The Wicked System: Path of the Devourer Chapter 53 Philosophy of the Wicked

The obedient little loli went upstairs. Zhang Wenbin coughed lightly. Sensing the cue, Yang Qiang chuckled and said: "Young Master, then I'll be leaving first so as not to disturb your mood. If you need anything, please let me know at any time."

Before leaving, he put on a stern face and ordered: "Serve the Young Master well, you hear me? If you dare make the Young Master angry, I'll have your head."

"Understood."

As soon as Yang Qiang left and the door latched shut, Xu Fei threw herself directly into Zhang Wenbin's arms. Offering her fragrant kiss, she allowed the man to savor her deeply, her voluptuous figure molding against him.

Only after kissing until she was nearly breathless did she lie in Zhang Wenbin's arms, panting and coquettishly complaining: "Master is the worst. Just now, when I was giving you head, did having Yang Qiang watch make you feel thrilled?"

"You seemed more thrilled than I was." Zhang Wenbin's hands naturally weren't going to behave. He immediately discovered the secret of her soaking wet panties.

"At first it was nervousness, but then a vindictive pleasure set in. Not gonna lie, it was quite stimulating."

Xu Fei giggled. Clinging closely to Zhang Wenbin, she asked softly: "By the way, Master, what you gave Guo-guo... was that an amulet?"

Such proactive passion couldn't hide her concern for her daughter. Both hands massaging her perky buttocks, Zhang Wenbin smiled and said: "Are you afraid I'll harm her?"

"Of course not. Guo-guo also belongs to the Master. Why would I have such a silly thought?"

Seeing her little thoughts exposed, Xu Fei wasn't embarrassed but instead giggled: "I was just curious. The Master claims to be of the wicked path, yet why would you dabble in these so-called amulets?"

"There are three thousand Great Daos, what's so strange about that? Whether a knife saves an individual or kills them depends entirely on the wielder. Those so-called righteous sects always use grand excuses to cover up their selfish desires. Their so-called righteousness or dispensing justice for heaven is nothing more than an excuse to kill. It doesn't mean they are good people, nor does it mean those they kill aren't."

Zhang Wenbin subconsciously clenched his fists, smiling: "As for us of the wicked heterodox paths, we simply don't want to be bound by rules and regulations. We despise those hypocritical methods; we act from our hearts. Whether we do good or evil depends entirely on ourselves."

"For instance, to kill a heinous villain, a righteous sect has to list out their crimes and execute them with a high-and-mighty posture. But for me, the moment I find someone displeasing, I can just kill them. In the eyes of those people, I become a wicked person who kills recklessly."

"The Heavenly Dao is unjust; the line between righteousness and wickedness has always been chaotic. The same goes for human nature."

Xu Fei was stunned at his words. After a long while, she burst out laughing, saying: "Master, it's so rare for you to be this serious, I'm not used to it. But saying all that... are you trying to emphasize that you're a good person?"

"A good person? Only a fool would want to be that."

Zhang Wenbin laughed heartily: "The Buddha gilds his body and declares all living beings equal, yet demands you kneel before him and beg. To be a good person and become a Buddha requires surviving eighty-one tribulations. To be an evil person, one only needs to lay down the butcher's knife to immediately attain Buddhahood. Tell me, why should one be a good guy?"

Xu Fei silently pondered his words and sighed: "What the Master says also makes sense. The world is indeed filled with injustices." Zhang Wenbin stroked her face, smiling: "Before something reaches its final conclusion, you can't tell if it's good or bad. For example, your mother and daughter running into me and losing your chastity... perhaps it doesn't seem like a good thing."

"But if one day Yang Qiang stumbles upon a fortuitous encounter and meets someone who knows the ropes, discovering this little ghost... with just a slight manipulation, causing it to backlash, you'd be the one suffering."

"That half-baked daughter of yours trying to raise a Gu bug... if there's any mishap, it'll be too late for regrets. Why do these arts emphasize lineage and masters so much? Because having a master means they can protect you when you make a mistake. Otherwise, it's a dead end."

Lost in thought, Xu Fei pondered for a while before sighing: "You're right. I can't even tell anymore if it's a blessing or a curse. Perhaps it was just destiny."

Just as they were speaking, the doorbell rang. Zhang Wenbin gave her butt a slap and said: "Go open the door. My mutton is here." Three whole roasted lambs, along with a massive pile of barbecue skewers—the dining table was almost entirely filled. The air was thick with the unique aroma of fat and spices.

Zhang Wenbin grabbed a bottle of white liquor, happily asking: "Teacher, go ask your daughter if she wants to eat. The smell is quite nice."

"No need to ask. She doesn't like mutton, and lately she's been crying about losing weight, so there's no way she'll eat a late-night snack." No one knows a daughter better than her mother. Smiling, Xu Fei shook her head and sighed: "We rarely have guests at our house. That child is relatively outgoing at school, but at home, she's quite timid. Even if I called her, she probably wouldn't come down."

"Then we'll just ignore her." Tearing directly into the mutton with his hands, Zhang Wenbin casually remarked: "By the way, the security camera in your living room is high-end; it should have audio recording. If you're interested, you can check what Yang Qiang said earlier."

Following Zhang Wenbin's reminder, Xu Fei went to check the living room's security footage.

After returning, her expression remained normal. Sitting beside Zhang Wenbin and pouring him a drink, she nonchalantly said: "Master, this is nothing strange. Guo-guo isn't his biological daughter. To save his own life, even if it meant killing us, he wouldn't blink an eye."

Pausing for a moment, she couldn't help but ask with concern: "Master, are you really going to make us... continue raising this ghost infant??" "To be accurate, you will raise it. As for its purpose, I will alter it, making it protect your daughter."

Zhang Wenbin took a sip of liquor, lit a cigarette for a half-time break, and placed the bone bowl on the table: "This little thing's abilities aren't strong, but it's very special. It has a uniquely precious attribute that even I'm puzzled by: precisely because of its unique creation method, it seems it is no longer bound by the restrictions of Yin and Yang."

In the eyes of anyone with a bit of knowledge, this little thing lacked any lethality whatsoever. Yet it somehow wasn't suppressed by his golden seal. Even Yang Le-guo didn't have any reaction upon seeing the bowl. This kind of characteristic was arguably incredibly precious.

"Your daughter and that Gu share two bodies but one life. Yet, upon seeing this bowl, she had no reaction at all. This suggests the Gu she is raising doesn't have evil applications, or rather, it doesn't possess any aggressiveness."

Zhang Wenbin said: "Her successfully raising a Gu was quite fortunate, but do you know the reasoning behind 'a commoner is innocent, but harboring a jade ring makes one guilty'?"

Xu Fei shook her head with a serious expression. However, since she had managed to procure this ghost infant, she certainly had some knowledge, and an ominous premonition faintly rose in her heart.

"She will officially become a Gu Master. The tragic part is, she has absolutely no ability to protect herself. If she were to be discovered by other Gu Masters, it wouldn't be her cute, tender body they coveted, but the Gu she's raising."

"In the eyes of a Gu Master with cultivation, your daughter is just a piece of meat waiting to be carved. Her special type of Gu is far more precious than those ordinary, evil ones."

"Do you know the fundamental principle of a Gu? It involves placing venomous creatures together to slaughter one another. The final survivor that devours the others becomes the Gu King. This is a gradual progression."

Zhang Wenbin smiled and said: "The Gu inside your daughter is the ultimate food for other Gus." That meant that once this Gu was devoured, the daughter wouldn't escape either... Xu Fei was a smart woman. Thinking of that outcome made her face change instantly. She didn't doubt that Zhang Wenbin was an alarmist.

"Just like this ghost infant in your hands. You clearly possess much more powerful methods, but you couldn't be bothered to go through all the trouble, so plundering is the most effective approach, isn't it?" Xu Fei had figured out the key point.

Nodding, Zhang Wenbin said: "Teacher is a smart person. Talking with you is simple. Even if I don't raise Gus, I'm very interested in your daughter's Gu, despite not yet knowing what it does."

Xu Fei fell silent. She believed Zhang Wenbin's words; in truth, to kill Yang Qiang, she had asked around in many places. The upbringing of a Gu was exactly as Zhang Wenbin described. She couldn't imagine what would happen if her daughter had bad luck and ran into those vicious, evil Gu Masters—how much agony she would suffer just for a single Gu.