Chapter 642: Uncle Chen Shen: You don't want Hongxue to know about your affairs, do you?

Half an hour later, Chen Chuyang went down the mountain.

After bidding farewell to Elder Xinran, he no longer interfered in the affairs of the Spirit Sword Sect; as for the life or death of True Person Lingjian, he didn't care.

The sealed True Person Lingjian was essentially a cripple; he posed no threat to him.

If True Person Lingjian dared to have any thoughts against him, Chen Chuyang could kill him on the spot; the measures he had arranged to control Lingjian's life and death were naturally not limited to this, and he had not told Elder Xinran about these measures.

How Elder Xinran would deal with True Person Lingjian—whether to bind and torment him to breaking point or let him go—was none of Chen Chuyang's concern; he had obtained what he wanted and needed to return to Longshe Shan to cultivate properly.

Having absorbed the full essence of Mu Longhao, along with some other good things, Chen Chuyang naturally needed to digest them well.

On the way back, he saw his uncle Chen Shen leading some members of the Chen Clan slowly making their way to the Spirit Sword Sect.

"Chuyang nephew, is that you?"

Chen Chuyang landed and appeared before his uncle; Uncle Chen Shen was overjoyed and hurried forward to embrace Chen Chuyang.

"Chuyang nephew, is it really you? Are you going to the Spirit Sword Sect together with Uncle?"

Seeing this nephew here, he must be with me; how could I not be excited?

Chen Chuyang looked at his uncle, amused and helpless, saying, "Uncle, there's no need to go to the Spirit Sword Sect."

"Ah?"

Uncle Chen Shen looked at Chen Chuyang in puzzlement, not understanding.

"The battle at the Spirit Sword Sect is over."

"What!"

Uncle could no longer stay calm, staring at Chen Chuyang, certain that this nephew was not joking.

"Is what you're saying true? You're not deceiving me?"

"Uncle, it's true; how could I deceive you? This matter is true."

"This... I haven't even gone yet, and it's already over?"

Uncle's face was full of anguish; after arduously rushing here and preparing for so long, he hadn't expected it to end like this.

"Too fast, right?"

"Has the Spirit Sword Sect been wiped out?"

Chen Chuyang shook his head: "No."

"Did the Black Dragon Guard fail?"

"No either."

"They didn't fight?"

"They fought."

"Then what exactly happened?"

Chen Chuyang thought for a moment, briefly described the situation at the time, and after hearing it, Uncle was stunned.

"In other words, they really fought, and then they separated again?"

"So simple? So childish?"

Chen Chuyang smiled and nodded: "Exactly, the wise know the times; they stopped at a point and mutually called a truce."

Uncle Chen Shen: "……"

At this moment, he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

In short, he simply couldn't understand.

"Then, Chuyang nephew, did you gain any benefits?"

"None."

Uncle didn't believe it, circling around Chen Chuyang and even sniffing with his nose.

"Chuyang nephew, you have a woman's scent on you; have you been fooling around outside?"

"That scent is not Shang Hongxue's."

"The fragrance on Shang Hongxue is not like this; I have never smelled this scent before."

"No."

"Impossible, there definitely is." Uncle Chen Shen said firmly: "That scent is definitely not Hongxue's; did you go behind Hongxue's back to find other women?"

"Chuyang nephew, doing this is wrong on your part; Hongxue is so good, yet you did this—I will tell Hongxue."

Chen Chuyang gave his uncle a white-eye look; explaining further would be useless.

Uncle simply could not believe it.

"What do you want?"

Uncle chuckled: "Just share a bit of whatever good things you got; I'm not greedy, a third will do."

"……"

Chen Chuyang gave his uncle a white-eye look, casually tossed over a bottle of pills—a third-grade Dragon Blood Pill—take it or leave it.

Uncle immediately put it away, afraid that if he delayed, someone else would snatch it.

"Chuyang nephew, you think a single bottle of pills can send me off? Do you take me for a beggar?"

"Isn't that so?"

"……"

Uncle Chen Shen, furious, pointed at Chen Chuyang and snarled: "Chuyang nephew, you don't want Hongxue to find out about your affairs, do you?"

Chen Chuyang's mouth twitched; he hadn't expected his uncle to also learn this trick—truly despicable.

"Do as you please; I'm heading back."

Having said that, Chen Chuyang tried to leave, but his uncle hurriedly grabbed him, not letting him go.

What a perfect extortion opportunity—how could he let it pass?

Miss this chance and there'll be no next time; before, it was always nephew Chuyang extorting me.

Finally found an opportunity—how could Chen Shen let it go?

If you really let Chen Chuyang go, I won't sleep for the next three years.

"Nephew Chuyang, the matter isn't over yet—you can't leave. Who is that woman? What's your relationship?"

"Why do you have her scent on you? What did you two do?"

"Tell Uncle Three the whole story, or don't blame him for telling Hongxue."

"If you don't come clean, I'll also tell your sister‑in‑law."

By then, everyone will know your affair—see how you handle it.

Chen Shen has Chen Chuyang, this nephew, completely under his thumb; when he was previously schemed against by him, it was miserable beyond words.

Now he is so happy, so excited, so pleased.

Chen Chuyang laughed and cried: "Uncle Three, can't you stop doing this? It's so embarrassing."

"It's you that's embarrassing, not me." Uncle Three Chen Shen didn't care at all.

"Nephew Chuyang, confess and be lenient, resist and be strict."

"Just confess."

"……"

Chen Chuyang was very angry and also very depressed.

If I had known earlier, he wouldn't have come down.

Now it's good—being stuck with Uncle Three.

"Uncle Three, can't you be serious? This isn't something to joke about."

"I've always been serious; nephew Chuyang, it's you who's not serious, not me."

Chen Shen pointed at Chen Chuyang, smiling triumphantly: "Hush money—you'll definitely have to give it to me."

This sum of money, you can't escape.

He wants to take back everything he was previously swindled out of.

See if nephew Chuyang dares to scheme against him again—Chen Shen, that petty little guy.

Chen Chuyang gave Uncle Three a look, truly never expecting Uncle Three to go to such lengths to scheme against him, truly sparing no effort.

"Here you go."

Then he took out another bottle of pills and handed it to him—after all, he is Uncle Three.

These pills were originally meant for him; giving them earlier is still giving.

Uncle Three put away the pills and reached out again.

Not enough, not enough—two bottles of pills, just enough to send off a beggar.

These pills are mere trifles to nephew Chuyang; Uncle Three Chen Shen naturally knows this, and he wants to hit him hard.

He wants to ruthlessly extract from nephew Chuyang, to let him know what terror is and what the consequences of offending him are.

"Nephew Chuyang, this little thing can't seal my mouth."

"???"

Chen Chuyang let out a deep sigh, feeling very depressed and uncomfortable.

This feeling is truly stifling; this Uncle Three is truly… speechless.