From a scholar to a villain, I was a good person at the beginning

#115 - Chapter 115 Night

Jiang Zheng raised his hand, reaching for the orange beside the bed, but just as he was about to touch it,

His hand brushed past the orange.

"Senior Brother! I've come to see you!"

Suddenly, a hearty laugh came from a distance, Jiang Zheng's hand paused in mid-air, a glimmer flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly hidden.

At that moment, Wu Yazi's figure appeared outside the door.

"Elder Jiang? Why are you here too?"

Wu Yazi didn't expect Jiang Zheng to be here, and was somewhat surprised.

"Oh, it's Junior Brother," Lan Tianyu struggled to sit up, very happy.

"Senior Brother, don't get up, just lie down properly."

Wu Yazi quickly stepped forward, stopping Lan Tianyu from sitting up, his face worried.

"Since the Sect Leader is here, then I won't disturb you, farewell."

Jiang Zheng slightly cupped his hands.

"Alright, Elder Jiang, take care."

"Mm."

Jiang Zheng nodded, stepped out of the room, and his figure disappeared.

Lan Tianyu stared at the doorway for a long time, then turned to look at Wu Yazi, his expression slightly serious.

"Junior Brother, what do you think of this Jiang Zheng?"

"He...", Wu Yazi pondered for a moment, his tone filled with emotion, "His talent is so high, it's unheard of, I..."

"I'm talking about his character," Lan Tianyu interrupted him.

"Character?"

Wu Yazi pondered again, his tone somewhat hesitant.

"I've heard of his deeds, judging from the things he's done, this person is decisive and ruthless, but..."

"But excessively cruel," Lan Tianyu said for him.

"But after chatting with him, I feel that this person seems easy to get along with, but if someone offends him, he'll use thunderous means, it's like he's two different people, but you and I both know that in the world of cultivators, these things are actually nothing strange, and besides, Senior Brother, you also know that I like scholars."

Wu Yazi laughed.

"That's right, this child is vindictive and doesn't tolerate others' offenses, these can be understood, after all, you and I both know, the world of cultivators is like this, cruel, bloody.

This Jiang Zheng, although seemingly amiable, is actually sharp and restrained, in short... he gives me a very bad feeling, you must be more careful of this person in the future."

Lan Tianyu warned.

"Mm, I understand."

Wu Yazi nodded, but in his heart, he didn't take it seriously, in his opinion, his Senior Brother was overthinking things.

He actually felt that Jiang Zheng was a good person, highly talented, ruthless in his actions, but principled. And with a sense of justice, which can be seen from the various things he had done before.

"Well, just be careful yourself, this child is definitely not something that will stay in the pond, sooner or later he will leave here and go to a wider world, Anzhou is just a barren and small place..."

Wu Yazi very much agreed with his view, and the two of them chatted like this.

But they didn't realize that in the courtyard's sky, a purple-robed youth was sitting on the roof, listening with great interest, occasionally revealing a smile.

He was surrounded by blood纹, the blood紋 transformed into a thin barrier, enveloping his entire body.

A bird landed beside the youth, without noticing that there was someone sitting next to it, as if it couldn't see him.

"The outside world..."

Jiang Zheng slowly lay down, his expression full of longing, he basked in the sunlight, squinting his eyes slightly, very content.

"Kong Qing."

"Mm?"

"What is the outside world like?"

"Go see for yourself and you'll know," Kong Qing said perfunctorily.

"How big is the outside?"

"No one knows, this world has too many secrets, even this immortal back then, there were some places I couldn't go," Kong Qing seemed to recall.

"In countless years, too much terror has been buried, true immortals are hard to come by... this is not the most prosperous era, the stronger people are, the more they feel their own insignificance, maybe one day, what you think is the whole world, will be destroyed by some terror with a flick of a finger."

"Are immortals the strongest?" Jiang Zheng was like an innocent child, with endless questions, but not attached to the answers.

"You'll have to become an immortal to know."

"Oh? Didn't you become an immortal back then?"

"Alas..." Kong Qing sighed, and then there was a silence, and finally said: "Half-step immortal."

"Does that count as an immortal?"

"You brat! Why doesn't it count?!"

"How strong is a half-step immortal?"

"Invincible in this world," Kong Qing proudly spat out four words.

"Then how did you become like this now?" Jiang Zheng grinned.

Kong Qing was silent, then slowly said two words.

"Human hearts."

Jiang Zheng didn't understand, but didn't delve into it, instead asking the last question.

"Now, can you tell me what you promised to help you with?"

"Alright, you're about to leave this small place anyway, telling you is no harm, what this immortal wants you to do is... enter the Zhenmo Mountain."

"Zhenmo Mountain?"

Jiang Zheng felt that this name was somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it, seen it somewhere. But he couldn't remember it, this feeling was very strange.

So he curiously said: "Suppressing demons?"

"No, suppressing immortals."

...

As dusk approached, Jiang Zheng watched Wu Yazi's figure disappear into the distance. He slowly stood up.

"Kong Qing, do you think... he can still live?"

"If he was going to live, he would have lived long ago."

"That's right, he's going to die sooner or later,"

Kong Qing: "I'll give you a word of advice."

"What?"

"Those who want to achieve great things, can even kill their closest relatives!"

"That's not right," Jiang Zheng shook his head, jumped off the roof, and said:

"Those who want to achieve great things, can kill everyone except their closest relatives!"

...

Inside the dim room, Lan Tianyu had just lain down when he suddenly turned his head to look at the front of the bed.

A figure slowly walked out of the shadows.

"Elder Jiang!! Why are you here again?!"

Lan Tianyu's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, because he felt a cold aura from Jiang Zheng, it seemed to be... killing intent.

Jiang Zheng walked to the bed, slowly bent down, pressed Lan Tianyu, who wanted to get up, back down again, and then revealed a smile.

"Because Jiang... never left."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Tianyu was shocked!

"What are you going to do?"

"If I'm not mistaken, your injury seems to be unhealable, right? The golden core is shattered... what's the difference between you and a cripple now, you're hiding it quite deep, no wonder you want to abdicate."

Jiang Zheng placed his hand on his chest, carefully sensed it for a moment, and revealed a knowing expression.

"What exactly are you going to do?!"

Lan Tianyu couldn't bear the pressure and roared.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the former Sect Leader, how is he in such a hysterical state now, it's really shocking,"

Jiang Zheng repeatedly clicked his tongue, his tone teasing, "You promised me, you can't let me go back empty-handed."

At this moment, the entire room had been enveloped by a barrier, and the current Jiang Zheng and the one who had just visited Lan Tianyu were as if they weren't the same person, as if he had put on another face, a strange face.

"Do you remember what you said on the day I was promoted to elder?" Jiang Zheng asked with interest.

Lan Tianyu seemed to remember something, his face gradually turning pale.

Jiang Zheng uttered a sentence word by word.

"You said, the law of the jungle, this is... the way of heaven!"

"What exactly do you want to do?! I haven't offended you, have I?"

"This world is like this, we have no choice," Jiang Zheng slowly placed his hand on his chest, and said softly:

"A dying person, don't be afraid. You... die in the right place."

The night, grew darker and darker.

The darkness, became even more terrifying.

The youth reached out his hand, touching the darkness; the darkness opened its huge mouth, swallowing the youth's heart.

Kong Qing's laughter echoed in the darkness, the more it echoed, the emptier it became, and finally it was empty.

When the sun of dawn rose again, the morning light once again shone on the earth.

Therefore, everything was full of hope.

The Lingxi Sect, set out.

The sky was filled with sword rain, crossing over the continuous mountain peaks.

In the face of great disaster, there were no cowards in Anzhou.

Fighting for all living beings, fighting for themselves.

No one was afraid, because what they stepped on was, home.