Chapter 187: Different People and Different Paths

Chu Hengkong loved challenging himself, and Qingye was also interested in ancient techniques, but neither wanted to risk their lives on the Lao Canxin technique, which was 100% lethal. Therefore, the two decided to consult directly with Commander Chongming, the person who had passed down the scroll, and judge the likelihood of success based on his response.

"I'm so envious of Sister Huaisu right now..." Qingye said with a frown, "While we, the Sephiroth 2, are busy trying to figure out how to transform, Sister Huaisu is worried about having too much inheritance."

Ji Huaisu was the member who had the most knowledge at the moment. The last wave of seniors from Jinye City had given her a hundred martial arts skills, and the fusion of 3 (7) dragon tree talismans during her transformation had given her a lot of strength and a lot of spirit. Miss Ji's current headache was sorting through the vast amount of information in her head and finding the parts that were useful to her. So she decided to stay in her room and retreat, coming out when she had sorted it out.

Vander volunteered to stay and help his teammates who were not very smart to organize the information. Chu Hengkong suspected that he was just greedy for the knowledge of the Knight of Discipline.

"Your sister Huaisu has been holding back for 23 years before finding the inheritance. She deserves two days of comfort." Chu Hengkong said, "But what's going on with you? I think you could have reached level 3 by now."

Qing Ye puffed up his cheeks, turned his head and said, "There's no rush! I'm not ready yet..."

What preparations are needed for heart training? Or is the level 3 of the Remnant Heart also a key milestone... This path seems to be a fusion of supremacy and unity. Could it be that the Remnant Heart will have to choose between water, fire, and dust even after reaching Sephiroth Level 3? But Qingye doesn't seem like the type to hesitate at a time like this.

Seeing that Qingye was unwilling to say more, he asked, "The Guangshi family is a famous and prestigious family on Shura Island, right?"

"Of course. The head of our family, Lord Guang Shimingwu, is a dignified 'Martial Lord' of Seismic Point 7!" Qingye looked very pleased with himself.

She certainly had reason to be complacent. A god of Sephiroth 7 was powerful enough to rule an entire nation like Yinglong, the "Lord of the Netherworld." Even in the Outer Dao, he would be a terrifying demon king like Vansalar, the "King of Nightmares." If such a person held the title of patriarch, then the clan he protected would be equivalent to the royal family...

"Then you should be very familiar with the common sense of the Shendong Realm." Chu Hengkong said, "You are only at level 2, how dare you go out alone with a high-level relic?"

Qing Ye shrank his neck and smiled awkwardly: "This is my first time running away from home and I haven't thought it through..."

Chu Hengkong knocked her lightly.

"Okay, I'll be honest. I actually have a reason." Qingye said in a low voice, "First of all, please don't laugh at me."

"Go ahead."

"Actually, I want to put an end to the civil unrest on Shura Island."

This sentence contained so much information that even Chu Hengkong was stunned for a moment: "Shura Island, civil unrest?"

Throughout the world of Shendong, few had not heard of Shura Island. As the birthplace of the Life Master, on par with Longquan Township, it was considered one of the world's most formidable powers, alongside such outlandish strongholds as the Cradle of Oblivion and the Empire of Truth.

If civil unrest occurred on a dust island like this, the news should spread throughout the world in an instant. However, Huilong City has reopened its routes for a long time but not a single word has been heard. This obviously goes against common sense.

"Due to the information blockade implemented by the bigwigs, relevant information has not yet been circulated. But the civil unrest has been going on for a long time..." Qing Ye smiled bitterly, "To be precise, there have been signs since the war."

"Ever since the founding of the Dao by the Canxin Life Master, we Canxins have been the main force in the struggle against the outsiders. Although our actions may seem extreme and our temperaments eccentric to ordinary people, our fundamental alignment has never shifted. However, after the war, the Canxin Life Master left the island for a long time and never returned. Major affairs on Shura Island are now decided by the three Martial Honored Ones."

Qing Ye raised three fingers and asked seriously, "Mr. Chu, do you think warriors like you and me can become wise rulers who rule a country after ascending to Sephiroth 7?"

"My leadership skills are not enough to lead a stormtrooper." Chu Hengkong said.

"That's what the patriarch said, so he didn't want to be the decision-maker either." Qing Ye frowned. "Another martial master tried to govern the island himself, but it wasn't very successful. Another martial master grew tired of the world and retired to seclusion. After several failed attempts, leadership was simply delegated to the 'generals' of Sephiroth 6, allowing each powerful individual to govern their own territory.

As a result, Shura Island has effectively become a coalition of numerous "small nations." Unfortunately, the generals' ambitions diverge, creating friction and deteriorating public security. These conflicts have accumulated to the point in recent years where the generals have even begun to threaten one another. We, the Canxin, possess fame and power, but we use our abilities to engage in internal strife.

Qing Ye smiled bitterly, as if he was even ashamed of his hometown: "When I was at home, I listened to the elders discussing every day which family to help and how to balance other forces... How can the power gained through such hard training be used in places like this!

So I stole the head of the family's sword and fled from Shura Island by boat. In this way..."

Qingye gripped the hilt of the knife tightly and said seriously: "I, Guangshi Qingye, am a genius from a famous family and have a high-level relic with me. Maybe I can meet the Master of the Canxin Fate!"

“…………………………”

The worry he felt when he heard about the current situation on Shura Island, his sympathy for Qingye's resentment, and his curiosity about the reason for his departure—

At this moment, everything turned into the trembling sound of nerve collapse.

Chu Hengkong covered his face with his hands and asked desperately, "And then?"

"Then I can ask Master Canxin to return to the island to take charge of the situation!" Qingye said expectantly, "In this way, we can once again step onto the front lines of the battle against the outsiders, and the problem will be perfectly solved. It hurts!"

Chu Hengkong pressed his fist against the idiot high school girl's head and spun it wildly, causing the latter to scream continuously.

He should have thought of this earlier. No matter how clear his understanding of the situation was, no matter how talented he was in cultivation... this guy was just an idiot on the same level as Fander!

The reason why idiots are idiots is not because of their intelligence or understanding, but because they always solve problems in a way that they think is foolproof but is actually full of loopholes. Just like when Fan De threw away the manual to seek friends, just like when Qing Ye is looking for the Lord of Life to save the country.

Chu Hengkong relaxed the strength of his hands and spoke in an exceptionally gentle manner: "Qingye, according to this idea, you have a better solution. If you happen to encounter the outsider master and kill him, it will eliminate a great threat to the Shendong world, and the problem will be solved."

Qingye's eyes lit up: "Yes! Ah, it hurts, it hurts~"

Chu Hengkong pressed harder: "Use your brain before you speak or act next time!"

"What's wrong with my thinking?"

"—Because if Shura Island really needed the Lord's help, Mingwu would have left the island to seek help long ago. It would be too late for a little brat like you to worry about it."

As they spoke, they had already reached the martial arts arena. Chongming was lying under a large tree, holding a grass stalk in his mouth, emitting a laughter that made people furious. Qingye heard this and said unconvincedly, "Then the head of the family may not be able to find it..."

"If you were carrying an old sword, would you run into it? I'm afraid the probability of running into another sword is higher." Chongming said lazily, "Be realistic, little girl. The Canxin Secret Sword Art takes an unconventional approach, and those who practice it all have personality flaws. Even someone as good-natured as you can only practice until your bones are twisted to death, let alone others.

Away from the extreme environment of the war years, expecting the remnants to live in harmony is sheer fantasy. You know this all too well, yet you're running out here under a banner you don't even believe in..."

He turned over and sat up, poking Qingye's forehead hard, and sneered: "You are just looking for a good excuse to run away from home!"

Qing Ye took two steps back, her face pale from this sudden rebuke. She realized she was wavering and quickly shouted back, "No! I'm worried about my hometown—"

"That's longing, not a goal!" Chongming sneered. "A goal is something you strive for, not a vague outline. You'll make plans for it, calculate the gains and losses, and toss and turn in worry about not reaching it. It will bring you the fear of failure."

Are you afraid now? Are you scared? What if you can't find the owner of the remnant heart? What price will you pay for it?"

Qingye bit her lip, unable to come up with a single word. Chongming smiled and said, "No, really. You were quite happy, weren't you? You met interesting companions, fought against the heretics together, and experienced a magnificent adventure. When it was all over, you returned home, returned the knife, apologized to the elders, and said, 'I'm sorry, I won't do it again.' Then the incident would be over, and you could happily return to your life as a lady, wouldn't you?"

He took off his sunglasses, revealing undisguised contempt and ridicule beneath the bandages covering his face.

"——You're still a Zanshin-ja?"

Qing Ye clenched her fists tightly, she raised her head as hard as she could, her bloodless lips trembling as she let out an extremely intense cry.

“It’s not what you think…” Qing Ye shouted, “No!!”

She turned and ran away, her long scarf fluttering behind her like butterfly wings. Chongming put on his sunglasses again and shouted proudly, "So what? I was right, wasn't I? Idiot!"

"Don't be so harsh on Qingye." Chu Hengkong stopped him, "She is still a..."

"Go tell the Messenger of Fear this," Chongming sneered. "Come and bow to the outsiders and say, 'She's still a child. Please spare her.'"

"People don't grow overnight," Chu Hengkong retorted. "Everyone needs time. I wasn't much smarter than her when I was her age. Since you consider yourself her superior, you should be guiding her and guiding her, not pointing out problems and causing her to explode."

"That makes perfect sense~" Chongming said sarcastically, "Too bad there's no time for that on the battlefield. If you can't grow, then die. You deserve it."

Chu Hengkong frowned deeply: "Enough is enough."

"Why, do I need to explain this to you?" Chongming pointed at his forehead again, "Don't you understand? You're too arrogant. You think of Guang Shi Qingye as your henchman, and you subconsciously want to protect her."

Chongming's words were always so sharp. Chu Hengkong was surprised to find that he was right. He accepted this fact without any burden and blocked Chongming's finger.

"Yes, so I will take care of her," he said. "That's it."

"It's a shame you can't take care of yourself." Chongming said aggressively, "Do you have any goals of your own, you lunatic who just follows the crowd?"

I have. Chu Hengkong thought, it has nothing to do with you.

But he didn't say it out loud. He left the arena, completely forgetting his original intention. Chongming lay back down under the light tree, sneered, and spat out the straw. "Look! What the hell are you!"

"I'm 70% similar to you when you were young." Shi Zhong wrote, "The only difference is that I'm too good-tempered. You would have drawn your sword long ago."

"I wasn't this stupid when I was young."

Really, King of Protecting Yourself? (Laughs). I still remember that afternoon when Dulanbai visited your barracks with a basket of bread and cheese, casually offering some advice on training. And you, enraged, blackened his eye.

“Fuck…” Chongming said angrily, “I was still young…”

This is what I want to remind you: everyone has a youthful and impatient time, and confusion is an inevitable part of life. You can't expect everyone to be born perfect and unwavering. That's not a human being; that's a true machine.

Chongming placed a stone to cover Shizhong's writing, and Shizhong began to carve words on the stone.

[Okay, last sentence. I think they're still a little short of breath, so it's best not to learn the secret technique now.]

"What are you afraid of? Go practice!" Chongming said disdainfully, "You deserve to die from practicing!"

(End of this chapter)