Chapter 383: Dragon Bone Sword, a top-grade spiritual artifact

"Am I weak?"

"Am I really that weak?"

"I'm not even as good as an ant, hahaha."

"So this is how it feels to be mocked and humiliated… I… back then, was I like this to him?"

Shang Hongchen knelt on the ground, muttering to herself.

No, she was even more ruthless back then, treating Chen Chuyang even worse.

Thinking back to how she had humiliated him, Shang Hongchen gave a bitter smile; the boomerang returned to her, and she felt this emotion—it was truly painful, even deadly.

Head lowered, bitter smile, tears welling in her eyes.

She held back her tears, knowing she couldn't cry or collapse; it was just a second failure—what's the big deal? The path of cultivation is never smooth; there will always be… a day when one falls.

As for her, she had merely experienced this in advance; but she couldn't accept Chen Chuyang saying she was weak—her strong self-esteem refused to accept that conclusion. Yet the facts were before her eyes: she didn't even have the strength to make Chen Chuyang lift a finger. How ridiculous.

How could she have still thought she was formidable, believing she could defeat Chen Chuyang, thinking he was a waste? In fact, that person didn't bother to contend with her, yet she believed Chen Chuyang kept yielding to her out of fear, because he lacked strength—so Shang Hongchen pressed on aggressively, step by step.

Compared to her younger sister Hongxue, she was the one with discerning eyes, the truly normal one; and precisely because of that, the sister gained everything—Chen Chuyang's affection, his indulgence, his help in her cultivation—and the sister surpassed her. At this moment, Shang Hongchen felt the sky collapse.

All her perceptions exceeded her imagination.

Longshe Shan, Father, Chen Clan, Longshe Shan, plus Chen Chuyang and the younger sister—everything has changed.

Perhaps her own younger brother has also become very strong; she just overlooked it.

"Everything has changed."

"Only I remain the same me."

The parents' attitude toward Chen Chuyang, and the younger brother's attitude toward Chen Chuyang, all indicate one point: Chen Chuyang is very strong, not the Chen Chuyang of before.

But she couldn't see it—or rather, she saw it but pretended not to.

How ridiculous, how tragic.

"All of this is my own doing."

"Hehehe."

She, bitterly smiling, knelt on the ground, knelt in the night.

On Longshe Shan, Chen Chuyang had just pushed open the room door, preparing to enter.

Shang Hongxue appeared behind him, saying, "Is my older sister alright?"

Chen Chuyang's raised hands froze for a moment, then he lowered them, turned around, and smiled.

Shang Hongxue spoke lightly: "I know my older sister came to find you; she's definitely here to cause you trouble. I know her best—if she loses to me, she'll surely come to bother you. She wants to test your strength; otherwise, she won't give up."

"When you went out, I also knew, Brother Chuyang, you've worked hard."

Shang Hongxue walked up to Chen Chuyang, opened her arms, and hugged her.

Chen Chuyang stroked the little girl's hair, saying, "She's fine; I didn't hurt her—I just made her kneel."

The little girl in his arms shuddered slightly.

Afterwards, she lifted her head, those eyes fixed on Chen Chuyang.

"Kneel?"

"How exactly should I kneel? Brother Chuyang, you wouldn't have done something sorry to me, would you?"

In the next moment, Chen Chuyang's handle was seized, and his whole self was in trouble.

He hurriedly explained, "Cough cough, it's not what you think; I just humiliated her, returning all those words she once gave me in one go."

Then Chen Chuyang briefly described the scene at that time, simply outlining his divine ability.

Only then did Shang Hongxue release her grip, threatening: "Brother Chuyang, remember this—you are my husband; without my permission, no one may get close to you or harbor any designs, not even my older sister."

"Cough cough cough." Chen Chuyang said embarrassedly, "I have no feelings for her."

"That's for the best."

Shang Hongxue gave Chen Chuyang a sideways glance; she well knew men's little thoughts—even Brother Chuyang, as a man, couldn't possibly have no interest in a beautiful older sister-in-law; it's just that their words and hearts differ.

Chen Chuyang is also a man, indeed a powerful one; he merely focuses on cultivation. In this regard, Shang Hongxue trusts Chen Chuyang, but she worries about the older sister.

What if the older sister wants to turn over a new leaf? Wouldn't that be...?

As for other women's temptations, Shang Hongxue believes Brother Chuyang can resist, not be swayed.

Only the older sister—Shang Hongxue doesn't know how to face her, nor how to speak to Brother Chuyang about it; she can only give advance warning, cutting off this line of thought.

At the very least, for now we must not let them become overly entangled.

"Little girl, you don't trust me?"

Shang Hongxue was lifted up; she hurriedly begged for mercy: "Brother Chuyang, I was wrong; I shouldn't have doubted you—mainly because I know my older sister too well; she will surely remember you."

"From now on, your troubles will be unavoidable."

"Had I known, I shouldn't have let you go down the mountain."

But she knows that if Brother Chuyang doesn't go down, the older sister won't leave.

Given Shang Hongchen's temperament, Shang Hongxue knows her too well.

No matter what is done, it's not easy to handle.

"You've gone through trouble, Brother Chuyang."

"It's fine; for you, what's wrong with being a villain?"

Moved to the core, she hugged Chen Chuyang tightly.

Giving Chen Chuyang a glance, he naturally understood, and he embraced her as they went into the room.

After one night passed.

Shang Hongxue left the room feeling refreshed, while Chen Chuyang began refining artifacts.

His affairs weren't finished; he was disturbed by the little girl all night. The little girl has grown up, learned some tricks—not very skilled—soon fell into a passive state, then begged for mercy.

Shang Hongchen, who had been kneeling at the mountain's base, left; she departed in the morning.

She had knelt all night, reflecting at the mountain's base; actually, Chen Chuyang did not Protector her—she could leave at any time—but this woman didn't know why she didn't go, choosing instead to keep kneeling. Fortunately, the Longshe Shan area is very safe; otherwise, she would have long been killed by the mountain's demonic beasts and certain dangerous people.

"Leaving is fine; it avoids trouble here."

"This woman ought to behave herself for a while."

"Heavenly Heart Sect."

Chen Chuyang raised their head and looked outward.

Inside Longshe Cheng, some things happened; the Heavenly Heart Sect's true successor died, the Heavenly Heart Sect had some movements, all of which Chen Chuyang intercepted, preventing those Spiritual Sense from entering Longshe Cheng.

Since then, no Spiritual Sense has dared to infiltrate.

The Heavenly Heart Sect side has been behaving well.

Taking out the Alchemy Furnace and placing it on the ground, Chen Chuyang took out the last bone of the Wild Dragon Snake, the hardest bone on its body—this is excellent material for forging; Chen Chuyang had specially kept it for sword practice.

From the position of the Wild Dragon Snake's skull, the dragon horns that had not yet fully grown—two horns fused together for refining—were all thrown into the Alchemy Furnace, where the Pill Fire burned.

After the Pill Fire was upgraded, forging was done again; the melting speed increased, and all aspects improved.

Three days later.

Inside the Alchemy Furnace, two masses of liquid appeared, merging together; then Chen Chuyang continued to add various materials, strengthening the weapon's toughness, enhancing it comprehensively.

Another three days.

The sword blade's prototype appeared.

A white sword, resembling a dragon bone.