Transmigrated into a Heartthrob Novel and Went OOC Chapter 48

 Chapter 48

Zhong Liyue Shui seemed unable to bear it any longer. With a single palm, he shattered the image and turned his gaze towards Fang Chaozhou, his eyes filled with the intention of cleaning up the mess. Fang Chaozhou couldn’t help but tremble, not caring about much else, and once again took cover behind Xue Danrong.

Without daring to show his face, he could only speak up.

“Master, what you saw was just a fragment. If you rewind a bit further, you’ll realize it’s not what it seems. It’s just… just a temporary measure I took to prevent him from causing trouble for me again.”

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Zhong Liyue Shui’s eyes darkened slightly, and then he brushed his sleeve, releasing his control over Song Lianyi. He spoke coldly, “Since that’s the case, you may leave on your own.”

Upon hearing this, Song Lianyi glanced towards Xue Danrong, unsure if Xue Danrong could see him or if he could only see Fang Chaozhou hiding behind Xue Danrong. After a moment, he stood up and bowed to Zhongli Yueshui, “Then, thank you, Lord Zhongli, for your kindness.”

As he walked forward, when he reached the entrance of the main hall, he stopped again. He turned back and looked at Xue Danrong, “Ah, I almost forgot something. Xue Danrong, your senior brother’s illusion technique in the purification chamber this morning was quite impressive.”

Xue Danrong almost turned his head at the words, looking towards Fang Chaozhou behind him. It seemed that he had understood something, and his eyes became extremely dim.

Fang Chaozhou met Xue Danrong’s gaze, forcing a smile, and then resolutely took a few steps back.

Junior Brother Xue looked even scarier like this, even more terrifying than Zhongli Yueshui.

On the side, Hu Xiang witnessed all of this, hiding his astonished expression and quietly walked over to the old emperor. However, he had only taken a few steps when he was hit with a paralysis spell.

Zhongli Yueshui glanced at Hu Xiang and continued walking forward. Seeing him approach, Fang Chaozhou thought Zhongli Yueshui wanted to teach him a lesson, so he instinctively retreated. When he backed up to the dragon bed behind him and had nowhere else to go, he could only obediently call out, “Master.”

In the next instant, he was pushed aside.

With Fang Chaozhou no longer blocking the path to the dragon bed,Zhongli Yueshui’s gaze fell upon the noticeably youthful face of the old emperor. After a moment, he calmly spoke, “Where did you learn the reincarnation technique?”

The old emperor didn’t answer that question and simply turned to look at Fang Chaozhou. “Chaozhou, come to your father.”

Fang Chaozhou was momentarily stunned upon hearing Zhongli Yueshui’s words, but when he heard the old emperor calling for him, he instinctively wanted to go over. However, he was stopped by someone.

Xue Danrong grabbed his arm, his voice cold. “Second junior brother, wait until Master finishes dealing with matters.”

“What matters?” Fang Chaozhou looked at Xue Danrong, his eyes filled with confusion.

Xue Danrong didn’t speak further but held onto Fang Chaozhou’s hand tightly, not allowing him to go towards the dragon bed.

“If you don’t want to say where you learned the reincarnation technique, it doesn’t matter. I’m not particularly interested either. I just need to destroy the demon infant inside you.”

As Zhongli Yueshui’s voice resounded, he raised his hand. Seeing this, Fang Chaozhou couldn’t help but cry out, “Master!”

Zhongli Yueshui didn’t stop, and as soon as he raised his hand, the expression on the old emperor’s face instantly became ferocious. His hands and feet transformed into black vines, swiftly crawling along the bed, attempting to entangle Zhongli Yueshui’s ankles.

However, before they could make contact, the vines were snapped off.

“Ah!” The old emperor let out a scream that seemed almost inhuman.

At the same time, Xue Danrong covered Fang Chaozhou’s eyes with his hand, shielding him from the terrifying scene before him.

“Senior brother, don’t look.”

Fang Chaozhou’s lips trembled, and after a while, he asked, “Will he die?”

No one answered him.

In fact, Fang Chaozhou knew something was strange about the old emperor. No ordinary person would have a face in their forties when they were over eighty. It was clearly abnormal, but he couldn’t help but think of the person as his biological father from the original body. 

Moreover, there was something else peculiar. Whenever he saw the person, he would inexplicably feel a sense of familiarity, even though he was just a transmigrator.

It was strange， he shouldn’t have any feeling of familiarity towards any character in the book.

The wailing didn’t last long, and Fang Chaozhou heard the old emperor calling him again.

“Chaozhou, Chaozhou, come here, Chaozhou!”

Upon hearing this voice, Fang Chaozhou couldn’t help but twitch his toes, but in the next instant, he heard Hu Xiang’s voice, “Don’t go! He’s tricking you! He wants to drain you dry, just like he did with others.”

“Shut up!” The old emperor’s voice instantly became sinister and terrifying. “I’m talking to my imperial son. How dare you interrupt! Get lost!”

Hu Xiang clenched his teeth, his face already pale. “You’re just afraid I’ll expose you. Fine, I’ll tell the truth. I haven’t been drugging Ninth Imperial Uncle these past few days.”

After that, Fang Chaozhou couldn’t hear anything anymore. Someone had sealed off all his senses, even casting a paralyzing spell on him, so he didn’t know what happened afterwards.

When the spell was lifted, the old emperor lying on the bed had aged several decades in an instant. He couldn’t move at all, only his eyeballs could barely rotate. He gasped for breath, his voice weak. “Chao…zhou, let Father see you again.”

Fang Chaozhou glanced at Zhongli Yueshui and saw that he seemed to have no intention of stopping him, so he quickly walked to the side of the dragon bed. He looked at the elderly person lying on the bed and didn’t know what to say for a moment.

The old emperor’s eyeballs slowly turned, and he mustered his strength to speak.

“My child, don’t blame the immortal for this, it’s Father’s greed. Several decades ago, when the immortal chose you to cultivate immortality, I wished I could live as long as you. Then one day, I happened to encounter someone who told me a spell, a spell that could grant eternal youth. But since that day, I would sometimes be clear-headed and sometimes lose consciousness. There are things I didn’t want to do, but when I regained my senses, it was already too late. Thankfully, you’re safe.”

After he finished speaking, his hand by his side moved slightly toward Fang Chaozhou. Fang Chaozhou caught a glimpse of it and immediately reached out to hold it.

“It’s fine this way, but I… I can’t face them… beneath the nine springs…”

Before he could finish his sentence, the old emperor’s head weakly tilted to the side, and a black streak of blood flowed from the corner of his lips.

Then, Zhongli Yueshui’s cold voice resounded.

“The evil technique he practiced is called the reincarnation technique, which allows a person to temporarily maintain their youth and immortality, but it requires continuously absorbing the essence of others. That evil technique has controlled his mind, so now he has become a half-demon and half-monster who survives by absorbing the life essence of people with a blood relation. He called you back because you were likely the last person he could absorb.”

Fang Chaozhou didn’t say anything, he just stared blankly at the elderly person lying on the bed.

Fang Chaozhou was unaware when Zhongli Yueshui left. In the end, Xue Danrong forcefully pulled him up from the ground.

“Senior Brother,” Xue Danrong’s eyes were filled with worry.

Fang Chaozhou lowered his head at the words and after a moment, he spoke, “I’m fine. I’m just… a little sad. Give me another moment, and I’ll be able to adjust my mood.”

That statement was false.

In reality, Fang Chaozhou couldn’t move on for three days. During these three days, he always sat on the white jade stairs in front of the emperor’s bedroom, gazing at the distant red palace walls.

On the day of the old emperor’s burial, as the only surviving imperial prince, Fang Chaozhou had to accompany the coffin to the imperial mausoleum. When they reached the innermost hidden coffin chamber, Hu Xiang couldn’t enter. It was only Fang Chaozhou and the pallbearers who went inside.

Following the ritual, Fang Chaozhou performed all the necessary ceremonies. Finally, when the coffin was closed, he bowed and performed the kneeling ceremony.

After the funeral arrangements were completed, Fang Chaozhou no longer had a reason to stay in the capital. He bid farewell to Hu Xiang. When Hu Xiang learned that he was leaving, his expression showed surprise.

“You’re leaving? Who will inherit the throne then?” Hu Xiang asked.

Without hesitation, Fang Chaozhou replied, “You.”

“Me? Aren’t you supposed to inherit it?” Hu Xiang paused for a moment. “Although the Emperor Grandfather didn’t leave a testament, according to the protocol, the throne should be inherited by you.”

Fang Chaozhou shook his head. “How could I manage a country? Nephew, it’s better for you to take it. I’m going back to the sect soon. Thank you for your hospitality during these days.” With that, he handed over a small box of medicine to Hu Xiang. “These are some pills that can strengthen and invigorate the body. If you finish them and your health doesn’t improve, send me a letter, and I’ll find a way to send more to you.”

Hu Xiang looked at the small box of medicine in Fang Chaozhou’s hand, his long lashes lowered, his eyes filled with complex emotions. After a while, he reached out and took it.

Seeing him accept it, Fang Chaozhou smiled and turned to prepare himself for the punishment. Zhongli Yueshui had been waiting for him, along with Xue Danrong, to return to Tian Shui Sect. He reckoned that he wouldn’t have a good time ahead.

“Wait,” the person behind suddenly spoke up. He called Fang Chaozhou’s name, “Fang Chaozhou, why are you passing the throne to someone who doesn’t even bear the Fang surname?”

Fang Chaozhou’s footsteps abruptly halted. He turned around and looked at Hu Xiang, hesitating as he said, “You… you don’t have the Fang surname?”

Hu Xiang frowned at Fang Chaozhou’s reaction. “You don’t know?”

“I don’t know,” Fang Chaozhou answered firmly. “Aren’t you my nephew?”

Hu Xiang seemed resigned as he spoke, “To be precise, I’m not really your nephew. My surname is Ye, and my mother’s surname is Fang. But I’m just a distant niece of the Emperor. Over these years, the descendants of the Fang family, regardless of age or gender, have all died. I’m the only one left, a sickly ghost with some distant blood relation.”

He paused, and the way he looked at Fang Chaozhou seemed to convey that he was looking at a fool. “I thought you knew a long time ago, but I didn’t expect you…”

Hu Xiang didn’t finish his sentence, but Fang Chaozhou sensed that it probably wasn’t something good.

Fang Chaozhou hummed, “No one told me, so how could I have known?”

Upon hearing Fang Chaozhou’s words, Hu Xiang suddenly laughed. This laughter seemed different from his previous ones. “Alright, now I know. You can go. I hope the next time we meet, I won’t have grown old.”

On the way back to Tian Shui Sect, Fang Chaozhou once again sat in the all-white flying carriage of Zhongli Yueshui. However, this time, he didn’t share the carriage with Xue Danrong but instead sat with Zhongli Yueshui.

Throughout the journey, Fang Chaozhou tried his best to diminish his presence. He didn’t even dare to fall asleep, fearing that he might inadvertently provoke Zhongli Yueshui’s anger. However, he could only hold on for less than a day before drowsiness overwhelmed him, and he fell asleep.

In his dream, someone seemed to be calling his name.

“Fang Chaozhou.”

“Hmm?” Fang Chaozhou mumbled drowsily, and then he felt like something was placed in his hand.

That something felt like wood.

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