Chapter 5 — Blood Core Reincarnation

I presented the spiritual herbs to my master. He hypocritically praised me with a few words: "That day, as a teacher, I had some heavy words to say, so don't take them to heart." "The so-called deep love is the more severe the punishment. Surely you understand the teacher's suffering." Give me a slap and give me a sweet apple. That is his most familiar trick. It's just that, in my previous life, I never discovered that even that sweet apple was just an empty promise. We should have woken up soon. Before the 10 Spiritual Herbs had time to take effect, Du Diep Y started looking for a new trick to torment Dinh Vi. Losing Tien Dich as her shield, Dinh Vi immediately became her new entertainment. His newly healed face now had new wounds. This time, Du Diep Y chose to use Man Sinh Dang - the plant that leaves an indelible mark - to imprint on him. But it's funny, that ruined face became her "heart treasure". She often brought Dinh Vi in front of me and lovingly acted out. “Dinh Vi, who is the person you love the most?” “It's her, A Y.” "Which A Y? What if I don't explain clearly and others misunderstand?" “The person I love the most is the owner — Du Diep Y.” With a face full of scary scars, he leaned down and kissed the corner of her lips. I clearly saw the hatred flashing through Du Diep Y's eyes, but she still had to cooperate with him to act for me. These two people... what kind of joke do they want to pull? For seven days straight, they were entangled in front of me, and I calmly did not react. In the end, Du Diep Y had to proactively come find me. “Van Yen Y, you like Dinh Vi, right?” “You can see that he loves me very much.” She stopped for a moment, saw that I had no reaction, and continued to try to provoke her: "You definitely can't bear to let him continue to suffer beside me, after all, I have treated him like that before." “As long as you give me your heart and blood, I will give him to you.” The toxicity of the spirit grass had taken hold, causing the master to worry about his own health, and Du Diep Y's body was gradually deteriorating. It turned out that she deliberately enticed Dinh Vi to act in front of me, just because she wanted me to sacrifice my heart and blood. But I really don't understand where she got that confidence - that I, a monk, would willingly give up a drop of my own precious heart for Dinh Vi? In this life, every time I pretended to speak up to defend him, the result was only for him to receive even more severe punishment. Dinh Vi, he hates me, without knowing that - it was I who helped him experience all the pain. With just a little intelligence, everyone can see my intentions. Yet Du Diep Y still doesn't understand, and still wants to use Dinh Vi to bargain with me. "Unchanged." My reaction was not at all what she wanted to hear. “You don't change, I'll kill Dinh Vi right now.” “Then act quickly.” Dinh Vi, who was hiding in the dark, heard this and immediately rushed out angrily. He stared at me with eyes like looking at a lover: "A Y, how can you treat me like that? You have changed." “She wasn't like that before.” “Is my life not worth a few drops of your heart?” Looking at the way he spoke with such enthusiasm, I suddenly thought everything through. Sure enough, Dinh Vi was also reborn. It's just that his mind is not clear at all - and he still foolishly thinks that I once loved him. He and Du Diep Y deliberately acted to deceive me. It's truly like a daydream. "What was I like before? You and I are not familiar with each other. Whether you live or die, even your master doesn't care, so why should I, an outsider, have to worry about you?" Not giving them a chance to get involved any further, I bluntly left with my sword. 11 Losing one's enthusiasm

If we let the dying breath prolong, Du Diep Y will eventually be unable to hold on until the day he falls into the devil's path. Unable to get what she wanted from me, all her anger was vented on Dinh Vi. He was tortured to the point of being paralyzed, and she was seriously ill and collapsed. As soon as she fell, the master no longer had the strength to control himself, so he immediately called me over, wanting to take away my heart and soul. And how could I — the “good disciple” in my master's eyes — resist? Of course... I give it. It's just that, as someone who has never laid eyes on me and allowed me to "personally" draw blood from my heart, how can I truly give my heart and soul? I have already prepared the beast's blood. Not only did the beast's blood not help Du Diep Y recover, but it also made her suffer even more. Master was extremely angry and questioned me fiercely. “What did you do?” “Since I have made my sister suffer to such an extent, of course I have to send her off a part of the way.” "You bastard! You deserve to die!" Master angrily took action, but as soon as his spiritual energy was activated, he spat out a large mouthful of blood. “The spirit grass has a problem!” "Master, have you never thought that I would protest? In your eyes, I am just a lowly ant, a tool you can use as you please. But in the end, the one you despise the most is the one who sends you to the grave." As soon as my words ended, the master coughed up even more blood, his face grim. "If it weren't for me saving you that year, you would have died long ago! I gave you a life and brought you back to the sect to educate you wholeheartedly. Is this how you repay me?" I laughed contemptuously: "You have been deceiving me for so many years, have you forgotten that you are the one who brought all the suffering to me? You want me to repay you for saving my life? Ha! So let me make it clear - how did I become a beggar? Isn't it because the daughter of the woman in your heart, whose destiny is fatal, should have a short life? In order for her to live, you targeted my destiny, took the opportunity to steal me away, and throw me into the beggar crowd. Let me volunteer. By dedicating your life to her, you let me suffer countless hardships until I was about to die before pretending to help. Isn't that just for today? In my previous life, when Du Diep Y gave birth to a demonic mind and fell into a demonic path, I missed the truth. It wasn't until I tortured the two brothers who were about to die that I learned the old secret. It turns out that the so-called life-saving grace was a complete lie. It turns out that all the suffering we endure is created by this "master". I originally had loving parents, but he took them away and had to endure ten years of hardship. But in order to find me, my parents ended up in trouble and soon died. Master? He has absolutely no favors towards me. He only has hatred as deep as a sea of blood. “Chu Dien Du, today is the day you die.” “It's just — you have to die after Du Diep Y!” "Don't hurt Diep Y! It's all my fault, you know absolutely nothing!" Dinh Vi stood in front of Du Diep Y, his eyes trembling and pleading: "A Y, you can't kill her. I have a slave contract, if she dies, I will die too. You help me become a handsome person, I will immediately dissolve the contract with her, so I can still live. In the future, I will listen to you in everything, and will never betray you again." At this point, he was still daydreaming. "Ding Wei, regardless of my previous life or this life, I have never loved you. I have treated you well, only because I am a kind-hearted person and save the weak when I see the weak, not because of any so-called bitchy love. In my heart, from beginning to end, there is only one path - to ascend. I have never developed a so-called love root." I pulled out my destiny sword and stabbed straight into Du Diep Y's heart. The bloody wound on her chest was immediately transformed by the slave, and healed in an instant. But Dinh Vi didn't have time to cry out yet.

lost his life on the spot. With the second sword strike, I not only crushed Du Diep Y, but also angered the evil master Chu Dien Du to death. Afraid of changes, I deliberately used the Transforming Corpse Water to completely destroy those two corpses. The enemy has been avenged, and I can finally practice with peace of mind. No longer immersed in regret and hatred of the past, we only look forward. True hope lies in the future, not in the past. (Complete)