounds, gritted his teeth, and looked at Qing Lan, saying with determination: "Little girl, listen to me, I don't care if it is ten years or decades, I must take revenge. One day, I will make the people of Xu family beg for death!"

He was not afraid to die, but he could not let Qing Lan die with him. It wasn't too late to take revenge for ten years. He swore that one day, he would make Xu Moqiu pay with his blood. One day, he would become the king of this world!