Chapter 82: Tell Me the Story
Translator: Kingbao Editor: DarkGem
“Heh, what senior!” Junior Geng mocked. “She doesn’t have an ounce of spiritual energy within her, she must be a demoness. So that was how you left the demonic realm, by seducing one of them.”
“You…”
“Hey hey hey!” Yao Si could no longer keep it in. “You’re too much, now…”
Junior Geng had no intention of listening to her. He pulled out a talisman and tossed it over at them. “Capture the traitor and the demoness.”
F*ck! Listen to me!
“Be careful of your surroundings Senior Si,” Zan Zichen reminded. “He’s from the individual series – spiritual root, so beware of the gra.s.s below you.”
The minute he finished saying that, the ground beneath them started to shake and finger-sized vines sprouted from below. They grew with the wind, swaying towards them.
Behind the perpetrator, the other members started to gesture weirdly, and the next moment, icicles appeared suspended in mid-air, with rows of transparent swords hanging to the right – all directed towards them.
But that wasn’t the main point. Once the man pointed at Yao Si, she felt the familiar energy surging within her. The spiritual root Zan Zichen had mentioned was actually an ability! That was… great!
“Hey…” Yao Si raised her hand, then took a deep breath and shouted out, “Listen to me!”
A gigantic fire dragon bolted into the skies, a stream of red flames forming behind it. Regardless of whether it was icicles, swords, or the vines, everything turned to ashes. Yao Si only summoned the dragon back after ensuring that everyone’s faces were a soot filled mess. She then added to her previous line, “Or… I’ll beat you up.”
Zan Zichen, Junior Geng, and everyone else stared at her silenlty.
You already did it!
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Yao Si walked forward, grabbing onto Junior Geng whose face was covered with soot, his hair exploding in all directions. “Can we talk now?”
“Se-Senior!” He coughed while giving a shaky nod. “Geng Zhi was wrong, Geng Zhi hopes to seek your forgiveness.”
Geng Zhi? This name… How is he upright?
She turned to glance at Zan Zichen and beckoned him closer, then pulled them to a seat. “Come come, take a seat! Tell me you story.”
Thus, he proceeded to tell her all the details. The situation was simple but outrageous. Zan Zichen was originally a second-ranked disciple in s.h.i.+ Fang sect. He was widely known to be hopeless as the fifth spiritual root, but due to his hard work, he managed to forcefully improve his ability, becoming the strongest among the disciples of the same rank.
After that, it was heard that the sect’s treasure, the combat transformation pill, disappeared. There were only three people present there at the time – the sect leader, a senior disciple, and him. Both the sect leader and senior disciple testified against Zan Zichen, claiming his skills grew because of the pill. Because of that, he was exiled to the demonic realm which is equivalent to a death sentence in these parts.
“Naturally, he should be punished for his hideous crime.”
“I didn’t steal it!”
“The evidence is clear, how dare you deny, you…”
“Enough enough!” Yao Si interrupted. “Don’t you have evidence, lets clarify once more then.” The crucial witnesses were the sect leader and the elder senior, after all.
But to call Zan Zichen the thief seemed unbelievable. He was clearly brutally honest. Even though he knew of the dangers he would face, he still insisted on bringing her over. How could such an innocent child have committed a crime?