Villain: He humiliated the protagonist's sister, but she fell in love with him.

In a remote mountain forest outside Jiangcheng.

Ye Bufan looked disheveled, but his eyes lit up when he saw the familiar little wooden house in front of him.

They're back! They're finally back!

God knows what he went through on that trip down the mountain!

He doesn't even dare to recall it when he goes to sleep at night!

The city is too dangerous; the mountains are much better!

He knelt on the ground, panting heavily for a long time, then shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Master! Your disciple is back!!!"

A rustling sound came from inside the wooden house, and then a hunched figure slowly walked out.

Zhu Yinrong is 120 years old this year. Her hair is gray and sparse, and her face is covered with wrinkles.

In addition, his cultivation level has been stuck at the peak of the Transformation Realm for decades, and it seems like he doesn't have many years left to live.

Leaning on a dark, black cane, she slowly walked up to Ye Bufan, looked down at his extremely disheveled appearance, and a look of heartache appeared in her cloudy eyes.

"Fan'er, my dear disciple, you have suffered."

Zhu Yinrong took half a step forward, opened her two thin arms, and pulled Ye Bufan into her arms.

"Autumn beans, sack of potatoes!!!"

Ye Bufan was startled when he saw his master's actions.

However, Zhu Yinrong's strength was astonishing, and Ye Bufan was completely immobilized by her grip.

A strong smell of old age mixed with the odor of musty herbs wafted over him, hitting him right in the head.

Ye Bufan's face froze, and he subconsciously shivered, but he still managed to hold back his outburst.

There was no other way; he still needed his master to pass on his unparalleled martial arts skills, so he could only endure it.

He turned his head away slightly, mumbling a reply:

"Master, wait! Please let go of me, I'm a little dirty..."

But Zhu Yinrong's arms showed no sign of loosening; instead, she held on even tighter.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Bufan saw the other person's lips slowly approach him.

Ye Bufan could no longer hold back. He looked at the other person with a terrified expression and wet himself in fear.

God!

What terrible things have I done?!

He couldn't help but think of the fat woman from before, and suddenly struggled, pushing hard with both arms, he bounced out of Zhu Yinrong's arms and staggered backward.

"Master, please don't do this, I'm really scared!!!"

Ye Bufan looked at Zhu Yinrong with a pale face.

I never imagined I would suffer so much down the mountain.

I never expected that the mountain would suffer such a calamity!

Ye Bufan was truly unworthy of his master's kindness!

After being pushed away, Zhu Yinrong stood still, her hunched body swaying slightly, her cloudy eyes fixed on Ye Bufan.

The tenderness on her face slowly faded, and the corners of her mouth turned down slightly, showing some regret.

Unexpectedly, the secret manual she left in the cave did not work.

Ye Bufan couldn't believe he had developed any affection for her at all!

Is this the chosen one?

However, if he is the chosen one, why does he repeatedly suffer setbacks at the foot of the mountain?

Zhu Yinrong decided to stop thinking about all this nonsense.

Since Lin Ba could make Ye Bufan suffer so much, Zhu Yinrong could just as easily make Ye Bufan completely belong to her!

A glint of madness flashed in Zhu Yinrong's eyes, and a rare flush appeared on her wrinkled face. She gave a cold laugh.

"Fan'er, didn't you want to learn unparalleled martial arts? I have a technique here. Once you master it, you won't just be able to defeat one Lin Ba, you could easily take on ten of them."

"Really?"

Ye Bufan countered with a question, sensing that his master's emotions were becoming increasingly strange, which made him somewhat wary.

"It's true, of course, but you might lose some memories."

"Holy crap, isn't this just possession?"

Ye Bufan, who was originally planning to obediently walk over and sit on the futon, paused in his steps and immediately realized what was going on.

No wonder that when he was at the foot of the mountain, every time he wanted to go back, he always had a premonition that he didn't want to go back.

So that's what they were waiting for him!

Damn old man!

Ye Bufan dared not delay, and immediately revealed the aura of the peak of Dark Force, turning around and running down the mountain.

But how could he, at the peak of Dark Force, possibly outrun Zhu Yinrong, at the peak of Transformation Force?

"Run? You think you can outrun me!"

Zhu Yinrong's tone was icy. Her figure blurred, and her hunched body floated away almost touching the ground, moving so fast that Ye Bufan couldn't react at all.

A withered hand gripped his neck, Ye Bufan's face turned bright red, his feet left the ground, and he was lifted back like a chick.

Ye Bufan's pupils were filled with terror as he struggled desperately.

But the gap was too big, and it was completely useless.

Zhu Yinrong covered Ye Bufan's head with her other hand, and a cold aura poured in like a tide.

"My obedient disciple, let your master in. Soon you will belong to me alone."

Zhu Yinrong's voice was soft and melancholic, carrying a sense of triumphant satisfaction.

Ye Bufan felt a strange and enormous consciousness squeeze in from above, crushing his memories.

My mind started racing involuntarily.

At first, the mundane memories of the mountain were alright, gradually making him unable to muster any thoughts of resistance.

Until the painful memories after descending the mountain came flooding back...

A wave of overwhelming humiliation surged up.

Ye Bufan, a chosen one of destiny, when has he ever suffered such humiliation!

That sense of unwillingness made him freeze in place once again.

"Damn it, I haven't gotten my revenge yet, I can't die!"

"Damn Lin Ba, I won't rest until you're dead!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"

He recklessly charged towards the invading consciousness, intending to achieve a desperate one-for-one exchange.

Zhu Yinrong's expression suddenly changed. Everything was going very smoothly at first.

The feeling of being suppressed by her swelled up like a madman, surging back with overwhelming hatred and humiliation, its force exceeding her expectations.

She wanted to get out of Ye Bufan's mind, but it was too late.

"Disciple, have you gone mad? Why can't you just die obediently!"

Zhu Yinrong's voice was filled with panic and resentment.

But Ye Bufan remained silent, only tearing and biting.

The screams of Zhu Yinrong grew weaker and weaker in Ye Bufan's mind until they finally disappeared completely.

Ye Bufan felt a tremendous force surging into his limbs and bones.

His cultivation level rose steadily until he reached the peak of the Transformation Realm before stopping.

After stabilizing his realm, Ye Bufan reopened his eyes and looked mockingly at the withered old body that had completely lost its breath.

He could no longer contain his joy and burst into wild laughter.

"Hahaha, I really am the chosen one!"

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; never underestimate a young person's potential!"

"Lin Ba, you're dead!!!"

"And Ye Mengyao, Su Yuqing, and all those others, I'll show you what cruelty truly means!!!"

Before he could even feel smug for long, the next second...

Ten grenades flew out and rolled to his feet.

"Huh, what's this?"

Ye Bufan subconsciously picked one up and examined it closely...