After Failing to Influence the Protagonist Chapter 38
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Chapter 38.1 Mountain road
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The Sect Master called him, Pei Yuzhi, right? It was quite unbelievable that there would be another person named Pei Yuzhi in this world, and meeting him here.
Pei Jing closed his spiritual senses and blindly groped ahead in the darkness. He felt confused, as if the voice had a hint of familiarity. But he was terrible with directions, his instincts no better than a dog’s. In this situation, he could only wander aimlessly like a lost soul.
Separated by a wall.
The empty secret room had paintings and calligraphy hanging on all four walls. Each artwork was vibrant with shades of blue and red.
The place where Nascent Soul cultivators secluded themselves always had something unique about it. Like this place, with an opening above that was once used to attract thunder during the tribulation. Now, it let the moonlight flow in, casting a mysterious glow on the scattered white bones.
Across the white bones lay a coffin, inside of which floated the head of an old man. His hair was gray, his cheeks sunken, and his eyes glowed with resentment. Standing in front of the coffin was a young man with black hair and dressed in white.
The old man smiled, revealing bloody fangs. “You foolish little beast. Back then, you only managed to gain the upper hand because I was corrupted by demons. But now that you’ve come, don’t think you can escape.”
Chu Junyu said, “It’s really strange. Are you absolutely sure that I am Pei Yuzhi?”
The old man’s voice was filled with resentment and sounded menacing. “Even if you turned to ashes, I would still recognize you!”
Chu Junyu chuckled. “You’re smarter than some others.”
The old man thought he was being mocked, and in an instant, his anger turned into green smoke rising from the top of his head. The intimidating presence of the Nascent Soul Elder surrounded him from all sides, like a flowing river. It felt suffocating, destructive, and filled with resentment, as if an invisible hand was gripping his neck.
Chu Junyu remained unfazed, disregarding the pressure as if it meant nothing. His white robes brushed the ground as he continued walking forward.
The old man suddenly withdrew his imposing aura, his eyes widening in disbelief. “You…”
The youth, stepping on the dry bones, had light-colored eyes as cold as snow. He spoke softly, “Because of you, the entire Yunzhong fell into darkness. As the Sect Master, you deserve to die.”
Chu Junyu stood in front of the coffin, his eyes reflecting the Sect Master’s astonished and incredulous expression.
The head of the Sect Master instantly shattered, revealing a Nascent Soul shrouded in a dark aura, with a twisted appearance, attempting to escape.
Chu Junyu reached out, his slender fingers gripping it firmly in his hand.
The small Nascent Soul displayed a profoundly pained expression.
The youth lowered his head, his eyes slightly bloodshot, and a smile that carried a wicked and mysterious quality. “I’m quite curious, though. How did Shu Yan transform you into this state? And where does that world beneath the mountain forest truly lead to?”
