33: Chapter 33 Why should I, Chen Beixuan, explain my actions throughout my life?

The Xiao Family was annihilated, and the main culprits were brought to justice.

This trial of the century, broadcast live over the internet, was like a magnitude 12 super earthquake, completely shattering the aloof sense of superiority of all the "hidden masters."

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Jiangnan Province, Jianghai City First High School.

The teaching building rooftop.

The afternoon sun was somewhat blinding, baking the concrete floor until it was scorching hot.

Chen Beixuan, a student in Class 7 of Grade 12, suddenly opened his eyes.

In those eyes that were originally dim and lusterless, there now seemed to be galaxies churning backwards and the creation and destruction of the Universe.

A sense of vicissitudes and dominance that did not belong to this era erupted from his slightly thin body.

"Five hundred years..."

He lowered his head to look at his pair of young, fair palms that didn't even have a single callus, and the corners of his mouth uncontrollably curled into a wicked and arrogant sneer.

"I didn't expect that after I, the Immortal Venerable, underwent the Nine Heavens tribulation, only to be devoured by my Heart Demon at the final moment and have my Divine Soul annihilated, I could actually return to my youth on Earth!"

"Hahaha! Heaven has not ended me, Immortal Venerable Beixuan!"

In his past life, it was right here that he was abandoned by his Family, bullied by his classmates, betrayed by the girl he loved, and finally had his legs broken by enemies who threw him off the rooftop, ruining his entire life.

After that, he by chance fell into the Immortal Realm, and it took him a full five hundred years to kill his way from a Mortal to become the Immortal Venerable Beixuan, who shook all the worlds!

Seeking revenge and meting out justice, killing without blinking, his Dao was: those who submit will prosper, and those who resist will perish!

Now, he has returned, carrying the supreme cultivation and memories of an expert in the Undergoing Tribulation stage.

"Those who bullied me, humiliated me, and betrayed me in my past life..."

Chen Beixuan's gaze became incomparably cold and stern, "In this life, I will pay it back a hundredfold! I will make all of you tremble and regret at my feet!"

He was immersed in the joy of his return and the pleasure of revenge.

"Bang!"

The rusty iron door of the rooftop was violently kicked open by someone.

Several rich second-generation kids, wearing custom-made designer school uniforms with their hair dyed in various colors—clearly not the type to study hard—walked in with a slouching, dissolute air.

The leader, who was tall and sturdy with a thick gold chain around his neck, was none other than Zhao Tai, the son of the school board director.

Behind him followed a few lackeys, carrying baseball bats in their hands, surrounding Chen Beixuan with malicious intent.

"Chen Beixuan, you have some nerve, don't you?"

Zhao Tai walked up to Chen Beixuan, pointing his finger at his chest from a high position, his spit almost spraying onto his face.

"A toad lusting after swan meat, why don't you go take a piss and look at your own reflection to see what you are? You dare to write a love letter to the school beauty, Su Wanqing?"

"Today, I'll teach you what it means to be well-matched in social status!"

It was this scene again.

Not a single detail different from the memory of five hundred years ago.

Chen Beixuan remembered that in his past life, it was because of this love letter, which was maliciously exposed by others, that he had his legs broken alive right here by Zhao Tai and his group.

From then on, his life plunged into boundless darkness.

But now...

Looking at this arrogant and domineering face before him, Chen Beixuan smiled.

It was a smile directed at a dead man.

"Noisy."

He just spat out two words indifferently and then lightly waved his hand.

The action was understated, just like shooing away a fly.

An invisible, massive force erupted instantly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Those lackeys carrying baseball bats didn't even have time to react before they were hit head-on as if by a speeding truck.

They screamed as they flew backwards seven or eight meters, smashing heavily into the rooftop railing and walls.

"Crack—"

The crisp sound of ribs snapping in unison was exceptionally harsh on the silent rooftop.

Several people slid to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and instantly passed out.

Zhao Tai's smile froze on his face.

He didn't even see what happened clearly.

He only felt a blur before his eyes, and then his lackeys all flew away?

Is this a movie?

Before his brain, hollowed out by alcohol and women, could figure it out, a cold hand had already gripped his neck.

Zhao Tai's feet left the ground as he was easily lifted into mid-air by Chen Beixuan.

That hand clearly looked like it had no strength, yet it was like an iron pincer, making him unable to struggle even the slightest bit, and a sense of suffocation instantly flooded his brain.

Chen Beixuan carried him, walking step by step to the edge of the rooftop.

Downstairs was a concrete playground dozens of meters below.

Looking down from this angle, the students walking on the ground were as tiny as ants.

"You... what are you doing!"

The fear of death instantly crushed all of Zhao Tai's defenses.

His legs kicked wildly in the air, and his crotch quickly wet through, emitting a foul, pungent odor.

"My dad is Zhao Gang! He is the school board director! If you dare to touch me, he won't let you off!"

"Killing... killing people is against the law! You will be executed!"

Hearing the words "law," the indifference in Chen Beixuan's eyes deepened.

"The law?"

He laughed, his voice full of contempt and mockery.

"That is a shackle created by Mortals to restrain the weak, a rule for ants to comfort themselves."

"On the first day of my, the Immortal Venerable's, Rebirth, you, this stinking bug, are fortunate enough to become the first sacrifice of my return; you should feel honored."

He watched Zhao Tai's face, which had turned purple-red due to oxygen deprivation in his hand, without a flicker of emotion in his eyes.

"In my eyes, killing you is no different from stepping on an ant beside my foot."

Just at this moment.

"Stop!"

"Chen Beixuan! Have you gone crazy! Quickly let go of classmate Zhao Tai!"

From the rooftop entrance came two anxious screams.

The tardy homeroom teacher, Mr. Wang, and the school beauty Su Wanqing, who haunted the dreams of countless boys, were watching this horrifying scene with terrified faces.

Chen Beixuan slowly turned his head.

The sunlight outlined his cold, stern profile, and those eyes that disregarded all living beings swept gently over the two people at the entrance.

He completely ignored the teacher's order and the school beauty's pleading, instead raising his mouth into a cold arc.

He wanted to make these people, to make this world, remember the prestige of Immortal Venerable Beixuan once again!

"I, Chen, do things in my life, why do I need to explain to anyone?"

That classic quote he once uttered when he slaughtered a Sect in the Immortal Realm resonated across the rooftop at this moment.

As soon as he finished speaking.

He let go of his hand.

"Ah—!"

Zhao Tai's shrill scream pierced the sky, his body falling towards the hard concrete ground like a rag.

Chen Beixuan stood with his hands behind his back, head slightly tilted, his expression aloof and arrogant.

He was already prepared to welcome the two people's screams, kowtowing, and awe of his god-like power.

However.

Everything he anticipated did not happen.

There was no heart-wrenching screaming, nor any terrified begging for mercy on their knees.

Not even the sound of Zhao Tai hitting the ground came.

The whole world seemed to have been pressed on the mute button at this moment.

A strange sound, one he had never heard before, abruptly rang out on the rooftop.

"Buzz—buzz—buzz—"

It was the sound of high-speed mechanical friction.

Chen Beixuan frowned slightly.

With his Divine Sense at the Undergoing Tribulation stage, he was capable of covering the entire Earth; no movement could be hidden from him.

But this sound was so unfamiliar, even carrying a hint of... provocation?

He slowly turned around, looking towards the source of the sound.

He saw that in the air not far away, a palm-sized, pitch-black, quad-rotor "strange bird" with a crystal sphere underneath was quietly hovering there.