chapter 7
Chapter 7: Novels Can Also Be Fake
Since Youlan had joined the Tianyan Sect, He Youzhou naturally had to show his new disciple around the sect.
After touring the sect, Youlan became even more determined to escape.
The Tianyan Sect was too dilapidated, and the number of buildings was shockingly few. Except for the many living quarters, there were none of the buildings that a sect should have.
A demonic sect? What kind of demonic sect was this? The demonic sects she had in mind were not this miserable.
When she saw the scripture library, she thought it might contain profound techniques.
However, there was nothing, the scripture library was empty.
“We need to make a new set of cultivation clothes,” He Youzhou said, unaware that his newly accepted female disciple was thinking about escaping the Tianyan Sect.
“Your figure is too good, you can’t fit into Zhishi’s clothes.” He walked ahead of Youlan, with his sleeves folded.
Zhishi’s clothes were made according to her figure, and Youlan couldn’t control it.
Now, his new disciple was wearing his loose coarse cloth clothes.
However, even so, after Youlan cleaned the bloodstains off her face and body, her appearance and temperament were impossible to ignore.
Even wearing the rustic coarse cloth clothes couldn’t hide her beauty and grace.
The clothes He Youzhou wore were not suitable for Youlan, making her feel particularly snug.
Her curvaceous figure was unexpectedly perfectly highlighted, every part making one’s blood race.
Although Youlan’s appearance was slightly inferior to Zhishi’s, her maturity and charm, which did not match her age, made up for all the differences between her and Zhishi.
“…” Zhishi, who had been silently standing by, responded, then discreetly scratched herself somewhere.
Zhishi considered her own figure to be excellent, but she didn’t expect Youlan to be even more exaggerated.
Although Zhishi always had a blank expression, Youlan seemed to hear Zhishi snort coldly and even glance at her.
That glance was filled with killing intent, making Youlan shiver involuntarily.
“We’ll talk about the training clothes later, anyway, it takes quite a long time to have them custom-made,” He Youzhou said lazily.
Unknowingly, He Youzhou had already led Youlan around the entire Tianyan Sect and returned to the main hall of the sect.
He only took an hour to introduce every corner.
Sometimes, a small sect isn’t without its advantages; it can save time.
“Sit down,” He Youzhou said, sitting down on a meditation cushion first.
Youlan, not understanding, followed and sat on another cushion, looking at He Youzhou in confusion.
To be honest, she said she had joined the Tianyan Sect, but she didn’t know what she was supposed to do or what would be required of her.
“Tell me what’s going on with you,” He Youzhou said, closing his eyes to rest.
Youlan was stunned for a few seconds, “What’s going on with me?”
“If you haven’t practiced the corresponding techniques, a normal person shouldn’t have such a strong blood-sucking impulse,” He Youzhou said.
People who crave blood are not unheard of, but those are usually symptoms of those who have practiced evil techniques.
But Youlan wasn’t even at the Qi Refining stage, so how could she have practiced any techniques?
But here lies a new problem: how did someone who hasn’t practiced withstand the attacks of those martial artists?
An ordinary woman would probably die from one palm strike, but Youlan seemed to have taken more than one.
“I…” Youlan looked around, unwilling to reveal the truth.
Before she could speak, He Youzhou spoke first, “You became like this because of someone, right?”
Youlan’s pupils shrank suddenly, and she instinctively grabbed her clothes, her whole body tense.
“Just say yes or no,” seeing that she still didn’t intend to speak, He Youzhou continued patiently.
“Yes… yes,” Youlan finally couldn’t hold on, and answered, “But I don’t dare to say more… I’ll be discovered.”
She had a premonition that if she revealed the truth, she would be discovered.
It felt as if a giant bat was constantly watching her, its fangs ready to bite into her neck at any moment.
“You think you managed to avoid those warriors’ searches by hiding in that cabinet back then?” He Youzhou, with his eyes closed, said in an old and wise tone, “Go ahead and speak, it’s safe in the Tianyan Sect.”
Youlan suspiciously examined every corner of the grand hall, unable to see anything unusual.
“Master, can I ever become a normal person again?” She asked the question she most wanted to know, her eyes wide open.
There was a voice inside her constantly urging her to tear apart her prey and drink their blood, but her remaining sanity told her she couldn’t do that.
Whenever that bloodthirsty impulse struck, she felt like a person dying of thirst in the desert, craving any drop of blood.
In the end, she succumbed to this impulse, but her conscience prevented her from killing anyone.
“No.” He Youzhou calmly stated the cruelest fact to Youlan.
But soon, seeing Youlan’s despairing expression, he changed his tone, “But it can be suppressed.”
“After suppression, you can eat duck blood and pig blood as your main food, like this morning.” He Youzhou said lightly, “Our sect doesn’t have much else, but we have plenty of water ducks.”
“Really?” Youlan looked at He Youzhou in surprise, this was almost the same as returning to being a normal person.
At this moment, there was probably no other news that could make her happier. She saw a glimmer of hope, a ray of light belonging to her.
If He Youzhou could really help her, she might consider staying in this dilapidated sect a little longer.
“It was a group of people in white training clothes.” She mustered up the courage to speak in front of her cheap master, “They captured me.”
She still remembered how she was beaten until she lost the strength to resist, and then thrown into the blood pool.
“Captured after your sect was exterminated?” He Youzhou frowned, the novels he read always had such plots.
So he instinctively thought Youlan had also suffered such a tragedy.
“Huh?” Youlan’s eyes were blank, with a kind of inexplicable cuteness, “No… not really.”
She was originally an orphan, sold to the brothel to become a dancing girl.
With no parents, there was no possibility of her sect being exterminated.
“Is that so?” He Youzhou put on a look of sudden realization.
It seemed that the novels and comics were still fake, not entirely trustworthy.
“Do I need to continue, Master?” Youlan tried to read his expression.
“Go on.” He Youzhou pressed his palm down, he was just amazed that even the content in novels could be fake.
It seemed that ancient secret manuals still had flaws, he needed to study them more seriously.