Becoming evil makes you ten times stronger, but becoming a demon gives you hundredfold strength

Meng Yu sighed, the reaction of Zhuge Caihua wasn't surprising, after all, the Zhao Family had offered him an immense future, a favor from heaven.

This matter must be clarified, otherwise, when it's brought up in the future, people will only praise Zhao Yuxuan's generosity and magnanimity, and condemn Meng Yu for not knowing how to seize the opportunity.

The Pure Yang Technique is a peerless divine technique of the Immortal Sect, they also provide you with enough resources, and even personally teach you later, yet you actually refused, you... you're too impulsive, young man, not knowing how to appreciate favors.

So, even if Zhao Yuxuan loses face and uses various means to deal with Meng Yu, in some people's eyes, Meng Yu, you are a fool, why not just apologize profusely, and all will be well?

Why are you acting like a fool, not only refusing to explain further but also continuing to persist in your stubbornness?

Meng Yu looked at Zhuge Caihua with a smile that was not quite a smile.

"No, it's not like that, I... I just feel that it's not right, maybe, I could have my master help clarify this matter, talk to the Zhao Family, and then..."

Yes, she too felt that Meng Yu was wrong, and the subsequent events, why put oneself through that?

"A perilous pavilion rises a hundred feet, where one can pluck the stars, dare not speak loudly, for fear of startling the Celestial Beings above."

Suddenly, Meng Yu recited an ancient poem.

"Ah?"

The girl was taken aback, she had never heard this poem before, but it was an excellent one, not inferior to those by famous poets from countless Minor Worlds throughout the ages.

That's right, she remembered now, Meng Yu was also a poet, he had once posted several poems online and had received much praise.

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It's a pity that being a poet is not a sought-after occupation at all because it's too competitive, there are innumerable literati and scholars in countless Minor Worlds.

"In the dangerous and towering pavilion above, I reach out my hand and can pluck the stars from the sky, yet I dare not speak too loudly, for angering the Celestial Beings would lead to my swift demise."

Meng Yu's eyes were filled with sadness and self-reproach.

"Can you not tell anyone the following words, including your master and others?"

"Of course, I can."

The girl solemnly promised.

"Do you remember, the incident when I killed my grandfather and his entire family?"

Meng Yu softly said, and the girl nodded.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"In fact, it was also I who killed my uncle. After killing him, I burned him to ashes, then flushed him down the toilet. But do you know why I did that?"

Meng Yu's eyes were filled with indignation, discomfort, and annoyance, and of course, none of those feelings were feigned!

I've traveled to this world, why did I have to choose the most difficult path right from the start?

Because I had no other road to take!

"My father and mother were members of the Enforcement Hall, they sacrificed themselves for the law, yet I was treated in such a way! My original self went to the Enforcement Hall multiple times, begging them to see justice served, to extend a helping hand, but their reply was, please believe in the Immortal Sect, we cannot intervene directly!

Yes, an official bureaucratic response, at most issuing a statement; after all, the Enforcement Hall shouldn't interfere in local affairs.

And to purchase a Third-Grade Marrow-Cleansing Pill, fifty years ago, the Immortal Sect made a budgetary adjustment, a new proposal significantly improved the fiscal situation, and the newly appointed Hall Master Zhao of the Enforcement Hall, received unanimous praise from the Immortal Sect. And from that day onward, we had to cough up a million to purchase the Third-Grade Marrow-Cleansing Pill that should have been ours!"

The lake's reflection cast a ghastly pale upon Meng Yu's cheeks.

"Before me, there was a girl named Mo Tianying who committed suicide. Her stepfather vetoed her application to purchase the Third-Grade Marrow-Cleansing Pill because she steadfastly refused to agree to sell the pill and wouldn't debase herself to please her stepfather. Thus, her stepfather vetoed everything, and her heart-changed mother stood by his side!

Mo Tianying and I suffered similar fates, our fathers sacrificed for the Immortal Sect, and then their children could exchange for a Third-Grade Marrow-Cleansing Pill. Unfortunately, since fifty years ago, Hall Master Zhao's proposal was so good that a pill which used to be free now cost a million to buy. And this, combined with civil law, was just enough to trap us, the group with nowhere to turn!

I applied twice and was denied by my guardian; he was determined to block me, preferring to suffer a loss rather than let me succeed.

As for Mo Tianying, her stepfather demanded that she kneel down and XXXXXXX!"

Meng Yu's voice was not loud but carried a tinge of mockery. However, Zhuge Caihua felt a chill throughout her body.

She didn't know, she really didn't know why so many of her classmates, when chatting, said that Meng Yu was unsociable and didn't know how to communicate. Why, instead of negotiating with his family or even going out to take loans, did he have to kill his entire family?

After all, it was merely the price of a vestment robe!

"Actually, after I killed someone, I originally wanted to tell everything during the trial, including all the help I sought over those three years, all the rejections and procrastination I faced. By doing so, I could save many children like me. But the Perilous Pavilion is a hundred feet tall!!!!"

Meng Yu laughed, his voice resembling that of a night owl.

"I chickened out, I got scared. Though the Perilous Pavilion is a hundred feet tall, I still had a chance to reach for the stars. I had already taken my revenge, so why should I incessantly pursue a proposal from fifty years ago?

As for those people below who procrastinated and were indifferent, that's their affair. How could it possibly have anything to do with Hall Master Zhao, the Golden Core Lords? The Enforcement Hall is mostly good, isn't it?

So, when I went to court, I remained silent, didn't say a word, and continued to live, humbly, just like an ant, having a future that was both hard yet splendid.

I told myself that I would thrive in the Immortal Sect. Ten years to reach Foundation Establishment, thirty years to Golden Core, and then, I would work hard to change that law, to help more people, to stand tall against that cowardly and selfish me.

But fate plays cruel tricks. Hall Master Zhao actually took an interest in me again, thinking I had potential. Zhao Yuxuan came to me with the Pure Yang Technique and a Nine Yang Pill, wanting me to join them.

Yes, the Pure Yang Technique and Nine Yang Pill are wonderful things, but do I really have to accept them?

I didn't want this favor, nor did I want to become one of them, and then change day by day. Who knows, maybe in a few decades, I would have to be eternally grateful and treat them like my own fathers?

Not daring to speak loud, for fear of startling the Celestial Beings above. At that time, Zhao Yuxuan thought my attitude was very poor, but I had already humbly explained to him, not even daring to reveal a bit of my past, lest he learn of my grudge, lest the Celestial Beings smite me with a slap!"

Having said all these words in one breath, Meng Yu weighed his performance in his heart.

He was prepared to turn his back on the Immortal Sect, but he needed them to know why he had to do so. Only then would he not offend everyone, preventing the people of the Immortal Sect from seeing him as an ungrateful fool who didn't know his place.

If he could deceive Zhuge Caihua, then deceiving those Golden Core Masters shouldn't be too difficult.

"I…"

The girl wanted to say something but couldn't utter a word. At this moment, the outdoor screen on a distant building started to play a documentary, showing the rescue efforts in the Changdong Minor World.

In a remote rural area, a pestilence occurred, and the students of the Immortal Sect were exceptionally brave, going to the front line themselves, and billions of people were saved, countless thankful beyond measure.

This was an excellent promotional film. Zhuge Caihua and the others who led the rescue would become very famous and receive countless praises. Those students would get academic credits, resources, and many other things. As for Meng Yu... sorry, there would be no mention of his name in the Immortal Sect's documentaries or promotions.

Even if numerous people of Changdong Star remembered him, even if he donated all his rewards to those refugees, it was as if none of it ever happened. Most ordinary people of the Immortal Sect would not know that someone named Meng Yu did so many good deeds on Changdong Star.

Although the media of Changdong Star covered Meng Yu in long and tedious reports, that was the act of rural local broadcast stations, whose signals could not enter the larger network, and information about Meng Yu would be filtered.

Because he was still a criminal.

"Oh look, the person who made this documentary really wasn't meticulous, even airbrushing away your dark circles. That's not good; it doesn't showcase your elegance at all. This isn't good."

Meng Yu no longer discussed those topics, but Zhuge Caihua's heart was filled with sorrow.

It hurt as if cut by a knife.

Only now did she understand the reason behind everything.

"I'll go back and speak to my master, and ask her to help you out…"

"There's no need. I'll only stay in the Enforcement Hall for another three years at most, and then I can go somewhere else. The Zhao Family has deep roots; don't put your master in a difficult position. You shouldn't meddle either, lest things turn for the worse.

Meng Yu's words rendered Zhuge Caihua silent. The man was right; her intervening would only...

"But your cultivation resources... if you want, I have quite a lot. Whatever you need, I can provide. When the time comes…"

"No need. I still have a bit of male pride left. Moreover, competing with those people is a form of cultivation for me. Goodbye, kind Sister Cai Hua, you are a good person.

Please trust in my wisdom. Don't appear near me for three years; I have my own path to follow. And don't try to help me, lest it backfire."

The Perilous Pavilion is a hundred feet tall, stars within hand's reach, not daring to speak loud, for fear of startling the Celestial Beings, this includes falling in love.