novelraw Chapter 336: Yet Another Regretful One
Chapter 336: Yet Another Regretful One
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Lan Zi Yu’s eyes were bloodshot, his face pale with anger, and his lips pressed into a tight line. He was clearly trying to suppress his emotions.
Yu Zhao had no desire to engage with Lan Zi Yu. According to the Wordless Heavenly Book, this was his last life. After his death, he would not reincarnate but vanish completely, ceasing to exist. Yu Zhao was satisfied with this outcome and saw no reason to waste her precious time on him.
But Lan Zi Yu insisted on using his pitiful acting to offend her sight and ruin her mood. If she had to suffer, then Lan Zi Yu wouldn’t have it easy either.
“Lan Zi Yu, do you think that by blaming Ye Cong Xin, you can erase the grudges between us? Ridiculous! Was it Ye Cong Xin who forced you to hate me, target me, and abuse me?”
“She’s an Evil Spirit, and you’re no better.”
“No, Ye Cong Xin is slightly better than you. At least she’s aware of her wickedness. You, on the other hand, shirk responsibility and have the nerve to ask me to return?”
“Get lost!”
The last word echoed with force. Lan Zi Yu, arrogant and full of himself, had never been insulted so harshly, especially not by someone like Yu Zhao, whom he used to look down upon. The humiliation surged over him like a tidal wave, making his body tremble and the veins on his forehead bulge.
As Yu Zhao expected him to lash out in a rage, he surprised her by softening his tone and humbling himself. “Yu Zhao, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’ve realized my mistakes. Please give me another chance.”“I promise I won’t make the same mistakes again. Don’t you love the bamboo flutes I carve? I’ll make as many as you want, just for you and no one else.”
“Come back. I need you. Lone Moon Peak needs you!”
Yu Zhao scrutinized Lan Zi Yu with a mocking gaze. He wasn’t the type to admit his faults. Even if he knew he was wrong, he’d stubbornly refuse to acknowledge it unless given an easy out. Yet now, without any threat from her, he lowered himself and retreated.
Yu Zhao let out a cold chuckle. “Lan Zi Yu, just say what you’re really after.”
“I… I’m not after anything. I sincerely came to apologize,” Lan Zi Yu stammered, his eyes darting nervously.
Using her spiritual power, Yu Zhao pushed him aside and walked away.
“Don’t go! I’ll say it!”
Yu Zhao stopped, her gaze settling on his conflicted expression. Now she was intrigued. What could be so embarrassing for someone as shameless as Lan Zi Yu to struggle to say?
“I… I heard that you had a part in refining the elixirs Master Wu Sang recently completed. My cultivation is stagnant, and I’d like to ask you for one.”
After blurting this out, he quickly added, as if fearing she’d say something harsher, “I won’t take it for free. Once I reach the Nascent Soul stage, I’ll repay you.”
Silence. A long, agonizing silence. Yu Zhao remained speechless, while Lan Zi Yu grew more anxious.
Lan Zi Yu had resorted to this out of desperation. Since his duel with Quan Ye, he’d felt trapped in a bottleneck, unable to progress further. His body felt weak and unreliable. Refusing to accept mediocrity, he had tried everything to improve, but nothing worked.
Seeing the celestial phenomena marking Master Wu Sang’s successful pill refinement had stirred his hope. However, Master Wu Sang wasn’t someone approachable, nor would he give him elixirs for no reason. Learning that Yu Zhao was involved in the process, he decided to humble himself before her. After all, there was no deep hatred between them, and Yu Zhao had always seemed to be waiting for his apology.
Lan Zi Yu had planned it all. So when Yu Zhao didn’t react as expected, he was shocked and angry.
“Lan Zi Yu, I underestimated you. To shamelessly ask for something like this—how did you even manage to say it?”
“Yu Zhao!!!”
“What? You can do it but can’t handle being called out?”
Yu Zhao was amazed. Even if Lan Zi Yu didn’t understand the value of Longevity Pills, he should’ve realized that something refined by Master Wu Sang was no ordinary item. Yet he dared to demand it from her under the guise of an apology.
Yu Zhao now regretted staying to listen to his nonsense.
“You… You dare trample on my dignity!”
“Dignity? Don’t insult what you don’t have.”
“Fine! You asked for it!”
Blinded by anger, Lan Zi Yu charged forward, intending to teach Yu Zhao a lesson. Yu Zhao’s eyes lit up. She had stayed precisely to provoke him. As a former enforcement squad leader, she couldn’t break the rules and attack a fellow disciple. But if he struck first, her retaliation would be justified.
Her cultivation was leagues above his; she didn’t even need a weapon to incapacitate him.
She formed a hand seal, ready to strike.
Bang!
Lan Zi Yu was suddenly flung into the air and smashed into a nearby boulder.
“Ugh!” He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale as death, his organs wracked with pain.
Yu Zhao frowned.
“Ungrateful disciple! You dare attack your junior sister? Shameless!” A stern voice boomed.
“Master… Master…” Lan Zi Yu’s face turned ghostly white. He couldn’t understand why his master, Master Qing Yan, would defend Yu Zhao, whom he used to despise.
Yu Zhao stared at the man standing before her, finding the situation equally absurd. Master Qing Yan, standing up for her? But then she realized his behavior stemmed from guilt over his past wrongs.
It was too late. She didn’t need his remorse anymore.
“Master Qing Yan,” Yu Zhao said with a perfunctory bow, preparing to leave.
“Little Zhao,” Master Qing Yan called out, stopping her.
Yu Zhao shivered with revulsion. “What advice do you have, Master Qing Yan?”
“Little Zhao, I regret it.”
Great. Another regretful one.
“Little Zhao, I’m not just your master. I’m also your uncle!”
Yu Zhao: ???
Sect Master, save me! Master Qing Yan’s gone mad!
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