Zhai Zhu

My grandfather is very eccentric, performing daily rituals of offering incense to himself, standing in front of his own spirit tablet and eating candles.
Villagers are fearful of my grandfather.
I am fearful of him too.
Later, I discovered that what they were afraid of was not my grandfather, but me.
Even grandfather is afraid of me.
...
My name is Chen Shi.
The Chen of honesty, the Shi of sincerity.

Above the Great Dao

Chen Shi repeatedly and tirelessly told the people of the Red Mountain Hall his name, but whether it was several Incense Masters or Red Mountain Lady and Yu Tiancheng, they would note the name of Chen Shi, immediately forget the name, and then ask once more what Chen Shi's name was.


All within the Red Mountain Hall felt a chilling terror.


It was as if a monster dwelled within their minds, one that would erase the name Chen Shi!


No matter when or where, no matter how deeply engrained, the moment it related to the name Chen Shi, it would be expunged!


Chen Shi was also helpless, Black Pot had awoken, but was listlessly apathetic, and he did not know when everyone's current state would subside. Thus, he patiently said, "Hall Master Yu, you can just call me Scholar."


Chapter 153: A True Transmission in One Sentence