We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real? - Chapter 343

Chapter 343 Single-handed Suppression

Zhu Yan always has the same dream, dreaming about things that happened two thousand years ago.

…

“Who are you?” Zhu Yan looked at the visitor warily. He was already a six-star contracted beast, an invincible existence. How could someone sneak into his room quietly?

“You can call me Du Ye Shishi.” The visitor smiled gently, “Two days ago, you were ordered by the master to kill a few people in public.”

“So what? Those people used conspiracy and tricks in the competition, violated the rules of the competition, and wanted to kill me. The master was enraged and asked me to kill them. What’s wrong with that? The “Peace Declaration” clearly states that contracted beasts have the right to self-defense. This is self-defense.”

Du Ye Shishi looked at Zhu Yan as if he was looking at an unintelligent monkey: “Self-defense? I didn’t expect the monsters in this world to be so ignorant. As a fellow monster, I feel ashamed for you.”

“You——” Zhu Yan was angered by Du Ye Shishi’s tone.

The High Envoy Du Ye remained calm and continued, “Do you really believe that human lives and demonic beast lives are of equal value? You’ve killed several humans, all in the Fusion Stage, after all.”

“Humans won’t care why you killed. They’ll only see you killed and think you’re an extremely dangerous contracted beast, ready to be eliminated.”

Zhu Yan frowned. “Contracted beasts and humans are friends. Humans wouldn’t treat us this way. Besides, this was the master’s order, and I was simply carrying it out.”

Although the master wasn’t exactly friendly to him, the surrounding contracted beasts were treated similarly, so Zhu Yan didn’t see anything wrong with his treatment.

The High Envoy Du Ye scoffed, “Master? He doesn’t care who gave the order. He just said you were out of control and distanced himself from the matter.”

“Think about it. If humans truly cared about you, why would they sign a master-servant contract instead of an equal one? Why would they build air-raid shelters? Who would they be guarding against? Why would they establish a contracted beast market? Would you treat your friends like merchandise?”

Seeing that Zhu Yan still didn’t believe him, the High Envoy Du Ye didn’t bother arguing with the foolish monkey. He simply explained how to break the master-servant contract and left.

Over the next few days, Zhu Yan’s experiences were all within Du Ye’s expectations.

No one raised the issue of self-defense, as if it were beyond question. His master blamed everything on Zhu Yan, reassuring him that it was a momentary act. Clinging to a last shred of hope, Zhu Yan reluctantly believed him.

However, his master ultimately betrayed Zhu Yan’s trust, personally escorting him to his execution ground.

Zhu Yan then realized that all the talk of friendship and equality was a lie; humans had never considered their contracted beasts equals.

Zhu Yan, disillusioned and completely giving up hope, broke his master-servant contract and wreaked havoc.

Eight contracted beasts surrounded Zhu Yan, intent on eliminating this destabilizing element.

Zhu Yan, in turn, broke his own contracts and shared his experiences, claiming that humans were merely exploiting them.

They ignored him, believing their friendship with their master to be eternal and unwavering, and that they would never betray each other.

Foolish fellows!

On his deathbed, Zhu Yan realized the meaning of the Tribulation Crossing Stage, attained the Tribulation Crossing Stage, and launched a counterattack against both the contracted beasts and the humans.

Zhu Yan became unstoppable, sweeping across the continent, determined to find his hidden master and slay him.

Zhu Yan’s fate had taught humans that master-servant contracts could be broken. Humans no longer trusted their contracted beasts, abandoning them and taking refuge in air-raid shelters.

Zhu Yan watched the abandoned contracted beasts relentlessly searching for their masters, finding them utterly ridiculous.

Humans discarded you like scrap, and you still licked their chins.

After destroying a dozen air-raid shelters, Zhu Yan finally located his master in shelter number 93.

Unsurprisingly, he slew him.

Despite his master’s death, Zhu Yan’s murderous intent persisted, but he didn’t want to kill him directly.

“Humans are hypocritical, demonic beasts are foolish,” he declared.

Just then, the High Envoy of Du Ye reappeared beside Zhu Yan.

Even after breaking through the Tribulation Stage himself, Zhu Yan still couldn’t fathom this man’s level of cultivation.

But Zhu Yan didn’t care.

“The human race treated me as a slave. Now that I’ve become the strongest in the world, I must retaliate by making the human race the enslaved demon beasts.”

“But what about those foolish demon beasts? What are your thoughts?” Zhu Yan turned to ask High Envoy Du Ye.

“My blood, diluted, can make the demon beasts mentally retarded by congenital deficiencies.”

“Very good.”

High Envoy Du Ye spat out a few drops of blood, the terrifying power contained within them making Zhu Yan tremble with fear.

High Envoy Du Ye greatly admired Zhu Yan, believing him to be a promising talent who, with a little training, would become his capable assistant.

“After signing the master-servant contract, humans will gradually die in a state of mental confusion. I will find someone to take charge. You don’t need to remain in this world.”

Zhu Yan, with a frantic expression, rejected High Envoy Du Ye’s offer: “No, I want to watch humanity and demon beasts perish!”

…

Lately, Zhu Yan had been having this dream repeatedly, feeling uneasy and a sense of impending disaster.

“Did my plans get disrupted?” Zhu Yan muttered to himself. Since demon beasts were inherently deficient, it was impossible for them to break through the Tribulation Crossing Stage. He hadn’t considered his own safety.

“It’s been so long, time to see what the outside world is like. I hope all the hypocritical humans are dead.” Zhu Yan would go out for a patrol every hundred years.

Now, only fifty years had passed since his last trip, but he had a feeling something was going to happen, so he left the secret realm early.

Zhu Yan, conceited about being invincible, made no secret of the fluctuations of the Tribulation Stage as he stepped out of the secret realm.

Zhu Yan’s birth was far louder than Xiao Qing’s transformation into a dragon, and the entire Lingxi world was aware of it.

Xiao Qing and Xia Chao instantly understood that this was the Tribulation Stage Zhu Yan recorded in the diary.

No matter how strong Xiao Qing’s body was, or how strong Xia Chao’s recovery was, it was useless against the Tribulation Stage.

The Tribulation Stage would destroy them in the blink of an eye, leaving them no chance of recovery.

The hairs on the backs of people and animals were shuddering, as if an extremely ferocious beast had descended upon the world with bloodthirsty murderous intent.

However, this feeling was fleeting, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.

Because before Zhu Yan could take the second step, he was suppressed by Jiang Li’s palm.

Zhu Yan looked at it in horror as a huge handprint covering the sky descended from the sky, pinning him to the ground with unmatched power, leaving him no chance of turning over.

“Is this the Zhu Yan?” Bai Xueling exclaimed in amazement. This was a demon beast in the Tribulation Crossing Stage that could not be found in Jiuzhou.

It had a red head and white feet, and bared its teeth. However, it was not as ugly as the one depicted in the mural. It seemed that the author of the mural deliberately vilified Zhu Yan.

“Who are you, immortals?” Zhu Yan roared, wanting to resist, but found that he was just like an ordinary monkey. He could not use any of his cultivation, and his body, which he was so proud of, was like a mortal body.

“Jiuzhou World, Human Emperor, Jiang Li.”

(End of this chapter)