The location of the graves was personally calculated by Shen Muzhi.
Although the Medicine Master Valley primarily handled medical matters, as the protagonist, he was also capable of divination and fortune-telling.
According to Shen Muzhi, the burial site he chose was the best possible. He guaranteed that the two individuals buried there would be a perfect match in their next lives, with ample opportunity to fulfill the regrets of this one.
This was Shen Muzhi's solemn promise.
Liu Buli was unsure if it was true, as he didn't really believe in the concept of future lives. However, since Shen Muzhi had said so, and events had reached this point, he could only smile at the other man and nod, indicating that he believed Shen Muzhi's words and that Yun Xiang and Ao Lie would indeed be together in their next lives.
Because the events had happened so suddenly, there wasn't much preparation for the graves. They simply dug a pit, buried the two coffins, and then Liu Buli personally found stones and carved epitaphs on them using his spiritual energy.
"I used to hear people say that everything done after death is merely for the peace of mind of the living. I couldn't understand it then, but facing this now, I finally grasp the meaning of those words."
Liu Buli murmured as he looked at the freshly covered grave mound. "Like now, I feel like I've done quite a lot, but when I think about it, I can't guarantee whether any of it truly reaches them. Or even if they could feel it, what difference would it make? They face reincarnation, and after rebirth, they won't receive any of this. So, can this act be considered meaningful?"
Liu Buli was indeed asking a question.
Unfortunately, the person beside him was a fool.
The fool didn't know how to answer his question.
After a moment of hesitation, he turned to Shen Muzhi for help.
Although he didn't remember who this person was, his interactions over the past few days had led him to a conclusion.
This person possessed great wisdom.
Certainly, much more than himself, so when unsure how to answer, asking him would likely yield the correct response.
Indeed, upon sensing Lu Wuming's pleading gaze, Shen Muzhi thoughtfully considered Liu Buli's recent words.
Then, after a brief pause, he spoke, "What you say might indeed have merit, but for us, those from this life are all we have in our memories. The departed are gone, but those who remain must continue to live. Not only must they continue to live, but they must live even more joyfully and to their own satisfaction, carrying their share. In my opinion, this is the best way to mourn the departed."
He paused again, then looked back into Liu Buli's eyes and asked with conviction, "So, if there's anything else you wish to do, just say it. We've already done so many things we shouldn't have with you, a few more won't make a difference. Moreover, as I said, the departed are gone, but we who share their memories are still alive. The desire to do things for the departed doesn't change; it's the same for you and for us. What if we do it for ourselves? If Yun Xiang and the others knew, they wouldn't blame us for such things."
Wouldn't blame them?
Liu Buli thought carefully.
He felt that given Yun Xiang's personality, she likely wouldn't blame them.
Because that child had always been that way.
No matter how earth-shattering his actions, if Yun Xiang knew, she would only be surprised for a moment, then smile and acquiesce.
Because she would say, "Master is a good person."
And how could a good person's choices be wrong?
As for Ao Lie...
Whatever Yun Xiang chose, that dragon would unconditionally support her. Perhaps from the moment they recognized each other, Ao Lie had been completely captivated by Yun Xiang.
Liu Buli mused.
His only relief was that he had allowed Yun Xiang to travel with Ao Lie back then.
Fortunately, before their lives ended, they had experienced the world through their own eyes.
The world was beautiful.
Although there were many despicable people in the world, the beautiful scenery and the few good people were enough to bring radiance to it.
They had spent years traveling, and they must have seen many sights that satisfied them.
Liu Buli told himself this, perhaps as his final comfort.
With that thought, Liu Buli closed his eyes.
When he opened them again, the light in his eyes had become much more resolute.
He said, "Shen Muzhi, I think you're right. Even if what I do ultimately only satisfies myself, I must satisfy myself. So, starting tomorrow, I will continue to clear out the insects. There are more remnants marked by Yun Xiang, and some who drank dragon blood. I will not let a single one of them survive."
Liu Buli was clearly in a murderous frenzy now.
The people around him were capable of stopping him, but at this moment, none of them were willing to.
In fact, they all nodded in agreement to his words, expressing their willingness to join him.
Liu Buli was very pleased.
At least from the perspective of having such friends, his life was not a loss.
That evening, Liu Buli sat by the graves of Yun Xiang and Ao Lie from the end of the wedding until the next morning.
As the sun rose in the east, Liu Buli finally stood up, carrying the somewhat disobedient divine sword, and turned towards the direction of the cliff.
Over the past few days, Liu Buli had actually noticed something.
He was trying to control the divine sword's power, and the divine sword was equally trying to erode his thoughts.
He wanted the sword to be his tool.
And the sword simply wanted him to go mad.
As Liu Buli leaped onto the cliff face, he couldn't help but look at the long sword in his hand, a mocking smile on his face. He said, "Alright, for the next few days, you can have your wish. You want to drive me mad? I want to see just how far you can go."