I Studied Abroad in the Modern Times-Chapter 132Book 2: : A Death Worthy of Sacrifice

Vol 2 Chapter 132: A Death Worthy of Sacrifice

"I knew it! You’re not even human!"

Old Bai glared at the computer screen, pointing at Zheng Fa and shouting dramatically.

Zheng Fa opened his mouth to argue—but then realized he had no way to refute it.

On the screen, side-by-side images of skin cell samples from four people were displayed.

Tang Lingwu, Teacher Tian, and Old Bai’s cells were completely normal.

Only Zheng Fa’s were different.

Within his cells, there was a completely unique cellular structure.

"Can you zoom in?" Zheng Fa asked Teacher Tian.

Something foreign was growing inside him. He needed to see exactly what it was.

Teacher Tian shook her head.

Old Bai frowned at the screen, no longer joking. "Why didn’t we change, but you did? And why does this structure look so much like the one in the pea sprout cells?"

Zheng Fa shook his head.

His first guess was that he was a transmigrator, and this was simply a biological difference between worlds.

But, as Old Bai pointed out—the pea sprout also had a similar structure.

And that pea sprout was a modern Earth variety.

That ruled out the transmigration theory.

Another possibility was his cultivation level.

Old Bai and the others were still in the Qi Refining stage, while Zheng Fa had already reached Foundation Establishment.

Perhaps this change only happened after reaching Foundation Establishment.

But then again, the pea sprout barely had any spiritual energy, let alone intelligence or cultivation.

Yet, it still developed this structure.

So the cultivation level theory didn’t hold up either.

"Zheng Fa, has your cultivation changed recently?"

Tang Lingwu suddenly asked.

"Changed?"

Zheng Fa wasn’t sure what she meant.

Tang Lingwu ran out of the lab and returned with a tablet, pointing at the screen. "You know how I’ve been using Spiritual Eye Technique to collect talisman diagrams from the spiritual energy in the nursing home?"

Zheng Fa nodded.

"In the past two days, I discovered that hundreds of new talisman diagrams appeared!"

"New ones?"

"Yes! We originally cataloged thousands of Divine Name Sub-Talismans—but these hundreds of new diagrams contain sub-talismans that weren’t in our database before!"

"…"

Zheng Fa looked at the screen.

Sure enough, the sub-talisman in these hundreds of diagrams was completely unfamiliar.

"That’s a huge number of new diagrams!" Tang Lingwu continued. "There’s no way we just missed them before."

"They appeared recently?" Old Bai leaned in, frowning. "I don’t recognize them either."

Zheng Fa finally understood what Tang Lingwu was getting at.

"You’re saying that the appearance of the pea sprout’s mutation might be connected to these hundreds of new talisman diagrams?"

Tang Lingwu nodded slightly. "I can’t be sure, but it’s a possibility."

Zheng Fa’s Suspicion

A thought suddenly struck Zheng Fa.

He withdrew his divine sense into his dantian.

His biggest recent change was the Fusang Tree.

The Qingyang Dao Body—if it was truly related to Dong Wang Gong, then it might indeed be connected to spiritual plants.

After all, Dong Wang Gong had another title—“Wood Lord.”

His expression became strange.

Was this tree… developing a habit?

The first time, he complained about the Qingyang Dao Body, and the Fusang Tree appeared.

Now, he had just cursed the Fusang Tree for being useless… and suddenly, he could cultivate spiritual plants?

Zheng Fa hesitated for a moment, then cursed internally:

"Lousy tree! Why can’t you make me ascend to Soul Formation in one day and become an immortal in three?!"

The Fusang Tree trembled violently—three times.

Zheng Fa had a very strong feeling…

It was cursing him back.

And it was cursing very, very profanely.

Xuanyi Realm

Currently, most Jiushan Sect disciples lived near Thunder Pool—so that if something happened, they could dive straight into it for safety.

Zheng Fa’s courtyard was among them, next to Senior Sister Zhang’s, with Martial Aunt Huang’s nearby as well.

With Five Dragons Palace gone, Senior Sister Zhang didn’t want Zheng Fa living too far from her.

After all, the formations at Thunder Pool Market were too weak to guarantee safety.

These past days had been uneventful—capturing the square-faced young man hadn’t alarmed the demon race, and Jiushan Sect had two Nascent Soul elders guarding it, making it unlikely for anyone to cause trouble.

Zheng Fa entered Senior Sister Zhang’s courtyard, carrying a few books.

Martial Aunt Huang was there as well. The two of them sat at their respective desk tables, chatting.

Senior Sister Zhang held a cup of clear tea.

Martial Aunt Huang, on the other hand, held a tall, slender porcelain bottle.

The strong aroma of alcohol drifted toward Zheng Fa.

He instinctively glanced at Martial Aunt Huang.

His impression of her had always been that of a cold, stoic woman—expressionless, treating others as if they were air.

He couldn’t even remember ever seeing her smile.

But now…

Martial Aunt Huang looked like a completely different person in front of Senior Sister Zhang.

Zheng Fa hesitated slightly—he hadn’t expected Martial Aunt Huang to be here.

She leaned lazily on the low table, a bit of wine staining the corner of her lips.

Her usually cold gaze now carried a hint of warmth, and her eyes sparkled with amusement.

When Zheng Fa entered, she didn’t even acknowledge him—she simply continued drinking, as if he didn’t exist.

"Senior Sister?"

Senior Sister Zhang’s eyes lit up when she saw the books in his hands. She looked expectant.

"What did you bring?"

Zheng Fa laid the books out in front of her.

"Coding"

"From Logic Gates to Computation"

"Principles of Neural Networks"

These were books he had asked Tang Lingwu for.

Senior Sister Zhang had been struggling with her research on the True Form Talisman of Mountains and Rivers.

Her biggest issue was—she couldn’t understand how circuits could create intelligence.

Zheng Fa understood it well enough.

But come on—she was already a mature Nascent Soul cultivator!

Shouldn’t she be able to evolve into a computer on her own?!

Senior Sister Zhang flipped through a few pages, her eyes twitching slightly.

She sneaked a glance at Martial Aunt Huang, then said to Zheng Fa, "I’ll read them first and come find you later."

Zheng Fa nodded, saluted Martial Aunt Huang, and prepared to leave.

Martial Aunt Huang didn’t even look up.

Once Zheng Fa was far enough away, Martial Aunt Huang turned her head toward Senior Sister Zhang.

"What, you won’t let me read those?"

"Master…"

Senior Sister Zhang hesitated, looking a little guilty.

She wasn’t foolish. If seeing the topology book had only raised suspicions, then seeing these computer science books confirmed it—Zheng Fa’s knowledge came from somewhere unusual.

At the very least, it wasn’t something a Nascent Soul cultivator should be able to understand.

"I am your master," Martial Aunt Huang said. "And you’re keeping secrets from me?"

Senior Sister Zhang shook her head. "Master, if it were anything else, of course, I wouldn’t hide it from you. But this might involve Junior Brother Zheng’s private matters."

"…Everyone has their secrets." Martial Aunt Huang sighed. "At least he doesn’t keep them from you. So all that effort you put in wasn’t completely wasted."

Senior Sister Zhang smiled softly, gently running her fingers over the book covers.

"You…" Martial Aunt Huang sighed again. "He’s only at Foundation Establishment. If something happens to him in the future… Just think about what kind of life I’ve been living all these years."

Senior Sister Zhang pressed her lips together and remained silent.

"I don’t want you to end up like me." Martial Aunt Huang’s voice was low. "There’s a saying in the mortal world—deep love shortens life."

"Disciple… would gladly accept that fate," Senior Sister Zhang whispered, eyes lowered, staring at the books in front of her.

"…I really took in a disciple even more stubborn than me!"

"Master, I have one more request."

"No need to ask. I’ll protect your Junior Brother Zheng! If he dies, Jiushan Sect will just have to put up with one more of me!"

Martial Aunt Huang gritted her teeth. "What karma did I sow in my past life to deserve this?!"

Outside the Heavenly Monument

"Brother Yan?"

Looking at Yan Wushuang in front of him, Zheng Fa almost didn’t recognize him.

The biggest reason—Yan Wushuang had changed his appearance.

He was no longer dressed in his signature crane robes. Instead, he wore a plain white Daoist robe.

But the greater change was in his demeanor.

Gone was his usual playful arrogance.

His eyes now held a calm, solemn determination.

Yan Wushuang glanced behind him at Chu Tianque and Xue Zhenchuan, then suddenly grabbed Zheng Fa and pulled him aside.

As he did, he threw out a few soundproofing talismans, clearly wanting to speak in private.

"Brother Zheng, I’ve made up my mind."

"Huh?"

Zheng Fa was confused.

"I will inherit the will of our ancestor! I will cleanse this world, restore order, and set things right!"

"Hold on…" Zheng Fa raised a hand, stopping him mid-sentence. After thinking for a moment, he said:

"The Tianhe Sect… betrayed the Tianhe Venerable."

"Correct."

"Your father… is the Sect Master of Tianhe Sect."

"Yes."

"So you want to… kill your dad?"

"Not necessarily…"

"You actually considered it, huh?"

Yan Wushuang gave a bitter smile. "I only want to reform the Tianhe Sect. If my father is willing to work with me, then that would be ideal…"

"Brother Zheng, you don’t understand. I grew up hearing the name of our ancestor. I was always proud to be his descendant."

His voice was filled with exhaustion.

"But then… Elder Han told me the truth—that our Tianhe Sect are traitors."

"So that’s why last time…" Zheng Fa recalled that Yan Wushuang had skipped the Heavenly Monument gathering.

"I won’t lie to you, Brother Zheng. I even thought about ending my own life."

"…"

Zheng Fa felt a bit of sympathy.

This was the flaw of Tianhe Sect’s strict education.

Every disciple was raised to idolize the Tianhe Venerable.

But once they learned the truth—it completely shattered their worldview.

"But Elder Han kept persuading me, and I finally figured it out!"

Yan Wushuang’s tone grew impassioned again.

"Our Tianhe Sect ancestors made a mistake—I will fix it!"

"Our ancestor’s will has been forgotten—I will inherit it!"

"I will reform Tianhe Sect, develop new cultivation methods, and open a new path for Xuanyi Realm!"

Zheng Fa listened, nodding repeatedly.

"Brother Yan, your words are so inspiring… I almost—"

"Then join me!"

"…Huh?"

Zheng Fa shut his mouth immediately, face returning to calm indifference.

"I’ve thought it through," Yan Wushuang continued. "We can’t make this public at first, but I already have a small organization, as well as some like-minded Daoist friends.

We’ll quietly gather information on our ancestor’s inheritance while secretly recruiting allies."

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Zheng Fa took a moment to process that.

So, basically—

He was turning his creepy secret society… into a full-blown rebellion?

"Brother Zheng, you’re the first person I’ve invited!"

Yan Wushuang looked at him with absolute sincerity.

"I just have one question."

"Ask away!"

"How many Soul Formation cultivators do you have?"

"…None."

"How many Nascent Soul cultivators?"

"…Also none."

Zheng Fa paused for a moment, then asked, "How many people do you have?"

"Including you, two!"

"Goodbye."

Zheng Fa turned and walked away immediately.

To be fair, his and Yan Wushuang’s end goals weren’t entirely different.

At the very least, they were on the same side.

But the problem was…

If Tianhe Sect came after them—

They might tell Yan Wushuang, "You’re the Sect Master’s son, you can still be saved. Come home and be re-educated."

But when they saw Zheng Fa…

Their response would be:

"Demonic heretic. Death is too good for you!"