Chapter 69: This Time, I Definitely Won't Lose!

"Lao Wang, how are you going to handle this?"

"Haha, Lao Wang, you have truly struck it rich."

"Your eye for things is truly good."

Wang Yang gradually lost himself amidst the gazes of envy.

He hurriedly had Wang Xinqian go to the store to buy a carton of Cigarette to hand out to the villagers who had moved the Ancient Beast.

"Look, this child Chen Yan..." Wang Yang said with a laugh, looking at the Ancient Beast in the courtyard that was the size of a small Mountain, not even knowing what to say.

Soon, the villagers who came to see the Ancient Beast left, and the courtyard became quiet.

Wang Xinqian stared blankly at this Ancient Beast.

"This Chen Yan is a bit too bold..."

Wang Xinqian murmured, her eyes filled with a trace of shock.

Wang Yang was stunned and looked at Wang Xinqian:

"What do you mean?"

Wang Xinqian, however, shook her head and said:

"Dad, do you still remember the one jin of Ancient Beast Meat I brought back last night?"

Wang Yang nodded, but Wang Xinqian gave a bitter Smile:

"That was something I saw a Strong One kill. That Strong One charged all the way through Qingshan, with gusts of Wind Element, and just the Ancient Beasts I saw being killed numbered three.

This one, I also saw yesterday.

I didn't dare take much, only daring to cut off one jin, yet this Chen Yan actually moved the whole thing down."

Wang Xinqian's eyes still held a trace of lingering fear; taking things from a Strong One, even if that Strong One didn't intend to keep them, shouldn't be done with such a grand display.

Wang Yang Frown, but soon laughed:

"That won't happen. I know this kid Chen Yan; he wouldn't do something like that."

"But..." Wang Xinqian looked at Wang Yang:

"The one jin of meat I brought back was Tier 2, which is to say, Beast Meat of the Hundred Meridian Late Stage.

Hundred Meridian realm, Tier 2!"

Wang Yang's Mu Guang shrank, and he exclaimed:

"Is Chen Yan already this strong?"

Wang Xinqian was stunned.

This...

She let out a long breath; who exactly was the one acting abnormally?

"Dad, we should still ask him. I am very grateful that he could give our Jia Li this Ancient Beast Meat," Wang Xinqian said softly:

"I misunderstood him yesterday, but I cannot let him do something wrong."

Wang Yang's Smile also faded at this moment, and he nodded:

"He will be here in a moment; I will tell him."

Before long.

Someone knocked on the door.

Wang Xinqian opened the door and saw a Youth wearing a clean short-sleeved shirt standing under the scorching sun that felt like golden arrows, his Mu Guang clear and bright, carrying a clarity not of this world.

"Hello, is Wang Laoshi in?" the Youth asked.

"He... he is in," Wang Xinqian said, somewhat stunned.

"Chen Yan, you're here. Just in time to eat together," Wang Yang walked out from the Chu Fang, his hands still covered in flour.

"Okay."

Chen Yan gave a quiet Smile.

Chen Yu had gone to the Xue Xiao at Noon, and since things were busy at Chen Yan's Jia Li, he hadn't eaten either.

"Please... please come in," Wang Xinqian said, stepping aside.

This was Chen Yan?

She glanced at the Ancient Beast Meat in the courtyard; the longer this Ancient Beast Meat sat in the courtyard, the more worried she became.

Worried that the Strong One would be angry.

Naturally, she had accumulated many words in her heart that she wanted to say to Chen Yan.

But the moment she saw the Youth, she couldn't say them.

She attended high school in Yunmeng City and had seen many handsome geniuses; she had even seen Chu Xuanxian from afar.

But for some reason, the Youth before her gave her a feeling that surpassed those geniuses.

Was it an illusion?

Wang Xinqian shook her head.

The two sat in the living room, and after a long Silence, Wang Xinqian felt her scalp tingling from the awkwardness, so she spoke to the calm Youth:

"That Ancient Beast..."

"It is a gift I gave to Wang Laoshi."

"Did you kill it?"

"Yes."

Wang Xinqian bit her red lips tightly, but a trace of Disappointment surfaced in her heart.

"It was indeed killed by me; if one wishes to consume it, one must carefully select the edible parts."

Chen Yan spoke again; he could see the abnormality in Wang Xinqian.

"Mm." Wang Xinqian nodded:

"About that matter, thank you."

What she was referring to was the matter of Chen Yan stopping Ye Secretary.

"It's nothing."

Silence.

Awkwardness.

"You..." Wang Xinqian spoke again, and seeing Chen Yan look over, she lowered her brain again.

Why won't he admit it yet?

"Was it really you who killed it?"

"Mm."

…………

To the side, Chen Yan remained in Silence; the sound of Wang Laoshi's daughter's heartbeat could be used as a drum.

"Dinner is served."

Wang Yang walked into the living room carrying a full basin of stir-fried tomato and eggs, seeing this awkward scene.

"Qianqian, go bring the noodles."

"Dad, you made so much?"

"Yes, both of you have quite good appetites."

Wang Xinqian ran out quickly.

Dinner is served.

"Xiaoyan." Wang Yang looked at Chen Yan, who was burying his head in his noodles, and spoke:

"How are things in the True Martial Class?"

"Pretty good." Chen Yan said with a Smile.

"Is anyone bullying you?" Wang Yang asked again, and Wang Xinqian stopped her chopsticks.

Chen Yan looked up, remained in Silence for a moment, and shook his head:

"No."

He was not being bullied; he was being framed.

With the insincerity between him and Chu Feiyuan, it was destined that someone would die.

Wang Xinqian looked up at Chen Yan, suddenly thinking of herself.

Was she not also often bullied?

Being weak is the original sin.

Wang Yang was no fool; seeing Chen Yan's expression, he patted Chen Yan on the Shoulder and sighed softly:

"The long road is winding, and the Dao is obstructed and difficult.

Wherever there are people, it has always been like this."

Chen Yan nodded, but Wang Yang changed the subject:

"Was that Ancient Beast really killed by you?"

"It was me."

"That's fine then." Wang Yang continued eating and asked no more.

Wang Xinqian was shocked.

It just ended like that?

Wang Yang remained in Silence for a good while, glanced at Wang Xinqian, and then looked at Chen Yan:

"Xiaoyan, do you know about the Gong Family Contract?"

Yesterday, he had argued with his daughter for a long time because of this matter.

Now, he did not know whether he was right or not.

He was very hesitant, feeling resentment in his heart, yet unable to do anything about it.

Seeing Chen Yan, he wanted to speak out and ask.

Sometimes, Wang Yang felt that if it were Chen Yan making the choice, there would be no mistake.

It was somewhat ridiculous, but he truly felt this way.

"Mm." Chen Yan nodded.

"If you were asked to sign it, would you?" Wang Yang asked cautiously, and to the side, Wang Xinqian's body stiffened.

"I would not."

"Why?" Wang Yang revealed a Smile.

Chen Yan glanced at Wang Xinqian, roughly knowing the reason:

"If I were to sign the Gong Family Contract, I would be tied to the Gong Family in the future, lose a lot of freedom, and it would even limit my future development."

Wang Yang:

"What if we don't consider those things?"

Chen Yan was indifferent; if he did not consider those things:

"Teacher, I know the answer you want.

The Gong Family nearly harmed my future and belittled my dignity; I will not join."

"That is you."

Wang Xinqian spoke, looking at Chen Yan with stubbornness:

"You have no opportunity, but now I have an opportunity."

Chen Yan fell into Silence; this was a family scandal, yet Wang Laoshi was speaking of it right in front of him, asking him.

Logically, he should have avoided it, but with Wang Yang like this, he found it difficult to step away:

"If you sign it, what will happen?"

"I will become strong, and what my Father lost..." Wang Xinqian glanced at Wang Yang and said hesitantly, "I will pick it back up."

"You cannot pick it back up, and Wang Laoshi never lost his dignity," Chen Yan said in a low voice.

To the side, Wang Yang shuddered, looking at Chen Yan with an extremely complex expression.

"Dignity is never given by others; you will become strong, but it has nothing to do with dignity."

Quiet.

Wang Xinqian's face flushed red:

"That is still better than you taking Ancient Beast Meat killed by others and stubbornly pretending it is your own!"

Having said that, Wang Xinqian left.

"Qianqian!" Wang Yang shouted in a low voice, but Wang Xinqian rushed into her room on her own.

Crying.

"Chen Yan, you are no better than me; you haven't experienced what I have, so you cannot judge!

Do you know how the children of those rich people in Yunmeng City look at me?

I could work my whole life and never possess the things they had the moment they were born."

A voice with a Crying Voice sounded from inside the bedroom:

"Also, you had better return that Ancient Beast, otherwise it is dangerous!"

Inside the living room, silence fell once again.

Wang Yang took out a Cigarette and lit it.

Chen Yan began to eat, not saying a word.

Do not urge others to be kind if you have not experienced their suffering.

Wang Laoshi had truly placed him on a roasting rack.

However, Chen Yan did not feel that what he said was wrong.

Throughout his journey, dignity had always been fought for—fought for while going mad, fought for while Laughing, fought for with surging Anger.

More importantly, by signing the Gong Family Contract, Wang Xinqian was throwing away not just her own dignity, but also Wang Laoshi's.

Dignity is not about weight, but one must not belittle oneself.

"Sorry about that," Wang Yang said with a bitter laugh.

"That Ancient Beast was indeed killed by me," Chen Yan said.

"Teacher believes you," Wang Yang said dismissively, for he certainly understood Chen Yan:

"Have you completed the Awakening of Qi and Blood?"

"No."

"Then you killed it with Horizontal Refinement, achieving a Yue Jie Zhan against a Hundred Meridian Ancient Beast?"

"Yes."

Wang Yang was even more amazed; looking at this student of his, he was truly a heaven-sent talent.

"I am very happy that you could come to see your teacher, but do not go to such expense in the future."

"It is nothing."

Chen Yan Stood Up and left.

After a while, Wang Xinqian walked out with red-rimmed eyes:

"I am going to apologize to him."

"No need; Chen Yan is not petty."

"Is he not returning that Ancient Beast?" Wang Xinqian looked at the large Ancient Beast by the door:

"What I am talking about is no small matter; offending a Strong One is not advisable!"

"Chen Yan does not lie; this was indeed killed by him."

Wang Xinqian lifted her head, feeling as if tears were about to burst forth.

What on earth is wrong with this world?!

Time passed slowly.

The Heaven slowly grew dark.

Today is Sunday; Chen Yan has to go to the Xian, so he will certainly leave in the afternoon.

Wang Xinqian also has to take the shuttle bus to Yunmeng City; she will sleep on the bus and arrive at five in the morning.

However, sitting at Jia Li, Wang Xinqian felt increasingly conflicted, her mind recalling the Manner of that Youth.

The other party was very good-looking, and his words were peaceful, but did he really kill that Hundred Meridian Realm Ancient Beast?

That was a Hundred Meridian Late Stage, after all.

With such strength, why would he be in a Xian-level True Martial Class?

This is at least the level of the top Thirty on the Yunmeng Talent List.

What made it even harder for her to accept was that her Father believed it.

No.

Although that person is very pretentious, he did save her Father after all; he is wrong, and she cannot just sit by and watch him continue to be wrong.

"Father, where is Chen Yan's Jia Li?" Wang Xinqian asked, then immediately ran out of the courtyard.

Running through the streets, Wang Xinqian's speed was extremely fast, drawing gasps from passersby.

Finally, at an intersection, she saw...

A woman dragging luggage, with messy hair and bruises on her face.

"Qianqian!" The moment the woman saw Wang Xinqian, she ran over, howling and crying.

"Why did you come?" Seeing the person who arrived, a trace of disgust appeared in Wang Xinqian's eyes.

The other party was her Mother, but she was a base, money-obsessed wretch.

Suddenly, Wang Xinqian froze in place.

Signing the Gong Family Contract was precisely because of this woman.

But she clearly loathed the other party so much.

Did she still have to go and sign it?

Recalling the words of Chen Yan and her Father all at once, she felt extremely conflicted.

"Qianqian, you can't abandon Mother." The woman howled, trying to hug Wang Xinqian, but was dodged by her.

"Don't you have Gong Qing?"

"Gong Qing?" Malice and fear appeared in the woman's eyes:

"He doesn't want me anymore; he's the one who hit me. Look, Qianqian, he hit me so ruthlessly."

Wang Xinqian's body stiffened; the mother she loathed had been abandoned, so she no longer had the opportunity to sign the Gong Family Contract.

At this moment, as a massive opportunity drifted away from her, Wang Xinqian only felt a sudden sense of clarity.

It was gone, perhaps that was better.

"He abandoned you?"

"He was afraid. He offended Chen Yan, so he didn't dare let me stay with him anymore." The woman said, her eyes full of panic and disdain:

"He is just an outsider of the Gong Family, how could he dare to offend Chen Yan?

Your Father is better after all; I was truly blind back then.

Qianqian, let's go, take me to see your Father. I want to apologize to him, sob, sob, sob."

The woman howled, but Wang Xinqian remained frozen in place.

Like a stone sculpture.

"Chen... Chen Yan, is... who... who is he?"

"Your Father's student. He's truly amazing; he defeated Chu Xuansheng and even joined the Military Martial Guard.

Gong Qing was so scared his face turned white, what a Waste!"

The Eternal Night hung in the sky, black as a curtain, with twinkling stars, and the Milky Way blooming with light across the entire earth.

That night, a woman was driven out of her home once again.

A girl sat on a chair, lost in thought for a long, long time.

A youth dressed entirely in Black Clothes and wearing a White Mask appeared in the Combatant Area of the Tianbei Fist Tournament.

"Heavens, the contestant Wen Xin, who just promoted to Silver Rank, has already won seven consecutive matches in the Silver Rank tournament.

This is even more terrifying than that contestant Bing Yi!"

As the Host's exaggerated voice resounded throughout the Observation Area, the applause on-site was like Thunder Element.

The lights above the massive Star Dome gathered and shone down.

On the Arena, a Woman wearing a Rabbit Mask had a Golden Formation Disk floating in front of her, looking exceptionally dazzling.

"Wen Xin." In the Combatant Area, Chen Yan looked down at that figure, feeling very surprised.

He heard from other Silver Rank contestants that the other party had entered the Silver Rank since the afternoon and taken the nickname 'Wen Xin'.

And then kept winning.

Great progress indeed.

Looking at the Array Patterns in front of the other party, the yellow light representing Formation Energy within the Po Sheng Realm surged.

The Array on the other party's body had become even more profound.

Chen Yan clicked his tongue inwardly; this person was his teacher in the Array Path!

Soon, Wen Xin's eighth match began. Chen Yan watched quietly; within the Po Sheng Realm, the Zhen Character Fruit began to grow slowly.

"How is this supposed to be fought? This person's entire body is covered in Arrays; I reckon even a Horizontal Refinement Martial Artist with Seventy-Two Patterns would find it hard to break."

"Indeed, and her Array can not only strengthen her own defense but also boost her speed. It's too fast!"

"She is definitely a genius. I even feel that she has engraved Fist Technique patterns into her Array Patterns; the Martial Rhythm in her punches is very seasoned."

"This is the terror of the Array Path; whether you can win depends on your performance on the spot, but she has already prepared every Method within her Array Patterns."

Beside Chen Yan, the other Silver Rank contestants kept exclaiming.

Today's Wen Xin was a Dimensional Reduction Strike compared to average Silver Rank contestants; unless it was the strongest batch, it was very hard to win.

"Dear members, may I ask who among you is willing to compete?"

At this moment, the White Skirt Woman arrived and looked respectfully at all the Silver Rank contestants.

Once at Silver Rank, one was a member of the Tianbei Fist Tournament and could freely decide whether to compete.

No one stood up.

"I'm not going, I'm not feeling well today."

"I'll watch for now."

Some waved their hands, clearly unwilling to go and fight; losing a battle would mean a drop in points.

The White Skirt Woman frowned.

"I'll go," Chen Yan said.

"Ice Master," the White Skirt Woman's eyes showed surprise, "you have only just become Silver Rank."

"It's fine," Chen Yan said with a smile.

Today, nothing could stop his desire to learn.

"Very well, thank you," the White Skirt Woman bowed slightly to Chen Yan.

Soon, the broadcast of Wen Xin's Eight Consecutive Wins rang throughout the entire arena.

Beams of light intertwined and rolled, and the atmosphere at the scene reached its peak.

On the Arena, Chen Yu withdrew the Array Patterns in front of her, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth:

"If it were my Brother, he would probably win more easily than I did."

"Probably, but your progress is also very fast," the Red Skirt Woman said with a smile.

She sighed inwardly at how high Chen Yan's status in the Martial Officer Town was.

Today, there was actually a Jidan Realm Peak secretly protecting Chen Yu.

Chen Yu had no choice but to spend two hours creating an Array Puppet to replace herself, only then managing to deceive that person.

It was fortunate that they were a Horizontal Refinement Martial Artist; if they were a Mind Master, such a Puppet would have been seen through at a glance.

"Mm, Lao Ge is indeed too amazing," Chen Yu sighed sincerely.

The feeling of having a genius Elder Brother was very complicated.

She herself had a teacher.

Yet her Elder Brother had fought his way up, one fist at a time.

"Let us welcome the next victim—oh no, contestant!"

At this moment, beside Chen Yu, the Host shouted out loud, and countless people burst into laughter.

Tonight, Wen Xin had indeed shocked all directions.

"Wait, it's actually that person!" A look of shock appeared on the Host's face:

"Ice Master, the genius who once defeated Wen Xin!"

Whoosh!

All sides were shaken, and countless people Stood Up.

Beams of light projected down, a path of light appeared on the red carpet in front of the Arena, and a lean figure wearing a White Mask walked slowly toward Chen Yu.

Chen Yu's Mu Guang trembled; even though her strength had greatly increased, facing this person, she still felt a trace of nervousness in her heart.

"This time, I can take revenge!"

In the Consciousness World, the Red Skirt Woman smiled faintly, very satisfied with the arrangement of Tianbei.

Hiss...

Wisps of Cold Intent invaded toward the Arena, and the Host also became nervous at this moment.

"Next is Wen Xin's ninth battle. Facing Ice Master, who once defeated them, can Wen Xin take revenge this time?"

Following the Host's question, all the Audience held their Breath, and the suspense reached its peak.

Beneath the Rabbit Mask, Chen Yu revealed a Smile.

She would defeat Ice Master and continue her winning streak!