Can't Afford to Offend My Scheming Disciple

105. Truth

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

Nevertheless, Zhuo Hua still hankered for the outside world. Sometimes, he looked out of the window, gazing dreamily into space. And this would take up much of his day.

Nan Chen stayed around Zhuo Hua, doing whatever he did. When Zhuo Hua was in a daze, Nan Chen stared blankly, reaching the moment of no thought.

When Zhuo Hua listened to the tutor in class, Nan Chen also learned the knowledge about this world and then had a general understanding of the code of survival in this world.

Later, Zhuo Hua found a novel by chance. It was called Become the Demon. Nan Chen also read it with Zhuo Hua.

Unexpectedly, Nan Chen saw his name, Zhuo Hua’s name and many familiar names.

And this immediately reminded Nan Chen of the message that Zhuo Hua had left him.

So this was the book that Zhuo Hua had mentioned?

Undeniably, Nan Chen shared the same destiny with the character named Nan Chen in this novel.

In the end, the sword Forget All was inserted into Nan Chen’s heart. Zhuo Hua’s eyes got a little watery.

Zhuo Hua was again sent to ICU, for his emotions swung violently.

Nan Chen was a bit resentful. ‘Why is my spirit kept around Zhuo Hua? If it was not for me, maybe Zhuo Hua would have a sound body and a happy life. Maybe he would not go to the Cultivation World and would not be retaliated by me.’

‘If so, I would have nothing to do with Zhuo Hua. Both of us would be what we were supposed to be.’

But Nan Chen was just a spirit here. His spiritual power was hampered. He had no choice but to see that Zhuo Hua suffered from anguish every day.

Until one day, Zhuo Hua left the world which called Earth in silence at the age of 23.

Zhuo Hua died with a relieved smile just like he had done in Hexian Village. Nan Chen’s eyes misted a little. ‘You see death as something nice?’

As Zhuo Hua passed away, darkness came over Nan Chen’s eyes.

With his eyes open again, Nan Chen found himself in the house on Bamboo Peak, but there seemed to be something wrong.

Looking down at his hands, Nan Chen found that he was still a spirit.

What was going on?

Nan Chen found this quite confusing.

Looking at the bed, he saw that Zhuo Hua was sitting on the bed and cultivating. But he seemed to have Qi Deviation, for his body was surrounded by a bundle of evil air. If this continued, …

Nan Chen hurried forward to stop Zhuo Hua from cultivation, only to find that his hands passed through Zhuo Hua’s body. Then Nan Chen remembered the fact that he was a spirit here.

Nan Chen soon realized that something was wrong. This Zhuo Hua’s eyes were sharp and were filled with his ambition.

It suddenly occurred to Nan Chen that this “Zhuo Hua” was the man who regarded him as a cauldron.

“Puff-” The man on the bed spat some blood out, then fell back in the bed and died.

To Nan Chen’s surprise, this man suddenly opened his eyes one second later.

He groaned in anguish with his head in his hands as if he had not gone through Qi Deviation before.

Looking into this man’s eyes, Nan Chen realized that the spirit of Zhuo Hua in the modern times entered this body.

Nan Chen would not have the wrong person, for the eyes were as clear as those he had seen in the past twenty-three years. There was no lust in the eyes, which made it difficult to have some insights into his heart.

Nan Chen still could not be more than ten meters away from Zhuo Hua.

Nan Chen saw that Zhuo Hua let those so-called cauldrons who were locked up in the alchemy room leave, and that Zhuo Hua was seriously wounded by Heavenly Will when trying to save his parents.

‘So my parents were killed by Heavenly Will.’

‘It was Heavenly Hill that killed my parents and hurt my master!’ Nan Chen thought, clenching his fists. ‘I was such an idiot. How could I mistake Zhuo Hua for the assailant for that long time? How ridiculous!’

‘All this turned out to be wrong from the very beginning.’