Chapter 2: Master, you mustn't escape—I hate you.
Through two lifetimes, Gong Ye understood perfectly that his master deeply loved this century-old pear tree whose blossoms never faded.
I often drink alone and meditate under this pear tree, and practice swordsmanship.
Before he was reborn, before he was killed by Gu Shanshan, and before he was Gu Shanshan's obedient disciple, he also liked this tree.
Because every time he looked at this tree, he could see his spotless white-robed master.
The clusters of pear blossoms on the branches of the tree were pure white and clean, just like his master, who was without desires and always aloof.
However, everything came to a halt before all the nightmares even began.
In his past life, it was under this hundred-year-old pear tree that his beloved master used the immortal sword Mo Gui to personally nail him to this tree, ending his life.
Now, all he has left for this century-old pear tree is endless hatred and anger.
What goes around comes around. Today, it's finally his turn to nail that arrogant and haughty master to the spot.
However, you can nail it in a different way.
"You unfilial disciple, let go!"
Gu Shanshan was furious and scolded him. Her beautiful face turned pale and then flushed as she was insulted by her disciple.
That look of disgust and resentment made it seem as if he wanted to slap the person pressing down on his back off.
The Immortal Sword Mo Gui fell to the ground and was trampled into the mud by Gong Ye's black boots, the white scabbard stained with mud.
Like its owner, it was stained with foul-smelling filth.
"Master, don't be angry."
With a wicked tone, Gong Ye tore off the last piece of clothing covering Gu Shanshan's body and threw it on the ground.
He took out a small, porcelain-white bottle, opened it, and placed it under Gu Shanshan's nose.
He grabbed Gu Shanshan's chin and forced her to smell the white, smoky gas coming out of the porcelain bottle several times.
After Gu Shanshan inhaled all the smoky white gas, Gong Ye raised his hand.
The porcelain bottle struck the stone, and after colliding with it, it fell to the ground with a loud crash and shattered into pieces.
"Gong Ye, what did you give me to inhale?!" Gu Shanshan demanded angrily.
It's obvious to anyone with a brain that, given Gong Ye's extreme hatred for him, the things he'd be given to him would definitely not be of good quality.
"Oh......"
Gong Ye let out a cold laugh, his eyes fixed on Gu Shanshan with a fierce and piercing gaze.
It doesn't look like the gaze of a normal person at all; it's more bloodthirsty than a wolf and more insidious than a venomous snake.
His tone was drawn out and sinister, "Good Master, do you feel very hot?"
Gu Shanshan gritted her teeth and glared fiercely at Gong Ye, desperately suppressing the desire that welled up from the bottom of her heart.
He felt disgusted and angry at being treated so intimately by his own disciple.
But there was nothing they could do.
He couldn't understand where things had gone wrong. He remembered treating this disciple very well, so why had he suddenly turned into this terrifying figure?
"Gong Ye, you won't get away with this!" Gu Shanshan retorted defiantly.
I didn't care that my lips were bitten until they bled and that my throat tasted metallic.
Gong Ye gently wiped the blood from Gu Shanshan's lips, as if sipping fine nectar, and swallowed it into his own mouth.
With Gu Shanshan's blood stained on his lips, he said in a low, hoarse voice, "Master, just say what you want. For the sake of our master-disciple relationship, I will not refuse you."
"Get out of my way!"
Gu Shanshan was furious.
Gong Ye thought that having lived two lives, he would be more patient than anyone else.
However, he never got to see Gu Shanshan's drug fully take effect, nor did he get to see Gu Shanshan cry like a dog and say that she was wrong.
He waited in vain.
Seeing Gu Shanshan's stubborn expression as she bit her lip, refusing to yield to him, seeing the hatred in her cold and arrogant eyes, and seeing her skin that was whiter and more delicate than the finest silk...
He panicked.
He became so ruthless that he lost all reason.
His eyes, fixed on Gu Shanshan, burned with a fierce, fervent fire.
"Gong Ye, you are despicable and shameless, I hate you!"
Gu Shanshan let out a mournful cry.
Like a crane whose neck has been bitten off by a venomous snake, it was forced to lower its proud head.
Gong Ye had been wanting to suppress his master for almost two lifetimes.
I'm going crazy thinking about it.
Now, I've finally gotten what I wanted and I'm going completely insane.
After everything subsided, the rising sun in the east had become a blood-stained sunset in the west.
Beneath the fallen pear blossoms, lay a dying body.
Her once fair and jade-like skin was now covered with mottled bluish-purple marks.
Compared to Gu Shanshan's disheveled appearance, Gong Ye looked all the more impeccably dressed.
The anger that had been building up for two lifetimes was finally released, and Gong Ye's resentful heart found a slight solace.
But that was only a tiny bit; Gong Ye's gaze on Gu Shanshan was still so fierce that it inspired fear.
He picked up the black cloak from the ground and threw it at Gu Shanshan.
"Master, you're clearly not dead. Stop pretending and open your eyes."
He stretched out his black boots and kicked the person lying on the pear blossoms hard.
The kick to the calf left a bluish mark on the pale, almost transparent skin.
Gu Shanshan slowly opened her eyes, but didn't look at Gong Ye.
My gaze fell upon the blood-red afterglow of the setting sun, and my heart ached with a suffocating pain.
Gong Ye slaughtered all the remaining members of the Green Mountain Sect.
Gu Shanshan is now very grateful that he sent his other disciple, Gong Ling, out before he went into seclusion, thus saving her life.
In this world, the only instructions he received were, first, he must not fall in love with Gong Ye, and second, he must not let Gong Ling die.
If either of these two conditions is not met, his quick transmigration mission will be deemed a failure.
As for the task completion status, there will be no prompts at all.
Faced with such a task, Gu Shanshan felt only exhaustion and despair.
However, Gong Ye interpreted this as Gu Shanshan's despondency after being forcibly taken by him.
Therefore, his complexion worsened.
His eyes were terrifying, like he wanted to devour someone, and he seemed about to uncontrollably tear Gu Shanshan to pieces at any moment.
"Master, look at me, and I'll make you look at me!"
Gong Ye knelt on the ground and pulled Gu Shanshan up, his strength so fierce that he almost crushed her chin.
Gu Shanshan's eyes were dark and empty, and she coldly and woodenly lifted her eyelids.
"Gong Ye, what exactly do you want?"
That cold voice was as cold as he was.
What do I really want?
This was a question that Gong Ye had never considered.
He just wanted to kill everyone who had ever hurt him.
So what should he do next?
Having taken over Gu Shanshan's body, would he watch her glare at him coldly, showing disdain and disgust day after day?
Realizing this possibility, Gong Ye suddenly became very irritable.
But what can he do, no matter how violent he is inside?
Should we kill Gu Shanshan?
No...no!
Absolutely not!
The thought of killing Gu Shanshan and making her disappear from this world forever immediately made Gong Ye very resistant.
No one in this world can kill his master, not even himself.
Gong Ye had no idea what was going on with his own feelings.
He would only blame himself for not getting enough revenge, for not making Gu Shanshan experience the pain he had felt in his previous life.
"Heh, Gu Shanshan, what I want to do is none of your business."
In the past, when he wanted to be managed, Gu Shanshan only had Gong Ling in her heart. She was only nice to Gong Ling, who was born into wealth and had superior spiritual roots, and only treated him as Gong Ling's study companion. She was too lazy to manage him.
Now that things have come to this, he no longer needs it.
Gu Shanshan could hear the anger and sarcasm in Gong Ye's tone, and she closed her eyes wearily.
"Gong Ye, I'm very tired. Can you let me rest for a while?"
Gu Shanshan's voice was weak, and her breathing was so faint as to be barely perceptible.
When he was introduced into this world, the system made all sorts of enticing claims, completely fooling him.
He is said to be an aloof and arrogant cultivator in this world, Elder Gu of the Green Mountain Sect, the number one sect in the cultivation world. Everyone who sees him must bow ninety degrees and call him Elder Gu.
But reality not only slapped him hard in the face, but also kicked him twice.
Where is the aloof, unapproachable, and universally revered Master Qingshan?
Gu Shanshan had a million curses in her heart, wanting to curse 007's ancestors for eighteen generations.
"Rest? Ha."
Gong Ye let out a cold snort, suddenly grabbed Gu Shanshan's body, and forced him to stand up.
The long whip lifted the immortal sword Mo Gui from the ground and threw it at Gu Shanshan.
"Master, your disciple would like to ask you for some guidance."
He wanted to know why Gu Shanshan was able to take his life with the Mo Gui Sword in his previous life, when his cultivation level was not bad, leaving him completely unable to resist.
Although the title was used respectfully, the tone conveyed between the lines showed absolutely no respect.
Yes, but only provocation and irritability.
Gu Shanshan's clothes had long been torn to shreds by Gong Ye, and all he had left was the black cloak that Gong Ye had thrown at him.
Having something to wear is better than having nothing to wear, and Gu Shanshan struggled to stay upright.
He wrapped himself tightly in a black cloak, took several steps back, and barely managed to catch the Mo Gui sword that Gong Ye had thrown at him.
Behind the pear blossom trees is a sheer cliff thousands of feet deep.
A cold wind blew up from below the cliff, making Gu Shanshan's black trench coat flutter loudly.
The moment he took the Mo Gui Sword in his hand, a sharp, cold wind swept towards his face, carrying an unyielding and domineering force.
Driven by her body's instinctive memory, Gu Shanshan instantly formed hand seals to try and block Gong Ye's whip, which contained seven-tenths of his cultivation.
Only when he was forming the hand seals did he realize that his body had been ruined since he transmigrated here.
Where is there any cultivation left?
In the instant his hand fell limply to his side, he looked up and saw the whip lashing towards him.
Gu Shanshan only had time to curse in her heart, "Don't hit someone in the face, you bastard," before she raised her hand to cover her face. Then, her body was sent flying by a strong force.
Gong Ye never expected Gu Shanshan to not retaliate, and he never even considered stopping.
He was stunned for a moment when he saw Gu Shanshan being thrown away towards the cliff.
His master was the most powerful cultivator in the entire Green Mountain Sect, so why didn't he fight back after making the hand seal? And why did he stop when the master attacked him?
Gu Shanshan, you liar bastard, why didn't you hide!
Gong Ye's eyes were bloodshot, staring wide-eyed as he watched Gu Shanshan's body plummet towards the cliff like a withered magnolia blossom...
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