Chapter 1098 – You Donst Want to Try? (1/2)

Chapter 1098 – You Don't Want to Try?

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

”Master, when you had me go to the Lingyan Pavilion to read Lord Wang's notebook, you said that the secret to defying the heavens and changing fate could be found inside, but I didn't see it.”

Chen Changsheng's words to Shang Xingzhou caused the mood in the Mausoleum of Books to become rather strange.

This was a secret known to very few people.

Even after this master and disciple began to fall out, this secret had still not managed to get out.

These words should have been said three years ago, but Chen Changsheng felt that since all the time in Xining Village's old temple, including all those conversations, had all been part of a plan, what meaning would there be in anguished questions about the past? Moreover, he had obtained an extremely important Heavenly Tome Monolith from the Lingyan Pavilion and seen many secrets within Wang Zhice's notebook, allowing him to comprehend many things, greatly assisting him in his cultivation, and providing many warnings on how to live his life. This was already enough.

He added, ”The only thing I saw in that notebook was the phrase 'eating people'.”

Reminiscence appeared on Wang Zhice's face, somewhat emotional, or even sorrowful.

The experiences he had written down in that notebook were the most authentic historical accounts of the founding era of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The most authentic history was often also the darkest.

The seemingly calm sounds of reading from that humble alley had concealed countless screams from the flower barges on the Luo River.

The seemingly monotonous life in the court had concealed countless gleaming blades and shadowy swords.

Wang Zhice had not mentioned the coup of the Hundred Herb Garden, but a few words here and there exposed the cruelty of that night.

The so-called golden age could only follow one person's desires in the end. The steps leading to the highest point were strewn with corpses drenched in blood. The several hundred years that followed were full of conflicts of father against son, brother against brother, husband against wife, lord against subject. So… master against disciple naturally wasn't anything absurd.

Chen Changsheng paused for a while, then said, ”I just could never understand why you never personally acted.”

Three years ago, on that snowy night in the Orthodox Academy, he and Shang Xingzhou had discussed this question.

At the time, he had provided an answer. He was mentioning it again only because he wanted to vent his feelings.

Shang Xingzhou's Dao and heart could be described as perfect. The only weakness was Chen Changsheng.

Because with anything he did, even slaughtering everyone in the capital, he could still convince himself that there was a reason for such action.

But with regards to Chen Changsheng, he found it impossible to convince himself.

The more he tried, the more unpleasant he found Chen Changsheng.

It had started from Xining Village, started from the old temple, started from many years ago.

As time passed, this emotion weighed heavier and heavier on his heart, and he found the him that did not like Chen Changsheng more and more unpleasant.

He did not want to see Chen Changsheng.

At the very end, he had even wished that Chen Changsheng had never appeared in this world.

He did not want to act personally because this would only make his Dao heart even harder to pacify.

He hoped that Chen Changsheng could die at someone else's hand.

Three years ago, in the Orthodox Academy, he had said that as long as Chen Changsheng did not return to the capital, he would not move against him.

But later on, he found it impossible to resist the temptation.

And so Zhou Tong had died, Chusu had failed, and that Mu of the Great Western Continent was killed.

Chen Changsheng did not die in the snowy mountains, and encountered that perilous situation on Holy Maiden Peak.

”We cultivate the heart. Of the myriad things in the world, only the heart cannot fool itself.”

Chen Changsheng asked in confusion, ”If I died at another person's hand, could you really convince yourself that it had nothing to do with you?”

Shang Xingzhou looked at him, saying nothing.

Chen Changsheng finished, ”Please personally act. In the final moment, perhaps you might be able to clearly see your own heart. Does Master truly not want to try?”

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