Chapter 354: Deception

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Qian Renxue looked at the ugly face of Zeng Yi, who was laughing as if he was crying, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Doesn't he know about this?

Qian Renxue found it hard to understand. It had been two years since that woman had arranged a marriage between her disciple and Zeng Yi from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. How could Zeng Yi, as a core disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and one of the parties involved, not know about such an important matter?

Why did they hide it from Zeng Yi and not let him know? Could they have another plan, calculating against Zeng Yi?

Thinking of this, Qian Renxue couldn't help but feel angry. If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was really plotting against Zeng Yi, she wouldn't let them off easily.

"Yes, two years ago, the Martial Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect already arranged a marriage contract, and the contracted parties are you and the Holy Saintess of the Martial Spirit Hall." Qian Renxue spoke in a calm tone, looking at Zeng Yi with a complicated gaze.

"You?" 

This unexpected response left Qian Renxue stunned. Under that mysterious purple veil, her fair and delicate face blushed slightly.

"No, I'm not the Holy Saintess of the Martial Spirit Hall." Qian Renxue answered straightforwardly, afraid that Zeng Yi would misunderstand. However, there was a trace of anticipation in her heart.

If she were the Holy Saintess of the Martial Spirit Hall, if she were the one engaged to him...

This thought, along with that image, appeared in Qian Renxue's mind. For a moment, her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and her mind became dizzy, unable to stop her random thoughts.

However, Zeng Yi did not pay attention to Qian Renxue's reaction. When he heard Qian Renxue say that this matter had been arranged two years ago, he was dumbfounded.

Zeng Yi remembered that at that time, he should not have been forcibly taken in as a disciple by Sword Douluo Chen Xin and joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect yet.

In other words, he was not a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect at that time, but they had already arranged everything.

No wonder Sword Douluo came early back then, eagerly wanting to take him as a disciple, even ignoring the dignity of a Titled Douluo.

Come to think of it, although he had outstanding temperament and outstanding talent, even a Titled Douluo with such powerful strength force him to become his disciple, it still seemed unreasonable.

And then, they arranged for him to go to Shrek Academy, otherwise, he would return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, all to prevent him from knowing about this matter.

So everything had been planned long ago.

"Hehehe"

A self-mocking laughter sounded, bringing Qian Renxue, who was lost in thought, back to her senses. She turned her head and saw Zeng Yi bowing his head, shoulders trembling, his pitiful laughter making him look ridiculous.

"Zeng Yi." looking at Zeng Yi like this, Qian Renxue's eyes showed a hint of pity, even her own heart felt uneasy.

"Hehe"

"Ahahaha--!"

That deep laughter gradually grew louder, more resonant, even wild.

This crazy laughter attracted the attention of everyone from the several Titled Douluo in the sky.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, and many others hiding in the dark, all turned their gaze towards the person laughing hysterically.

"It's Zeng Yi! What happened to him?" In the shadows, Flender saw Zeng Yi and found that his current state was not right, revealing a worried expression on his face.

"Hahaha--"

Zeng Yi laughed madly, tilting his head back, tightly gripping his forehead with his right hand, letting out an unstoppable crazy laughter.

In this laughter, there was anger, self-mockery, and a touch of sadness. Laughing and laughing, tears even flowed from the corners of his eyes.

So everything was a lie!

Although he had joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for a short time, living in the sect for half a year, he had become familiar with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Zeng Yi, who had always been alone, now had a master who cared so much about him. Ning Fengzhi, as the Sect Master, was also very kind to him. Ning Rongrong was also a silly girl he could play with. Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he had made friends with interesting personalities, and he was also considered the respected Senior Brother in the sect.

What worried him the most was his own disciple, Yan Que.

But in the sect, he also made good friends and was no longer alone.

Zeng Yi had always believed that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was the home for himself and his disciples. He regarded the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as his second home, a spiritual place where he could be protected for a lifetime.

But everything was a lie.

After hearing Qian Renxue's words, all of this shattered like a dream.

Not only was it his supposed good brother who had deceived him, but even his own master had also lied to him. The entire sect had deceived him.

Unknowingly, even his fiancée had been arranged.

Zeng Yi had endured this fate of being unable to make decisions for too long.

For no reason, he was brought to this strange world and lost everything he had.

In this unfamiliar-yet-familiar world, he didn't want to be involved in any entanglements. However, behind the scenes, someone had already arranged everything, making him believe that all of this was just a coincidence, that it was fate.

When he snapped out of it, he found that he could no longer escape.

He felt like a puppet controlled by others, even though he knew it, he didn't have the power to resist.

Such a crappy fate!

Qian Renxue looked at the crazed Zeng Yi, feeling a complicated mix of emotions. She could only dumbly stand by his side, not knowing what to say.

In the sky, Yue Guan, the Chrysanthemum Douluo, saw this scene and couldn't help but feel surprised. But soon, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Interesting, truly interesting." Looking at Zeng Yi in such a state, Yue Guan chuckled lightly, then turned his head to look at Chen Xin on the opposite side, his eyes flashing with a hint of mockery.

To be honest, tonight's situation caught him by surprise, but he hadn't anticipated that it would turn out like this. It could even be said to be a huge surprise.

He liked it this way.

Chen Xin remained silent, looking at his disciple below, his expression complex.

Looking at Zeng Yi, Chen Xin regretted not telling him about that matter.

He admitted that at first, they did have calculations and used Zeng Yi, but the moment he saw Zeng Yi's talent in swordsmanship, he had only one thought in his heart – to accept this young man as his disciple and do everything to nurture him.

Regarding Zeng Yi's teachings, although there weren't many, he never held anything back from the questions Zeng Yi raised.

But, he didn't do his best with that matter.

Ultimately, he was thinking for the sake of the sect.

Zeng Yi's laughter gradually subsided, vanishing. He removed his hand from his forehead, and some bloodstains appeared on his cheek, the crimson blood flowing from the wound, making him look desolate.

Blood vessels appeared on his eyeballs, making him look extremely monstrous, but he lacked a lot of expressions, appearing lifeless and void.

Zeng Yi raised his head to look at his Master in the sky, Chen Xin, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Master, is this true?"

Faced with Zeng Yi's question, Chen Xin fell silent. He didn't know how to answer. This topic was extremely heavy.

After a long time, Chen Xin sighed softly and said, "Yes, what they said is correct."

"Heh."

Hearing this answer, Zeng Yi burst into a self-mocking laugh.

At that moment, Qian Renxue noticed that Zeng Yi's eyes had dimmed, becoming empty and devoid of light, as if he had lost all his spirit, like a walking corpse.

"Let's go."

Zeng Yi's voice, hollow and weak, rang in Qian Renxue's ears. She didn't know how to make a decision anymore, looking at Zeng Yi like this, she could only feel an indescribable heartache.

That appearance, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world, helpless, sad, lonely.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Zeng Yi mechanically turned his head, lifting his weary eyelids, and weakly said, "What about it? Weren't you going to take me to the Martial Spirit Hall?"

Qian Renxue felt very uncomfortable. She couldn't accept Zeng Yi's current appearance. Although her goal had been achieved, she couldn't feel any joy.

It would be better if Zeng Yi struggled and resisted. Seeing him like this now felt even worse.

Qian Renxue looked at him and could only sigh softly.

"Then let's go."

Just as the two turned around to leave, a figure blocked their way.

It was Chen Xin.

Chen Xin's speed was fast, which surprised Yue Guan and Gui Mei, both of whom were Rank 95 Titled Douluo. When they realized Chen Xin had disappeared in front of them, they were both startled.

Seeing that the Sword Douluo was blocking their path, Qian Renxue became extremely alert. The Snake Lance Douluo and the Porcupinefish Douluo she had brought with her stood in front of her, guarding against Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

Chen Xin ignored these two Douluo and looked at the person inside, his disciple, Zeng Yi.

"I didn't tell you about this matter, indeed, it's my fault as your master. But you have to believe that no matter what happens, I will always stand by your side. I will forever be your master!"

"Come back with your master."

When Chen Xin said this, he had made his decision.

Even if he broke this engagement, so what? Now he was already a Rank 97 Titled Douluo, and as long as a Rank 99 Limit Douluo didn't appear, he had no fear of anyone. Even if a Rank 99 Limit Douluo did appear, he had the support of the Seven Treasure Glass Tower and was confident in his ability to fight them!

So what if he broke this engagement? Perhaps, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was not yet a match for the Martial Spirit Hall at the moment, but if the Martial Spirit Hall wanted to take down the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, they would have to pay a heavy price.

How to decide, the Pope naturally knew.

He, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, wouldn't hesitate to fight a battle!

The gleam of anticipation in Chen Xin's eyes awaited his disciple's answer, but that sentence made his gaze dim.

"It doesn't matter anymore, whether it's the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect or the Martial Spirit Hall, it's all the same to me."