Time Travel: The Tsundere Junior Sister Goes Crazy

Bu Ze was also very puzzled after learning about Lu Wanwan's strong hostility towards Shen Yue.

He frowned and fell into deep thought.

In his opinion, there seemed to be no deep hatred between Shen Yue and Lu Wanwan, so why was Lu Wanwan so persistent in wanting to kill Shen Yue?

“It’s really puzzling.”

Bu Ze shook his head, with a hint of confusion in his tone.

"Shen Yue has always been kind to others, and I have never heard of her having such a deep grudge against anyone. Moreover, Lu Wanwan's behavior is so extreme, what is the unspeakable secret behind it?"

Wei Jue did have a great desire for the Sky Fire Pearl in Shen Yue's body, but he also knew that now was not the time to act rashly.

As a legendary treasure, the Skyfire Pearl has extraordinary power and value, but at the same time, it also contains huge risks.

Wei Jue knew very well that if he forcibly seized the Sky Fire Pearl now, it might not only hurt Shen Yue, but also trigger a series of unpredictable consequences.

In Wei Jue's opinion, the Sky Fire Pearl is not yet fully mature and its power has not yet reached its peak.

Waiting until it matures is the best time to take action.

At that time, he will not only be able to seize the Sky Fire Pearl more easily, but also ensure that its power is maximized for his own use.

Shen Yue returned to his practice room.

Standing outside the door, before I could cross the threshold, a piercing pain surged over me like a tide, announcing that the poisonous insect was about to wreak havoc.

Her face turned pale as paper in an instant, and beads of sweat the size of beans on her forehead quickly gathered into streams, sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto the cold stone slabs, making a tiny and rapid sound.

The poisonous insect swam frantically in her body, as if looking for a way to break out, and every movement was accompanied by a tearing pain.

Shen Yue's body trembled uncontrollably. She hugged herself tightly, trying to relieve the pain in this way, but it seemed to be in vain.

Her breathing became rapid and disordered. Every breath she inhaled was like sucking a sharp blade into her chest, and then slowly exhaling it with her exhalation, leaving behind pieces of broken pain.

Her eyes were filled with despair and helplessness, but in the abyss of despair, there was still a hint of imperceptible tenacity flashing.

She bit her lower lip tightly, trying to use the pain to awaken her will and prevent herself from falling into complete darkness.

The attack of the poisonous insect became more and more fierce, and her consciousness began to gradually blur, as if she was shrouded in a thick fog.

Shen Yue's body curled up on the ground, every inch of his skin and every nerve was suffering unprecedented torture.

Her hands were clenched into fists, her nails dug deep into her palms, leaving bright red marks, but she seemed unaware of it, just letting the pain devour her body and mind.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and for Shen Yue, the world was filled with only endless darkness and pain.

Shen Yue's pain reached its peak. Her body seemed to be cut by countless sharp blades at the same time, and every cell was wailing.

Cold sweat poured out from her forehead and back like rain, soaking her clothes and sticking to her body, bringing a slight coolness, but this coolness could not relieve the burning and severe pain in her body at all.

She desperately tried various methods to relieve the unbearable pain, and finally, she bit her arm hard.

The teeth dug deeply into her skin, and blood instantly gushed out, mixing with sweat and staining her arms red.

However, this method of self-harm not only did not bring any relief, but made her pain even more severe, as if it was pouring salt on her already scarred heart.

Shen Yue's eyes were wide open, filled with helplessness and despair.

She wanted to shout, but found that she couldn't make a sound.

She wanted to struggle, but her body seemed to be bound by invisible shackles and could not move.

In endless pain, she finally exhausted her last bit of strength, her eyes went dark, and she fell to the ground powerlessly, fainting.

The first ray of sunlight in the early morning shone through the sparse clouds and barely fell on Shen Yue, but it seemed unable to dispel the coldness and loneliness surrounding her.

She slowly opened her eyes and found herself still lying on the cold ground, surrounded by disciples who were near and far, but all of them were looking at her with vigilance and indifference.

Shen Yue tried to get up, but her weak body and the severe pain from yesterday made her unable to move, and she could only barely support herself and sit up.

She looked around and found that the faces of her disciples were full of vigilance and fear, as if she were a plague and they wanted to avoid her as much as possible.

Their eyes revealed a complex emotion - fear of the unknown and deep fear of past events.

"I..."

Shen Yue opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and weak, but was immediately swallowed up by the silence around him.

She realized that her voice seemed so powerless in this indifference, as if even she began to doubt whether she was really qualified to be understood and forgiven.

Some of the disciples exchanged glances and whispered something, but no one dared to step forward to ask questions or help.

Their silence was more like a silent accusation, which made Shen Yue's heart sink to the bottom.

Shen Yue felt mixed emotions, she understood that she was misunderstood as a "murderer" for some reason, and this stigma was like a heavy shackle that made it difficult for her to breathe.

But she also understood that all her defenses and explanations at this moment were futile. The only thing she could do was to prove her innocence with her actions and to win the understanding and trust of her disciples.

She used all her strength and stood up with difficulty.

Bu Ze's heart tightened as he followed Shen Yue's staggering steps, his eyes filled with heartache and worry.

When he was about to lend a helping hand to give her some support, Shen Yue rejected him with a slight push.

This push not only pushed his hand away, but also seemed to tell him that although she was weak, she was strong and unwilling to show her vulnerability easily.

"Let's talk about it here."

Although Shen Yue's voice was soft, it was full of unquestionable determination. She hoped that she could maintain her independence and dignity, and at least at this moment, not let anyone see her helplessness.

Bu Ze looked at Shen Yue, his feelings complicated and indescribable.

He felt sorry for her strength and admired her perseverance.

"The Tongtian Mirror can also perform illusions, but that magic has been lost for a long time."

There was a determined light in Shen Yue's eyes, and she clenched her fists tightly, as if to cheer herself up.

"As long as we find the person who cast the spell, then all the truth will be revealed."

"That's right, as long as we find that person, all the mysteries will be solved."