Chapter 4963 — A Wretched Past
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"Because I was..." Qin Chan clearly hesitated and struggled midway through her sentence, but in the end she took a deep breath and gritted her teeth to finish: "I was forced onto by someone."
"What?" Wei Zhao was shocked, staring at Qin Chan in disbelief. After a long while, he asked in a low voice, "Who?"
"Zheng Tianguang." Though Qin Chan kept her head lowered, when she spoke this name, Wei Zhao could clearly feel her gnashing her teeth. This hatred had seeped completely into her bones—after all, it was this man who had destroyed the beautiful life she could have had, forcing her to sink ever deeper until she became what she was now.
"Who is Zheng Tianguang?" Wei Zhao asked with a frown.
"He is a second-generation cultivator in the academy, the son of the academy's second-ranked alchemist, Zheng Dongyang. He used to often mix with Bao Zuoliang and the others—they count as the same crowd." Qin Chan's tone suddenly became unprecedentedly calm, as if she were a bystander recounting it flatly: "From the very first day I came to Chenxing Academy, he had his eye on me. After I refused him three times in a row, he flew into a rage and drugged me, committing that wicked deed."
Wei Zhao said nothing, but he vaguely felt a sense of déjà vu about the name Zheng Dongyang. Though he should never have heard it or seen it before, it felt as though it was somehow connected to someone he had come into contact with.
"I had no background here, no backing. Afterward I didn't know how to resist, much less how to take revenge, so I could only seek death—but several times I was rescued. In the end, I gradually grew numb," Qin Chan said flatly.
"And after that?" Wei Zhao asked.
"Heh heh. After that, I became his plaything, trading my body for the cultivation resources in his hands." Qin Chan's state of mind at this point was truly frightening—she could even smile while speaking of such things, her expression unfathomable. "Later, Zheng Tianguang went to the Profound-rank Sea Region, and I was targeted by several other second-generation cultivators. Since I had no strength to resist, I simply let myself go and used my beauty to play one man against another, trading it for cultivation resources."
Wei Zhao was stunned at her words. He did not know how to judge Qin Chan's choice. To say she did not respect herself would be too callous—yet he could not say she was right either. He could only remain silent.
Qin Chan saw Wei Zhao's expression and shook her head with a bitter smile. "I'm already like this anyway. There was no other way to survive. I actually don't want to live, but I want to do something for Ah Hai before I die—even if it's only saving a few pills and asking someone to bring them to him, it can slightly make up for my guilt. Otherwise, I could not die in peace."
Having said all this, Qin Chan fell silent once more. Wei Zhao looked at her present state—grief greater than the death of the heart—and felt a sigh of emotion rise in him. Though he did not approve of her choices, it was not her fault that she had become what she was. In a place like the Eastern Continent Academy, where the strong preyed on the weak, without powerful backing and deep connections, survival was indeed truly difficult.
By comparison, Wang Xinyan, Huang Xiaotao, and Huo Yudie were far luckier than she was. Setting other things aside, at the very least they all had a strong and protective master!
Whether it was the Divine Nun of the Eastern Sea or Liu Ziqi, in their respective academies they were high-ranking figures among the top three. With their tireless protection, even the most powerful second-generation cultivators dared not touch a single hair on those girls. Take Bao Zuoliang—even though he was the son of the Morning Star City Lord, he had never dared to lay a hand on Wang Xinyan, unless he was prepared to die at the hands of the Divine Nun of the Eastern Sea.