Calamity of Tomorrow-Chapter 202 - 201 Heart-to-heart and Memories (Four more updates, please subscribe)

Zhao Shouyi gripped Zhou Bai, and with a flash, flew towards his cultivation studio. "Come, let’s have a heart-to-heart talk. As the headmaster, I haven’t had a proper talk with you yet, the top-ranked student in the school."

Zhou Bai was pressed down onto the sofa by Zhao Shouyi, his eyes darting around, a helpless expression on his face.

Zhao Shouyi asked, "How is it? Are you adapting well to life in the special training class?"

"Um, everyone is pretty nice," Zhou Bai’s gaze shifted slightly as he looked at a nearby photo of a man, a woman, and a child posing together. The man was handsome, tall and thin, while the woman had a round face, not particularly beautiful but with a strong sense of approachability.

Zhou Bai curiously asked, "Are those Little Pei’s parents?"

Indeed, Zhou Bai had never seen Little Pei’s parents before.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Shouyi slightly smiled and said, "Yes, they... They were sacrificed in a previous operation to capture the Sky Flipping Sect."

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Zhou Bai’s gaze paused slightly, "I’m sorry."

Zhao Shouyi slightly smiled again, "It’s fine. They sacrificed themselves for humanity. I only feel proud for them."

Yet Zhou Bai’s gaze deepened, thinking to himself, "Were Little Pei’s parents killed by the Sky Flipping Sect? Does Lin Muqing know about this?"

Zhao Shouyi spoke, "Alright, let’s not talk about this anymore. We need to discuss your issues now. Tell me about the troubles in your heart, Zhou Bai."

Zhou Bai hesitated internally, wondering whether to hint Zhao Shouyi about Little Pei’s issue?

...

In front of rows and rows of tombstones, Li Xiuzhu’s thoughts stirred, and a sweep of the Primordial Spirit power brushed off the dust on the tombstones, revealing several portraits.

"Friends, soon... we are about to succeed."

Li Xiuzhu’s gaze shifted as he saw the portraits of a man and a woman, the man handsome and tall with a naive and cheerful smile, the woman having a round face, not especially beautiful but radiating a strong approachability.

"Zhao Xuan, Jing Shu, I’m sorry... I failed to protect your daughter."

Li Xiuzhu’s eyes closed slightly, and memories of the past flooded his mind.

5 years ago.

In a neat and clean village, a round-faced woman was administering the Primordial Spirit Needle to a little girl.

Seeing the little girl’s breathing gradually stabilize, the woman looked at Li Xiuzhu and asked, "Her condition has stabilized now, and there’s no danger to her life. What exactly are you planning?"

"Don’t worry, Miss Jing Shu. I brought you here without any ill intentions, just hoping you could treat this girl," Li Xiuzhu slowly said. "The medical facilities here are insufficient, and my medical skills are not enough to treat her, so I had no choice but to do this."

"Humph, no doctors here, so you kidnapped one?" Jing Shu coldly said. "Really has the makings of a cult."

"I’m sorry. Once little En is better, I’ll send you back, and I won’t harm you."

Jing Shu snorted lightly and didn’t speak, just turning to look out the window at the village of the Sky Flipping Sect, which was much more peaceful and serene than she had imagined. It didn’t look at all like what a cult should look like.

She watched the villagers on the street and couldn’t help asking, "Being so openly exposed outdoors, won’t they mutate?"

"What exactly is mutation?" Li Xiuzhu smiled. "Isn’t the process of our cultivation a type of mutation? Perhaps besides rejecting it, embracing it might also be a way."

Jing Shu: "Nonsense."

"Is it insane, why not see it for yourself? Whether it’s the Heavenly Dao or life on this planet, both are much stronger than we imagine," Li Xiuzhu said, his tone carrying a strange charm, as if continuously beguiling Jing Shu’s mind.

"I once lived alone for a year in a war zone out in the wilderness, trying to escape the pursuit of the Heavenly Demon."

"But I didn’t turn into a monster, nor did I die."

Jing Shu coldly said, "That’s because your cultivation was strong enough!"

"Strong cultivation means you can resist the distortions of the Heavenly Dao?" asked Li Xiuzhu. "Who decided that? Is there really no problem with this logic?"

"Why should strong cultivation resist the contaminated spiritual mechanisms? Why should it allow one to stay in the wilderness longer?"

Jing Shu turned her head away. "I don’t want to discuss such fallacies with you."

At that moment, screams and roars were heard.

Li Xiuzhu’s brows furrowed, and in a flash, he moved toward the source of the sounds.

But when he arrived, he found only a field of corpses, and still fighting were his subordinates and Zhao Xuan.

He saw Zhao Xuan pinch a sword technique, a purple flying sword moving like lightning, his expression cold and murderous.

These heretics had kidnapped his wife, which truly touched his raw nerve.

Fortunately, Jing Shu had a sword talisman that he had personally placed on her, and he had rushed here impatiently. The main force was already not far behind and about to arrive.

"Stop!"

A surging, omnipresent primordial spirit force hit him, and Li Xiuzhu quickly subdued Zhao Xuan, but looking at the corpses on the ground, his eyes still showed deep sorrow.

"Mr. Zhao Xuan, I’m afraid I’ll have to trouble you to take a nap," sighed Li Xiuzhu as he knocked out Zhao Xuan, then infused his body with primordial spirit force, sealing his cultivation.

Then Li Xiuzhu shouted, "Everyone prepare to move; the forces of the Heavenly Court must be nearby."

Yet three hours later, on a high-speed flying vehicle,

Li Xiuzhu looked unhappily at a young man, under whose feet lay the corpse of Zhao Xuan.

"Did you kill Zhao Xuan?" Li Xiuzhu sighed. He hadn’t expected the young man to strike after Zhao Xuan’s cultivation was sealed and he was knocked out and locked up.

"He killed my dad! How many of our people did his troops kill?" the young man said, staring at Li Xiuzhu, "You always tell us that celestials and humans are equal. Can’t ordinary people seek revenge against cultivators?"

Facing the silent Li Xiuzhu, the young man said, "Sect Hierarch, I won’t make this difficult for you. I know he’s Sister Jing Shu’s husband, and I am willing to trade my life for his. But a vendetta for a murdered father cannot go unavenged."

As he spoke, black blood slowly trickled from the corner of the young man’s mouth, a strong foul smell emanating from his blood.

Li Xiuzhu’s face changed, and his primordial spirit force suddenly enveloped the young man’s body, thrusting a doll into his hands, "Quickly use the second divination!"

The young man looked at him, smiled faintly, and shook his head. "Sect Hierarch, I’m sorry, but I’ve regretted it a bit after I acted. I really am... sorry."

Watching the body that began to cool and then continually deformed and twisted, Li Xiuzhu sighed, activated his primordial spirit force, and ground the deformed corpse to dust.

Li Xiuzhu slowly awoke from his memories, touching his forehead, "Here it comes again, the memories are happening more frequently."

He touched the tombstone in front of him, sighed, and said, "I have the confidence to defeat the Heavenly Demon, I have plans to eradicate the celestials, but when the Heavenly Demon and Heavenly Court vanish, the hatred sown on this planet, I still have no way to resolve it."

"My old friends, what should I do?"