479: How difficult is it for a person to have morality?

Who is Chen De? He is the Supreme Holy Mother of the Holy Mother Sect!

For countless years, no life had ever perished before Him.

Yet, today, several living beings had just vanished like that.

Chen De, in his entire life, most despised the act of treating human lives as mere grass.

The actions of this 'upper-class' person before Him were precisely what He could not tolerate the most.

And now, this so-called upper-class person was even galloping towards Him at full speed on horseback; it was simply outrageous!

Chen De could no longer bear it. Chen De truly could no longer bear it.

So, He glanced at the arrogant figure riding the tall horse.

When that person saw Chen De looking at him, he became even angrier.

"You bastard, how dare you look directly at me?"

"Lower-class people are just lower-class people, unteachable!"

Just as he was about to whip him, intending to strike him down and clear his path.

He did not see even the slightest trace of fear in the other's eyes, but it didn't matter, soon he would no longer have the chance to be afraid.

In his mind, he had already imagined the other's tragic death.

However, when he looked into those eyes again, his soul seemed to be drawn into an endless vortex.

Pain, endless pain, pain without end.

Such pain was indescribable, yet it was tens of thousands, even hundreds of millions of times more excruciating than soul-tearing.

A person like him should have had his soul dissipate and died long ago under such torment.

But for some unknown reason, he persisted for a very, very long time; in his perception, it felt like tens of thousands of years.

During these tens of thousands of years, every moment was spent in agony.

The pain was not constant; it was continuously adjusted every moment according to his endurance.

In his agony, he had no time to think, no time to ponder, only continuous, silent wails of pain.

Just then, he felt a wave of relief; the pain that had entangled him disappeared.

It turned out that the absence of pain felt so wonderful, so comfortable that he almost groaned.

Subsequently, he found his consciousness returning, back to a scene that felt like tens of thousands of years ago.

Before him stood a man whose gaze was fixed directly upon him.

Having endured countless torments, his heart was now filled with malice.

Today, no one on this street would survive.

He had suffered so much; why shouldn't these lower-class people suffer too?

But things did not unfold as he had imagined.

Very quickly, his consciousness seemed to get lost again, once more drawn into a vortex.

"No, no, no!"

In an instant, all his hatred and all his malice transformed into fear, an all-consuming fear.

This time, it wasn't just his consciousness that was pulled in, but his very soul.

Chen De seized the other's soul, his palm grasping in the air, condensing a blood-colored bead.

Then, He infused the seized soul into it, and faintly, a terrified and despairing wail could be heard.

"No, no, I don't want to go back..."

"Kill me, kill me, please..."

Chen De ignored him. After completing all this, He replenished the soul and then injected some kind of energy.

"Ah!!!"

Soon, his pleas vanished, replaced by cries of agony.

Extreme pain, enough to make one abandon thought, forget thought, unable to think.

Chen De then placed another restriction on the bead, and the screams immediately disappeared from his ears.

The power of this bead was extremely miraculous; while physically enlightening the other, it could also use Space Law and Time Law to keep him in a state where he would not die.

Most importantly, those who entered it would experience a drastic change in their perception of time.

Just now, this fellow's consciousness was only enlightened by Chen De for one ten-thousandth of an instant.

But the actual time he felt was probably tens of thousands of years.

This bead also perfectly inherited His advantages, achieving ninety-nine percent of the effect of Chen De personally intervening.

The power of tempering within the bead was also intelligently controlled based on the individual's endurance.

There would absolutely be no possibility of the tempering difficulty being too low or lacking challenge.

The effect of that tempering was absolutely excellent.

Chen De was just such a person, a person of great love, a kind person, a Holy Mother.

Even though this person had committed such evil deeds, Chen De could not bear to kill him; instead, He gave him a chance to reform.

As long as he could recognize his mistakes, Chen De would not only release him but also allow him to join His Holy Mother Sect to jointly benefit all living beings.

When out and about, giving others opportunities is also giving oneself an opportunity.

Then, that horse, along with the person's body, gradually turned into nothingness before everyone's eyes.

Chen De was about to put away the bead when He suddenly thought of something.

He also didn't know how many people this bead could hold... (Actually, Chen De knew this, as He created it, but Chen De also wanted to give others a chance to be a Holy Mother.

After all, if that wicked upper-class person had this opportunity, how could others not have it?

So, Chen De deliberately said this to give others a chance.

But Chen De had morals; He didn't speak of it, such was His love for selfless dedication.

He would only silently bury the good deeds He had done in His heart, and when others asked, He would only offer a polite smile.

Not coveting vanity, not caring about fame—this was Chen De.

But as the Perfectly Benevolent, Filial, Kind, and Virtuous True Ruler, He couldn't stand it. How could a kind person not be rewarded?

How difficult is a person's morality? Everyone present (write your own blank) can answer this question.

We cannot let good people bleed and cry, nor should we let brave warriors have no glorious achievements, or skilled healers have no brilliant renown.

Chen De came to save all beings, and it was only right that more people should know of His painstaking efforts.

Only in this way can people understand the preciousness of morality.

Everyone should emulate Chen De and contribute their part to the living beings of the world.

The Holy Mother Sect is the Holy Mother Sect of all living beings, the Holy Mother Sect of all life.

It, along with Chen De, has always strived for a noble ideal.

Speaking of this, I don't know when I had already burst into tears, and pure white positive energy gushed forth like a fountain...)

So Chen De, without hesitation, collected the souls of all living beings on this entire life planet, including three trillion people, into the bead.

Screams of agony... excited howls, made Chen De's heart feel sweet.

As long as He could do something useful for everyone... that was enough.

Chen De once again wanted to put away the bead, but suddenly thought, there are so many life planets here, all suffering greatly.

Alas, His thinking was still feudal, still narrow, still conservative, still petty... Subsequently, Chen De waved His hand and collected the souls of all living beings within all life planets into this bead.

Don't ask if Chen De was tired; for everyone's sake, it was right for Chen De to be a little tired.