Can't Afford to Offend My Scheming Disciple

4. Rebirth I

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

As that voice disappeared, a pillar-like lightning that was more than ten times thicker than those before came out in the sky. It formed but had not yet struck. Zhuo Hua looked at the lightning and estimated the possibility of blocking this lightning.

‘It seems that, this time, I would be seriously injured even if I didn’t die.’

Zhuo Hua lifted his spiritual power, hoping to take the lightning with his body.

‘I’ll block it, no matter what will happen to me!’

Cheep!

However, something unexpected happened: the tremendous lightning penetrated directly through Zhuo Hua’s body!

Zhuo Hua froze and didn’t feel hurt. His body was unscathed.

He quickly turned around, only to see that the couple was penetrated and a big hole was left on both of them, which was caused by the horrible lightning.

“Thank you …” The woman said before she breathed her last breath. Then she closed her eyes forever.

The Heavenly Will echoed in Zhuo Hua’s mind once again.

‘I said, in my world, whoever I choose must die. You, the intruder, the game starts here.’

Zhuo Hua felt stunned and then surprised, ‘He knew that I am not the original owner of this body!’

“Wait, the game? What game? ”

But the voice had disappeared, and Zhuo Hua could not get what he wanted to know.

The remaining influence of the lightning gradually dispersed, and the voice did not show up again.

Zhuo Hua clutched his chest. His blood spilled from his mouth drop by drop. He looked at the dead couple lying on the ground, then turned into a white flash and flew in the direction of the Sect.

——

Nan Chen grasped the sword that pierced his chest. Because he held it too hard, the blade cut his hand. The blood on his hand and chest gathered together and dripped to the ground. He stared at the man holding the sword and said sternly, “If I could live again, I would make you suffer more than death!”

The man sneered, “Humph! I’m waiting, but unfortunately, you can’t have one more chance to live.”

The man seemed to think of something again, and said in a wicked tone, “Oh, by the way, I will tell you a secret before you die. I killed your parents.”

“You! How dare you! ” Nan Chen went ballistic.

“How dare I? If they didn’t die, you would not come to Muyang Temple to seek immortality, would you? You have a pure Yang constitution, which is too rare to get in a hundred years. You could be a great cauldron, but instead of accepting your fate, you dare defy me. Then you should die! ”

While saying so, the man held the sword tight and pulled it out of Nan Chen’s chest.

Nan Chen lost his support and collapsed to the ground. His eyes were red, full of unwillingness and hatred.

‘If I could live again… if I could get another life…’

Before he died, this was the only thought in Nan Chen’s mind.

——

Nan Chen sat up abruptly, only to find that the scene around him was no longer the purgatory with rivers of blood and mountains of corpses after the war with the decent Sects.

Birds chirped and flowers exuded their fragrance. The idyllic scene make Nan Chen feel strange.

‘There shouldn’t be such a calm moment in his life… Wasn’t he stabbed in the chest by Zhuo Hua just now…’

Thinking of this, Nan Chen quickly touched his chest and found that there was no wound and it didn’t hurt …

‘Something wrong!’

‘How can his hands become so small and tender! Thses are hands of a child!’

Nan Chen touched his body all over and found himself a child. ‘This is myself in childhood…What is going on here?’

Nan Chen looked around. He seemed to have been to this place in his memory.

Feeling a sharp pain in his forehead, Nan Chen touched his forehead and found that there was blood in his palm.

Nan Chen suddenly remembered that this was him at the age of six.

That day he had gone to aunt Wang’s, but he accidentally fell on his way home. His forehead bumped into a stone, and he fainted for a while. When he got home, he found that his parents were…

‘Oh! Mom and dad!’

Nan Chen stood up with a jerk. Regardless of his injuries, he hurriedly running towards home.

When Nan Chen ran home, he happened to see Zhuo Hua leaving. He pushed open the door in the yard, only to find a mess in there. Two people were lying in blood, and their bodies were left a big hole, which looked appalling and merciless…

The scene before him overlapped that in his previous life. He stumbled over and knelt beside his parents, trembling.

“Dad… mom …”

He had a lump in his throat and couldn’t control himself from crying.

Nan Chen reached out his hands, spreading out his little palms, and then clenched again.

‘I’ve got one more life… right…’

He wouldn’t forget what he had said at one time, so …

‘Zhuo Hua, in this life, I will never forgive you!’

——

Puff …

Zhuo Hua just returned to his Bamboo Peak. At the entrance, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

“Senior Brother, what happened to you?” Qing Yangzi saw Zhuo Hua spitting blood as soon as he got to the Bamboo Peak.

Zhuo Hua waved his hand and looked unworried, “Nothing, I was hurt a little.” He didn’t want Qing Yangzi to get too worried.

“Who could hurt you?” Qing Yangzi couldn’t believe anyone in the world could hurt his Senior Brother.

“I want to practice in-door training for a month, and I will get it done before the ceremony.” Zhuo Hua didn’t answer Qing Yangzi’s last question. He also guessed the reason why Qing Yangzi came to the Bamboo Peak.

“Yes, Senior Brother.” Qing Yangzi knew Zhuo Hua didn’t want to explain more, so he stopped asking and silently helped Zhuo Hua back to the room. Then he went back to the Chaos Peak.

After having buried his parents, Nan Chen was ready to go to the Muyang Temple to honor his master.

‘In this life, I will become a disciple of Zhuo Hua again, and I will definitely make Zhuo Hua’s life worse than death.

And on his way to the Sect, some people were talking again.

Passerby A, “Hey, do you know the Muyang Temple? I heard that recently a master honoring ceremony will be held there. ”

Passerby B, “You bet. It is the top Sect of immortality cultivation world, and there is Master Zhuo Hua, the first person who is likely to ascend to immortality in thousands of years.”

Passerby A, “Hey, to be honest, what on earth are the benefits of being immortal?”

Passerby B, “You can live forever and never get old. Besides, you can master the life and death of the world. Isn’t it good enough?”

Passerby A, “Can they make the dead come back to life?”

Passerby B, “I guess so. Anyway, I have never become an immortal, so who knows?”

…

Nan Chen listened to these conversations on the road, but he couldn’t help sneering at them inwardly.

‘Master Zhuo Hua, this is also your scheme, isn’t it?’ It was only after hearing these remarks that propelled him to go to honor a master in the Muyang Temple.

At this moment, in his opinion, these were all just deliberately designed by that man.