Chapter 1147: Son's Shock?

As a beam of light rose, the transmission formation activated again.

The three figures vanished from sight; on Longshe Shan, Qi Ruohua and Shang Hongxue gazed at the summit, dazed.

After a moment, they withdrew their gazes and sighed.

"Ah." Shang Hongxue let out a deep sigh, her mood somewhat heavy.

"Qinglian has gone to Tianwai; I don't know when she'll be able to return." Shang Hongxue felt a bit sorrowful—her son had left, and after just a few days back, he went to Tianwai again; from now on, she might rarely get to see him.

In a few years? Or more than ten? Or perhaps several decades? No one can say; waiting for her son to miss her and come back to visit, she figured it would be the year of the monkey and horse—thinking of this, Shang Hongxue couldn't help but feel sad.

Sons grow beyond their mother's control; this time her son really left, without a shred of reluctance, and Shang Hongxue truly grieved—her son, whom she had raised, just went away like that.

Qi Ruohua also sighed: "Ah, Haoyang has left; this time he came back only for a while before leaving again. In the future, if we want to see him, we may have to wait until we reach Tianwai to meet the two of them—then, who knows when that will be?"

She feared that after they arrived at Tianwai, her sons would leave Longshe Shan and go out to wander the world; once they left, it might be a long time before they met again, and she truly wouldn't know when.

That was her son, whom she had carried for ten months and painstakingly raised—yet he just left like that, leaving her the vast Great Qi Dynasty; all her original plans had gone awry, and thinking of this, Qi Ruohua felt gloomy about the future hardships.

She had thought she could be freed, but what she waited for turned out to be this result.

"Ah."

"Ah."

The two sighed, exchanged a glance, stood together, and could do nothing.

Her son had already left; at this moment, thinking about anything was useless.

"Qi Ruohua, you should have insisted back then not to let them leave." Shang Hongxue turned her head and said to Qi Ruohua.

Qi Ruohua spread her hands: "I wanted to as well, but my husband had already spoken; how could I refuse?"

"You know my husband—if I oppose him, what awaits me is torment."

"My husband won't let me off easily; I've tried many times before, and though I have experience, I'm still worried."

"When my husband gets ruthless, it's truly painful to endure."

Shang Hongxue glanced at her and said, "You claim to be so formidable—it's just a family rule; grit your teeth and you'll get through it. As long as you hold out, nothing is a problem."

"Why can't you bear it?" Qi Ruohua gave Shang Hongxue a sideways glance; saying it is simple, but doing it is hard.

"Cough, cough, cough—I can't take it; sometimes my husband is truly inhuman." Shang Hongxue spread her hands, face full of helplessness: "When my husband gets ruthless, I can't bear it. Qi Ruohua, my sister, you are the Female Emperor, with a stronger physique; you should be able to endure."

"Hehe, you're overestimating me." Qi Ruohua spread her hands: "I once thought I could endure it and make my husband eat dirt, but I realized I was overthinking—my husband really isn't human."

The two exchanged a glance and, at that moment, smiled happily.

This has its advantages and disadvantages.

The benefits go without saying—they will be very happy.

Together, the two of them couldn't subdue Chen Chuyang; instead, they dropped their armor and fled.

This is their shame and also their blemish.

"Next time, we'll grit our teeth and take down our husband together," Shang Hongxue proposed.

"All right, we must take him down and not let our husband continue to be arrogant." Qi Ruohua whispered: "If we really can't, let's bring Shang Hongchen along—if two of us can't manage, then three."

"This…" Shang Hongxue hesitated; she couldn't handle Shang Hongchen.

Qi Ruohua raised her eyebrows: "By then, it won't be up to her."

"Right."

The two exchanged a glance; their opinions were in agreement.

……

Tianwai.

Mangshan Mountain Range.

Inside Longshe Shan.

Qinglong Daoren lifted his head, gazed deep into Longshe Shan, and smiled: "They've come."

Elder Xinran Zhanglao lowered his sword blade, turned around, and whispered delightedly: "Is he coming again?"

Heishanyang lay on the ground, bored, and yawned: "That brat's back again—he finally came."

For these three years, it has been on Longshe Shan, unable to do anything, unable to go out, unable to leave.

Elder Xinran Zhanglao and Qinglong Daoren have been staring at it, not letting it act up, not letting it leave—with a single word, just like on Longshe Shan, they suppress it.

Especially Qinglong Daoren is truly hateful—he keeps staring at it; the moment it shows any intention to leave, he knows it and comes out to block it. Over these three years, Heishanyang's strength has recovered quickly, yet it still can't surpass Qinglong Daoren; instead, the gap keeps widening.

Heishanyang hastily rose, entered the interior of Longshe Shan, and waited for Chen Chuyang's arrival.

It wanted to express its loyalty and longing, and also let Chen Chuyang see its sincerity.

Qinglong Daoren and Elder Xinran Zhanglao arrived a step later, the two of them standing to one side with hands behind their backs.

Both stared at the center of the transmission device, looking for that person's figure.

The light flickered, growing brighter.

Three figures appeared; Elder Xinran Zhanglao exclaimed in surprise: "Could it be that Shang Hongxue has come as well?"

Have the Shang Hongxue sisters come together?

His heart felt a little uneasy; if it were the Shang Hongxue sisters, how should he face them?

At this moment, she wanted to leave this place, not wanting to greet their arrival.

Fortunately, it wasn't the two of them; the figures gradually became clear, and Elder Xinran Zhanglao discerned that they were not the Shang Hongxue sisters but someone else.

The light faded, and three figures emerged; Elder Xinran Zhanglao relaxed inside.

"It's Chen Chuyang's two sons arriving, not Shang Hongxue—thank goodness, thank goodness." Elder Xinran Zhanglao felt relieved inside, recognizing Chen Qinglian and Qi Haoyang—they are Chen Chuyang's eldest and second sons, and this time they came together.

Personally brought over—truly worthy of being Chen Chuyang's biological son.

The three arrived in Tianwai, and Chen Chuyang said: "Having reached Tianwai, come with me."

The three landed together, left the transmission device, and Chen Qinglian and Qi Haoyang curiously surveyed the surroundings; they noticed Elder Xinran Zhanglao and the others, and at first glance recognized Elder Xinran Zhanglao, inwardly exclaiming.

The Spirit Sword Sect's Xinran Zhanglao, how could she be here?

That is Heishanyang; it indeed came to Tianwai.

Who is this?

Their gazes fell on Qinglong Daoren; they had never seen him before, yet he was very familiar, bearing his father's aura.

Looking at Chen Chuyang, then at Qinglong Daoren, the surprise in their eyes was about to show on their faces.

Qinglong Daoren broke the silence: "You came?"

Chen Chuyang nodded: "Bring them over; from now on, they are yours to handle."

Qinglong Daoren patted his chest: "No problem, how do you want to deal with them?"

Chen Chuyang's thought moved; he immediately conveyed his meaning, and Qinglong Daoren instantly understood: he wanted the two sons to cultivate inside Longshe Shan, and not let them leave until their strength was sufficient.

In that instant, Chen Chuyang also gained three years of memories, his gaze falling on Heishanyang.

Heishanyang, stared at by him, panicked and quickly said: "Kid, I've been honest these three years, I haven't done anything."

"Is that so?" Chen Chuyang raised his hand and gave Heishanyang a hard slap, sending its body flying.

Boom—

The tremendous sound shook Longshe Shan; Chen Qinglian and Qi Haoyang, seeing this, both shrank back, not daring to speak.