Chapter 67: Shang Yingnian: My good cabbage has been hogged by a pig

Hongchen, you are just too impulsive, you'll easily suffer a loss; later when you go to the Heavenly Heart Sect, you must really control your temper, don't let anger take over.

The Heavenly Heart Sect is not Longshe Cheng; inside, geniuses gather, powers clash, a single misstep leads to eternal damnation.

As your father, I don't want to hear news of your death and disappearance, so...

Shang Yingnian was very worried about this eldest daughter; her talent is not bad, but her disposition is too poor.

She is prone to impulsiveness, fearing that some people will scheme against her, turning her into a knife in their hands.

In a great sect, besides talent, one also needs wit; a brainless person will soon be schemed to death, possibly not even knowing how they died. Within Longshe Cheng, Shang Hongchen's mischief could be handled by Shang Yingnian, and those people would give him face.

As for the Heavenly Heart Sect, he cannot influence the will of those strong ones; everything must rely on the eldest daughter herself.

"Father, don't underestimate your daughter." Shang Hongchen brimmed with confidence; with her ability and talent, the Heavenly Heart Sect would be nothing more than easy to capture.

She wasn't worried about that; impulsiveness? That's because she has the strength to be impulsive, she's not stupid—before she had strength, she naturally wouldn't be so impulsive, nor would she... do foolish things.

"It's just that Chen Chuyang is too hateful; he surely knows we went up the mountain, yet he didn't come to greet us, hum."

What Shang Hongchen is angry about is this: Chen Chuyang surely hid on the mountain to watch the show, deliberately seeing them suffer a setback.

Or perhaps that man just wanted to watch them be humiliated by the formation, tormented repeatedly, leading to... collapse.

Shang Yingnian shook his head: "Hongchen, you must understand we entered privately, not with a prior visit."

"And you, don't harbor any hostility toward Chen Chuyang."

Shang Hongchen lowered her head, not daring to speak again.

Shang Yue then spoke: "Father, the mist has cleared."

Shang Yingnian saw at once that this was Chen Chuyang's doing; he hurriedly ordered his son and daughter to quickly go up the mountain, to stay here, for if the mist returns they won't be able to leave.

The three hurried up the mountain; after a quarter hour, they finally left the mist, all three panting.

Shang Yue looked back; the distance down the mountain wasn't long, yet they just couldn't walk out of it.

"This formation is too terrifying; fortunately Chen Chuyang didn't strike to kill, otherwise we might have been worse off."

It merely trapped them, without killing intent; Shang Yue glanced at the eldest sister, likely because she had provoked Chen Chuyang's anger, so he decided to teach them a lesson.

Compared to last time we came, the treatment is clearly different.

Look at the second sister over there—she passes through unimpeded.

Shang Hongchen snorted coldly, continued upward, and saw her younger sister practicing the sword, looking proper.

The sword technique was exquisite, her posture light, like a mountain azure sparrow.

"This sword technique?"

Shang Hongchen couldn't help but exclaim; beside her, Shang Yingnian looked up and saw his little daughter practicing the sword—her posture and movement were vastly different from before; the frail little girl could actually practice swordplay, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Hongxue."

The old father's shout caused Shang Hongxue to stop practicing sword, turn around, and see the father coming up the mountain.

She ran over and flung herself into the old father's arms.

"Father, how did you come?"

"And the eldest sister and little brother, when did you arrive?"

Upon seeing the eldest sister Shang Hongchen, Shang Hongxue visibly startled for a moment, shrank her head, yet showed no fear at all.

Shang Yue spoke: "We arrived long ago, trapped in the formation below the mountain."

In the meantime, he filed a complaint.

Shang Yue sensed a gaze falling on him, involuntarily looked over, and met Chen Chuyang's smiling, narrowed eyes.

At that moment, he felt as if a hyena were staring at him, and involuntarily his anus twitched.

"Gurgle."

He hastily closed his mouth, not daring to speak again.

Shang Hongxue naturally understood her brother's meaning; she saw the three's sorry state.

No need to look; surely they were trapped by the formation, and then...

"Father, are you uninjured?"

"Father's fine; Hongxue, were you just practicing sword?"

"Yes, Father, this is the sword technique taught to me by Elder Brother Chuyang."

Shang Hongxue answered with a grin, her eyes full of Chen Chuyang.

Shang Yingnian's expression froze for a moment, then he stroked his daughter's head, and saw the flowing-water hairpin on her head; this hairpin is rich in spiritual energy, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, nurturing Shang Hongxue's body.

"What is this?"

He was surprised inside but didn't show it; that spiritual fluctuation meant this hairpin is at least a magical artifact.

His own daughter certainly didn't have such a magical artifact; obviously, it was given by Chen Chuyang.

Chen Yuan of the Chen Clan would be reluctant to give a magical artifact to his own daughter; thinking of this, Shang Yingnian grew ever more pleased with Chen Chuyang.

He gave away magical artifacts—what a grand gesture.

Moreover, counting the spiritual medicines used on his own daughter, he knows it's quite a lot.

"Coming rashly without prior visit, please forgive us."

He clasped his hands, apologizing.

Chen Chuyang waved his hand: "The formations on Longshe Shan have been strengthened; next time it could be dangerous, so it's best not to enter privately."

Shang Yingnian was stunned for a moment, then still nodded.

Shang Hongchen opened her mouth, wanting to retort a couple sentences, but ultimately didn't speak.

Chen Chuyang slowly said: "I have set up a killing formation at the mountain's base, covering the whole Longshe Shan; this formation can kill anyone below the Condensed Pellet stage."

"If you happen to bump into me while I'm in seclusion, then sorry about that."

He gave Shang Hongchen a deep look, specially warning this woman.

Shang Hongchen flared up; she knew Chen Chuyang had said that on purpose to warn her not to cause trouble.

Longshe Shan isn't a place she can just come and go; if she trespasses again, her life or death won't be questioned.

He had said it in advance; if something really happens, the blame won't fall on him.

"Virtuous son-in-law… nephew, I will warn Hongchen and them; there won't be a next time."

Experiencing something like this once is enough.

A second time could actually be fatal.

Chen Chuyang has said all that; he's just short of telling you that next time you might actually die.

"Elder sister, father, Brother Chuyang's words you should take to heart; don't treat them as wind in the ears. Especially you, elder sister, don't cause trouble from now on—Longshe Shan is dangerous; it's not the Shang Clan where you can come and go as you please."

Shang Hongchen was lectured face-to-face by her younger sister; startled, she lifted her head and looked at her sister.

"Shang Hongxue." Shang Hongchen called her by name.

Shang Hongxue isn't afraid of her, she continued: "This time Brother Chuyang isn't in closed-door cultivation; you're lucky. If there's a next time, hum."

She stands with Chen Chuyang, unwavering.

Shang Yingnian saw this, rubbed his forehead; his daughter hasn't even married yet and already she's siding with outsiders—this daughter seems impossible to raise.

He feels weary; the fine cabbage he raised has been ruined by a pig, feeling awful.

"Shang Hongxue, I don't need you to teach me." Shang Hongchen shouted: "I'm your elder sister; you've stayed long enough at Longshe Shan—come back with me."

Shang Hongxue immediately retorted: "No, I don't want to go back with you."

Shang Hongchen stared in shock at her younger sister; she had refused her again.

Shang Yue raised his head, silently giving a thumbs-up to his second sister; indeed, the second sister has become formidable, awesome.

Indeed, as a woman of the Shang Clan, she is formidable.