Chapter 2386: with translation of chapter title

This Heavenly Family disciple, hearing those curses, had an icy expression in his eyes.

As members of the Heavenly Family, when have we ever been insulted like this?

Not to mention merely an Ancient Immortal Realm expert, even the Palace Master of Ultimate Bliss Palace, a top figure of the Immortal Realm, would not dare insult them the Heavenly Family like that.

This black‑clothed man is truly asking for death.

But in the face of his anger, the leading Heavenly Family steward merely gave a cold chuckle and said.

"Heh, this dog‑thing just wants my Heavenly Family to make a move and kill him; you think spilling the food will end well for these two?"

"This………………"

"He just wants to seek death, but the more he does so, the less I can grant his wish."

This black‑clothed man wants to provoke the Heavenly Family by insulting them, so they will intervene, but the Heavenly Family will deliberately not intervene.

Even afterward, the Heavenly Family could secretly give instructions, making things harder for these two.

Insulting the Heavenly Family offends its dignity; this cannot be settled by a single death—it's not that simple, you're overthinking.

The black‑clothed man's angry shouts rang nonstop, a pity—he is destined not to see any Heavenly Family members today.

On the other hand, the man who had previously been kicked down by him, severely injured and unable to rise, now gritted his teeth, watching the scene unfold in the sky; although he still felt unwilling, he also felt a sense of schadenfreude.

Adulterers, dog‑like man and woman, heaven has eyes—you deserve it.

Although this man likewise couldn't understand what they were saying about food and such, seeing the black‑clothed pair end up in this state, he felt immensely satisfied.

He now has no other wishes; he only hopes to see that lowly person and the black‑clothed man die—that would be enough.

Unfortunately, he no longer possesses that ability now; he himself is already a waning candle in the wind, powerless to change anything.

Just as the man felt elated in his chest and cried out that heaven has eyes, a youth walked unhurriedly into the ruins and came before him.

The youth had a blank expression, his demeanor indifferent, especially his eyes, which lacked any luster.

There was only indifference, an extreme indifference, as if he cared nothing for anything in this world.

This youth was none other than Tao Qian, who had rushed back from the small town, dust‑covered.

Bai Hua Xianzi and the others were in seclusion, and Ye Zhangqing was too lazy to handle the canteen's trifling matters.

Hongyue alone couldn't manage; there was originally Zuo Jue, but he too was sent by his father to go into seclusion.

Ye Zhangqing had no one available beside him; after thinking it over, he could only summon Tao Qian back.

Although this fellow has cultivated the Ruthless Dao, he is not an idiot; handling some matters is still no problem.

Moreover, regarding Ye Zhangqing's orders, Tao Qian had no hesitation whatsoever; whatever Ye Zhangqing said, right or wrong, he simply carried it out.

From a certain perspective, Tao Qian is indeed quite useful now.

At this moment, Tao Qian had just entered the city when he saw such chaos.

I don't know if it's because he cultivated the Ruthless Dao, but inexplicably he was guided here and then saw this man.

Looking at the man lying on the ground, his breath faint, his whole person utterly miserable, Tao Qian frowned slightly and said.

"You seem quite happy."

Hearing this, the man looked at Tao Qian before him with suspicion, not knowing who this youth was, but as a dying man, having someone to talk to, he didn't dwell on it and instead gave a heartfelt cold laugh.

"Happy, being able to personally see that lowly person die—how could I not be happy?"

By now, the man couldn't be bothered to pretend; he would just show what he felt, and what others thought was none of his business.

However, faced with the man's unrestrained laughter, Tao Qian showed no change in expression and felt no disdain.

Instead, he uttered a sentence that left people baffled.

"Have you also been wounded by love?"

Huh???

Upon hearing this, the man who had been laughing loudly froze immediately, looked at Tao Qian in puzzlement; after a long stare, his expression grew desolate and he slowly spoke.

"Yes, for the sake of this love, I have been ruined, my family destroyed; the only thing I regret is not heeding my parents' teachings, letting the wolf in, and destroying my household."

"That lowly woman, when she first met me, was merely a lone cultivator, like rootless duckweed; I gave her a place to stay, I provided her with cultivation resources…………………"

Perhaps the grievance in his heart had been bottled up too long; thus, faced with Tao Qian's odd question, the man not only didn't find it strange, but proceeded to recount his past to him.

The man spoke slowly, while Tao Qian listened silently at his side, neither responding nor interrupting, simply serving as a quiet listener.

Although Tao Qian at this moment didn't understand love and romance, for some reason, hearing the man's account, he inexplicably felt a sense of empathy in his heart.

Why would he feel this way? Tao Qian pondered, but could find no answer.

He couldn't recall ever having any love or affection.

Can love hurt so much? This only left Tao Qian feeling utterly bewildered.

Yet the man's story truly gave Tao Qian an ineffable feeling.

After finishing his story, the man looked at Tao Qian, whose expression remained blank, and gave a self‑mocking laugh.

"Little friend, thank you for listening to my tale; I never expected that, before my death, I would meet someone like you, a strange person, willing to hear my ramblings."

"It's a pity that my Kui clan was destroyed; all my lifetime savings, even the family's supreme treasure, were stolen by that lowly woman—I have nothing left to give you."

The man's words were true; if his space ring were still on him, he would undoubtedly have given it to Tao Qian without hesitation.

Anyway, he wouldn't live much longer.

Moreover, meeting Tao Qian at this time, although he gave off a strange vibe, the man also felt a kinship of kindred spirits—he too was a person with a story.

On the brink of death, he actually managed to meet a kindred spirit; it's a shame the timing is wrong, otherwise he would surely have drunk with Tao Qian for days and nights.

He vented his pent‑up frustration.

The man sighed, but as soon as his words fell, he heard Tao Qian suddenly seem to have made a decision.

His gaze finally showed a hint of change, gaining a trace of resolve.

He lowered his head to look at the man, his tone extremely solemn, and spoke word by word.

"Although I don't know why I have this thought, I have a method I can pass on to you—do you want to learn it?"

"Ah???"

As soon as he said that, the man was stunned, "What one method? I, who am about to die, you still want to teach me the method?"

Moreover, my cultivation is in the Ancient Immortal Realm, ah, you, you're just a junior, having only completed the Immortal Realm, not even broken through to the Immortal King Realm, and you want to teach me the method?