Chapter 336 (2/2)

While trying to act naturaly he moved back through the corridor. The whole experience in the other world was still bugging him. If that world was made to work as a novel or game, was this one exactly the same?

The most bothersome point in this was the people here. In the beginning, he felt that it was just their upbringing. If he showed them the correct path they would see it and switch their mindset. What if he was wrong? What if these people were just cogs in a large clock and their ways could not be altered.

”Elder Zhuao? There you are, why did you leave? I need you to give me my good sword for my next battle! I'll be facing that lowly bastard Dai Reng, he thinks he can take my spot in the Thunderball Hall!”

During his contemplation, he spaced out slightly, the young master that his persona was tasked to defend was now next to him. He was alone and looked quite annoyed, he could also spot some injuries here and there it was clear that he fought in some of the battles with the other youngsters.

”Your sword young master?”

”Yes, the Jian…”

Before the young master continued he stopped and pulled out a communication jade. Zhang Dong had one of them as well, this one was also lifted from the original Elder.

'To everyone of the White Tiger Clan, Elder Zhuao has betrayed us, all of the slaves have been freed from the lower dungeon…'

It was a mass message to everyone from the clan. It looked like they had found him out a lot sooner than he anticipated.

”Elder Zhuao betrayed us but he is…”

Before Dai Rong could speak out he found his mouth being grasped by the person impersonating Elder Zhuao. Dai Rong started to squirm around while trying to signal for help but before he could he felt an invading force entering his body.

Zhang Dong infused the young master with his superior spiritual energy which made the young man unable to move. He quickly ducked into one of the many side rooms while still holding the youth by his face.

'Damn, they know who I am… should I change into one of those guards…'

He started to panic a bit, changing into the treasury guards was one option but he did not take their clothes. He did not get a good look at them either and impersonating people he did not get a good look at would be problematic.

”I guess you will have to do for now…”

The young master on the other hand would be less suspicious. While everyone was looking for Zhuao, he would temporarily use this youth's appearance and quickly leave. He could also try to overpower the elders that were gathered here.

This was a bit problematic as he could not move fast. He did not have any transportation treasures nor a flying sword that he could even utilize. How many Martial Grandmasters were here was also unknown to him. Then if a Martial Saint appeared he would be doomed.

”Don't worry I won't kill you… but your days as a young master are over…”

Zhang Dong had no pity for this youth. He was already over the age of eighteen. His behavior and character seemed to be cemented. Already people have died due to his actions so there would be no mercy.

Without being able to move, Dai Rong succ.u.mbed to what Zhang Dong had planned. The youth's cultivation level was erased as his dantian was obliterated. This wasn't quite the end as his face was next.

With other techniques that he had read about, he started to change the young master's appearance. Dai Rong was considered a handsome young man but after a minute his facial features were average at best.

Zhang Dong did this as he couldn't have them discovering the young man's body while he was still here. The vocal cords were also damaged so he would not be able to explain himself to his elders. He would be seen as a commoner, nothing more than a mortal. What he could do now was live his life as a servant.

”You won't be able to speak for a few weeks but not like anyone will believe you… Live your life as the thing you hate the most…”

With one last jolt of spiritual energy, he made the young man pass out. When he woke up his life would be over. No one would be able to recognize him, he would probably be reduced to being a slave or a servant. After being the reason for the downfall of the whole Snapping Turtle Clan this would be just the right punishment.

The robes were switched out once more and he let the passed out Dai Rong with some old clothes that had not much worth. For a final touch, he doused the youth with some alcohol. With some luck, the people that found him here would think he was some random drunkard.

”Ah, there you are, Rong'er!”

”Uh...?”

He replied while looking at a certain man that approached him. His appearance looked familiar as it was the spitting image of Dai Rong's face just somewhat aged.

'Oh, brother…'