Chapter 212: Three Views Damaged Jing Yuheng

Is this thing alive?

Of course it's alive; otherwise why would it be sealed? Amber is the medium that seals it. Once the amber melts, the creature inside will be born.

Jing Yuheng earnestly advised: "It is said that this creature is a terrifying beast of heaven and earth; once it appears, it will overturn heaven and earth, and even the entire Great Qi Dynasty could be destroyed by this beast. Fellow Daoist, you should think twice."

Chen Chuyang's eyes widened, flashing with sharp light.

Upon close inspection, the creature inside had grown a little, its appearance becoming clear: a sheep.

It was an uglier sheep, its appearance rather… special—the ugliest sheep Chen Chuyang had ever seen, dark and dull, with eyes also unique, askew, its features not like a sheep's but like a person's.

Human face, sheep body—a bizarre combo; its mouth was also bizarre, a cleft mouth stretching across the whole face.

So ugly.

Jing Yuheng: "……"

Sheep: "……"

Chen Chuyang took another look and snorted: "It's really ugly; is this ugly thing truly that powerful? Could it really destroy the Great Qi Dynasty? Looking so ugly, its combat ability probably isn't great either."

Just this thing, does it still need sealing? Are you sure it's that powerful?

Jing Yuheng didn't know how to respond for a moment; indeed it was a bit ugly, but the uglier and more abstract it was, the stranger and more terrifying its abilities.

The power of demonic beasts and ferocious beasts isn't it just because of their ugliness? Ugliness, sometimes, is ferocity and brutality.

This is just a miniature version of the ferocious beast, not the real thing; if it were…

Fellow Daoist, don't joke; you really can't unseal it, cough cough cough.

The agitated Jing Yuheng spat another mouthful of blood; Chen Chuyang looked at the two pools of blood on the ground and fell into thought.

You seem to like spitting blood.

???

Jing Yuheng couldn't stand the retort, opened her mouth: 'Pfft.'

That mouthful of blood sprayed a meter away, almost splattering onto Chen Chuyang, but he managed to dodge.

Hey hey, even if you like spraying blood, it doesn't have to be like this.

……

Jing Yuheng was furious; she didn't like spitting blood—she was injured.

That pent-up anger, endured for a long, long time, finally eased.

Hahaha, I say, fellow Daoist, could you please not joke like that next time? It's not funny at all.

'Not funny?' Chen Chuyang stepped forward.

Since it's not funny, then, Miss, you should also pay.

'Pay? What pay?' Jing Yuheng lifted her head, giving her most precious thing to Chen Chuyang.

For the sake of sealing the object, she risked near death; this is the treasure she painstakingly obtained, concerning the future of humanity.

How long did the Wind Spirit Monster General hunt her for the amber and the sealed object?

Is that not enough?

'The debt of saving a life is heavier than heaven; you want to repay it with this trash? You're really not worth much.'

……

Jing Yuheng didn't know how to rebut for a moment.

The debt of saving a life is indeed great, but…

Cough cough cough.

Jing Yuheng exhaled again, trying hard not to get angry.

She truly didn't understand this person's thoughts before her, nor did she know what he intended to do.

Fellow Daoist, how much money do you need?

She compromised.

One must bow one's head under the eaves.

Whether Jing Yuheng can live depends on this person before her; fighting is impossible.

The Wind Spirit Monster General was killed by him in a single glance; even at her peak, she wasn't worth a tooth gap.

What's more, she now has no combat ability at all.

She can only bow her head.

Fellow Daoist, give as you see fit; I don't mind if it's little.

In short, you'd better give as you see fit; if it's too little, you'll suffer.

Jing Yuheng understood the implication, opened her storage bag, and bore the pain of parting.

She took out most of the spirit stones and handed them all to Chen Chuyang.

Here you go.

Over five thousand spirit stones, all low-grade, with a few medium-grade; Chen Chuyang never expected Jing Yuheng to be so wealthy.

Without a word, he promptly put them away; his speed was such that Jing Yuheng was stunned again.

She had thought this person would be polite a bit, but didn't expect him to be so straightforward.

Cough cough cough, this money is your offering to me, not something I asked for.

Our debt of gratitude is repaid; from now on, you needn't keep it in mind.

Jing Yuheng blinked, staring at Chen Chuyang for a long time.

She was about to break down; this person is utterly shameless.

'What? You say the storage bag should also be given to me? That's not right, that's your storage bag.'

How about this: I don't want the storage bag, just give me what's inside.

You say all this; if I don't accept, it's looking down on me. I'm the kind of person who loves to help others.

Who made me such a good person? Rest assured, once your things are with me, they're mine, and no one can take them away.

Just like that, right in front of her, I snatched her storage bag.

I dumped out everything inside, leaving an empty storage bag, which I placed steadily in Jing Yuheng's palm, telling her: "You'd better guard your treasure well; don't lose it, because if you do, I won't compensate."

……

Jing Yuheng stared blankly at the storage bag in her palm for a long time, unable to recover.

She thought she had seen all kinds of people, all sorts of oddballs and deceitful scoundrels, weathered many storms in her life—otherwise she couldn't have climbed to her current position—but she had never encountered such an outrageous man.

The four words "shameless" cannot describe him.

Clearly it's banditry, yet he speaks of it as righteous and unavoidable.

He claims to do it for her, yet commits such acts—truly disgraceful.

You don't need to thank me; this is what I ought to do. When I see injustice, I draw my sword to help. I can't stand seeing others suffer.

What? You still have treasures to give me? That's not right. What, if I don't take it, I'm not giving you face.

Since you insist, I'll reluctantly comply.

Then, Jing Yuheng's second storage bag, which she had kept hidden, was found.

She didn't know how this man could find it, produce it, and even open it.

If it won't open, let Jing Yuheng open it; you can refuse, but his sword qi pointed at his own head leaves Jing Yuheng no choice but to open it.

Watching helplessly as her treasures fell into Chen Chuyang's storage bag, everything was gone.

A lifetime of savings, cleared out in this moment.

Overnight, she was back to square one.

……

Jing Yuheng spat another mouthful of blood, unable to bear the blow.

This man before her is… too shameless.

You……

Chen Chuyang waved his hand: "I already said, no need to thank me; this is what I ought to do."

You're a good person, knowing I'm a good person and willing to give me things; in appreciation, here's a pill I'll sell you cheap—five hundred spirit stones.

He produced a Hundred Herbs Pill and forced it into Jing Yuheng's mouth, leaving her no chance to resist.

Jing Yuheng swallowed it, then saw Chen Chuyang take out a promissory note and write some words on it.

Come on, sign your name; this is an IOU.

Jing Yuheng wanted to refuse, but helpless, her body wouldn't allow it, so she could only press her handprint.

The amount written there wasn't five hundred, but five thousand.

At this moment, Jing Yuheng felt like killing someone.

Is this how debts are incurred?