Chapter 5 Late-Night Talk
After bidding farewell to the mysterious Third Elder, Chen Zhou returned to his residence.
He usually lives here alone. Although there is not much furniture, the environment is quite clean.
Not to mention Jiang Ying would come by every few days, bringing this and that...
Given her status as a princess of the Southern Kingdom, she would naturally have plenty of good things.
As a result, Chen Zhou lived a carefree and leisurely life.
But he never expected that just when he thought he was destined for an ordinary life, such a bizarre system would appear.
The other main characters all succeeded through hard work and struggle...
He's doing great; he can cultivate even while lying down!
"Ding! Host has not cultivated for one minute, Qi and Blood Value +2!"
"Ding! Host has not cultivated for one minute, Qi and Blood Value +2!"
"Here we go again, sigh." Chen Zhou rubbed his head in frustration as the system notifications kept coming in.
However, he soon noticed a subtle change.
That's the increase in Qi and Blood value, which actually went from 1 to 2!
This means that the system Chen Zhou possesses is not as weak as he imagined.
In addition to some special rewards, even the most basic health points will increase as strength increases!
Upon realizing this, Chen Zhou's eyes lit up.
Doesn't that mean...?
While others are diligently cultivating, you can gain Qi and Blood Points while lying down, and your strength will also improve by leaps and bounds.
"Such a good thing?"
Chen Zhou swallowed hard, a smile appearing on his lips.
This sudden change made Chen Zhou feel both excited and somewhat uneasy.
Because there was something that he found extremely troublesome...
So, how do you explain this?
Take, for example, the sword-drawing slash I threw during my duel with Han Feng today; Jiang Ying questioned me about it for ages.
If this continues for a long time, it will inevitably reveal its flaws.
As the saying goes: "A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime."
Even though this system can only belong to Chen Zhou, some people with ulterior motives have noticed and are interested in his changes.
At that time, another bloody storm will break out.
"No, I need to come up with an excuse."
"Otherwise, the enemies coming to our door wouldn't just be people like Han Feng."
Chen Zhou nodded, and suddenly a wave of weariness washed over him.
As he pondered, he lay halfway down on the bed and squinted his eyes.
Before long, Chen Zhou also fell asleep.
"Ding! Host has not cultivated for one minute, Qi and Blood Value +2!"
"Ding! Host has not cultivated for one minute, Qi and Blood Value +2!"
Sure enough, this lazy, laid-back approach suits Chen Zhou better.
He slept very well that night, as if the knot in his heart had been untied.
...
However, while Chen Zhou was fast asleep, at the other end of the Sword Cloud Sect...
"Bang!"
"Say it again, who hurt you? Tell the truth!"
At a glance, it was surprising to see that, despite the late hour, a certain hall was brightly lit.
Even more unexpectedly, an elderly man with a white beard sat upright in the center of the hall, and after listening to the kneeling man's story...
His resolve began to waver slightly.
A hint of doubt appeared between his brows.
"Master, Master..."
"Your disciple would never dare to lie to you, it really was that mortal who injured me!"
"He... he somehow stole swordsmanship from somewhere, and with a single strike..."
Looking in the direction of the voice, the speaker had gauze wrapped around his chest and his face was flushed.
Looking at his infatuated appearance, isn't he the same Han Feng who tried to flirt with him during the day?
Unfortunately, he no longer possesses that arrogant attitude...
Instead, he acted like a stray dog, wagging his tail and begging for mercy in front of his master.
Without a doubt, the old man seated was the Second Elder of the Sword Cloud Sect.
At first, the Second Elder didn't pay much attention to Han Feng's injuries, thinking it was just a quarrel.
Unexpectedly, after he finished examining the wound...
He actually grabbed Han Feng's shoulder and asked him who the person who made the move was.
Left with no other choice, Han Feng had to reveal the whole story.
His words were full of resentment towards Chen Zhou, but he ignored the fact that Chen Zhou's power had increased.
What could pique the Second Elder's interest...
That, of course, is the mysterious sword-drawing slash.
Unlike the swordsmanship of the Sword Cloud Sect, the Draw Sword Slash shows no signs of utilizing qi and blood; rather, it is more like a technique.
To be able to concentrate and unleash power in a short period of time...
And ultimately, it achieves a fatal blow.
This intrigued the Second Elder, who then became interested in the man's identity.
Unexpectedly, when he learned that it was Chen Zhou who had made the move...
He could hardly hide the hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Chen Zhou, Chen Zhou..."
"I never expected that the third brother would have such a disciple. I must have misjudged him back then."
The Second Elder gave a wry smile and shook his head.
He certainly wouldn't believe that the Draw Sword Strike was created by the Third Elder.
Because the principles of this technique are contrary to those of the Sword Cloud Sect, it emphasizes technique more.
If it could be applied to spiritual practice...
This is sufficient to help one concentrate, which is what the Second Elder thought of.
He suspected that Chen Zhou possessed more than just the "Draw Sword Slash" technique; perhaps...
"Second Elder, I beg you, you must help me avenge myself!"
"That Chen Zhou is truly despicable."
As Han Feng spoke, he kowtowed to the Second Elder until blood appeared.
He also knew that this matter could no longer be concealed...
The only thing we can do is steer the conversation toward the sect's reputation and get the Second Elder to step in and resolve the issue.
After all, in Han Feng's view, the Third Elder wouldn't stoop so low as to care about a mere mortal...
Would you offend a rising star like yourself?
Unexpectedly, the Second Elder did not even raise his head in response to Han Feng's plea.
He was given only one word...
"roll."
"Master?"
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak again, a gust of wind suddenly swept in.
The lights in the hall were flickering, and the beams were teetering on the verge of collapse.
In an instant, Han Feng was blown away by the gale and scrambled out of the courtyard.
He never imagined that the Second Elder would show him no respect whatsoever.
They didn't even have the thought of protecting their own offspring.
Because in the Second Elder's eyes, Chen Zhou's current value...
He is far more valuable than a prodigal son.
After seeing Han Feng off, the Second Elder narrowed his eyes slightly, clutching something in his hand.
"The sect competition will be held in a few days."
"Changtian, our lineage is counting on you."
The Changtian he mentioned was actually named Xu Changtian, and he was the eldest senior brother of the Second Elder's lineage.
Since receiving orders from the sect a few months ago to go to a tomb in the southern country, he has disappeared without a trace.
The Second Elder tried to search for the person several times, but the First Elder stopped him each time.
Now, all he can do is hope for his apprentice's safe return.
The seemingly peaceful Sword Cloud Sect is now embroiled in a major conflict over its sect competition...
Undercurrents are already swirling.
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