Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2647 Mission
"You want to die too?"

Yun Zhongjun stared at Chu Yan kneeling on the ground, his eyes as cold as an ancient ice abyss.

Chu Yan said calmly, "There's nothing I can do either."

"Fine, fine, fine," Yun Zhongjun stared intently at him, then suddenly burst into laughter, "You think you can just die whenever you want?"

"Have you forgotten? I planted a Heart-Connecting Gu in your body since you were a child," Yun Zhongjun gritted his teeth, "Want to die? Not so easy!"

He suddenly waved his hand, and Chu Yan, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly had his pupils contract. He clutched his chest and fell to the ground, his whole body tense.

He gritted his teeth with all his might to keep from groaning in pain.

"You think that just because you're a Heavenly Rank cultivator or an elder, I can't do anything to you?"

Yun Zhongjun coldly stared at Chu Yan, who was curled up on the ground, and said, "I never keep disobedient dogs."

Wu Chanxu became a living dead after losing his original physical body, and the Heart-Connecting Gu in his body failed to function, which gave him the opportunity to commit suicide.

Yun Zhongjun would never allow a second disciple to threaten him with suicide.

"Have you forgotten what it's like inside because you haven't been to the torture chamber in so long?"

"If you dare to disobey my orders, then you will spend a month in the torture chamber and relive the feeling of being worse than dead."

Chu Yan's body was curled up in excruciating pain. He convulsed and raised his head, forcing a smile onto his distorted face.

“Master, as you said, I am already a Heavenly Rank cultivator.”

Compared to the suffering that Zen disciples must endure to become Heavenly Realm cultivators, what were the tortures in the Punishment Hall compared to him?

Those tortures might be effective on ordinary disciples, but they were useless to those who had already waded through hell.

Now that things have come to this, would they still be afraid of pain?
"Master, are you afraid of the tortures in the torture chamber?"

Chu Yan knew very well that Yun Zhongjun had undergone multiple skin replacements due to severe burns, and was no longer afraid of any torture.

Yun Zhongjun stared at the man on the ground with a gloomy look in his eyes. He understood what Chu Yan meant.

"why?"

"You were born a member of the Zen monastery, and you will die a ghost of the Zen monastery."

Once you step into hell, there is no turning back.

Yun Zhongjun had always been clear that Chu Yan was the same kind of person as him, so he was never afraid that Chu Yan would betray him.

Just as he could not return to Mu Rongyin's side, so too could Chu Yan.

"Do you think that even if I let you go now, you'd stay by her side?"

Chu Yan chuckled, crouching on the ground. "No."

“Master, I have never had such a presumptuous thought.”

His hands are stained with the blood of too many innocent people. He imprisoned her for seven years as an accomplice. He was born a lackey of the Zen monastery.

So even if he is released, he will come back.

This is the only place he can stay.

“Master, I know I can’t escape,” Chu Yan said, blood already flowing from his seven orifices, struggling to lift his head from the ground. “But this time, please forgive me for not obeying.”

“Even if I don’t die inside the monastery, as long as you let me out to carry out a mission, I will always have a chance to end my own life.”

“Master, even if I am reduced to ashes, I will not help you kill her.”

"Bastard!"

Yun Zhongjun was furious. "Then I'll make you vanish into thin air right now!"

Intense fluctuations of true energy surged within the secret chamber, and Chu Yan closed his eyes.

However, the fatal blow did not come the next moment.

A black feather gently landed on the tip of his nose.

Chu Yan opened his eyes in astonishment, looking at Chunyu Ye, who had spread his wings and was blocking his way. "Ghost Hua Jun?"

"What are you doing here?" Yun Zhongjun squinted at Chunyu Ye, who had suddenly appeared. "I didn't call you."

"Do you want to die too?"

Chunyu Ye shook his wing, which had a large hole in it, and thick black mud mixed with blood dripped onto the ground, but he seemed not to feel it. "The commotion underground was too great, so I came down to take a look."

"This has nothing to do with you."

“How can it be irrelevant?” Chunyu Ye smiled. “This was my task.”

"The person who was originally supposed to complete this mission with me is dead, so I should take over the entire mission."

Yun Zhongjun stared at him with a gloomy expression. "It's been a year, and you've never completed this task."

"Now that things have come to this, do you think I'll still believe you?"

If Chunyu Ye couldn't kill Ying Baoyue even when he took her away alone before, it would be a miracle if he believed that Chunyu Ye could kill Ying Baoyue.

"But now, besides me, who else can help you complete this task?"

"Father."

Chunyu Ye spoke with a smile.

Upon hearing this address, Chu Yan, who was lying on the ground, stiffened.

This was the first time he had heard Chunyu Ye call Yunzhongjun "father".

Yun Zhongjun seemed equally taken aback, and his aura suddenly turned icy. "Don't call me that."

“Alright, I understand,” Chunyu Ye shrugged, knelt down in front of Chu Yan, and shielded him behind him. “No matter how much you pressure Elder Chu, it will only reduce the number of Heaven-rank cultivators in the Zen Temple by one.”

"Why not keep him in the Zen temple? He can still help you with some things."

“Leading troops into battle is something I’m better at,” Chunyu Ye said calmly. “Killing people is also something I’m better at.”

Yun Zhongjun looked at him expressionlessly, "You're being kind by not giving her the Western Rong's troops."

“She and I can’t stand on the same side,” Chunyu Ye laughed. “Isn’t the Grand Preceptor the one who knows this best?”

“If you are really worried, you can plant an assassin by my side,” Chunyu Ye said. “My life is in your hands. If you find that I have any intention of rebelling, just kill me.”

“I’m not worried that you will rebel,” Yun Zhongjun said calmly, “I’m just worried that you won’t be able to do it when the crucial moment comes.”

"So I had you plant an assassin by my side. When the time comes, I can just have the other side do the work for me, right?" Chunyu Ye said nonchalantly.

Chu Yan stared at his retreating figure in disbelief.

“That’s a good idea,” Yun Zhongjun said, narrowing his eyes. “All you have to do is corner that woman.”

He will then arrange for someone to take action.

The only person in the Zen temple who actually did this from beginning to end was Chunyu Ye.

“However, your current opponent is not Ying Baoyue,” Yun Zhongjun said calmly. “Now that you have gained the favor of the White Dog God, your opponent is the Azure Dragon God.”

“Isn’t he already trapped?” Chunyu Ye glanced at Yun Zhongjun. “There’s nothing I need to do for the time being.”

What? Li Ji is trapped?

Upon hearing this, Chu Yan, who was lying on the ground, slightly contracted his pupils.

Yun Zhongjun frowned slightly, seemingly displeased with Chunyu Ye's unrestrained speech.

“I will consider your proposal,” he said calmly. “Come to the Hall of Punishment at three-quarters past midnight, and I will tell you the answer.”

"Don't forget your mission."

He gave Chu Yan and Chunyu Ye on the ground a meaningful look, then strode away.

Only after Yun Zhongjun's aura completely disappeared did Chu Yan struggle to sit up from the ground.

"what did you just say?"

He clutched his chest and looked at Chunyu Ye, who was meditating to the side. "Is Lord Zhaohua trapped?"