Chapter 103: Mother and Daughter, Mother and Son

Chen Churan, who had been beaten again, was obviously much more obedient, not causing a ruckus; her eyes kept staring at Chen Chuyang, constantly warning him not to talk nonsense—this sister would pounce on him at any moment, very scary.

Chen Chuyang ignored her gaze, giving his mother a thumbs-up: "Mom, you're mighty, your vigor undiminished from back then."

Long Ming laughed heartily: "That's for sure—back then I, your mother, single-handedly fought a Great Demon; if it weren't for your father dragging me down, I might have slain the Great Demon alone."

Chen Churan pursed her lips; she had heard such talk many times before. When she was young, she thought her mother was formidable and admired her, but after growing up—especially after joining the Spirit Sword Sect—she realized how terrifying a Great Demon truly was. With her mother's cultivation level, not to mention challenging one, merely being able to withstand a Great Demon's pressure without kneeling is already impressive.

A Great Demon is at least a demon beast that has condensed a Monster Pill, and furthermore, a Great Demon possesses some powerful ability, its bloodline concentration high; it's not that merely condensing a pill makes one a Great Demon, but rather a Great Demon must have condensed a Monster Pill.

Some demon beasts are not Great Demons and aren't as formidable, yet even if they have condensed a Monster Pill, they still cannot be called Great Demons; a Great Demon is the top combatant among demon beasts of the same tier, the very best of that level, only then can it be called a Great Demon.

Ordinary demon beasts that have condensed a pill could easily kill her mother in an instant; a Great Demon? Even if her master saw one, he wouldn't dare claim he could slay it alone.

"Mom's awesome."

"Hahaha, it's just so-so; your mother has many more impressive qualities, and you'll naturally come to understand them later."

"Within Longshe Cheng, my mother is the strongest."

"Hahaha."

Shocked, my mother Long Ming bears the aura of a great emperor.

Hoping for mother to become a phoenix? Chen Chuyang's reverse praise might actually work decently, but over all these years, mother has just been boasting—whether true or not, no one knows; Chen Chuyang certainly wouldn't contradict or question his mother, at least not to her face.

He's not like his low-EQ sister; after joining the Spirit Sword Sect to cultivate, he holds his nose high, finding everyone displeasing.

No different from Shang Hongchen—high expectations but low ability.

"Good son, you're the one who understands mother best; come, your father says you're lacking spirit stones—take these."

Chen Chuyang looked at the spirit stones his mother handed over—a whole storage bag, several hundred spirit stones.

"Mom, this is way too much."

"Take it."

"Mom, I can't take your spirit stones; these are your savings."

"Just take it; you need it more than I do." Long Ming glanced around, lowered his voice: "These are your father's private stash—don't tell him."

Chen Churan: "???"

Shang Hongxue: "???"

Can you even do that?

My goodness, that's heaven-defying.

Taking her husband's money to do favors—so awesome. This move opened Shang Hongxue's eyes; she thought she was already invincible, yet she didn't expect someone even braver than her. She dares to ask: whose subordinate is this person?

The second brother, amid the pushing and shoving, never let go of the spirit stones; once they were in his hand, he wouldn't spit them out—he'd just be polite to mother for a moment, never thinking of giving them back.

Upon hearing it was his father's private money, Chen Chuyang didn't hesitate, scooping it up so fast you could only see a blur.

Looking at this mother-son pair, Chen Churan felt she was superfluous.

"Cough cough cough, Mom, I, the daughter, am also short on spirit stones lately—could I have some?"

"What? You want to give me spirit stones? Sure, any amount is fine."

Chen Churan stared in shock at the hand before her—her mother had already reached out.

Are you deaf?

It's not me giving you spirit stones; it's you giving me.

"Why are you just standing there? Give me spirit stones—daughter honoring mother, isn't that supposed to be the case?"

Shang Hongxue was stunned again.

This maneuver alone is enough for her to study for a hundred years.

It's truly impressive; looking at Elder Brother Chuyang, she seems to understand why he can be so shameless, so thick-skinned—it turns out there's a source.

She just said, "Uncle Chen Yuan is such an upright person—how could he… do those things?"

Now she understands it all.

The source lies with Madam Chen.

Chen Churan couldn't resist; she finally gave a few spirit stones, but her mother thought it insufficient, squeezing out a dozen more before relenting—these spirit stones all went to Chen Chuyang, earning another wave of thanks from her son.

Offering flowers borrowed from elsewhere.

Another new move.

Today, Shang Hongxue can be said to have broadened her horizons, learning another knowledge point.

Compared to her mother Jiang Luolan, the difference is not just a little bit.

"Daughter, I'm not saying this to criticize you, but you're far too poor—no matter how you say it, you're a disciple of a major sect, yet you have only this pittance of spirit stones; it's embarrassing. If word gets out, don't even say you're from my Chen family."

"I think your sword is not bad; it could surely fetch a good price."

Chen Churan's heart jolted—uh oh, her mother had set her sights on the Pure Heart Sword.

This is deadly.

Once Mother sets her sights on something, there's no escaping it.

"Mom, this is the Spiritual Artifact Pure Heart Sword forged by my second brother—how does it look?"

Since there's no escaping, I might as well admit it openly—while also annoying Mother a bit, which counts as venting my ill will over those spirit stones.

Now it's Long Ming's turn to be dumbfounded.

"A Spiritual Artifact? The Pure Heart Sword? Forged by your second brother? Are you sure?"

"Can this thing actually be used?"

She snatched the Pure Heart Sword, examined it carefully, and Long Ming was shocked.

It truly is a Spiritual Artifact, and its grade is not low.

Its quality and the sword's effect made her soul feel a refreshing coolness.

She lifted her head and looked toward her young son.

"Son, is this what you refined?"

Chen Chuyang's heart skipped a beat; well, it's over.

"Yes, mother, I originally wanted to refine a spiritual artifact for mother, but my sister insisted on having hers refined first, I was also helpless, so."

To shift blame.

Sorry, sister, brother also didn't want this.

For the sake of brother, please rest in peace.

Long Ming tilted his head, eyes narrowed.

"Daughter, is it like that?"

Chen Churan choked on a mouthful of saliva, incredulous at his second brother, he sold himself off in a flash, without the slightest hesitation.

This matter is completely baseless.

Second brother is too good at making things up, she doesn't want to get beaten again.

"Mother, second brother is deceiving you, he definitely forgot you, he said that on purpose."

"Mother's belongings, how could daughter dare to snatch them, don't believe second brother's words."

Refute, must refute.

Mother's eyes narrowed, that's quite dangerous.

Chen Churan deeply knows mother's personality, absolutely cannot... let her get angry, the consequences, very serious.

"Good son, you deceived me?"

"Son, I dare not; back then I wanted to use the remaining materials to refine a spiritual artifact for mother; mother has toiled for us for so many years, she has given too much to the Chen Clan; as a son, how could I forget mother? Unfortunately, only one batch of materials remained, sister insisted on a sword, I had no choice but to first refine a Clear Heart Sword for sister; sister said she would later find more materials for mother to refine a spiritual artifact."

"Right, sister?"

Chen Churan really wanted to shake her head, she never said such words, that much material would cost a lot.

She is penniless, been screwed by second brother, where would she get money to buy materials.

Second brother is trying to screw her to death.

But not agreeing also won't do.

Mother's gaze is terrifying; as long as one dares to say a 'no', what awaits her will be hell.

"Yes... yes." Chen Churan could only grit her teeth and nod, eating this dead cat.