EHRPS CH209

If it were three years ago, hearing this sentence would probably give N001 a heart attack, worrying that the host would fly into a mad frenzy and murder the protagonist right after reading the original novel.

Three years had passed. N001 began to worry that after reading the subsequent chapters, the host would murder everyone except the protagonist. The first to bear the brunt being the original novel’s official gong, Gu Chen.

In front of the light screen, the white orb fell silent for a moment, first issuing a disclaimer for itself, “Host, I didn’t deliberately hide it from you. When I first bound you, I showed you the complete version of the original novel’s light screen, but you had reading difficulties accompanied by stress-induced reactions…”

Tu Tianba also recalled the scene from that day. That afternoon, having just woken up from a coma, the amnesiac Nie Wuhui was applying medicine to his swollen cheeks. Thinking back on it now, it truly felt like yesterday. Tu Tianba secretly sighed.

As the saying goes, once a cut-sleeve, a cut-sleeve for life! Once a person becomes a cut-sleeve, there is no turning back!

Tu Tianba savored the feeling in his heart for a while, then generously stated, “I am not an unreasonable person. Just show it to me directly. After three years of dual cultivation, I am not what I used to be!” His thick skin had suffered from a lack of exercise, becoming so tender that a single kiss would leave a bright red mark.

The white orb was not very optimistic. Although it had no interaction or affection for the original novel’s official gong, for the sake of its performance metrics, it still gave an advance warning, “Then, Host, can you promise me one thing? Before completing the final mission, you cannot kill Gu Chen. We still need him to serve a decorative purpose later on…”

Tu Tianba agreed smoothly, “Oh, it seems he will do something to upset me in the future. Could it be the grudge of stealing my wife?”

The white orb was speechless. It couldn’t laugh.

Tu Tianba thought about it and said, “Relax. How could this Venerable take his anger out on someone else for things that haven’t even happened yet? Alright, stop spouting nonsense, hurry up and let this Venerable see the subsequent chapters!”

In fact, Tu Tianba didn’t just realize now that the book in his hands was incomplete. He simply only now had the desire to read further. After all, in the book, the Doctor Tu he was playing was a complete short-lived ghost, and was even dealt with personally by Nie Wuhui. It was truly unlucky. He absolutely wouldn’t believe it! The book is the book, reality is reality. What it says doesn’t count!

But Tu Tianba had changed his mind now. For no other reason. Just now, he used a soul-searching technique on Jin Liuyi and saw the contents of the book pages in her memory.

The pages Jin Liuyi obtained through her inner demon were very fragmented, basically not forming complete chapters, and all narrated from her perspective, but Tu Tianba still sharp-eyedly spotted Nie Wuhui’s figure. A certain passage vaguely indicated that Nie Wuhui seemed to have gone into battle injured, and was ambushed by a group of demonic cultivators, worsening his injuries.

Tu Tianba sneered in his heart. Let him look closely to see exactly who was bullying his pretty little widow. He was going to write them all down one by one!

This time, what Tu Tianba looked at was not a materialized book, but a translucent light screen glowing with blue light. With a thought, the text on the light screen jumped to the point where ‘Doctor Tu’ was pierced through the heart by a sword.

Hmph. That person had already promised him many times that he would absolutely not treat him so cruelly. He would definitely love and protect him, at most tying him up with a rope. As for what was written in the book… Fake, it’s all fake!

Tu Tianba dismissed it and continued reading.

Inside the system space. N001 looked through the light screen, watching the host’s expression grow colder and colder. His half-lidded apricot eyes, with their slightly upturned outer corners, seemed to conceal two sharp blades, exuding a bone-chilling coldness. The look of wanting to murder someone could not be hidden.

The white orb pondered for a moment, backed away slightly from the light screen, and consoled, “Host, calm down. The original novel only represents the established trajectory of the world inside the book. Once you started playing the role of the ex-husband, everything changed…”

Tu Tianba remained expressionless. “I am very calm right now.”

The white orb didn’t quite believe it, but seeing that the host wasn’t frantically slapping himself or frantically slapping others, it breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The next instant. Tu Tianba calmly stood up, calmly turned to walk out the door, and calmly said to the system, “I am going out for a walk. I will be right back.”

If it had a face, N001 would have already put on a mask of agony. It hurriedly stopped him. “Absolutely not! Host, spare his life!” It spoke at lightning speed, “You just said you wouldn’t take your anger out on others for things that haven’t happened yet! A true manly man cannot go back on his word!”

Tu Tianba replied silently, “I’m just going for a walk. Don’t make it sound like I’m going to run over to that Gu Chen guy and smash his head into pieces with a slap. At the very least, he still has to call me grandmaster, so he can just die in peace. His grandpa’s, this unfilial disciple actually dared to say that about my A-Hui, tell him to wash his neck and wait for me!!!”

However, just as his fingertips touched the door, the man’s voice abruptly came from behind him, “Where are you going?”

Tu Tianba’s steps paused. He didn’t turn around, but stood in place, taking deep breaths in and out.

Nie Wuhui had been startled awake by a fleeting, icy wave of killing intent. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the youth’s back as he was about to push the door open and leave. He quickly called him to a stop and asked, “I’ve been regulating my breath for nearly ten days, are you upset? Or is it that because we’ve neglected dual cultivation lately, your headaches are becoming unbearable again?”

Hearing him say this, how could Tu Tianba leave without a care? He hurriedly stomped back to the bedside with heavy steps and retorted, “Why would I be mad at you over that! My tolerance isn’t that small!”

Nie Wuhui smiled and said, “I know.” Seeing the youth sit reluctantly by the bed, trying hard to pretend nothing happened yet with anger written all over his face, he slowly completed his sentence, “I just didn’t want you storming out in anger.”

Just a moment ago, Tu Tianba felt he was so angry he might explode. But hearing the man speak in such a warm and gentle tone, he felt his own tone had been too harsh, truly unbefitting of a husband. He secretly let out a breath, turned his body, and pulled the man who had just finished regulating his breath into his arms. Letting Nie Wuhui sit sideways on his lap, he said again, “I shouldn’t have yelled at you. I just couldn’t suppress my anger.”

Nie Wuhui was already accustomed to Tu Tianba’s embraces and did not resist the closeness between them. Instead, he proactively raised his arms to wrap around his neck, while his other hand stroked the youth’s cheek, “What happened?”

The veins on Tu Tianba’s forehead bulged. He gritted his teeth and replied, “Nothing. I just read a frustrating storybook that put me in a very bad mood.”

Nie Wuhui looked at him steadily and probed, “What kind of storybook? Tell me about it.”

Tu Tianba shook his head vigorously, almost shaking his head into an afterimage. He absolutely refused to say it.

In that unlucky book, after ‘Doctor Tu’ kicked the bucket, the man suffered a backlash from the pill gu, was severely injured, and was brought back to the sect by his disciple. This matter became a secret between master and disciple. Except, apart from the harm of the pill gu, the man inhaled ‘Doctor Tu’s’ spiked calming incense night after night, coupled with the lingering effects of the dual cultivation mental method… Before recovering his cultivation, he found it difficult to resist the invasion of the love poison, suffering unspeakably.

By chance, the disciple stumbled upon the scene of the man suffering from a love poison flare-up. He should have backed away, but instead stood frozen in place, and even couldn’t help stepping forward to support the man’s burning body. The master and disciple crossed the boundary, and something that shouldn’t have happened, happened.

Afterward, the man, having regained his clarity, sighed. He only said that this was a mistake and should be forgotten, telling the disciple not to take it to heart. However, the disciple couldn’t forget it. He proactively offered to help his master cope with the love poison, hoping the other wouldn’t push him away.

The man looked at him coldly. “Do you know what you’re saying? You are my personal disciple, I watched you grow up, and I only see you as a child.”

Hearing this, the disciple’s eyes turned red, and he asked in agony, “Why could that person do it, but I cannot? Master, he treated you as a plaything, but I truly love you!”

The man replied resolutely, “But I do not love you.”

However, because the pill gu hindered the man’s speed of absorbing spiritual qi, his cultivation recovered extremely slowly. He couldn’t overpower the fierce onslaught of the love poison, nor could he stop his disciple from ignoring his wishes and insisting on appearing before him. The two engaged in a constant push and pull.

It was just that every time the man endured the love poison and regained his sanity, his attitude toward the disciple grew increasingly cold. Until one time.

The disciple blurted out thoughtlessly, “Why do you always have to push me away? Could it be that you are willing to let that lowly, lecherous scoundrel have his way with you, tossing and turning beneath him in pleasure, yet you refuse to accept me?”

The man was silent for a long time, then replied, “Gu Chen, you have indeed grown up. I can no longer teach you anything. Later, I will report to the Sect Leader and have him set up a barrier for me. Until my injuries are fully healed, I will see no one.”

Hearing these words, the disciple’s face turned deathly pale. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging for forgiveness, “Master, I was momentarily impulsive and misspoke. That was not my true intention!”

The man devoted himself entirely to secluded cultivation, suppressing the love poison alone. Decades passed in a flash.

Just as their relationship reached its lowest freezing point, the situation in the cultivation world drastically changed. Demonic cultivators acted without restraint, leading to the prelude of an Immortal-Demon War. The man thus emerged from seclusion. His cultivation had mostly recovered. He led his sect and other sects in fierce battles against the demonic cultivators. During this period, a series of events occurred between him and his disciple, resulting in the demonic cultivators succeeding in a sneak attack.

Tu Tianba read this with eye-daggers raining down.

Fortunately, as the Child of Destiny and the protagonist of the book, the man not only led the righteous path to victory against numerous demonic cultivators but also uncovered the truth behind the demonic upheaval. The Black Sea.

Beneath the Black Sea was once the ancient battlefield of immortals and demons. Tens of thousands of years ago, the immortal path paid a massive price, ultimately achieving only a pyrrhic victory. Exhausting the strength of all, they suppressed and sealed the demonic qi. And the center of the battlefield was exactly the entrance to the Demon Realm.

It turned out that after ten thousand years, the Demon Realm entrance beneath the Black Sea had reopened, spawning a powerful consciousness that deepened the malevolent intent of the demonic cultivators. It wasn’t just the demonic cultivators. The mortal realm was embroiled in the flames of war, and even righteous disciples repeatedly fell to the demonic path, disrupting the orthodox lineage…

At the end of the story. The righteous forces and demonic cultivators both suffered heavy casualties. Only the man, having restored his cultivation to its peak, could fight against the consciousness that had smelted the entire Black Sea.

Before departing, he smiled at his disciple, “When I return, I will give you an answer.”

The last sentence of the article described the man’s back as he walked away with his sword. His white clothes were stained with blood, fluttering wildly in the wind. The sword in the man’s hand gleamed coldly, while below the sky, the Black Sea roared. The water surface churned into two massive whirlpools, resembling a pair of murky, blood-red eyes. He did not look back.

Tu Tianba was so furious that smoke was coming out of his seven orifices. That’s it?? Why wasn’t his triumphant return written? These righteous cultivators were truly the trash of trash!! Ah, this Venerable is dying of anger!

Inside the wooden cottage. Nie Wuhui leaned against the youth’s chest, watching as his face turned black and blue one moment, bared his teeth the next, then glared until his eyes nearly split open, and finally froze into a very sad expression. He pursed his lips, the corners of his mouth drawn into a tight line. When his apricot eyes looked at Nie Wuhui, the cold glint in them instantly softened, becoming warm and fuzzy.

Tu Tianba was both angry and heartbroken. He stated firmly: “I have to live well. I can’t let you be a lonely widower all by yourself. You’re so beautiful, and your temper is so gentle, you don’t have any temper at all. What if someone bullies you? I truly wouldn’t rest in peace!” “If I knew about it in the underworld, I would definitely ask the King of Hell how to burst out of my coffin!!”

Nie Wuhui was speechless. What on earth was going on?

The expression on Nie Wuhui’s face remained unchanged, but his heart was piled high with doubts. He opened his mouth, only to be interrupted by the youth, “No, I have an urgent matter to attend to right now, I can’t delay. Don’t talk to me for now, otherwise I’ll definitely listen to you…”

After saying this, he gently placed Nie Wuhui on the bed, pulled up his legs, and was about to walk outside, his figure incredibly fast.

Inside the system space. The white orb let out a shrill cry similar to a cat having its tail stepped on, “Host, you’re really going to do it!” “If you kill the official gong right now, I’m completely screwed! And if the mission fails, you won’t get your reward!”

Tu Tianba didn’t hesitate.

N001 sweated profusely, immediately adding: “We’re going to die, we’re going to die! Listen to me, the plot in the original novel never happened! This is a world that has been artificially corrected!” It knew that without evidence, Tu Tianba wouldn’t stop what he intended to do. It hurriedly gave an example: “I’m serious! The original novel described the scenery of Lingzhao Peak. According to the original book, an immortal palace should be sitting here, not a simple wooden cottage!” “There is a reason for this!” N001 said somewhat reluctantly, “As long as you temporarily give up killing Gu Chen and complete the final mission, I can let you see the trajectory of the world before it was overwritten!”

As soon as it finished speaking, Tu Tianba’s figure paused.

N001 was left in silence. Its points, in the end, couldn’t be saved.