Chapter 61: Sister in Danger, Feng Buchen's Scheme

On Longshe Shan.

Chen Churan went through a torment, a torment of the soul; her sword technique was broken, broken again and again, and she was far from being a match for Chen Chuyang. Even just the sword technique, without using any true Qi or strength, in a duel of sword techniques, she thought her chances were great, after all her sword technique was one of the top two in the Spirit Sword Sect among the younger generation, and few could surpass her.

This is why Chen Churan believes her sword technique is strong; she looks down on many people. Those whose strength surpasses hers, when she catches up, she will surely surpass them; and those weaker than her, sorry, she has never looked down on them.

For example, her second brother Chen Chuyang, in her mind, is also someone she does not give a proper look to. If it were not because he is her biological second brother, she would not have any interaction with such a person. In a sense, she is the same as Shang Hongchen, both consider themselves extraordinary.

At least, only geniuses can enter their eyes; everyone else is looked down upon.

But reality gave her a harsh slap; that slap was so severe it completely sobered her up.

"Second brother, why is your sword technique so powerful? Why hadn't I heard of this before?"

She had always thought her second brother's sword technique was mediocre, his strength lacking, his talent lacking; this was something she knew since childhood. This time she returned and found everything was off.

Second brother is very strong, his strength surpasses hers, and his sword technique is also better than hers, yet he defeats her using her own sword technique. No one can understand or experience that feeling.

Chen Churan didn't understand why everything had changed, why it was like this. Why had her second brother hidden so deeply? If it weren't for her... accidental discovery, wouldn't she have been deceived by him? His acting was truly skillful, never showing any hint, achieving genuine concealment.

"Well, I've never used a sword, and no one is worthy of me using a sword."

"Those weaker than me won't bully me; those stronger than me disdain bullying me, so no one knows."

"And you, my dear little sister, your sword technique is still so fragmented."

It's fragmented.

Those words pierced her heart.

Chen Churan stared blankly upward, looking at her brother, her heart shattered.

This assessment completely denied everything about her.

At that moment, she felt she was nothing; she had gone to learn at a Faction like the Spirit Sword Sect, and in the end her sword technique was still inferior to her brother's—how ridiculous, how tragic, how pitiful.

Depressed, she lowered her head, looked at her hands, and began to doubt herself.

She became withdrawn.

Shang Hongxue quickly spoke: "Brother Chuyang, stop speaking."

If you keep talking, your sister will collapse.

No matter what, she is my future younger sister-in-law; I cannot let her collapse.

Chen Chuyang still wanted to keep speaking, but Shang Hongxue gave him a white-eyed look; Chen Chuyang's lips twitched, he didn't continue, he wanted to properly educate this sister, to let her know what humility is, what it means there are people beyond people, Tianwai has heavens beyond.

Don't think that because you've joined a great Faction, you become lawless and disregard others.

The behavior of a frog in a well is unacceptable.

This sister is overly proud; such behavior is unacceptable.

In the future, she will certainly be taught by others; since that's the case, why not take the initiative to teach herself first? At least, when he acts, he does so with restraint.

Outsiders will not give you a second chance.

"Churan, it's fine now, you shouldn't listen to Brother Chuyang; he's doing it on purpose, too…"

Chen Churan remained reticent, not hearing Shang Hongxue's words.

Her eyes were vacant, her gaze hollow.

"Is my sword technique really that poor?"

"Before, I really... was... too... proud."

She was overly proud, and thus forgot her original intention.

Consequently, she looked down on everyone in Longshe Cheng.

Chen Chuyang's words struck her hard.

"No, you're great, Churan, don't listen to Brother Chuyang's nonsense; he's scaring you on purpose."

Shang Hongxue kept urging, and although she also thought Chen Chuyang's words were reasonable, Chen Churan, this younger sister-in-law, like her own elder sister, lived trapped in her proud world.

In her eyes, there was never anyone else.

Both were the same kind of person, equally self‑important.

Such people often face the greatest blow, but Chen Churan's blow came early.

"Don't believe him anymore; you must believe in yourself and be yourself."

"As a swordsman, you must always trust yourself; this is the fundamental way of a swordsman."

Chen Churan heard this, lifted her head, meeting Shang Hongxue's eyes.

The most basic of the swordsman's way is to trust oneself.

If one does not even trust oneself, how can one be a swordsman?

At that moment, Chen Churan awakened; her eyes regained spirit, she rose, cupped her hands and said, "Thank you."

That thank you came from the heart.

Shang Hongxue smiled: "No need to thank me, no need; I didn't do much."

The corners of her mouth lifted, she couldn't suppress it.

Chen Chuyang looked at the smug Shang Hongxue, couldn't help laughing; the girl was clearly happy, desperately holding back her smile, but her grin could no longer be restrained.

"Second brother, I was too proud before, I'm sorry."

She bowed and apologized.

That apology was her last dignity.

Chen Chuyang nodded approvingly: "To know one's mistake and improve is the greatest virtue. Sister, remember this: the world is vast, Tianwai has heavens beyond, there are people beyond people; don't always live in your own world. The world you know is only the tip of the iceberg."

"Yes, second brother."

Chen Churan humbly accepted; this time she neither retorted nor despised.

"Alright, you should go now; diligently cultivate your sword technique."

"Yes, second brother."

Chen Churan, this time, surprisingly did not retort and left obediently.

One woman left, and the other woman was about to leave as well.

With a glance, Shang Hongxue understood, she pouted, "Chuyang brother, could you not leave?"

"I don't want to go home for now; my elder sister is too hateful. If I return, she'll definitely lock me up, not let me out, nor let me… go up the mountain."

"Is that so? But you've been out for a few days; your family will worry."

Shang Hongxue shook her head, "They won't. My father knows I've come to Longshe Shan."

"Your father knows?"

"Yes."

Now Chen Chuyang was startled, looking at the girl before him. This time, wasn't she sneaking out?

Shang Hongxue fidgeted, "It can be called sneaking out, but only my elder sister didn't know; everyone else—my father, my mother, and my younger brother—knew, and they didn't stop me."

"……"

As for the matter, the whole family knows; only Shang Hongchen doesn't.

This family is also… strange.

One family opposing Shang Hongchen, and they can't even handle that kind—this is too weak, cough cough.

"Hm?"

"What's that?"

Chen Chuyang's complexion changed; he whispered, "Hongxue, stay on the mountain, don't go anywhere. I'll go and be back soon."

Shang Hongxue nodded obediently, "Chuyang brother, you go ahead."

Chen Chuyang vanished swiftly into the mountain.

Below Longshe Shan, on another mountain, Chen Churan encountered a crisis: hostile ghost energy swirled, countless ghost energy enveloped her, she drew her sword to fight.

After a dozen or so exchanges, Chen Churan's cultivation was too weak, ultimately she was no match, got injured and fell to the ground.

Feng Buchen stepped out of the darkness, sneering, "Chen Churan, I finally got you. It's as if I've broken iron shoes searching in vain, yet it came to me without any effort. Now the matter of Longshe Cheng has hope."

"Resist? Can you even resist?"

"Get down before me."

"Bang."

The gap in strength sent Chen Churan flying again, she lay on the ground spitting blood.