The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 467 - 465: Qin Zhao Knew It All

Chapter 467: Chapter 465: Qin Zhao Knew It All

The energy Qing Dai had slammed down could have dispersed Nan Xian’s soul as well, after all, it was merely a residual soul he had split off and was not very strong.

The Eight Diagram protected Nan Xian’s soul so that it could escape.

And after that, the Artifact Spirit of the Eight Diagram fell into a deep sleep.

So, Nan Xian didn’t know if the Artifact Spirit had managed to convey his message to Qin Zhao.

"Forget it, I might as well go back myself."

Nan Xian, with a face full of melancholy, drifted towards the outside of the mountain. However, the wind was strong in the air, and his soul was weak, making it easy for him to be blown away, so Nan Xian could only walk the mountain trails.

Qing Dai tiptoed along behind him.

"Fly slower, wait for me!"

Nan Xian didn’t want to pay her any attention at all, his heart was very irritated.

But Qing Dai, like a little sparrow, chirped incessantly at his ear.

"Nanxian, the handsome guy, we’ve been here before."

"..."

Nan Xian’s expression stiffened for a moment.

"Stop calling me that."

"I’m complimenting you, Priestess said that you have to be sweet-mouthed when you’re away from home to make friends. You’re the first friend I’ve met here, so I’m going to call you that."

"If you hadn’t smashed me to death, we might have become friends."

Nan Xian forced a smile, "But now, you’d better stay away from me."

"I said I would help revive you!"

Qing Dai shamelessly followed him, and the two chatted on and off.

Before long, they were back where they started.

Qing Dai finally noticed a problem, "Nanxian, the handsome guy, could you be directionally challenged?"

"..."

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Seeing Nan Xian’s murderous look, Qing Dai couldn’t help but cover her mouth.

Ah no, this is bad.

"Shut up! I can definitely take you out of here!"

Nan Xian was uncharacteristically cold-faced.

-

Imperial City.

Qin Zhao was packing her baggage, preparing to go to Kunlun Mountain.

The Eight Diagram had left just such a message, and she had no idea where her master was on Kunlun Mountain.

But no matter what, she had to find him.

Chu Yan happened to see her packing when he arrived home.

"Zhaozhao, where are you going?"

"Kunlun Mountain."

Hearing these three words, Chu Yan’s heart skipped a beat.

"What are you doing there?"

"What am I doing there?"

Qin Zhao let out a light chuckle, and when she looked at him, there was no emotion in her eyes.

"You know what’s in your heart."

Although the Eight Diagram hadn’t finished speaking, the fact that her master was on Kunlun Mountain and out of contact must have something to do with Chu Yan.

After that transmission, Qin Zhao didn’t directly confront Chu Yan.

Instead, she observed for a few days in everyday life.

She was almost certain that Chu Yan had regained his memory.

This life’s Chu Yan was a doctor, and he had some of a doctor’s cleanliness habits in life.

The current Chu Yan, however, didn’t have such habits, as he had lived for over a thousand years, and it must be the habits of the past that dominated.

And Qin Zhao was very familiar with the Chu Yan of the past.

"You know everything?"

Seeing her about to leave, Chu Yan reached out and grabbed her.

His cool Phoenix Eyes drooped slightly, suppressing complex emotions at their bottom.

His hand on her wrist seemed to tremble slightly.

"Please don’t go, okay?"

As long as she didn’t leave, he could release Nan Xian.

He could also, apologize to Nan Xian.

Chu Yan looked into her eyes with red, pleading eyes.

He gripped her hand a bit tight, and her fair wrist turned red.

"I didn’t mean to hurt him; I was just afraid you’d find out."

Qin Zhao didn’t speak; her heart was also in turmoil.

Especially when he saw his cautious gaze.

For Qin Zhao, the memory-recovered Chu Yan represented all kinds of karma from her past life, and she couldn’t help but think of those bygone days.

But their interaction in this life made it clear in her heart that she liked him and couldn’t bear to leave him alone.

Still, Qin Zhao removed his hand and managed to leave a sentence, "Let’s talk when I get back."

Chu Yan stood there, stunned.

Waiting for her return...

Would she really come back?

A glint of light ignited in his pitch-black Phoenix Eyes.

It took him a while to react, and he stealthily followed Qin Zhao.

The two of them, one after the other, arrived near Kunlun Mountain.

Qin Zhao knew that Chu Yan was following her, but she didn’t stop him. After all, she didn’t know the exact location of her master or what Chu Yan had done to him.

Now she could only hope that Chu Yan kept his word and had not harmed her master.

Before she could ask Chu Yan, Qin Zhao discovered the location of the Heavenly Pit.

That place had become a pile of ruins.

Next to the ruins, there was a crudely erected grave.

The wooden board read: The Grave of Nan Xian.

Upon seeing these four words, Qin Zhao felt as if her mind exploded with a bang.

Chu Yan, seeing the surroundings of the Heavenly Pit, was also extremely puzzled, not understanding why it had become this way.

The Grave of Nan Xian?

How did this guy die?

He appeared, staring at the grave with a strange look.

"Did you kill him?"

Qin Zhao turned to look at Chu Yan, her eyes filled with an additional chill.

This coldness was so similar to the way she had looked at him in her past life.

Chu Yan couldn’t help but feel a twinge of pain in his heart.

He hurriedly said, "I didn’t! I just locked him up here, preventing him from seeing you."

"What’s with this grave?"

"It’s definitely fake."

Chu Yan stepped forward, frantically removing the gravestone and digging through the dirt.

They saw the body of Nan Xian.

Though it was mangled beyond recognition, they could vaguely make out that it was Nan Xian by his clothing, which Qin Zhao had seen before.

Qin Zhao could hardly imagine the harrowing ordeal Nan Xian had suffered before his death, given how tragically he had died.

She involuntarily collapsed beside the corpse, her complexion deathly pale.

"Master..."

Chu Yan didn’t expect it to really be Nan Xian’s body and mumbled in shock, "Nan Xian’s true form is in the Immortal Realm and isn’t truly dead."

"So that’s how you treated him?"

"It wasn’t me, you must believe me."

Seeing her eyes brimming with tears, Chu Yan grew extremely anxious.

"I never thought of killing him!"

"In the last life, that’s not what you said."

Qin Zhao wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and forcefully pushed Chu Yan away.

"The past life is the past life; so much time has passed, people change—can’t you trust me?"

Chu Yan’s emotions were frantic, and his last words were almost a shout.

"Yes, people change, and you’ve become even more heartlessly ruthless."

Qin Zhao’s gaze towards him was filled with disappointment.

"Even though this isn’t his true form, how could you torment him like this?"

She couldn’t help but laugh at herself, "It’s all my fault, I should never have gotten close to you again."

Qin Zhao wiped away her tears while reburying Nan Xian.

She sniffled, her heart growing heavier, slightly unable to think rationally.

Chu Yan stood beside her, his eyes red, his face ashen.

His hands hung by his side, clenched tightly, as if desperately suppressing some emotion.

Until he saw gravel cut Qin Zhao’s palm.

Chu Yan quickly crouched down, grabbing her hand and blowing off the dust.

"I’ll bury him—don’t move."

But Qin Zhao forcefully pushed him away, her emotions collapsing instantly.

"Don’t touch me! Why did you have to recover your memories? I wanted to live a good life with you; why did you have to recover your memories? And to do something like this!"

Chu Yan didn’t dare let her go, fearing that once he did, he would never find her again.

He held her tightly in his arms, silent.

Even if she hit or bit him, he wouldn’t let go.