Quick Transmigration: The Host is Forced to Love!

94: Chapter 94 The Tragic Young Master’s Nobleman 16Inside Linhua Hall of the Yunxiao Sect, Lu Zhan sat quietly by the window, as if he were removed from the world.

Unlike usual, he was neither Cultivating nor studying ancient sword manuals; he simply held a cup of clear tea in his hand, gazing at the beautiful scenery outside the window.

Sunlight spilled over the rolling mountains, the trees lush and verdant. A breeze blew past, causing the leaves to rustle, and in the distance, the waterfall cascaded down like a silver ribbon.

Yet, even such scenery was destined to fail in capturing any of Lu Zhan’s attention. His gaze was unfocused, and he remained motionless, as if deep in thought.

This state had persisted for several days. Ever since Master Mingyu learned of the rumors in the Human Realm and came personally to seek verification from Lu Zhan, after the two had a brief conversation, Lu Zhan had remained like this.

While recalling the words his Revered Master had spoken that day, and remembering Mo Yun’s sincere and fervent words, Lu Zhan’s heart fell into a dilemma that was difficult to resolve.

He did not care how others viewed him, but he was unwilling to let the Yunxiao Sect and his Revered Master be implicated because of him.

Yet, Mo Yun’s gentle, pitiful face, filled with entreaty, kept appearing repeatedly in his mind, unable to be dismissed, making it impossible for him to harden his heart!

Mo Yun’s identity was inherently hostile to his own, and his lineage was even more sensitive. What was he to do?

Even if he could now rely on his own strength to single-handedly fight his way up to the major Sects with one sword, those unstoppable mouths of the public could still potentially drag the Yunxiao Sect and his Revered Master down from their high positions, causing them to fall from their pedestal.

Perhaps he really was wrong; he should have refused resolutely at the time, completely severing Mo Yun’s hopes.

From then on, he could continue to be that high and mighty, influential Demon Lord, while he himself could settle down in this Linhua Hall to be the Senior Brother of the Yunxiao Sect.

They were originally like two parallel lines that would never intersect; forcibly merging them together would only end in a result where both were injured, and it would also implicate the innocent.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhan sighed helplessly, his heart filled with entanglement and complex emotions.

Lu Zhan sat by the window, gazing for a long time at a certain spot in the scenery outside, his heart tangled like a mess of hemp.

Only after a long time, the long days of contemplation and struggle seemed to have finally found a firm answer deep within his heart.

There was no longer any hesitation or uncertainty in his eyes; in their place was incomparable firmness and determination.

Lu Zhan slowly removed the exquisitely beautiful jade pendant from his waist. Spiritual power surged at his fingertips, and in an instant, dazzling light shone around the jade pendant.

Lu Zhan’s lips moved slightly, as if he were saying something to the jade pendant, yet only he knew the helplessness and struggle behind those words.

A moment later, he stopped his actions, his gaze filled with sorrow, and the jade pendant returned to normal.

Afterward, he did not hang the jade pendant back on his waist but took out a brocade box, placed a Seal on the jade pendant, put it inside, and finally tossed it into an inconspicuous corner of his storage ring.

After everything was done, an unspeakable pain and reluctance surged in Lu Zhan’s heart, but he forcibly suppressed it. His internal Spiritual power flowed slowly, and he began to Cultivate with a calm expression.

Meanwhile, in the inner chamber of the Demon Palace, Mo Yun, who was carefully playing with the jade pendant in his hand, suddenly noticed that the jade pendant began to heat up and emit light.

A look of surprise and joy immediately appeared on Mo Yun’s face, and his eyes sparkled with delight. Could it be that his Senior Brother was sending him a message?

Since those days, Mo Yun had been missing his Senior Brother every moment, his heart restless, wanting to send a message to his Senior Brother several times.

But remembering that his Senior Brother said he needed time to calm down when he left, he was afraid that his actions would make his Senior Brother feel annoyed, so he could only bury this longing deep in his heart.

Now that he received a message from his Senior Brother, Mo Yun’s heart blossomed with joy, and a brilliant smile appeared on his handsome and devilishly charming face.

He mobilized the Spiritual power within his body, gathered it at his fingertips, and then gently touched the jade pendant.

As Spiritual power was continuously injected, the light around the jade pendant became increasingly dazzling, and Lu Zhan’s voice rang out clearly in the silent inner chamber of the Demon Palace.

”Mo Yun, regarding what you said that day, I was too shocked and felt a bit of reluctance at the time, so I neither refused nor agreed.”

”But after these few days of calm thinking, I have already understood, and I will give you my answer now.”

”All along, I have only regarded you as my Junior Brother, pitying your childhood experiences, so I have shown you some extra favor and indulgence.”

”But apart from that, there are no other superfluous feelings. For the good of both you and me, it is not suitable for us to meet again.”

”From now on, just stay in your Demon Realm and be a good Demon Lord. Do not come to the Human Realm again, and do not come to find me. As your Senior Brother, I only wish you well in the future.”

Although these words were conveyed through the jade pendant, Mo Yun still clearly felt his Senior Brother’s firmness and determination.

Listening to his Senior Brother’s words, the smile on Mo Yun’s face gradually froze, replaced by endless pain and despair.

One moment he felt as if he were in the clouds, the next he felt as if he had fallen into Purgatory; this was likely the situation Mo Yun was in now.

His face turned pale as paper, yet he still frantically injected Spiritual power into the jade pendant.

He wanted to send a message to his Senior Brother immediately; he wanted to tell his Senior Brother that he could give up anything, as long as he could stay by his Senior Brother’s side—even if he lost everything, or even became a cripple, he would be willing.

However, the jade pendant, which had been very lively before, was now like a dead object, becoming cold and rigid. No matter how much Spiritual power he injected, there was no reaction.

Mo Yun seemed to realize something, and an unspeakable fear surged in his heart.

He held that jade pendant he used to love so much in a daze, as if he had lost his Soul.

His handsome, devilishly charming face became devoid of color, revealing sorrow and despair. Hot tears fell continuously from his eyes, dripping onto the cold floor.

His Senior Brother had already sealed and cut off the connection between the two jade pendants, as if he had also unilaterally abandoned him. Never before had Mo Yun felt so clearly that his Senior Brother did not want him, did not want him...

Thinking of this, blood surged up uncontrollably, and Mo Yun could not help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood; it was as if beautiful red flowers were blooming on the floor.

”Ha... ha...”

A pitiful laugh came from the silent inner chamber, the laughter filled with self-mockery and despair.

Mo Yun pressed the jade pendant in his hand tightly against his chest, trying to feel that lingering trace of breath that belonged solely to his Senior Brother.

”Senior Brother, Mo Yun knows that you are just angry now; you will not really not want me.”

”We have already had our intimate moments; I belong to you, I am your person! As long as I am obedient, you will definitely come to pick me up, right? Senior Brother.”

In the self-deceiving muttering, it was filled with pleading and expectation, yet it also faintly revealed a shocking eeriness and neuroticism. However, the only response destined for him was endless silence.

In this long silence, Mo Yun’s eyes became increasingly eerily red, and even the Demon markings on his forehead seemed to be flashing with red light.

”Senior Brother, you do not want me to go to the Human Realm, you do not want me to find you. I will listen to your words; I will not go.”

”You also said you only wish for me to be well. Then, if I were to encounter some mishap, would you come to find me? Would you take me back? Would you?”

This voice sounded as if it came from the netherworld, gloomy and oppressive, yet it was as light as a falling feather, almost without a sound, so faint it was barely audible.