Chapter 104: Women are fickle

The mother-son, mother-daughter, and brother-sister conflict was highly entertaining; after all the scheming, Chen Chuyang was the one who benefited.

This series of maneuvers ended in Chen Churan's misfortune.

Shang Hongxue only understood what had happened after hearing it all; it seemed like those earlier actions were all traps—was she coming to cause trouble for Chen Chuyang, or to bring him comfort?

She didn't mention a word about the Spirit Sword Sect, quickly changed the topic, Shang Hongxue silently gave a thumbs-up, "Chuyang brother is awesome," "Chuyang brother is invincible under heaven."

Chen Churan finally realized something was off, but she had no way back; her brother and mother together dug a pit for her, clearly intending to trap her.

She had figured it out: her mother and second brother were in cahoots, and her mother wasn't coming up the mountain to help her but to harm her.

She had basically lifted a rock only to drop it on her own foot—really painful, that kind of pain.

"Mother, let's talk about the main matter."

Long Ming laughed: "Don't rush, don't rush, this matter isn't finished yet, daughter—when will you be able to gather the materials?"

Long Ming wanted a Spiritual Artifact; the daughter had one, and even Shang Hongxue, that little girl, had one—the hairpin on her person was likely a Spiritual Artifact, obvious at a glance; she couldn't be treated as special.

Chen Churan stared at her mother in shock; after a while she stammered, "Mother, there's no rush—I promise to gather the materials for you right away when I get back, as quickly as possible, okay?"

"Not bad, my good daughter, happily decided." Long Ming held her hand and soothed: "Daughter, don't you think we should go gather the materials now?"

"Ah?" Chen Churan opened her mouth wide, eyes widened, staring straight at her mother.

Did she hear wrong?

Is Mother letting her leave?

Now?

"Don't be dazed—just go gather now; if you don't go early, when will I ever get a Spiritual Artifact?"

"Mother, the main matter isn't finished yet, you..."

"Leave the main matter to me; I'll take care of it."

Long Ming patted his chest and spoke seriously.

Now Chen Churan was completely at a loss.

Mother is basically pulling up the plank after crossing the river—using me and then discarding me.

"No, Mother, I..."

"All right, no need for you or me; Mother is doing this for your own good—go."

Just like that, Chen Churan was pushed down the mountain.

Chen Chuyang watched his sister leave; the sister, unwilling to go, tried several times to stay, but Mother forcibly sent her away.

Longshe Shan fell quiet; with his sister gone, Chen Chuyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Mother Long Ming likewise let out a deep breath.

"Phew, your sister is really a handful—utterly unlovable, unlike how cute she used to be."

Chen Chuyang nodded and smiled, agreeing with Mother's words; his sister had indeed become unlovable—once an obedient little girl, now grown up, yet... despite everything being explained clearly, she still wouldn't give up.

Although his sister's intentions were good, Chen Chuyang still found her unlovable.

"Besides, you're really something—having something good and not giving it to me right away; did you forget about Mother?"

What a good partner—say change and it changes.

That face—like June weather, saying change and it changes.

Chen Chuyang saw Mother complaining about his sister one second, and the next second he himself was suffering.

"Where would I get them, Mother? I've been looking for materials to refine a Spiritual Artifact for you, but the materials are of poor quality, so I haven't refined one yet; I'm hoping to find top‑grade materials to make you a better Spiritual Artifact."

That kind of talk could only fool Shang Hongxue.

Long Ming wouldn't fall for it; she sat down and gave her son a white-eyed look.

"All right, just forget it—I'm not angry; just remember you owe me a Spiritual Artifact."

"Eh?"

Mother is harder to deal with than the sister; not giving her this Spiritual Artifact simply won't do.

"Fine, once I gather enough materials I will definitely refine a Spiritual Artifact for you right away."

"Now that's Mother's good son."

Long Ming nodded in satisfaction, but she still had to add: "Chuyang, the fact that you can refine Spiritual Artifacts must not be leaked, understand?"

That remark was directed at Shang Hongxue.

This matter is very important; if it leaks, the consequences will be severe.

Even if they had Spiritual Artifacts in hand, no one would suspect Chen Chuyang; basically everyone would suspect Chen Churan.

If they were the ones who leaked it, the situation would become extremely serious; the Chen Clan might also suffer.

"I know, Mother—there are hardly any people who know I can refine Spiritual Artifacts, and I've warned them all not to spread it."

"Hongxue won't tell anyone; I've also told my sister's side, and she probably won't either."

"Elder Xinran's side probably won't either."

Only those few people know; Chen Chuyang is aware of that.

Spiritual Artifacts can be big or small.

This matter is extremely serious.

If the dynasty and those sects find out, they will surely have designs on Chen Chuyang.

The Spirit Sword Sect is likely also because of this.

"Son, if that's the case, you can't go to the Spirit Sword Sect."

"Mother, rest assured—I'll avoid it."

Mother and son share the same thought: Chen Chuyang is too exposed; going to a major sect would only reveal himself.

His situation would become even more dangerous; rather, staying on Longshe Shan would bless those around him—Spiritual Artifacts must not be refined too widely, nor let too many people know; they can remain hidden as long as possible, at least until the Chen Clan has fully risen, only then can Chen Chuyang be preserved.

As long as you know, don't listen to your little sister; she's still young and doesn't understand how serious this is.

You also need to strengthen the formations of Longshe Shan; tell me what you need, and I'll have your father send it over.

Your safety must be ensured.

Chen Chuyang nodded; his mother was different, seeing much more.

This is also Chen Chuyang's confidence; Long Ming isn't one of those clueless women—she knows the importance of things and also some secrets of the great faction.

Going to the great faction isn't necessarily a good thing; on the contrary, it's…… bad.

The more secrets a person has, the more dangerous they become.

"I understand."

Chen Chuyang clasped his fists, having received his mother's assurance, he need not worry.

On the father's side, mother will handle it.

It's just the little sister here that's a bit troublesome.

But after this, she'll probably be less worried; I don't know when the little sister will leave.

Elder Xinran also needs to be careful; Chen Chuyang doesn't want her to stay in Longshe Cheng, as it would greatly affect his judgment.

That woman still isn't giving up on herself.

"Alright, handle your own affairs; if you need anything, go straight to mother."

"Got it."

"Then I'm leaving."

Long Ming rose, turned, and was about to leave.

After walking a few steps, she turned and smiled at Chen Chuyang: "Son, is there nothing you want to say to me?"

She raised her eyebrows, glanced at the panicked little maid Shang Hongxue beside Chen Chuyang.

Their relationship was even more intimate than she had imagined.

That maid Shang Hongxue, ever since she went up the mountain, has constantly clung to Chen Chuyang, her small hand hooked around his arm; Long Ming had been watching this scene, not exposing it, nor deliberately looking at Shang Hongxue, for fear of frightening the maid.

This daughter-in-law, the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

"Mother, walk slowly."

Long Ming gave that clueless son a white-eye, smiled, and waved as he went down the mountain.