SWNOVELXO Chapter 68
Chapter 68: What Kind of Person
Unable to fight back and unable to escape, the White-Clothed Elder stood awkwardly in place and secretly transmitted, “Old Black, are you awake?”
The Black-Clothed Elder squinted his eyes and replied irritably, “What does it matter whether I’m awake or not? I must say, Old White, you’re usually composed in your actions. Why are you cursing at him and making threats now?”
The White-Clothed Elder sighed internally and said, “Sigh, isn’t this about my disturbed state of mind? I thought that with a spatial passage, we would surely escape, so I let my frustration out by cursing him. But now, what should we do? Old Black, do you think there’s any room for negotiation if I act humble after being arrogant?”
The Black-Clothed Elder decisively answered, “You’re asking me? I detest those who switch between arrogance and humility. I kill one when I see one.”
The White-Clothed Elder: “…”
“Uncle Black, Uncle White, quickly think of a way! I don’t want to fall into his hands.” The Saintess Mu Wan transmitted.
“Your Highness, the only course of action is for you to abide by the wager; then there will be room for negotiation,” the White-Clothed Elder transmitted reluctantly.
“I have no issues; I’m willing to lose as per our wager. But the stakes involve Zhu Shixiong’s… that, I’m afraid he won’t agree to it,” Mu Wan replied.
“The Saint Son is currently in a state of near-collapse, essentially mad. He likely feels no shame or pain; I ask you, Saintess, to make a decisive choice.” Old Black provided a small suggestion.
“Is that so? To be honest, Zhu Shixiong has wasted too much time on women over the years; as a fellow disciple, I feel pity watching him fall deeper. I’ve long intended to help him out of his suffering—what do you think?”
“A great act of kindness,” both the Black and White Elders transmitted simultaneously.
In the next moment, the knife fell swiftly, cutting with precision.
Indeed, Zhu Ji’s eyes were vacant, his body twitching, showing no additional reaction whatsoever.
“Eh, why are Zhu Shixiong’s tears bloody?”
“Must be due to feelings of gratitude.”
At this point, both Black and White Elders felt a tingling sensation on their scalps; they couldn’t continue the ruse.
But what could they do? They had to find some grand and noble reason to convince themselves of their actions.
“Hahahaha.”
Seeing this situation, the Long Family members were quite amused.
The mighty Saint Son had actually had his lifeline severed by his fellow Saintess—a tale that would bring ridicule to the world for centuries.
“I’ve honored the wager, so you should let us go now!”
Mu Wan, full of shame and anger, lowered her head and dared not meet Chen Ansheng’s gaze.
“The three useless ones can leave, but you cannot.” Chen Ansheng said casually.
Hearing the term “useless,” both elders felt their blood boil, but a wise man doesn’t suffer immediate losses, so they had no choice but to endure, pretending not to hear.
“W-what do you mean?” Mu Wan felt a sinking feeling in her heart, startled and anxious.
“Literal meaning.” Chen Ansheng smiled slightly, then turned to the Long Family’s experts and instructed, “Do as I say.”
“Yes!”
Several Long Family high-ranking members rushed out, forcing the White-Clothed Elder back.
The two elders could only watch helplessly as Mu Wan was taken away.
“Are you not grateful and leaving?” a Long Family elder reprimanded the White-Clothed Elder.
The White-Clothed Elder felt his heart clutch in anger, but with the situation forced upon him, he had no choice but to bow towards Chen Ansheng’s back, “Thank you, Young Master, for your mercy.”
This time, they had thoroughly humiliated the higher-ups of the Northern Ancient Holy Land, leaving the Long Family members feeling quite delighted, with even the younger generation yelling and cursing for the White-Clothed Elder and his companions to leave.
Under normal circumstances, just the opponent’s celestial might could have rendered them breathless; how could they dare act recklessly in front of one as powerful as Chen Ansheng?
They completely rode on Chen Ansheng’s coattails, feeling exhilarated.
After the White-Clothed Elder and his companions flew away in disarray, a Long Family immortal elder said, “Young Master, you have avenged our grievances splendidly this time. But I suspect that the Northern Ancient Holy Land will not let this rest and will come seeking revenge. Does the Young Master have any countermeasures?”
Chen Ansheng said lightly, “No need to worry; your ancestor has plans.”
At this moment, a young member of the Long Family timidly spoke, “Young Master, why didn’t you kill those three just now? What was your intention?”
“Impudent! Who gave you the right to speak here!” a Long Family elder scolded, though he thought to himself that this kid was really brainless to dare question Chen Ansheng.
Just as the elder was about to punish the young member, Chen Ansheng raised his hand to stop him and replied, “There’s no particular intention; if I killed them, outsiders would surely think it was the Long Family experts capturing and killing them. How would my reputation spread?”
Everyone was taken aback.
“Hahaha, the Young Master is free-spirited and does as he pleases; surely, your state of mind has reached the realm of returning to simplicity and transcendence. It truly earns our admiration!”
With the immortal elder from the Long Family interpreting things this way, the younger generation’s respect for Chen Ansheng grew even higher.
Chen Ansheng, however, muttered internally: It’s nothing like that; I just wanted to show off.
…
A few days later.
According to reports from spies, the Northern Ancient Holy Land remained quiet, with no activity.
Chen Ansheng was having tea with Long Que, who also found it quite strange and asked, “Brother Chen, even if the Northern Ancient Holy Land doesn’t want to recklessly wage war against my Long Family, they must send someone to retrieve their Saintess. Why haven’t they moved?”
Chen Ansheng said, “I suspect that the expert from the Northern Ancient Holy Land who is breaking through to the Immortal Nine realm has not yet succeeded and is at a critical juncture in their breakthrough, which is why they dare not escalate matters.”
Long Que slapped the table and said, “Brother Chen speaks rightly. What should we do next? Should we hold back, or take the opportunity to…”
Chen Ansheng took a sip of tea and slowly said, “I don’t know the depth of the Northern Ancient Holy Land, so how to act is up to you, Brother Long. I will not meddle.”
Chen Ansheng thought to himself that he could take action against the weak, but as for risking a fight, that was best left to them; he would not accompany them.
Long Que understood Chen Ansheng’s meaning, nodding, “Right, right. Brother Chen is a person of transcendence, not fond of conflict. I was too impetuous to ask, please don’t take it to heart.”
Chen Ansheng waved his hand lightly, “No problem. Now that the Northern Ancient Saintess has awakened, I’ll go meet her. Excuse me, Brother Long.”
Long Que gestured for him to go ahead, watching Chen Ansheng leave.
As he looked at the departing figure, Long Que suddenly felt a sense of confusion: what kind of person is he, really?
With less than forty years of cultivation, he has already reached the Immortal Five realm!
Such an unparalleled genius is unheard of.
As for his character, it is even harder to fathom.
If one were to say he is humble, he enjoys showing off and being ruthless in front of meager cultivators.
If one were to say he is detached from material desires, he is infatuated with worldly affairs, nearly using up all the antidotes meant for the young boy Shaoyan, and now he goes to find the Northern Ancient Saintess…
Despite this, he still gives a vibe of being an unapproachable expert.
“Perhaps this is what is known as the ‘True Self Realm,’ something I could never attain.”
Only after Chen Ansheng had completely disappeared did Long Que let out a sigh.