The Master Sees Barrage Comments - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

[Wait, Shen Yuqing is leaving already? This doesn’t follow the original plot at all.]

[It’s a novel adaptation. A few minor changes are normal. If they copied the original word-for-word, they wouldn’t be allowed to broadcast it.]

[I don’t care. It’s boring once they’re actually together. I love this period of ambiguity and tension.]

[+1 to the person above. I love the push and pull.]

The bullet comments continued to scroll.

I withdrew my gaze and walked out of the house.

The moonlight in the courtyard had dimmed significantly.

Shadows of the surrounding trees swayed rhythmically.

The wind swept several peach blossom petals into my palm.

I tapped the tips of my toes lightly against the ground and leaped onto a branch outside the fence.

My wide robes snapped and fluttered in the wind.

I lowered my eyes.

A thin crack had split open in the distant horizon.

An eerie red light leaked through it.

It enveloped the nearest Peach Blossom Forest.

Ghostly shadows flickered within the woods.

A viscous, crimson liquid surged from the soil, slowly coating the flowers and grass, devouring every living thing in its path before rapidly refining them into its own energy.

It looked like a network of blood vessels spread across the mountainside.

It was flowing; it was alive.

Vaguely, I could see thin, dark hands tearing through the membrane-like outer layer of the liquid. Tall, skeletal, pitch-black monsters crawled out.

The Peach Blossom Forest had awakened again.

I looked at the bullet comments.

[What on earth is that?]

[That’s a bit terrifying. I thought this was a xianxia smut story? Why did it suddenly turn into supernatural horror?]

[Watching this alone at night makes me feel so helpless. Can any novel fans explain what these are? I’m scared there’s going to be a sudden jump-scare close-up.]

[As a novel fan, I’m completely baffled. The original book didn’t mention this at all. Ugh, it’s so bloody and slimy, how disgusting. Bullet comments, protect me!]

[Holy crap, from smut to horror. The screenwriter is really messing with us sweet-romance lovers. You’re something else, writer (Grin) (Thumbs up).]

Hm. It seems these readers don’t know about this thing that suddenly appeared in the sky above Huayue Mountain three years ago either. There are no records of it in the immortal sects.

Does that mean…

The so-called “original plot” is also open to question?

Regardless, for now…

I have to deal with these evil spirits first.

I flipped my wrist, manifesting a porcelain-white Jade Flute. It was warm and cool to the touch, clean and untainted by any impurity.

I lowered my eyes and began to play.

The mountain forest was dark and gloomy as the flute’s melody drifted through the air.

It was as gentle as a light breeze, coaxing one to lower their guard. But as the pitch steadily rose, a hidden, piercing killing intent suddenly broke through its shackles like splitting bamboo.

I snapped my eyes open.

Thousands of sound waves, sharp as swords, surged toward the Peach Blossom Forest, indiscriminately slaughtering every living, writhing, feeding creature.

The wind rustling through the leaves sounded like the cold wailing of ghosts.

My palms felt warm and sticky.

After an unknown amount of time, the wind gradually died down.

The red scar in the sky closed.

The evil spirits in the Peach Blossom Forest were completely annihilated; not a single living thing remained.

The jade-white body of the flute had turned bright red.

I looked down.

My hands were also dripping with blood.

So sleepy.

My eyelids were fighting to stay open.

The bullet comments were still discussing this inexplicable plot development.

Those words were more hypnotic than the sect’s rules.

I didn’t even have the strength to cast a Cleansing Spell. I used a movement technique to return to my bedroom and collapsed onto the bed without even looking up, falling into a heavy sleep.

In my haze, someone pushed open the door and entered. They changed me out of my blood-soaked clothes, fed me medicine, and then took my hand, burying their face in my palm.