Chapter 272 - Chapter 272: Chapter 272 Karma
Chapter 272: Chapter 272 Karma
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
The middle-aged man widened his eyes in shock.
Master Yuan raised his head and spewed blood. His mouth seemed to have turned into a small fountain.
“Master, what… what happened to you?”
The middle-aged man took a few steps back when he saw Master Yuan’s pained expression.
Master Yuan’s sage-like appearance instantly changed.
His entire face became ferocious and scary, and the veins on his arms and forehead were exposed.
His smooth and rosy skin was shrinking and drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The middle-aged man was terrified by the scene in front of him.
Not only did Master Yuan vomit blood, but he was also aging rapidly.
In just a dozen seconds, the previously white-haired and sage-like Master Yuan had transformed into another person.
His body shriveled, and his skin turned into bitter bark.
If not for the fact that his eyes could still move, he would have looked like a dried corpse that had just been dug out of a tomb.
Just as the middle-aged man was about to continue questioning Master Yuan, countless ferocious and terrifying evil ghosts with disheveled hair suddenly appeared before him.
The evil spirits had different forms. Some were missing arms, and some were missing legs.
There were also a few evil spirits without heads.
He was no longer in a hotel room but in a gloomy, depressing, haunted room.
A cold wind blew, and the sound of ghosts crying continued.
“Don’t come over!” the middle-aged man shouted. “Don’t come over!”
“I’m not the one who killed you; it’s my master!!!”
“You guys go find him!!!”
The middle-aged man fell to the ground and rolled back and forth with his arms crossed.
In his line of sight, a ghost infant with sharp teeth clung to and bit his arm.
In the eyes of outsiders, this pair of master and disciple were lunatics.
One of them was kneeling on the ground and vomiting blood, while the other was rolling back and forth.
“Master… Help!”
“I’m surrounded by countless evil ghosts! Please save me! 1 can’t take it anymore!”
Many ghosts with broken limbs and terrifying faces surrounded the middle-aged man like a tide.
Not far away from the middle-aged man, Master Yuan was kneeling on the ground, screaming in pain.
His body was rapidly aging, and his cultivation was rapidly disappearing.
After a while, a large amount of blood gushed out from Master Yuan’s eyes, ears, and nose.
The ground beneath him turned a terrifying pool of red.
The middle-aged man, who had been screaming in pain and rolling back and forth, had stopped struggling.
His eyes widened, and his body curled up into a ball.
His hands were bent into the shape of eagle claws.
“Is this retribution…”
Just as his life was about to disappear, Chen Yu’s figure appeared in Master Yuan’s mind.
Chen Yu wasn’t afraid of the Soul-sucking Bell, and he could also use a simple illusion array to stop him from entering the psychological treatment room.
Now, Master Yuan has finally come to his senses.
It wasn’t that Chen Yu was playing a petty trick on him but that his strength was far above his.
The difference in strength between the two of them was worlds apart.
He caused the resentment and baleful aura of the Soul-sucking Bell to backfire on the master and disciple from a distance.
This definitely couldn’t be done with just tricks.
The three sect masters of the mystic sects couldn’t do it.
What exactly did Chen Yu experience in this era of end to have such a powerful cultivation?
Spiritual energy was scarce in this era. The three sect masters became the leaders of the mystic sects because of the remaining treasures passed down from generation to generation.
Master Yuan, on the other hand, relied on burning, killing, looting, and using all sorts of methods to get to where he was today.
Just what had Chen Yu experienced?
Why was his cultivation higher than his?
Master Yuan forced himself to support his body, raised his head, and roared.
Then, his body fell back heavily, and his body exploded.
“Dr. Chen, what kind of magic are you playing? How did this paper people explode?”
More than ten kilometers away, in the psychological treatment room.
After Zhou Kexin returned from washing the dishes, she saw an unbelievable scene.
Before eating, Chen Yu used scissors to cut out two paper figures.
Then, he found a brush and drew many symbols that she could not understand on the paper figurine.
She assumed that Chen Yu was bored and was just doodling.
Unexpectedly, one of the two paper figures exploded, while the other shrank into a ball without any external intervention.
“Interesting, right?” Chen Yu smiled faintly. “I’ll show you something even more interesting when I have time in the future.”
Knowing Chen Yu was hiding many unknown secrets, Zhou Kexin tactfully didn’t probe further.
She found a tissue to wipe her hands on and sat on the chair to play with her phone.
Chen Yu rolled up the paper and the other paper figurine and threw them into the trash can.
This was the third time Wen Xinghui had caused him trouble.
The first time, he sent someone to burn down his shop.
The second time, he invited a large group of haters to try to discredit him on the Internet.
The third time was even more direct. He invited a wicked demonic cultivator to deal with him.
A cultivator in the middle stage of the Aura Refining Stage wanted to take away the soul of a cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Stage.
Master Yuan was blind, and he jumped into a dead end.
Not long after, Chen Yu received a call from Li Changjun.
“Dr. Chen, a strange case happened there.”
“More than an hour ago, two heretics mysteriously died in a hotel room. Each death was more tragic than the last.”
“One of the middle-aged men seemed to have been crushed by a huge force. His body curled up and died on the floor of the room.”
“The other old man died even more miserably.”
“His body exploded into pieces. The female employees who went in his room fainted on the spot.”
“There’s a way out for sins brought by the heavens,” Chen Yu said with a smile that was not a smile. “But not for the sins they committed. This is the retribution they deserve.”
“Dr. Chen, do you know who killed these two people?” Li Changjun’s heart skipped a beat and asked.
“You already said that they are heretics. Since they are heretics, they must have done many evil things. What’s so strange about retribution?”
“Their deaths were all their own doing. They weren’t murdered,” Li Changjun muttered as if he had understood something.
“Of course,” Chen Yu said with a smile.
“Good people being killed is murdered, bad people dying is karma.”
“Thank you for your reminder, Dr. Chen. I understand.”
Li Changjun hung up the phone and looked at his colleagues in the room.
He took out another phone.
At the same time, just as Chen Yu was about to play his arcade simulator, he heard a girl’s crisp voice from outside the door.
“Is Dr. Chen in?”
“Welcome,” Zhou Kexin said with a smile. “Dr. Chen is in today.”
A young girl walked into the psychological treatment room with a curious expression.
The girl was pleasantly surprised to see Chen Yu sitting behind his computer.
“Dr. Chen, I finally meet you in person!”
“In the past, I only saw you on your livestream. You’re even more handsome in person than online.”
“Haha, you flatter me.”
Chen Yu humbly smiled and gestured for Zhou Kexin to bring a chair for the girl-
The girl seemed very interested in Chen Yu and kept asking about him.
How long has the psychological treatment room been open? Were Chen Yu and Zhou Kexin in a working relationship, or were they a couple?
How was business doing?
The young girl asked many questions, regardless of whether she should ask them or not..