Chapter 186: The Mastermind Behind the Sword Conference, Chen Shisan I Won’t Despise You
Chapter 186 – The Mastermind Behind the Sword Conference, Chen Shisan I Won’t Despise You
“Within three months, Huben butchered thirty-eight formidable clans.”
“Wails echoed across the Western Continent, the land buried beneath mountains of corpses. One could say half of Huben’s terrifying prestige was forged from the blood of the Western Continent’s demon races.”
“If I had not stayed Huben’s blade, the variety of demon bloodlines in the Western Continent would have dwindled by at least another twenty percent.”
“If my memory serves, the Xuan Bird clan was slated to be the thirty-ninth exterminated.”
“Your luck is truly profound. You survived the precipice of ruin back then, and you have survived again today.”
Thud!
Tian Xuan dropped to his knees once more.
“Senior’s life-saving grace is a debt the Xuan Bird clan will never dare forget.”
“From this day forth, at Senior’s mere command, the Xuan Bird clan will brave seas of fire and mountains of blades without hesitation!”
Seeing Tian Xuan desperately reaffirm his allegiance, Chen Changsheng smiled and patted his shoulder.
“Resolve is proven through action, not idle words.”
“The destiny of the Xuan Bird clan—and perhaps the entire demon race—now rests in your hands. Do not disappoint me.”
“I have said my piece. The path forward is yours to walk.”
“The wild fruits two miles to the east are exceptionally fresh. Go harvest some for me.”
“As you command!”
Hearing the order, Tian Xuan did not hesitate. He immediately launched himself into the air, dragging his battered physique away.
Watching Tian Xuan’s fading silhouette, Chen Changsheng’s warm expression vanished. He shot a scolding glare at Chen Shisan.
“Look at him, and then look at yourself.”
“He buries the blood feud of his clan’s near-extermination the moment it serves his survival. He is resolute, yet deeply adaptable.”
“It is precisely this kind of person who survives the longest in the cultivation world.”
“With that stubborn mule temper of yours, had you not met me, you would have died without an intact corpse within three days in this ruthless realm.”
In response to the lecture, Chen Shisan maintained a placid expression.
“He is him, and I am me. We walk different Paths.”
“He cannot do what I do, and I cannot stomach his choices. Therefore, I see no need to feel inadequate.”
Chen Changsheng: “…”
You look dull and slow-witted, kid, so why are you so damn hard to manipulate?
Failing to sway Chen Shisan, Chen Changsheng’s mood instantly soured.
At that moment, Chen Shisan spoke again. “Sir, you are the one who helped the Desolate Heavenly Emperor shatter the great formation, aren’t you?”
“I am.”
“Following you these past few days, I have overheard legends of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor from others.”
“They say the Desolate Heavenly Emperor had a mysterious master. Is that you as well?”
“That is also me.”
“Well? Am I not utterly terrifying?”
Chen Changsheng shot Chen Shisan a smug look, thoroughly expecting to see boundless reverence in the boy’s eyes.
However, Chen Shisan’s reaction was an absolute disappointment.
Even after Chen Changsheng revealed such an earth-shattering identity, the boy still wore that same deadpan expression.
“Sir, I know you wish to see me astounded, but I cannot fake such a reaction.”
“My innate talent is trash, yet you still chose me.”
“Since you believe in me, I naturally believe in you.”
“I believe you will impart the greatest methods for me to attain power, and I firmly believe that every task you assign me is meant to forge my strength.”
“Furthermore, even if you are not as formidable as I imagine, I would never despise you.”
“Therefore, you need not repeatedly hint at your own supremacy.”
Chen Changsheng: “…”
Hearing this blunt assessment, Chen Changsheng was struck entirely speechless.
If anyone else had said those words, it would have been a veiled insult. But coming from Chen Shisan, it was an ironclad vow.
No matter how pathetic he might become, this stubborn mule truly would never abandon him, for every word was steeped in absolute sincerity.
The problem was, those words sounded incredibly grating to the ear.
Sincerity truly was the most lethal killing stroke beneath the heavens.
At this thought, the corner of Chen Changsheng’s mouth twitched. He waved his hand dismissively.
“I give you my profound thanks for not despising me. As a reward for your touching loyalty, you can handle the incoming enemies.”
“There are more enemies?”
“Of course. Exterminating the Xuan Bird clan is not a feat some third-rate sect could pull off.”
“We disrupted the Sword Conference. The shadowy figures backing it will naturally come to investigate the mess.”
“When they arrive, do not hesitate. Charge in and strike them down.”
“However, soldiers fight soldiers, and generals fight generals. You only need to deal with the one roughly your own age.”
Hearing the demand, Chen Shisan pondered seriously for a moment before speaking.
“Sir, I feel like you are deliberately digging a pit for me.”
“Correct. I am digging a pit for you. But as long as you remember my every word, you will not fall in.”
“Consider it a trial, to see if my teachings have actually taken root in that thick skull of yours.”
“Understood!”
Chen Shisan agreed without further complaint. He pulled out a piece of white linen and began gently wiping the blade of the True Martial Sword.
……
Crunch!
Biting into the crisp wild fruit while enjoying Tian Xuan’s perfectly gauged shoulder massage, Chen Changsheng felt his previously soured mood undergo a massive improvement.
Whoosh!
Yet, right as he was savoring the tranquility, two streaks of spiritual light pierced the distant horizon, hurtling toward them.
Seeing the approach, Chen Changsheng said indifferently, “Stubborn mule, the enemy is here.”
“I will handle the old one. You sever the young one.”
The moment the words fell, Chen Shisan gripped his hilt and lunged forward.
He might occasionally refuse a request, but once Chen Shisan gave his word, he would follow orders with blind, absolute obedience.
Even if his target was the Desolate Heavenly Emperor himself, Chen Shisan would draw his blade without a second thought.
Swish!
The streaks of light touched down, and the edge of Chen Shisan’s sword was already within five paces of the descending figures.
His previous defeat against that so-called ‘immortal’ was entirely because the engagement distance was too vast.
He categorically refused to make the same mistake twice.
Hum—
Facing the vicious ambush, one of the figures opened his mouth and spat out a miniature cauldron.
The artifact expanded at a terrifying speed, swelling into a massive bronze vessel that smashed brutally toward Chen Shisan.
Chen Shisan clearly saw the enemy’s defensive measure, but he did not alter his trajectory.
Because Chen Changsheng had once told him: Anyone who stores their artifacts in their mouth is a destitute wretch. When you meet one, just beat them senseless.
Clang!
The True Martial Sword cleaved a shallow gouge into the giant cauldron, but the sheer kinetic force of the impact sent Chen Shisan flying backward like a ragdoll.
Pfft!
Crack!
A mist of blood sprayed from his lips as three of his ribs fractured under the pressure.
If the True Martial Sword had not instinctively pulsed with Qi to protect its master, Chen Shisan would have been pulverized into a pile of mangled meat.
Seeing the ambushing boy severely maimed, the owner of the giant cauldron visibly panicked.
“Father, he charged me himself! I just instinctively countered!”
“Worry not. This little brother was merely playing a joke on you.”
“Go inspect his injuries. I must pay my respects to the Senior first.”
Stepping forward, the portly figure approached with a deeply ingratiating smile.
“Qian Fangkong of the Wan Tong Chamber of Commerce respectfully greets the Senior.”
Sweeping him with a casual glance, Chen Changsheng replied indifferently, “I have never heard of any Wan Tong. Introduce yourself.”