Chapter 31 - Transmigrated into the world of an NTR novel as the NTR Bastard

Chapter 031: Easy to Wake from a Dream In the spacious gymnasium, the students, regardless of gender, appeared dazed. Zao Tian, a ninth level Qi Cultivator, was undeniably a rare genius. How could he receive an evaluation of "not worth much"? The black-haired youth's school uniform shirt was soaked with cold sweat. He squinted his eyes, concealing the bloodshot veins within. His fingers clenched tightly. Zao Tian kept his head low, but his gaze swept around the room. Each student's astonished expression made him feel as if needles were pricking the back of his head. He caught sight of Su Yingxue, the graceful and aloof girl who had never once looked at him. The one who was looking was... Then Zao Tian saw Luo Qingchuan. Unintentionally, Zao Tian froze for a moment. Luo Qingchuan was actually looking at him. His gaze seemed... perplexed? A sense of inexplicable confusion. Then, Zao Tian saw a hand. It was Lu Wu's hand. The young man in Daoist robes smiled and said, "Perhaps 'not worth much' is too high of a requirement from Breaking Illusions. Don't worry about it, Zao Tian. You are already outstanding enough. If you can break the mystery in your heart, you will reach the pinnacle." Zao Tian grabbed Lu Wu's hand and was pulled up by him. Lu Wu patted his shoulder, his expression gentle, and said, "I believe in you. Don't be discouraged. There will be times when you will break through the wind and waves..." Lu Wu noticed Zao Tian trembling, then struggling as he walked back alone. Zao Tian's forehead throbbed with an indescribable pain. It was so severe that he wanted to use his sword to split open the heavens and grab his brain nerves out, throwing them on the ground. Then, he would use all his strength to stomp them to pieces. Yang Jin helped Zao Tian to a bench against the wall of the gymnasium and smiled, "I also think your future is limitless." "Hmm..." Zao Tian showed a lazy and casual smile to Yang Jin, "Actually, I don't care about my future. It doesn't matter how it turns out." He felt like he was going to vomit. Zao Tian took a sip of mineral water and silently lowered his head. His inner voice involuntarily repeated a sentence. 'Want to...' But beneath the clouds where his inner voice drifted, there was a volcano ready to explode, symbolizing destiny and pride, which were always burning. The aptitude assessment in the gymnasium continued. One after another, students stepped forward, became dazed for a moment, and then more or less regained their strength. The Breaking Illusion Mirror provided brief evaluations. After a few minutes, it was soon Luo Qingchuan's turn. "Close your eyes," Lu Wu said. Luo Qingchuan closed his eyes, and with Lu Wu's support, he slowly approached the Breaking Illusion Mirror. "Relax," Lu Wu smiled and said, "Open your eyes." Su Yingxue's delicate hands were nervously intertwined. Luo Qingchuan was not calm. Damn... Even Zao Tian, the Son of Destiny, was scared silly. This Breaking Illusion Mirror is quite ruthless, huh? Why didn't Zao Tian establish a foundation? The future...it was indeed changing. Starting from the battle at the bar last night, from witnessing the sunrise after 73 lives came to an end... The world was gradually deviating from its predicted future. In front of the Breaking Illusion Mirror, Luo Qingchuan slowly opened his somewhat gloomy eyes. He was stunned. "You are a demon." Lu Wu's once gentle face suddenly became exceedingly ferocious, and he pounced towards Luo Qingchuan like a wild beast! Luo Qingchuan instinctively took a step back but was held by students behind him. "Demon! Kill him!" "This world can't tolerate you." Luo Qingchuan struggled but found that his strength seemed to have disappeared. Countless powerful hands pulled and tore at him. He was being lifted up. It felt as if he was about to be torn to pieces. Rip... Luo Qingchuan heard the sound of flesh being severed, but it wasn't coming from his body. Terrifying knife wounds appeared on the bodies of the students in the gymnasium, and in an instant, their bodies were sliced into multiple pieces. Blood spurted out like fountains, and the faces of these young boys and girls froze in expressions of shock. Thuds...the sound of bodies falling to the ground echoed continuously, and the young boys and girls of the flower-like age collapsed in a distorted manner. White, clean limbs scattered everywhere, and broken fingers fell like beans. The clear wooden floor was covered in a dense pool of blood, flowing beneath Luo Qingchuan's feet. Lu Wu died with his eyes open. Luo Qingchuan gasped for air heavily, furrowing his brows. "It wasn't me." The Accursed Blade didn't manifest at all. "Luo Qingchuan... You, you killed so many people..." Su Yingxue's voice, like silver bells tinged with fear, made Luo Qingchuan turn around. He saw Su Yingxue standing in the pool of blood. Su Yingxue's fair face had turned completely pale, and she gritted her silver teeth, "Look at what you've done." "It wasn't me," Luo Qingchuan said in a calm voice. The teenager smiled slightly and surveyed the broken flesh and blood around him. "It wasn't me," Luo Qingchuan's voice was terrifyingly calm, "And I wouldn't do such a thing." Boom. Black marks, like shattered glass, appeared throughout the entire space. Crackling... As if awakening from a storm. Luo Qingchuan came back to his senses, looking straight at the blurry reflection of himself in the ancient mirror. An illusionary ancient character floated up. "Virtuous." Lu Wu raised an eyebrow, pondered for a moment, and smiled, "Great!" Luo Qingchuan was a bit confused, "What does that mean?" "It means you are a good person," Lu Wu said with a smile, "It admires you." "So, you're giving me a good person card," Luo Qingchuan joked. Laughter filled the room. A girl spoke up, "Luo classmate, you can be my bad person." Su Yingxue's gentle eyes flashed a hint of resentment as she muttered, "He is mine." But it's a pity... Lu Wu looked at Luo Qingchuan and thought that while this young man's character had been praised by the Breaking Illusion Mirror, his talent was lacking, and taking the pill had ruined his foundation. In his future cultivation journey, he would likely encounter numerous obstacles and have a difficult time making progress. He had no hope, the kind of hopelessness that couldn't compare to Zao Tian. Even though Zao Tian was considered "not worth much," he was still young with limited experience and boundless potential. Luo Qingchuan noticed the regret in Lu Wu's eyes and smiled, "Thank you." Then Luo Qingchuan turned around and walked back to the boy's team. Lu Wu smacked his lips. He was a good kid, a clever one at that. That's why it was even more of a pity. Everyone has their own destiny. "The next one, Su Yingxue." Another beautiful female teacher beside Lu Wu called out Su Yingxue's name. She was in charge of the girl's team and looked at the stunningly beautiful girl with recognition, "Come." She was so beautiful that it made the teacher somewhat jealous. Su Yingxue, elegant and graceful, walked over and leaned on the female teacher. She closed her eyes, resembling a beautiful princess. Her pure and defenseless face, as white as jade, was cold and otherworldly, like an immortal banished into the snow, provoking the desire to touch and defile her through various means. The boys were all captivated by her beauty. They say a girl's eyes are the most beautiful, but even when Su Yingxue closed her eyes... they were still extremely beautiful! Luo Qingchuan was truly lucky! High Rongrong, who had been carefully hidden in the corner of the girl's team, sighed softly... she shouldn't have offended her. However, a few seconds after Su Yingxue opened her eyes, her delicate body suddenly trembled. Helplessly, she squatted down, hugging herself, with tears falling one by one. Words appeared in the mirror. "A clear dream in the mortal world is easily awakened, overwhelmed by unrequited love." Su Yingxue's choked sobs were like floating ice flowers, piercing everyone's hearts with their coldness and pain. She seemed to be in despair, isolated from the entire world. Silence. In a daze, Luo Qingchuan walked gently in front of Su Yingxue. The young girl raised her head gently and met the most tender gaze on Earth. Luo Qingchuan bent down to gently tidy up the stray strands of hair on Su Yingxue's face. Su Yingxue smiled through her tears but felt too shy to look directly at Luo Qingchuan. His eyes were too close, and she couldn't see herself clearly, causing her to panic. "I saw you running towards the darkness alone, no matter how much I called, you wouldn't come back, as if you didn't want me anymore..." Su Yingxue whispered. "Don't overthink it." Luo Qingchuan rubbed the girl's jet-black hair. "Breaking Illusions are all fake. I'm not your dream. I am right here."