Chapter 1232: with translation of chapter title

It's fine, he's just too weak, I haven't had enough fun yet, sigh." Chen Chuyang spread his hands, a helpless look on his face.

This isn't showing off, really not showing off, it's his sincere words.

Long Zetian: "……"

To her, it sounded like showing off, and doing it right to her face—really speechless.

"Can you speak plainly?"

This is plain talk, my sincere words, Grandma—you have no idea how much I've been looking forward to; I prepared many methods, but in the end none could be used, sigh." Chen Chuyang sighed.

Long Zetian fell silent, raised his head, wanted to speak, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, so he lowered his head again, pondered a moment, then lifted his head, wanting to retort a sentence or two, but seeing Chen Chuyang's pure, innocent eyes, he swallowed his words.

"Alright, I know you're strong, alright?" Long Zetian shrugged, acknowledging his strength.

Chen Chuyang waved his hand: "Hahaha, no need to say that, Grandma—you're my grandmother, how could I possibly show off in front of you?"

"Hehe." Long Zetian didn't believe those words; this kid was really doing it on purpose.

"How long has it been, kid, and your strength has already reached this point—really frightening." Long Zetian remarked.

One must admit, Chen Chuyang's talent is truly heaven-defying; when I first saw him, I thought he was strong, heaven-defying, a genius of supreme talent—I thought I already held him in high regard, but I ended up underestimating Chen Chuyang's talent.

At this moment, he is not lacking compared to the heavenly pride of Tianwai; indeed, he is even more heaven-defying, able to progress rapidly under this world's harsh conditions—how could those heavenly pride of Tianwai compare to him?

Under the same conditions, no one could achieve this; that is indeed true.

"If you go to Tianwai, you won't be in danger." Long Zetian looked forward to his future; if this kid reached Tianwai, what kind of waves would he stir up?

The future of the Azure Dragon Clan seems visible; restoring its glory is not far off.

Chen Chuyang expands, fighting at the front; Chen Chusheng handles marriage and children, striving to increase the Azure Dragon Clan's descendants, turning the Chen Clan into the Azure Dragon bloodline to continue onward.

By then, the Chen Clan will be the Azure Dragon bloodline, not ordinary human bloodline.

Although it isn't pure Azure Dragon bloodline, it can still be considered a continuation.

Long Zetian still felt relieved; at least the Azure Dragon Clan produced someone as heaven-defying as Chen Chuyang, and even if he goes to Tianwai, he remains part of the Azure Dragon Clan.

"Perhaps those heavenly pride of Tianwai, upon seeing you, will also bow their heads." Long Zetian firmly believed this.

She eagerly awaited that scene—whether those former enemies were prepared.

Chen Chuyang waved his hand: "Grandma, don't say that—Tianwai is vast, heavenly pride countless; compared to them, the gap is still great."

Upon hearing this, Long Zetian's eyes grew even more satisfied—strong power, supreme talent, not arrogant, knows how to conceal himself, has clear self-awareness; how could such a kid not rise? In the future, a Tianwai titan will surely have a place for him.

She could foresee that after Chen Chuyang reaches Tianwai, his strength will leap forward; in the future, not only restoring the Azure Dragon Clan's glory, but even suppressing a prefecture would not be impossible.

"Kid, don't undersell yourself, and don't think Tianwai is very dangerous."

"Your strength, your talent—staying in this world would be a waste; going to Tianwai sooner would benefit you."

Long Zetian earnestly advised, this wasn't coaxing; if it were before, she wouldn't want Chen Chuyang to leave this world, just let him develop peacefully.

Now she changed her mind—even the Seek Dao Realm is no match for him; Chen Chuyang already has self-defense capability.

In Tianwai, one can venture forth; unless he seeks out true titans to challenge, it's obvious Chen Chuyang won't do that—he never undertakes anything without certainty.

Grandma said a lot; she was startled by Chen Chuyang, and even when leaving, she had a bewildered expression.

After she left, Shang Hongxue walked to Chen Chuyang's side, linking her arm with his; Shang Hongchen walked to the other side, linking her arm with his other hand.

Both gripped tightly; Shang Hongxue feared and said, "Brother Chuyang, no more adventuring next time."

Shang Hongchen complained, "You know how worried we are about you."

Chen Chuyang laughed, exerting strength, pulling both into his embrace, holding them tightly.

"Alright, ladies, I'm fine, aren't I? You must believe in me—these people couldn't possibly... kill me."

"My strength is considerable; you must believe in my strength."

Having said that, he embraced the two ladies and went into the room, intending to comfort them well.

Not far away, Chen Qinger was about to step forward to say a caring word, but before she could approach, they had already left.

"……"

"My cousin really leaves one speechless—even at a time like this, he doesn't forget to treat his two sisters-in-law."

Chen Qinger shook her head; no need to worry about her cousin's side, she could only pick up her sword and go practice.

Her swordsmanship still needs strengthening.

This battle attracted many eyes; they saw Mu Longzhen Mountain smashed to death, that scene—everyone witnessed it and was utterly shocked.

At Spirit Sword Sect, Ming Jianzi and Ming Wuzi exchanged a glance, both sucking in a breath of cold air.

"Too violent." Ming Jianzi took a deep breath, horrified.

"Yeah, too violent—Seek Dao Realm got beaten up." After witnessing Chen Chuyang's power, Ming Wuzi exclaimed in shock: "With him around, this world holds no danger; I should also think about my future."

He wants to leave this world to pursue a higher sword path.

Rather than stay in this world and waste his talent.

"Junior Brother, are you going to Tianwai?" Ming Jianzi heard his junior's intent and couldn't help but feel anxious.

Ming Wuzi nodded: "Not bad, Senior Brother—Spirit Sword Sect no longer needs me; you can handle it. As for me, Junior Brother, I want to follow my uncle's footsteps and go to Tianwai."

"The spiritual energy of Tianwai—I've felt it; it truly suits cultivation."

That scene, the spiritual energy tide changed this world; although not much, it also let him feel the richness of spiritual energy.

That is the paradise cultivators yearn for; Ming Wuzi's longing grew stronger.

He wants to fight, to face strong opponents head-on, rather than stay in Spirit Sword Sect cultivating, where progress is too slow.

For a swordsman, only by confronting the strong, facing life and death, can one rapidly improve swordsmanship.

He doesn't want to continue decaying.

"Senior Brother, from now on Spirit Sword Sect will rely on you." Ming Wuzi made up his mind.

Ming Jianzi was reluctant, gripping Ming Wuzi's hand, and said: "Junior Brother, when do you plan to leave?"

"Wait a bit longer; when the time comes, I'll naturally tell Senior Brother."

Good.