Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

All eyes were drawn to the opening of the secret realm. The light shone brightly, and Shen Zhezhu's expression changed. He stepped forward and flipped himself into the palanquin.

"Raise the sedan chair!"

With a loud shout, the four corners of the sedan chair rose simultaneously. With a tap of their toes, the red-curtained sedan chair took flight, soaring towards the entrance of the secret realm.

The movements were quick and steady.

There wasn't a single bump.

Shen Zhezhu looked at the entrance to the secret realm, her fingers touching Gu Yao's hand, feeling inexplicably nervous.

But in those dark eyes, there was a madness that showed he was determined to win.

The boy knelt beside the bed, gently pressing his forehead against Gu Yao's hand with the utmost reverence. His voice trembled slightly, carrying a fear he himself was unaware of.

“Master, if I cannot save you this time, then I will be buried with you in this ancient secret realm.”

"Master, please protect me one more time."

"If we succeed this time, Master, could you tell me everything?"

When he first completely lost control, Gu Yao was able to forcibly suppress his cultivation level to the Nascent Soul stage.

This person has always been the only chosen one of the Heavenly Qian Sect.

There's no reason why things should turn out this badly.

In the early stages of Foundation Establishment, one is barely clinging to life.

He could only think of one possibility.

Gu Yao did all of this willingly.

The master brought him back to his own courtyard in order to suppress his backlash.

Rather, it wasn't that I wanted to harm him.

Given Master's current physical condition, the only possibility is that he originally intended to use this method to suppress his backlash.

The thought of this possibility made Shen Zhezhu feel an unbearable heartache.

If that's the case, then what did he do?

Extremely insulting.

These days, in the dead of night, all he sees in his dreams is that pale, forbearing face. He always thinks he has lost all reason and should have forgotten it long ago.

But I can never forget those cries of extreme pain.

Tears streamed down that familiar face as it cried out in pain again and again.

The sound grew fainter and fainter until... it ceased to exist.

He was repeatedly awakened by the same dream, and with trembling hands he touched the neck of the person next to him. Only when he felt the barely perceptible throbbing in his fingertips did he feel the blood flowing back into his body.

He really couldn't hold on much longer.

Master...

Now that Shen Zhezhu had made the first move, the rest of the people looked at each other in bewilderment.

All eyes were on the people from the Tianqian Sect.

"Sect Leader Gu, this..."

Gu Chou accepted a pill handed to him by Gu Mei, flicked his sleeve, and said, "Everyone, in the secret realm, each of us must rely on our own abilities. My Tianqian Sect will take the lead!"

He hadn't forgotten what Shen Zhezhu had just said: since these people wanted to be the fishermen, then they, the clams, would absolutely not give them the slightest chance to profit.

"Disciples of the Heavenly Dry Sect, follow me!"

Gu Chou shouted loudly, took a step, and flew towards the entrance of the secret realm.

Before anyone else could react, the well-trained disciples of the Tianqian Sect summoned their spirit swords and followed Gu Chou as they flew toward the entrance to the secret realm.

Only a group of people remained, dumbfounded.

"What are they doing...?"

"Can't you see? The people from the Tianqian Sect don't want to be with us anymore. Let's see who has the best abilities. My Wuji Sect is leaving first!"

The Wuji Sect members followed closely behind and headed towards the secret realm.

In the hidden realm, opportunities arise, and each person's abilities determine their chances.

Getting in early might give you more opportunities to access more resources.

The moment the secret realm opened, Gu Yao's soul, which was originally unable to fully return to his body, was forced back by a tremendous force.

The scattered soul was instantly compressed and forced into this body.

The sudden, intense pain made Gu Yao feel as if his soul had been shattered once again.

Oh shit.

Does this secret realm have a grudge against him?

The excruciating pain came and went quickly. As soon as Gu Yao recovered, he heard the boy shout loudly, and the next moment, his hand was covered with a wet palm.

With a slight tremor.

It is Shen Zhezhu.

He is afraid.

Gu Yao sighed softly, feeling a tightness in his chest as he listened to the boy's anxious words.

The intense, almost tangible gaze fixed on him, making him feel uneasy all over and almost unable to keep up the act.

Suddenly, that familiar feeling came back!

Gu Yao looked at the familiar, tall stone tablet in front of him, sighed softly, and bowed respectfully, "Senior, why have you brought this junior here today?"

"Hahaha, your personality is really nothing like mine."

The white-haired, youthful-looking young man flashed out from the stone tablet. As all things came back to life, the young man waved his hand and helped Gu Yao up.

“I’ve already said that we are one, so you don’t need to call me senior.”

Gu Yao stood up with the force, rubbed his fingertips together, looked up at the person in front of him, smiled but did not change his form of address.

"Senior, could you tell me the reason?"

Gu Yao's shallow eyes were full of confusion as he looked up at the young man in front of him.

The young man avoided Gu Yao's probing gaze and turned to look at the stone tablet behind him. "Do you really want to know?"

Gu Yao lowered his eyes and said firmly, "Yes!"

A single word seemed to flip a switch, causing the long-suppressed resentment in Gu Yao's heart to surge up.

He wanted to know why the world would suppress such a pure and upright person into the mud.

Let him stain his hands with blood and do all the things he doesn't like.

He wanted to know why they had to die.

The senior brothers and sisters of the Tianqian Sect, those innocent people, and... Gu Yao.

He wanted to ask, since Gu Yao was allowed to grow into a gentleman, why force him onto the path of a villain?

Is it just to allow the so-called chosen one to ascend to heaven?

Is there no other way besides running two tracks in parallel?

Gu Yao pursed his lips, then clenched his fist tightly inside his sleeve.

He thought he could control his emotions well, but when these questions arose in his mind, he still couldn't help but feel resentful and unable to control the injustice in his heart.

Such a person is as free as a gentle breeze, and as proud as the bright moon.

Not stained by dust.

He can roam the world with a sword, or he can enjoy wine and flowers.

With pen in hand, I compose poems; with sword in hand, I vanquish evil.

He is a playboy who spends money like water, and also a lone knight-errant who punishes evil and promotes justice.

Why?

Why again?

Born under the blue sky, he wanted to ask the heavens why they were so unfair.

Everyone says that Heaven's justice prevails.

So what direction did he judge?

What kind of justice is this?

The mysterious man sighed softly, turning his head to look at Gu Yao, "Then do you know that your life should have been paid for by Gu Xuanzhi?"

Gu Yao's pupils contracted slightly, and his voice trembled, "What do you mean, senior?"

The young man shook his head again. “Not entirely. He also had his own selfish motives. He foresaw that the Tianqian Sect would face a calamity, and you…” The mysterious man lightly tapped Gu Yao with his fingertip and continued, “It was the sliver of hope that he divined.”

Gu Yao clenched his fists, his throat tightening.

The image that flashed through my mind was Gu Xuanzhi's face.