Chapter 130: The Bad Female Master and the Reborn Blackened Loyal Dog 13
Grievance, anger, unwillingness...all these complex emotions were condensed into Xuan Canglan's question at this moment.
"Master, I don't accept it."
"I should have died in the Poison Pool, but you saved me and brought me to your side. From that day on, I served you with my entire life. Since you gave me this opportunity, why did you abandon me so cruelly?"
Xuan Canglan's eyes were dim and sad. What he questioned might not be limited to what happened in this life.
He wanted to get clarity and justice for his past life.
"I practice the Dharma day and night, and no one of my peers has made faster progress than me. As long as you say the word, I am willing to do anything for you. I will become the sharpest knife in your hand and the most loyal dog. I have only one request... that I stay by your side forever."
Xuan Canglan raised his head suddenly, bloodshot eyes, and locked onto Cha Jiu with a stubborn look: "Master, I am more suitable to be your disciple than anyone else in the world, and I am more qualified to stay by your side, but why can't even such a wish be fulfilled?"
Cha Jiu closed the book and looked at him with cold and penetrating eyes: "Xuan Canglan, please look carefully at who I am."
Xuan Canglan, who was deeply saddened, felt a little lost.
Cha Jiu: "I am not the person you imagine. I have never done anything to you that you are afraid of or uneasy about."
Xuan Canglan pulled himself out of his confusion, stared at Cha Jiu blankly, and laughed at himself: "There is no difference, you don't want me anymore."
Cha Jiu laughed angrily: "Is it because I don't want you? I clearly told you that if you want something, just tell me openly and don't play tricks. But how did you do it?"
"You asked me to write your name on the wooden sign, thinking that by making such a trivial request you could just brush off my advice to you, and continue to pretend that you have no desires. You clearly wanted to know the process of my practicing the eighth level of the Qingxu Sutra, but you didn't tell me directly, and chose the most complicated and stupid way, which seriously hurt yourself."
Xuan Canglan was silent.
Cha Jiu: "Xuan Canglan, you think too lowly of yourself, so you think that I won't take you seriously and won't help you achieve your requirements, so you can only achieve your goals through your own means, right?"
Xuan Canglan acquiesced.
Cha Jiu continued, "That's why I said you are not suitable to be my apprentice, because there is no trust between us. I will not keep someone who does not trust me and has schemes against me around me."
The soothing incense in the room had long since burned out.
The water stains on the ground gradually dried up.
After a long while, Xuan Canglan's dark and hoarse voice finally sounded again.
"Master, I had a very scary dream." He said slowly, "I dreamed that in my previous life, you personally pushed me into the Hundred Poisons Pond and refined me into Xuan Baiyu's 'puppet body'."
Cha Jiu looked at him calmly: "The person in the dream is not me, and I will never become her."
Xuan Canglan: "What if dreams are real?"
Cha Jiu smiled.
She pointed at the wooden plaque on Xuan Canglan's waist, on which was the name she had asked him to write.
"In your dream, will I take you to write your name on the wooden sign?" Cha Jiu asked.
Xuan Canglan hesitated for a moment, then replied, "No."
"In my dream, would I let you sleep in my room during a thunderstorm?"
"no."
"Did she write you a detailed explanation of the inner strength skills, spend three days and two nights healing you, and teach you the whole process?"
"no."
"So what is real?" Cha Jiu looked at him deeply and said, "If you are willing to believe in dreams, then dreams are real."
"If you are willing to believe me, then you and I at this moment are real."
Cha Jiu lifted the quilt from her legs to the other side, got out of bed, and slowly walked in front of Xuan Canglan.
She reached out and gently stroked Xuan Canglan's cheek.
Her palms were no longer warm due to lack of energy and blood.
But this kind of cool temperature made Xuan Canglan so nostalgic.
Cha Jiu stared at him and said, "Xuan Canglan, actually some of what you said just now was wrong. It was not me who gave you the opportunity to come to my side. It has always been you who worked hard to come to my side step by step. It was you who chose me."
Xuan Canglan pursed his lips, trying hard to suppress the heat in his eyes.
He remembered.
That day in the Poison Pond, she dropped the silver silk thread and asked him whether he would choose to stay at the bottom of the pool or to walk through the mountains of swords and seas of blood and come to her side.
This life is different from the previous one after all.
The person in front of me is no longer the same person as before.
Cha Jiu looked at Xuan Canglan who was trying hard to hold back his tears, his eyes red but he didn't want to cry, and his heart couldn't help but soften.
Her fingertips gently stroked the red corners of Xuan Canglan's eyes, and she softened her tone: "Canglan."
Xuan Canglan replied sullenly: "Yeah."
"I'll give you a chance to choose again," she said.
"You can choose to stay where you are and believe in your dreams."
"Or choose to believe me and really come to me."
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The news that Xuan Canglan was driven away by Cha Jiu quickly spread throughout the Wuji Palace.
Everyone was laughing at Xuan Canglan for climbing up the social ladder, but was kicked out again, losing face.
Cha Jiu thought this was not a bad thing.
On the one hand, she also had to pretend to punish Xuan Canglan and give an explanation to the Lord of Wuji Palace.
Second, she knew Xuan Canglan needed time to think things through.
Everyone thought that Xuan Canglan would never recover.
But he acted as if nothing had happened.
Training, resting, and going on missions... a boring life that repeats itself.
In the beginning, many people ridiculed him to his face and used tricks to discipline him behind his back.
For example, there were small pieces of barbed wire hidden in his food.
Or they deliberately mix some fishy excrement into the tea.
Xuan Canglan came back from training and glanced at the problematic tea.
The others looked at him with excitement and gloating eyes, waiting for him to eat the problematic things.
But Xuan Canglan did not eat it, nor did he get angry. He calmly grabbed a person from the onlookers, dislocated the man's jaw, and forced the offending tea to be poured down his throat.
"Woo--" The man was forced to drink the fishy tea and waved his arms wildly, trying to explain that he was not the one who did it.
But Xuan Canglan didn't care.
His eyes began to wander among the remaining onlookers, as if looking for the next person to suffer.
This unreasonable method was very effective. Everyone felt threatened and they all exposed the person who came up with this bad idea and the person who did it themselves.
Xuan Canglan showed no mercy and cut off the hands and feet of these people and threw them into the abyss.
There was an unremovable coldness and hostility between his brows, which made people feel terrified.
The remaining onlookers trembled in fear and vowed never to provoke Xuan Canglan again.
"He is so cruel, just like the Left Protector..."
"Yes, I heard that the Left Protector is also unreasonable. If he can't find the culprit, he will execute them all..."
Xuan Canglan heard this as he passed by and paused.
The person who spoke suddenly fell silent and left, scattering like birds, leaving only Xuan Canglan alone.
"She and I are... exactly the same." Xuan Canglan stood alone in the afterglow of the setting sun, savoring these words over and over again.
Everyone is saying that he is cruel.
But he was very happy.
He was delighted by the similarity.
After realizing this, he began to accept tasks frantically as if he wanted to prove something.
He completed almost half of the tasks of the Blue-Robed Maid level by himself.
He even accepted missions at the Xuanyishi level, bypassing his superiors, and almost every time he put himself in danger of death.
But now there is no one to bring him medicine or patiently use his energy to heal his injuries.
The wooden sign with Xuan Canglan's name was hung higher and higher on the task board.
Getting closer and closer to Xuan Yue who is ranked first.
Another leapfrog mission.
Xuan Canglan fought against more than a dozen martial arts heroes. His chest was slashed so hard that the bone was visible, and a large area of his back was corroded by venom. It was a horrible sight.
He completed the mission, took more than a dozen heads and returned to Wuji Palace. His body was soaked in blood, and with every step he took, his shoes and clothes were dripping with blood.
Along the way, everyone looked at him with extremely shocked eyes.
Not only because of the magnificent bag of human heads in his hand.
Moreover, they had never seen anyone who could be injured so badly and still walk calmly.
What a terrifying perseverance!
After completing his mission, Xuan Canglan returned to his residence and poured some cold water over himself at the well.
The original consciousness took a breath and said, "It hurts."
Does it hurt?
Xuan Canglan remained calm as he poured water one bucket after another, and even used a knife to remove the poisonous rotten flesh on his back.
He felt no pain.
Ever since leaving Wuwang Tower, his heart seemed to have died and he could not feel any pain.
The original consciousness could not help but ask: "Why did you accept the mission so desperately?"
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