### Chapter 323: Rotten Without Shame
Yun Zhonghe felt like he had been in a very, very long dream.
He saw the Chen family under attack by righteous forces—a blazing fire of war and bloodshed—yet a small group of demon path members managed to escape in the chaos and slipped into the world, hiding somewhere within the vastness of Tianhai City…
He witnessed how the Chen family used despicable tactics to seize control of the Liu family, turning the previously tranquil and harmonious Liu residence into a ravaged wasteland.
He saw the Chen family forcibly taking Liu Yan, defiling her purity and violating her dignity before turning her into a horrifying corpse monarch.
And there was Dong Lang, who risked his own life to save his beloved, only to be ultimately defeated by fate’s harshness, never even getting to see Liu Yan one last time as a cruel d*ath robbed him of life. His body was carelessly discarded in some desolate wilderness to become fodder for wolves…
In countless eons after, a descendant of the Chen family, now whitewashed as righteous, somehow discovered their dark past. Wanting to leave the family, he had to leave his newborn daughter behind, embarking on a quest for power to one day reveal the truth and bring justice to the family. Unfortunately, during his return journey, he accidentally fell into a temporal rift.
Then he even saw a blue-haired venerated figure storm into the Chen family, singlehandedly slaying elders and destroying zombies. However, despite his efforts, in a clash with the formidable corpse monarch, the blue-haired venerated figure suffered severe injuries…
This blow finally brought the Chen family down to the lowest tier of first-class families, their foundations nearly destroyed. The Immortal Alliance quickly consolidated its position as the supreme force in the cultivation realm, establishing bases across regions and enforcing strict oversight. Under such rigorous surveillance, the Chen family could no longer rise; they were forced to operate behind the scenes, barely surviving…
Until now, four young men and women stormed into the Chen family, unveiling hidden conspiracies and sins. Countless wronged souls found peace, and the Chen family’s horrendous history was finally exposed for all to see. In consequence, the Chen family faced its due punishment…
Darkness may seem endless, but no matter how it spreads, there will always be light—there will always be people trying to dispel this darkness that shrouds the world.
The light of righteousness has never faded…
“Uh…”
Yun Zhonghe woke from an endless slumber, feeling as if ages had passed.
His expression was lost, lost in the daze where he saw a drunken face floating on the ceiling, smirking with a hint of a smile at the corners of the mouth.
Was that Xing Bu, his senior?
Confused, Yun Zhonghe thought he must still be dreaming. Why would remnants of a soul bother picking their nose and belching while drunk?
Absolutely lacking any sign of a Dao-Integration Supreme!
And crucially, she didn’t even have a physical form! Was the soul really so determined to be realistic while picking her nose?
Ugh! And just when she was done, she shoved her hand back into her clothes!
Completely baffled, Yun Zhonghe felt nauseated.
“Hmm? Oh oh! Young Friend, you’ve finally woken up…gurgle!”
Xing Bu finally noticed Yun Zhonghe staring wide-eyed at her, grinning unabashedly. Her cheeks flushed from the effects of alcohol as if she were utterly oblivious to her ridiculous behavior, about to reach out and check on him.
With a chuckle, she extended her hand, her face flushed with drink-induced embarrassment. “I was worried sick you’d slept for days. If you hadn’t woken up, who would come pray to me?”
Her hand barely touched his robe when Yun Zhonghe snapped it away in a flash.
Xing Bu: ?
Yun Zhonghe stared at her, unblinking. Xing Bu reached again, and he slapped her hand away once more.
This repeated several times, but Yun Zhonghe continued swatting her hands away mercilessly.
“Waaah!! What are you doing?! I’m only being concerned! How can you be so rough! Treating me like this, my girly heart will break!”
Xing Bu showed an expression so utterly deranged that it was almost comical, crying and sniffling like the goddess of idiocy.
Narrowing his eyes, Yun Zhonghe said without an ounce of pity: “You’ve been dead for over a hundred years, where does a girly heart fit?”
Hearing this, Xing Bu instantly bristled: “How can there not be one? Look at these smooth, tender hands—true jade-like digits! What harm is there in touching them?”
She brandished her palm for inspection. Indeed, her fingers were slender and well-kept, nails smooth and full with a delicate pink hue, like finely crafted artwork beneath translucent skin…
Sharp-tongued and unyieldingly critical, Yun Zhonghe’s words stung: “If you’re so pristine, why do you pick your nose? Old hag, stop pretending to be young.”
Filthy, practically resembling a pig’s trotter, and claiming to have ‘jade hands’?!
Xing Bu immediately teared up, rubbing her eyes as she scolded: “Ah, what’s wrong with you? Why do you always treat others differently? You’re so gentle and kind to other girls, yet you’re so ruthless and harsh to me! Is this heaven’s will?”
Oddly enough, every time Yun Zhonghe met Xing Bu, he had an inexplicable urge to rib her and an utter lack of respect.
It was as if they were natural enemies, akin to bantering friends. Cloud Zhonghe’s instinct was always to snap at her.
Primarily because Xing Bu never displayed the demeanor expected of a Dao-Integration Supreme; she was completely ruined, thoroughly unreliable.
“Maybe Xing Bu Senior can predict why you treat me differently?” Yun Zhonghe smirked.
Xing Bu’s expression became somewhat awkward, like she was concealing something, her eyes flickering as she fumbled. Finally, she waved her hand dismissively, crossing her arms while wearing an unmistakably devious expression. “There’s nothing worth predicting here.”
Yun Zhonghe had long suspected that Xing Bu was holding back, unwilling to reveal her knowledge or dismissing it as ‘heaven’s secrets.’
But fine, if she doesn’t want to say, he won’t force her.
However…
Yun Zhonghe paused briefly, his attention returning to Xing Bu. Despite everything, he decided to show a bit of respect.
“It’s still thanks to your help that I made it through, thank you.”
Yun Zhonghe maintained balance, criticizing when appropriate, and showing gratitude when due.
After all, he had just awoken from a long dream, and in that dream, he again encountered Xing Bu.
Those visions, likely truths buried in history, might never be revisited.
Yet Xing Bu’s sacrifice to cleanse the demon path and ensure the welfare of all living beings did earn his admiration.
So, here, Yun Zhonghe expressed deep gratitude toward Xing Bu.
Not to mention, without Xing Bu’s timely intervention, providing the precious chance for survival, he might have perished in the bl**d Pool, unable to bask in daylight ever again.
This debt, Yun Zhonghe pledged to remember and repay gratefully.
However…
“This is still thanks to your help, and I am truly grateful… Hahaha!!! You’re so serious, Yun Zhonghe! Giggles giggles…”
Xing Bu mocked him, mimicking his earnest speech, her cackling laughter sharp like the honks of geese.
Yun Zhonghe clenched his fists.
What should he do? He wanted to strangle her.
Except she was already dead.
Xing Bu clearly didn’t sense his rage, instead relishing her moment of triumph. She stood victoriously, as if reclaiming all she had ‘suffered’ from Yun Zhonghe.
“Aw~ you’re blushing~”
“Young Friend, you look so cute when you blush~”
She cupped her mouth, laughing wickedly, again mimicking Yun Zhonghe: “This is still thanks to your help, and I am truly grateful… Hahaha!!!”
Repeating her gratitude, she laughed uncontrollably, doubling over until—
“Wait… I was just joking, don’t take it seriously… Waaa!!!”
Yun Zhonghe picked up the Rubik’s Cube, scrambling it, sucking Xing Bu’s soul right back into it.
Then, quickly solving it, he threw Xing Bu’s soul out like a pebble from a slingshot, arching across the air comically.
Yun Zhonghe kept repeating the scramble-solve routine, Xing Bu’s soul bouncing back and forth, feeling like a ball being repeatedly tossed. Eventually, overwhelmed by motion sickness, she cried out:
“I’m sorry! Please stop this! No more!”
No doubt, this was Chaotic Yun Zhonghe at his finest, inventively tormenting Xing Bu with unprecedented efficiency.
Xing Bu, formerly a revered Dao-Integration Supreme, submitted wholeheartedly.
Kneeling on the ground, head bowed low, she acted contrite.
Seeing her, Yun Zhonghe placed a hand on his forehead in resignation: “Senior, at least act like a Dao-Integration Supreme.”
Xing Bu looked up, perplexed: “Why bother? I’ve always been casual. Besides, you’re the only one who can see me. Why fake it?”
Her reputation was already utterly shattered to pieces in Yun Zhonghe’s eyes.
