Chapter 10: Come any closer and I'll show you what it means to die!

Chapter 10: If You Come Any Closer, I'll Show You What Death Looks Like!

In the library, Qin Zhe and Yu Shuangshuang silently locked eyes across nearly two bookshelves, the atmosphere thick with tension.

Qin Zhe felt awkward, uncertain whether he should explain himself.

Yu Shuangshuang, on the other hand, was cautious not to provoke anyone—fearing that a rash move might unleash a beastly fury—and decided to remain still and unchanging.

They stared at each other for more than five minutes until Qin Zhe finally gave in.

No way out!

The girl’s eyes were huge!

And they were welling up with tears, as if she could cry at any moment—totally unfair!

After a brief hesitation, Qin Zhe spoke in the softest tone he could muster.

“Classmate, please don’t misunderstand me, I can explain…”

Yu Shuangshuang, fully alert and bracing for an attack, was almost frightened to tears when he suddenly spoke. But seeing he had no intention of lunging, she forced a smile and waved him off.

“No need to explain! We’re all guys… uh, you’re a man, it’s normal to have certain needs. I completely understand!”

Seeing her so “understanding,” Qin Zhe felt less embarrassed.

She’d already provided the perfect excuse—no need for him to explain!

After all, he was a man!

Watching a little movie in secret was nothing to be ashamed of.

He slid his phone back into his pocket and casually asked, “What’s your name, classmate?”

“Oh, I’m Yu Shuangshuang, from the Immortal Path Department! Also, I’m in the Student Council’s News Division…”

Yu Shuangshuang instinctively replied but stopped mid-sentence, her gaze flickering nervously.

Qin Zhe’s expression turned interesting.

He thought this matter would pass quietly, but Yu Shuangshuang had just revealed her identity on the spot!

News Division!

Damn it! He nearly got hoodwinked by this little troublemaker!

Qin Zhe wasn’t stupid.

Yu Shuangshuang, from the Immortal Path Department, had a reason to be near the martial arts section in the library.

Given her role in the News Division, she was probably here for him.

No matter what, he was somewhat of a celebrity now—having the news team come to interview him was understandable.

But here’s the problem: journalists always have ulterior motives.

Thinking of how some celebrities in his past life were ruthlessly exposed by reporters, Qin Zhe decisively stepped forward.

“Shuangshuang, I think we need to have a serious talk.”

Seeing him approach with a grim expression, Yu Shuangshuang almost wished she could hit herself.

They were getting along fine—why did she have to reveal she was in the News Division?

This was bad—really bad!

She was about to be interviewed and then killed!

Panicking, Yu Shuangshuang had an impulsive thought. Without a word, she drew her sword and held it horizontally to her neck.

“Stop right there! Don’t come any closer! If you do, I’ll show you what dying looks like!”

“…”

Qin Zhe froze, his face contorted with confusion. What did she mean, threatening to die just after exchanging a few words?

Just then, a librarian happened to pass by.

Catching sight of Yu Shuangshuang holding the sword to her neck, the librarian was instantly shocked.

“Hey, calm down! Life only comes once. What’s got you so desperate?”

The librarian glanced at Qin Zhe before continuing.

“Classmate, love can’t be forced. Think about your parents—would giving up your life over a scumbag be worth it?”

Scumbag?

You mean me?

I’d love to be a scumbag! Teacher, can you get your facts straight first?

Qin Zhe looked at the librarian with a helpless, amused expression.

Yu Shuangshuang, relieved by the librarian’s arrival, nearly cried with joy as she quickly lowered her sword.

“Teacher, don’t misunderstand! We were just playing around!”

She even shot Qin Zhe a defiant look, as if saying, “Now that the teacher’s here, dare to make a move?”

“Playing around?”

The librarian was dumbfounded.

Yu Shuangshuang’s earlier stance was anything but playful.

Every move was so precise that even the slightest pressure would have slashed her throat—playing around?

Yet she had indeed lowered her sword, smiling brightly, looking nothing like someone about to commit suicide, even exchanging flirty glances with Qin Zhe.

Young people these days really know how to put on a show.

Speechless, the librarian bent down to pick up the “True Self Sutra” that Qin Zhe had dropped earlier.

“The True Self Sutra?”

Seeing the cover, the librarian looked surprised, scratching his head in puzzlement.

“Wasn’t this book already destroyed? How is it still in the library?”

Qin Zhe was somewhat concerned upon hearing this but quickly dismissed the thought.

He had already decided to seal away the Burning Blood True Self Technique; no need to worry about trivial matters.

Yu Shuangshuang’s eyes widened suspiciously as she stared at Qin Zhe again and again upon hearing the name “True Self Sutra.”

With the librarian’s intervention, Yu Shuangshuang had calmed down and regained her composure.

She quietly tugged Qin Zhe aside and lowered her voice.

“Hey, Qin! You haven’t been practicing the True Self Sutra, have you?”

“So what?”

Qin Zhe gave her a sidelong glance, not wanting to engage.

They say a woman’s heart is unfathomable, and this girl was certainly bizarre!

One moment she was ready to die, the next she was cozying up to him—so much drama.

Clearly sensing his colored gaze, Yu Shuangshuang clicked her tongue and pulled him away.

“If you’re practicing it, you should’ve said so earlier! You scared me half to death just now!”

Speaking quietly, only the two of them could hear.

“The True Self Sutra is known as a heretical martial arts manual. Almost no one can truly control it. A few years ago, a senior from the Martial Arts Department got into serious trouble mastering it. The academy had to make a huge effort to calm things down. After the matter was investigated, the True Self Sutra was destroyed.”

“If it was destroyed, why is it still in the library?”

Qin Zhe frowned, his expression darkening.

He hadn’t thought much when the librarian muttered about it earlier.

But now that Yu Shuangshuang mentioned the chaos caused by someone practicing the True Self Sutra, he couldn’t help but be concerned.

“How should I know? I’m not from the Martial Arts Department! Besides, I hadn’t even enrolled when that senior got into trouble.”

Yu Shuangshuang snapped irritably.

“No wonder you defeated Zhou Wentong. The True Self Sutra has an explosive secret technique that allows a martial artist to surge with immense power temporarily. I think I’ve solved the mystery this time.”

As they spoke, the two left the library.

Taking a deep breath of fresh air outside, Yu Shuangshuang said, “I’ll keep your secret about watching that little movie in the library. Also, since we’re both in the Student Council, I advise you not to use the True Self Sutra too much—just to avoid any strange incidents.”

With that, she abandoned the idea of interviewing him and strode off.

Qin Zhe was glad for the respite. If he had to endure an interview, he wouldn’t even know how to handle it!

Walking back to his dormitory, Qin Zhe pulled out his phone, opened the browser, and searched for “True Self Sutra.”

(End of Chapter)