Can't Afford to Offend My Scheming Disciple

22. The Trial VII

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

Nan Chen was not dumb, and he knew the mystery man they had mentioned should be his Master.

“Nan Chen, I’m doing something interesting in the alchemy room, but I can’t let you know now. You will definitely know it later.”

Thinking about what his Master had said to him, Nan Chen finally realized that he himself was nothing but a cauldron raised by Zhuo Hua.

And what the teenagers had said reminded him of his eighteenth birthday-It was tomorrow, wasn’t it?

‘Will my Master do such a thing to me?’

The thought of his Master doing what he did with those young lads and maidens made Nan Chen sick.

‘No, I have to find a way out.’

Cheep-

The door was opened and a figure against the light stood at the door. Nan Chen unconsciously cried out, “Master.”

“What! He is your Master?”

Some teenagers exclaimed for they obviously didn’t expect that they should have a relationship like thiS.

“Come with me.” Zhuo Hua looked at Nan Chen.

The latter stood up and followed Zhuo Hua out of the alchemy room.

Zhuo Hua led Nan Chen to his own room. He sat on a stool, poured himself a cup of tea, and stared at Nan Chen while sipping the tea.

After tomorrow, as long as he made it tomorrow, Zhuo Hua could become an immortal. With an endless lifespan, he would build a battlefield to slaughter everything and he would be the only one who decided whether they would be alive or die.

‘How awesome it would be!’

Zhuo Hua’s stare gave Nan Chen the creeps. Nan Chen felt himself being like a prey targeted by a starving wolf. The spiritual coercion from Zhuo Huo of Tribulation Passage made Nan Chen’s whole body stiffen.

“M… Master.” Nan Chen had too many questions for Zhuo Hua.

‘Why do you raise cauldrons? Why did you accept me as your disciple? Am I also one of your cauldrons?’

“Why not take the shortcut when it is there? I can’t wait any longer and I want to become powerful. I don’t want to live with the shackles of the Heavenly Will anymore!”

“As for the reason that I accept you as my disciple… Haven’t you heard what they said? The more cultivation a cauldron has, the more strength I will get. It is impossible to teach you how to cultivate if I don’t have any reason and keep you unconscious in the same time. Therefore, the best approach is to have you become my disciple.”

Although Nan Chen didn’t speak out his questions, Zhuo Hua had already seen through him and answered all of them one by one. He would become an immortal the day after tomorrow anyway. He definitely would for he had such a hunch.

It was only a tiny step away from the success. As long as he got it through, he would become an immortal.

The light in Nan Chen’s eyes dimmed. If he had held a glimmer of hope the last moment, he was totally disappointed now.

The immortal-like Master, the most powerful man in the Cultivation World, the Master far removed from the masses and reality… was actually such a despicable man.

“Then… Why should be me? You did it surely out of a certain reason, didn’t you?” Nan Chen had to make it clear, no matter what would happen to him.

“Reason? The reason is that you have the purest Yang constitution, which is hardest to find all over this world.”

“The purest Yang constitution?” Nan Chen had never heard of this.

“Having sexual intercourse with someone who has purest constitution brings double effect of normal cultivation.” This was why he must have chosen Nan Chen.

Then they both fell into silence.

…

Knock knock knock…

“Martial Uncle, Master Qing Yangzi wants to see you for something urgent.” Qing Yun knocked the door and said.

Zhuo Hua clenched the cup in his hand, “What is it?”

“I have no idea. It sounds imperative and Master asks you to see him now.” Qing Yun answered outside the door.

Zhuo Hua stood up and scolded in his mind. It was the first time that Qing Yangzi called him so urgently, so something serious must have happened. At such a critical moment, Zhuo Hua didn’t want to make any mistakes.

“Wait for me here. Don’t even think of running away. You won’t be able to.” Zhuo Hua said with a warning expression.

Zhuo Hua opened the door and left the Bamboo Peak with Qing Yun before forming a ward to prevent Nan Chen from escaping.