My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Lu Zijia, who had searched the director and Ke Chenghai's souls, knew very well that both of them deserved to die.

The dean was unwilling to die just like that, so he used a large number of young lives to extend his life.

As for Ke Chenghai, he did so for the sake of power. He yearned to stand at the peak of the Upper Martial Arts Realm and become the number one person in the Upper Martial Arts Realm. He could do whatever he wanted and no one could go against him.

About a year ago, the dean pretended to give Ke Chenghai an opportunity, and this so-called opportunity was a cultivation technique of the unorthodox.

This unorthodox cultivation technique required the absorption of a large amount of resentment, so Ke Chenghai attacked the people of the academy. Apart from the students, a few teachers also suffered.

However, what Ke Chenghai didn't know was that everything he did was just for the dean in the end.

Apart from needing the vitality of living people to extend his lifespan, the dean also wanted to continue becoming stronger.

So, the dean also cultivated the unorthodox cultivation technique. As long as the time was right, he could transfer all the resentment absorbed by Ke Chenghai to him.

To put it simply, Ke Chenghai was just a temporary vessel chosen by the dean.

As Lu Zijia said this, the Deputy Director's originally furious expression was gradually replaced with one of shock.

"How... How is this possible?"

The Deputy Director's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that Ke Chenghai was such a crazy person.

Even though he had only stayed in the academy for a short period of time these two days, he still remembered that Ke Chenghai left an extremely good impression on him. He didn't seem like a person who would do such a crazy thing at all.

"What's impossible?"

Lu Zijia glanced to the side and saw that Ke Chenghai's ghost had been gnawed until only half its head was left.

"You can't look at anything on the surface. What you have to pay attention to is the human heart. If a person's heart becomes dirty, no matter how clean and perfect it looks, it'll always be dirty. Isn't there a saying 'One might look kind, but his heart is dark'?"

Unfortunately, not many people really understood this principle, because people were often deceived by the surface of things and attracted to them, so they did something irreparable.

The Deputy Director looked at the happy and revengeful smiles on the faces of the dozen or so ghosts and felt that he had suddenly aged a lot.

That's right. How could such a simple logic be blinded by the illusion?

Putting aside his preconceived impression of Ke Chenghai, he could more or less sense something wrong with him.

Unfortunately, because of his preconceived impression, the strangeness he discovered was denied.

Realizing that he had lived for more than 120 years, but was unable to see through the logic that even the young people in front of him could, the Deputy Director couldn't help closing his eyes in pain to hide the strong shame in them.

At this moment, Ke Chenghai's heart-wrenching scream finally stopped.

Ke Chenghai had probably never thought that he, who had destroyed dozens of people's souls, would also suffer the moment of his soul being destroyed one day.

What goes around comes around. One couldn't escape even if you wanted to.

"Thank you, Masters."

After taking revenge, the dozen or so ghosts gradually calmed down from their pleasure. They knelt down gratefully to Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan together.

Lu Zijia put her hands behind her back and pretended to be a Daoist master. "Now that you've taken your revenge, disperse your resentment on your own and prepare to reincarnate!"