ACER-Chapter 14 Not Just for You Alone

Di Yange couldn’t possibly just watch the male protagonist die like this.

Her road home might still depend on this big brother in the future.

So she hoisted him onto her shoulder and walked out.

It was smooth the entire way, although stones were falling with a rattling sound, Di Yange carried Xiao Jue out safely and unharmed.

As soon as she came out, devastation met the eye.

The entire area within more than a dozen miles centered around the Sword Tomb had turned into ruins.

It had even affected Jianxin Sect, nearly destroying it.

Fortunately, the mortal main city was very far from here.

Di Yange looked at this familiar pattern, then recalled what the phantom had said earlier. She estimated that another layer of the celestial seal on her body had fallen off.

No wonder she felt light as a feather, and even her strength had increased. Carrying someone bigger than herself felt completely effortless.

Di Yange wanted to cry but had no tears.

At this rate, when would she ever be able to go home?

It felt like she had forgotten something.

Right, Luo Ziyin.

With everything destroyed like this, Luo Ziyin was just a child, who knew if he could survive.

“Ziyin!!!”

Di Yange threw Xiao Jue aside and began digging through the ruins everywhere.

She still couldn’t find Luo Ziyin even when her hands became bloody.

At this moment, Wuchen Zhenren from Jianxin Sect also arrived.

Seeing Di Yange digging through the ruins and Xiao Jue still unconscious from his injuries, Wuchen Zhenren said to Di Yange, “Boy, what exactly happened in the Sword Tomb? Why did the Sword Tomb suddenly attract tribulation lightning? Did you obtain something?”

But how could Di Yange have the time to care about him?

She completely ignored him and continued digging.

Wuchen Zhenren was furious. With a wave of his hand, Di Yange, who had no cultivation, was no match for him and was sent flying, crashing heavily onto the ground.

“Boy, I’ll ask you a second time. What exactly did you experience in the Sword Tomb?”

However, Di Yange still ignored him, got up, and continued digging through the ruins.

Wuchen Zhenren had always been flattered by mortals, he had never encountered someone as tough as Di Yange.

He was so angry that smoke seemed to rise from all seven orifices.

With another wave of his hand, Di Yange was pulled over.

He grabbed her thin neck and lifted her up.

“Boy, I’ll ask you one last time. What exactly happened in the Sword Tomb?”

Di Yange also had a belly full of anger and directly spat a mouthful of blood at him.

“Tui.”

“You—” Wuchen Zhenren grew even more furious.

It was at that instant, Di Yange once again felt death approaching.

Outside the light screen, Luo Ziyin was completely stunned, “Brother… Why? Why is it like this? How could master be such a person?”

He couldn’t believe that his master was such a cruel and ruthless person.

In his memory, his master had been so kind and gentle.

Whether it was spiritual herbs or pills, they were always given to him first. How could such a kind person be the ruthless person before him?

The scene before him reminded him.

This world had always been one where the strong ruled. Weaklings like his former self were nothing more than ants.

He and his master had once been strangers, why would he treat him well?

Luo Ziyin’s mentality collapsed again, he even felt like his senior sister might’ve also been insincere toward him.

But what about the memories he had?

He felt like what came next would overturn his entire world.

……

Just as Di Yange was on the brink of death, the communication talisman on Wuchen Zhenren suddenly vibrated.

Wuchen Zhenren seemed to receive some message, his face darkened as he put Di Yange down.

“Boy, I can accept you as my disciple.”

However, his eyes were full of disdain.

To him, the person before him was just an ant. If he accepted her as a disciple, she should be overwhelmed with gratitude.

After Xiao Jue slowly woke up, what he heard was that Wuchen Zhenren planned to take a disciple.

At this moment, he didn’t care about how he got out.

He immediately knelt before Wuchen Zhenren and shouted, “Master!”

Everyone sighed.

“Tsk, in terms of backbone, the Demon Venerable really can’t compare to the demon emperor. Look at how unyielding the demon emperor was, the difference between the two is huge.”

“I think the demon emperor will definitely kneel and call him master. Didn’t you see how he was almost strangled to death just now? Anyone would want to live.”

“How is that possible? With how tough the demon emperor is, how could he become his disciple?”

……

Di Yange said, “It’s not impossible for me to become your disciple…”

Just as everyone was about to curse her for being spineless, she continued, “As long as you can save my younger brother.”

Actually, at the time, Di Yange had already decided.

Being the disciple of this old man who wanted to kill her at every turn wasn’t bad either.

Maybe one day he would kill her.

But Luo Ziyin still had to be found.

“You… Do you believe I’ll kill you?”

“Then kill me. If you’ve got the guts, then kill me. If I frown, I lose.”

Di Yange was even more arrogant than him.

“Fine. I’ll find him.”

As expected of a cultivator, in no time, Wuchen Zhenren dug Luo Ziyin out from the ruins.

Luo Ziyin looked like he was in terrible condition. He was completely crushed under the ruins, his aura weak, seemingly on the verge of death.

Just as Di Yange was about to rush over to check on him, she was stopped by Wuchen Zhenren.

“This boy is lucky, he still has a breath left. Now can you become my disciple?”

“Not yet. I want you to swear a heart demon oath to save him, and to take good care of him for the rest of your life.”

Wuchen Zhenren was enraged again, “You… Do you believe I’ll kill him?”

“If you dare kill him, do you believe I’ll die with him?”

Wuchen Zhenren nearly exploded with anger, “I agree.”

In the end, Wuchen Zhenren compromised.

Since she cared so much about Luo Ziyin, he would make this boy a bargaining chip in his hands.

He immediately made a heart demon oath. As long as he lived, he would treat Luo Ziyin like his own son.

It wasn’t like he couldn’t raise one more useless trash.

“How could this be? Why is it like this?”

Luo Ziyin never expected that he had been accepted as a disciple by Wuchen Zhenren under such circumstances.

There was no such thing as unconditional master-disciple affection, the reason his master treated him well was entirely because of Di Yange.

At this moment, Luo Ziyin felt as if a hand was tearing his heart apart, ripping it into pieces. The pain spread through his body, his eyes stung, yet not a single tear fell.

“Brother…”

“No, I want to stop the judgment. I want—”

“Luo Ziyin, have you gone mad?” Long Yanche roared. “Even if Di Yange once treated you well, what about what she did to the billions of living beings in the world? What right do you have to make this decision for them?”

“I… I want to save Brother.”

“Enough. All of you shut up. You’re giving This Emperor a headache. Watch if you want. If not, get lost.”

Di Yange opened her eyes and looked toward Luo Ziyin and Long Yanche.

“Luo Ziyin, don’t forget that once the Heavenly Dao Mirror is activated, it cannot be stopped. Stop wasting your effort and don’t be so self-indulgent. Everything This Emperor does has its own purpose, it’s not just for you alone.”

Although Di Yange spoke the truth, Luo Ziyin clearly didn’t believe her. With reddened eyes, he looked at her.

“Brother, I’m sorry.”

Di Yange felt awkward from his overly emotional behavior.

So she simply closed her eyes again and pretended to be composed.

Actually, she really wasn’t specifically trying to save him.