Chapter 1578

Everyone's reaction was quick, especially Chen Chuyang's women; each was startled awake from cultivation and could not re-enter the cultivation state, they headed for Longshe Shan, the purpose being simple—since they were awake anyway, her husband had just experienced a life‑and‑death danger, so naturally they needed to ensure his safety and keep him company.

As a wife, it is her duty to help her husband ease his inner pressure, and at the same time she can raise her own standing in his heart a little—why not do it?

Chen Chuyang was not unaware of all this; his gaze slowly fell on Lingxin Daoist. This person had not made a move from the start—though he followed Mu Longjie and them here, appearing to be part of their group, in fact he had not acted, remaining an outsider, which is strange.

While Chen Chuyang stared at Lingxin Daoist, Lingxin Daoist also stared back; the two locked eyes for a moment, then Lingxin Daoist said, 'Lingxin Daoist of the Heaven Sword Sect, greetings, fellow Daoist.'

Calling him 'fellow Daoist' was an acknowledgment of Chen Chuyang's strength and treating him as an equal; in fact Chen Chuyang surpassed him in every way, so Lingxin Daoist could not possibly call him 'senior'.

'Fellow Daoist' is the most appropriate form of address; 'little friend' would be too rash—Chen Chuyang has passed that stage, and it is better to show some respect, not compare him to the juniors he met before, nor treat him as a junior needing care.

He is not without brains, unlike Mu Longjie and the others; knowing full well that something was wrong, he still did not flee but insisted on a fight to the death—now it's fine, his whole person has been sealed, and everything about him has been drained, hardly different from death.

Inside the Primordial Heavenly Star, Mu Longjie and the Gazing-Heaven White Dragon merged into one, being devoured, suppressed, and sealed by the Primordial Heavenly Star, unable to move.

He could do nothing, not even speak; as the sealing time lengthened, his chance of survival grew lower, and Lingxin Daoist did not believe he was still alive—this move, even if he were caught by it, would kill him inside.

'So it's Lingxin Daoist of the Heaven Sword Sect, I've long heard of you.' Chen Chuyang's gaze was calm, not intimidated by his reputation.

The Heaven Sword Sect is the sect where Lingjian Zhenren resides, and it is also the main branch of the Spirit Sword Sect in this place.

Its strength is not weak; although it has little connection with Chen Chuyang, he has been paying attention to this sect, and the faction also lies within Cangzhou, precisely at its border, linked to other places, making it a spot nobody pays attention to.

That place, in Cangzhou, is considered relatively dangerous, very suitable for swordsmen to cultivate, and will not attract attention from others.

Compared to the abundant resources of the Mangshan Mountain Range, the location of the Heaven Sword Sect is not lacking in resources, yet it cannot match the Mangshan Mountain Range; its danger level is higher, conditions harsher, and aside from swordsmen, other cultivators would find it hard to survive.

It's a god‑forsaken place, moreover dangerous, close to the sea, and beyond the sea lies the far east, where conditions are even harsher.

'Have you heard of me, fellow Daoist?' Lingxin Daoist was very curious, full of curiosity about Chen Chuyang; so far this person has never exerted his full strength, keeping his abilities hidden—you don't know how strong he really is, nor what his exact cultivation level is.

Against him, Lingxin Daoist estimates his chance of victory at less than ten percent, and even that is his own assessment; if they really fought, the one who would die would certainly be him.

Lingxin Daoist will not make a move; under any circumstances, it is impossible for him to act.

'Of course I've heard of it; who in Tianwai doesn't know the fame of the Heaven Sword Sect?'

'Lingxin Daoist, did you come this time together with them to kill me?'

Chen Chuyang asked lightly, his eyes filled with a faint smile that hid a chill.

If he nodded, Chen Chuyang would immediately strike and kill him, giving him no chance to speak.

Lingxin Daoist immediately explained, 'No, I have no such intention; I am mainly curious about you, fellow Daoist, and just wanted to meet you—absolutely no other meaning—please, fellow Daoist, do not misunderstand me.'

'Is that so?' Chen Chuyang asked, lowering his voice coldly.

'It's true; if I wanted to act, I would have done so long ago—why wait until now?' Lingxin Daoist's scalp went numb, and he added, 'We are not on the same side as them; although my Heaven Sword Sect has also set its sights on this world, over all these years we have never taken action against this world, nor against you.'

'What my Heaven Sword Sect seeks differs from theirs; they only want to herd this place and herd you all, while we Heaven Sword Sect are different.'

'Fellow Daoist, do not misunderstand—you killing them is what they deserve; I wholeheartedly approve of you killing them, for they truly deserve death.'

'Especially the Mu Long family—they truly deserve death; their deaths are just retribution.'

Upon hearing this, Chen Chuyang smiled and said, 'Fellow Daoist Lingxin, thinking that way is naturally best; however, since Lingxin Daoist entered this world together with them, claiming you have no relation makes it hard for me to judge.'

He reached out, the motion swift and clean.

Seeing this, Lingxin Daoist's face darkened; this person was trying to extort him, in short, it was robbery.

If you want to leave alive, you need to prove yourself, and how to prove it requires sincerity.

What would Lingxin Daoist's sincerity be?

Chen Chuyang had already figured it out for him—he had taken a liking to everything Lingxin Daoist possessed; the person could leave, but his belongings must stay.

This is the sincerity Chen Chuyang demands, and it is what Lingxin Daoist resists.

'Fellow Daoist Lingxin, if you refuse to give sincerity, then I will have to treat you as an enemy; as I usually do with enemies, I will simply kill you, just as I did with Mu Longjie and the others—kill them all, and be done with it.'

'Fellow Daoist Lingxin, please do not mistake yourself.'

A threat, a naked threat.

Chen Chuyang's words made Lingxin Daoist widen his eyes, staring at the man before him for a while; Lingxin Daoist suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth, saying, 'Fellow Daoist, if you want sincerity, I will give it.'

He tossed over his storage bag—this was all his treasures; even if he hated to part with them, he had to give them up, for it was his ransom; otherwise he could not hope to leave this world alive, for the youth before him was not joking—he truly intended to act, and would indeed kill him.

'Now may I take my leave?' Lingxin Daoist regretted it; had he known, he would have left together with Tian Gui Zhenren, and none of this would have happened.

Watching the spectacle also comes at a price.

This price was too great, giving him a headache and making him feel awful; after checking, Chen Chuyang said satisfied, 'Fellow Daoist Lingxin, your sincerity is more than enough—I am pleased. As the host, since you have come, let me give you a proper reception.'

Upon hearing this, Lingxin Daoist immediately shook his head and refused: 'No need.'

If he stayed, he would surely be slaughtered; this youth would not let him go easily, and Lingxin Daoist did not want to end up doomed here—better to leave early and set his mind at ease.

'If that's the case, then I won't see you off.' Chen Chuyang waved his hand, letting him depart.

Lingxin Daoist left this world without looking back.