Chapter 527

Chapter 527: If You Don’t Live For Yourself, Heaven Will Destroy You
The fingers of the “corpse” on the bed trembled slightly.

Lei Nuo kept talking to himself and said: “You have very little fortune left. In less than three years, you will die a sudden death.

“And your soul has been stripped of any chance to reincarnate. That means every trace of you will be erased. You will disappear from this world completely.”

Lan Zi Yu sat straight up, his cloudy eyes fixed hard on Lei Nuo.

It was as if there were stones in his throat. His voice was hoarse and rough as he asked: “Who are you? How do you know all this?”

Lei Nuo said calmly: “You don’t need to worry about that. You only need to tell me whether you are willing to work for me.”

Lan Zi Yu was silent for a while, then asked: “What do you want me to do?”

Lei Nuo gave a mocking smile and said: “It’s very simple. The Five Elements Dao Sect has five secret realms with different attributes. I want you to take me in so I can absorb the spiritual energy inside them.”

“That’s impossible!” Lan Zi Yu’s first reaction was to refuse.

The key to open the Five Elements Secret Realm was in the Sect Master’s hands. Only the Sect Master and the elders could bring disciples in and out.

Also, each secret realm matched a different cultivation stage. He could not just choose whichever one he wanted to enter.

“Trash! Listen to me before you talk!” Lei Nuo’s tone grew heavier with displeasure.

Lan Zi Yu’s body was already weak. The pressure in that voice shook him and he instantly collapsed.

“Ugh!” His blood surged and a taste of blood filled his mouth.

He bit his lower lip in humiliation, dark currents swirling in the depths of his eyes.

Lei Nuo said: “Of course I know you can’t do it, but I will help you. Lan Zi Yu, you need to understand that this is your last chance.”

Thinking of the muddled life he had lived these past years, Lan Zi Yu clenched his fists and asked each word clearly: “What can I get out of this?”

“Fortune, lifespan, cultivation level… whatever you want, I can give it to you.” Lei Nuo’s voice was utterly calm, but to Lan Zi Yu it sounded like the music of immortals.

He really had had enough of this half-dead, half-alive life.

He wanted to walk freely under the sun, not rot and stink in a dark room.

His eyes slowly lit up.

But when he thought about betraying the Five Elements Dao Sect, a strong sense of resistance rose in his heart.

In both his previous life and this one, the Five Elements Dao Sect had never wronged him. His First Senior Brother had treated him like a real brother.

He had lived here for two lifetimes. His feelings were deep and hard to erase.

Lei Nuo seemed to see his hesitation and sneered as he asked: “Lan Zi Yu, do you still remember who ruined you and left you in this state?”

Lan Zi Yu’s gaze suddenly turned vicious. Of course he remembered.

It was Ye Cong Xin.

It was Ye Cong Xin who had harmed him.

He had treated Ye Cong Xin as the person closest to him, but she had not only betrayed him, she had also deliberately tormented him and left him barely clinging to life.

If Ye Cong Xin dared to appear in front of him now, he would not be satisfied unless he personally broke her limbs and destroyed her dantian.

“Good. I like that look in your eyes.” Lei Nuo nodded in approval and said: “Your enemy is living freely and happily, while you can only die in this stinking room. Can you really accept that?”

“She is still alive?” Lan Zi Yu was a little surprised.

Ye Cong Xin had disappeared inside the Ancient Dao Arena. No one knew where she had gone. How could the man in front of him be so sure?

Lei Nuo said: “What do you think? Your fortune is tied to hers. If she died, your fortune would more or less recover. Just looking at the state you’re in now is enough to know that she is living quite well.”

In truth, Ye Cong Xin and Lan Zi Yu were bound in a way where one rose as the other fell.

The better Ye Cong Xin lived, the worse Lan Zi Yu’s life became.

On the other hand, if Lan Zi Yu’s situation improved, it would mean great disaster was coming for Ye Cong Xin.

“How do you know all this!” Lan Zi Yu asked the same question again.

Lei Nuo said coldly: “Do you really think Ye Cong Xin is just Ye Cong Xin? There is an old fiend of unknown age inside her body.

“The Art of Fate is not a secret art that lowly people like you can master.

“I didn’t expect someone would bother to use it on trash like you, and even drag me into it too. Truly unlucky.”

Lei Nuo grew angry just mentioning this.

If Ye Cong Xin had not interfered, his plans would have gone much more smoothly.

He would have already left this barren world, instead of being hunted by the lowly people here and forced to think of ways to shake them off.

Lan Zi Yu’s body trembled.

Old fiend? Art of Fate? Lowly people?

His mind was a complete mess. Before he could sort his thoughts out, Lei Nuo’s voice suddenly became urgent: “I will give you one day to think. Give me your answer tomorrow.”

Before his voice finished, his figure vanished from the room.

Lan Zi Yu stared blankly at the ceiling. The next moment, a cool voice sounded by his ear again: “Lan Zi Yu, did anyone come by just now?”

Lan Zi Yu turned his neck stiffly. What he saw was Master Qing Yan in his white robes.

“Mas… Master…” He struggled to call out.

Lan Zi Yu tried to get up from the bed, but his limbs were weak and he had just been injured again. In the end, he fell off the bed in a sorry state and ended up kneeling and sprawling at Master Qing Yan’s feet.

Master Qing Yan looked at Lan Zi Yu, his frown growing deeper and deeper.

He had been busy chasing Lei Nuo all this time and had had no time to care about his one remaining disciple.

He scolded him: “Your clothes are a mess and you look weak and listless. What kind of behavior is this!”

“I… disciple…” Lan Zi Yu wanted to explain. He opened his mouth but did not know what to say.

If he poured his heart out to Master Qing Yan about what had happened, Master Qing Yan would only scold him for being useless and stupid.

In his master’s heart, disciples had never been worth caring about.

His stammering, clumsy appearance only made Master Qing Yan find him even more annoying.

“Enough, stop talking. Let me ask you: did you notice anything strange just now?” Master Qing Yan’s tone was harsh and impatient.

Without even looking up, Lan Zi Yu could imagine the irritated look on his face.

He lowered his head deeply and said in a voice so soft it was almost inaudible: “This disciple is incompetent and failed to notice anything unusual.”

Master Qing Yan swept his divine sense around the room. Sensing no other presence, he began to suspect that he had just been overthinking.

“The Cultivation World has been unstable lately. Pay attention. If anything happens, report to me at once.” With that, he left in a hurry.

Lan Zi Yu lifted his head, revealing a face as withered as dead wood. The corner of his mouth twitched into a smile that looked uglier than crying.

He had changed so much, yet Master Qing Yan had not shown even a single word of concern.

Report to him at once?

But he had no way to contact Master Qing Yan at all. Every time he wanted to request an audience with the Sect Master, he had to ask other disciples to pass on the message.

As a personal disciple, he lived worse than an ordinary inner disciple.

“Ha, haha, hahahaha…” His bitter, desolate laughter echoed in the room.

The look in Lan Zi Yu’s eyes shifted from helpless and lost to firm and ruthless.

If Master Qing Yan had been willing to give him even a bit of care today, he would not have made up his mind so quickly.

If you don’t live for yourself, heaven and earth will destroy you.

He just wanted to survive.

[They had forced him into this!]