Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 829 Zhang Chulan's character has collapsed, He Songling is truly a scoundrel.

"you……"

Zhang Chulan tensed up.

What he fears most now is that someone is coveting Feng Baobao's immortality.

"Behave yourself." He Songling casually tossed out the virginity mark restriction, slapping Zhang Chulan to the ground again. "Zhang Chulan, actually, I've always been quite strange."

"You shameless scoundrel, you never open your heart to anyone, betraying your teammates and using underhanded tactics are commonplace for you, how could you risk your life to protect someone you've only known for two months? She's more important to you than your grandfather, you can't be just after her body, can you?"

Even with Zhang Chulan's thick skin, he couldn't help but widen his eyes upon hearing He Songling's words, his eyes filled with eight words: "What right do you have to slander someone's innocence?"

"Tell me now, or I'll tell everyone!" He Songling threatened Zhang Chulan, pulling out his phone.

A fierce glint flashed in Zhang Chulan's eyes. He had even considered killing Zhao Fangxu, who knew Feng Baobao's secret, let alone this person of unknown origin in front of him.

As a result, Zhang Chulan lost his sight.

It wasn't that his eyes had been gouged out, but rather that his eyelids were closed, as if he had never had eyes at all, and his eyeballs had completely disappeared.

“Young man, you need to be able to keep things to yourself, that’s what makes you a true old hand. Don’t be so secretive, wearing your heart on your sleeve. You don’t have that ability.”

He Songling was lecturing Zhang Huaiyi's grandson with a smile.

"Damn it..." Zhang Chulan's transformation was also completed little by little. Before he truly witnessed the cruelty of Quanxing and even had the "can kill" ban lifted, although he had experienced being kidnapped by Quanxing and recruited by the Feng family, he still lacked understanding of "ruthlessness" and "cruelty".

He suddenly lost his sight, and was first panicked, followed by extreme anger.

Zhang Chulan cursed, "You bastard surnamed Ling, how dare you..."

Zhang Chulan's mouth also disappeared.

Then came the nose, ears, limbs, head, and torso, gradually transforming him into Nezha's initial form at birth—a giant ball of flesh.

Strangely, Zhang Chulan in this state should have lost his five senses and only felt pain and discomfort, but he did not feel anything at all.

He felt as if he were floating, looking at himself from a third-person perspective, turning into a ball, while He Songling next to him was talking to him while holding a cola, which he could hear clearly.

"I've already told you, young man, you need to be able to keep things to yourself." He Songling didn't speak to the meatball, but instead looked up in the direction where Zhang Chulan's soul was floating.

Zhang Chulan wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound at all.

"Have you thought it through? If you have, you can say yes." "Yes!" For now, Zhang Chulan had no choice but to compromise. But the next second, Zhang Chulan realized that he had just said those words. He was standing perfectly fine, with no part of his body missing, not even the chastity mark that had been suppressing him was gone, as if it had all been a dream.

“Then I’ll tell you. Feng Baobao’s existence is very special to me. First, because she carries my grandfather’s last wish. My grandfather entrusted her to take care of me, and Grandpa Xu entrusted me to take care of her. In a way, we depend on each other for survival. Seeing her is like seeing my grandfather.”

Zhang Chulan didn't waste any words and directly stated his reasons: "Secondly, Feng Baobao is a pure-hearted person. She genuinely helped me, so I also want to genuinely help her. I am a dark, despicable, and vile person, so I want to protect someone as pure as Feng Baobao."

"Yeah, confirmed. That jerk Mi San, that toxic masculinity." He Songling clicked his tongue. What era is this? Still using that "I want to protect you" line? This would be a highlight reel of toxic masculinity in 2025. But, it can't be considered a problem, since Feng Baobao, although a true fairy, doesn't fight.

"Now you can let Feng Baobao go, right?" Zhang Chulan asked through gritted teeth. "I can give you anything you want, and I'll even find a way to retrieve the Qi Source Flow from my grandfather's belongings. Just don't do anything to Feng Baobao!"

"I've become the villain." He Songling couldn't help but laugh at Zhang Chulan's behavior. He was one of the few who could turn an old bastard like Zhang Chulan into this state.

"Didn't Feng Baobao lose her memory and always want to know about her background? Now I'm telling you. You should tell her, she'll be very happy. You should thank me."

"Then thank you so much!" Zhang Chulan said through gritted teeth.

"See, don't get so worked up. Do you think I squeezed your body into a ball just for fun?"

If Zhang Zhiwei were here, he would definitely give an affirmative answer, but in Zhang Chulan's eyes, He Songling was already an evil villain who might even be coveting Feng Baobao's immortality, so he asked warily, "Then what exactly is it for?"

"Hey, inside your body, there's that old farmer's skill your grandfather gave to Feng Baobao, and Feng Baobao gave it to you." He Songling pulled out a ball of blue light from his hand and waved it at Zhang Chulan. "Familiar, isn't it?"

"You son of a bitch..." Zhang Chulan was a little defensive again, but fortunately he remembered his previous lesson and stood there glaring at He Songling: "Give it back to me!"

“That’s not right, this doesn’t fit your character.” He Songling rested his chin on his hand. “Shouldn’t you be all smiles, kneeling down and begging me to let you go at the drop of a hat?”

"I'm not a fool!" Zhang Chulan's words were indeed true. He didn't care about saving face; he only cared about achieving his goal, which was very similar to Wugensheng.

But now He Songling is deliberately targeting his lungs, and he's made it clear that even if Zhang Chulan kneels down and kowtows from now until dawn, even if he breaks his own head, he won't soften his heart or show any mercy. So, Zhang Chulan naturally won't be polite to him either.

He Songling felt a little embarrassed for unintentionally ruining Zhang Chulan's character, so he turned the Nascent Soul into a jade pendant and threw it to Zhang Chulan.

"This thing will do you more harm than good, silly boy. Your main soul is weak, while this nascent soul is strong. If you wait another year or two for it to grow, it will be able to take over your mind and control your body. If you really can't bear to part with it, just hang it around your neck. If there's any real danger, just put it in your mouth and chew it, and it will take root in your body again."

"Really?" Zhang Chulan accepted the jade nascent soul, which looked like a jade Buddha and was made by a deity, with some doubt. It even had a rope attached. Where did this kid get all these odds and ends from?

"In addition, when I just molded your body into a ball of flesh, I was actually modifying your body's meridians. From now on, your breathing and qi cultivation efficiency will increase tenfold, and you will be able to use any qi-related methods with ease. This can also be considered as helping you catch up on the gap period."

(End of this chapter)