The God of Cataka

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Please note that the god of calamity is the controller of catastrophe. The law and redemption, grace and damnation, are all in one hand. It was already like clenching and cracking a palm for him.

Chaos and discipline are his skills.

Don't try to provoke it!

It can bring anywhere in a snap of a finger.

And Shen Zhu inherited the award.

Bringing trouble to him was the same as giving him snacks.

That was what happened when Jialin tried to burn Shen Zhu with the fire element in his possession.

First, Shen Zhu also had the fire element.

Second, although both fire, the level of fire temperature also varies. Some can burn paper, some can burn iron.

Increasing the temperature of the fire element that Shen Zhu possessed could even burn souls.

Trying to burn it, isn't it the same as pouring water into the ocean?

No effect at all!

At the end of the explosion, all eyes were stunned. Struggled in a confused silence.

Jialin slumped with a trembling body, hanging limply on Shen Zhu's chest. Both of his hands clasped the young man's hanfu as he sucked his face into Shen Zhu's chest. His shoulders shook while he sobbed.

Shen Zhu froze with both hands still folded behind his body. He pulled his head back, moving his face a little. His gaze was fixed on Jialin. Next to his eyebrows raised high. Slightly cringing or grimacing. Maybe both.

People blinked and frowned. Not sure what he saw.

Tiao stuttered with his eyes and mouth rounded while his body was still stranded on the ground in a half-sitting position half-spaned, looking up with both elbows supporting his back.

Tianba stared at the scene nanar from the middle of the crowd, past everyone's shoulders. Trapped in a confusing lara. Lamenting the awkward bitterness that lingered around his neck, swallowing the mysterious distress that pierced his chest, lamenting the magical despair left behind his back.

Only once did Tianba see Jialin so fragile. Only once did he see the most stoic girl he had ever known surrender so resignedly, writhing in the chest of an enemy.

Bitterness ambushed Tianba.

Suddenly, he felt his world was being turned upside down.

But he doesn't even know why he's so miserable. It feels like dying!

His entire body trembled in rage. His armor felt burdening his shoulders. His feet were as soft as paper. Head throbbing.

Jialin sucked her face deeper into Shen Zhu's chest, "Why?" sobbing. "Why did you do it?"

Shen Zhu gulped and stuttered.

"I know besides Uncle Yu, my family has never been kind to you" Jialin sighed softly. "I've always hated you. I always bother you. And I have to lose my mother forever? Is this appropriate?"

The elders simultaneously bowed. Some exchanged looks with anxiety.

"I return hatred with hatred" Shen Zhu said sarcastically. His jaw tightened as he spoke. His sharp hissing sound pierced the heart. "You hate me, I repay you with hatred. Every bullying you've ever done to me, I've taken into account and I'm going to get back one by one. Everything will come in time. You just have to wait for him!" his whispers are threatening.

The elders gasped at his words. Although it was only a whisper, Shen Zhu's sharp tone clarified his intonation until it was heard by everyone.

"But your mother," Shen Zhu added. "Not only did he design a murder for me, he even pawned the laws of the heavens to make it difficult for me. And I made it up to the laws of the heavens!"

Jialin was instantly silent. Stuttering and blanching. Planning murder? he thought unsure. Pawn the laws of the heavens?

He suddenly flinched and pulled his face away from Shen Zhu's chest, then looked up at the young man's face with rounded eyes and mouth. Both of his hands were still gripping the chest of the young man's hanfu. "Imust be!" his fists stammered. His eyelids are shaking. His eyes move uneasily. "My mom never liked you. But not to kill you. You're just a rancid boy in his eyes!"

"Then she's a witch in my eyes!" sergeant Shen Zhu pitched ketus.

"You—" Jialin stuttered.

Shen Zhu clenched his mouth with a stern look. His brows clutched showing dislike.

Jialin felt a little astonished at the change. But at once horrified. "Are you really Liu Shen Zhu?" tanyanya.

"You think?" Shen Zhu asked back with an increasingly tighter expression.

He's completely different! inner Jialin. He looked into Shen Zhu's eyes.

The young man stared back at him with a dominant look that could make all the women bow down.

He had never raised his face all this time, Jialin thought. He never really looked at me. And vice versa.

"Are you able to stand up?" The ketus question Shen Zhu yanked Jialin. The young man's eyes rolled down, into his chest.

It was at that moment that Jialin realized both of her hands were still gripping onto Shen Zhu's clothes while everyone was staring at them.

Jialin pulled his hand quickly and bowed. He could feel blood streaming down his face and burning it. Jialin kalang, of course. Then turned around and ran away while smothering his mouth with his fingers.

All eyes were rolling following his movements.

Jialin could feel their gazes burning on his back as he ran away from the crowd, and felt himself like a naughty woman caught seducing people's husbands and being run over by his wife.

Jialin hoped that the earth would split and swallow it right now. More hoping for the earth to split apart and swallow everyone in the Bao Sect except her.

He has never felt this shy in his life.

Tianba blinked and gulped, looking at Jialin's back with a wounded expression. Then bowed and hung. He clenched his hands on his sides and sighed deeply, then glanced towards Shen Zhu while tightening his jaws.

Shen Zhu turned around and bowed over Tiao's head as he extended his hand towards the young man. "Sister! You okay?"

Tiao blinked and shook his head. "I'm fine!" he quickly replied, then greeted Shen Zhu's helping hand and sighed up his body.

Bao Yu turned into the dormitory followed by her students. Shen Zhu tailed behind them, leading Tiao into the dormitory, which automatically made the crowd start to fade away.

Tianba had already disappeared from his place without a single one noticing it, both when he was still in the crowd, until it disappeared out of nowhere.

Meanwhile, Jialin had already reached the entrance of his magnificent family residence, running past all the guards and ignoring his father who was also ignoring him, ignoring everyone. His shoe heel tapped on the floor and blazed along the corridor in a large room with a towering high dome.

Without reducing his pace, Jialin slipped into his room, closed the door and threw his body onto the bed. Then hugged himself.

How humiliating! his mind cursed itself.

This can't happen, he thought. Not on me. Not to Bao Jialin. After all I am the daughter of a sect master.

I must be crazy! lament in the heart.

This is the craziest thing I've ever felt in my entire life. It was as if a bad woman had taken over my body.