Chapter 62: Almost Got Fooled

The person Chen Ye least wanted to encounter at this moment was none other than Wei Changsheng.

It was not that he feared him, but rather that Chen Ye had made substantial gains this time and his mind was entirely set on finding a quiet place to cultivate in peace.

After witnessing that terrifying palm strike that erased stars, Chen Ye had lost all interest in trivial matters; only cultivation remained in his heart.

Yet this Wei Changsheng seemed like an inescapable shadow, appearing again as if his soul refused to disperse.

This time he was not alone; beside him stood a Miss with a cold expression, and judging by her attire, she must be a disciple of the Burning Fragrance Sect.

Chen Ye saw Wei Changsheng, and Wei Changsheng naturally noticed him as well. However, Wei Changsheng seemed to have completely forgotten past grievances, his face plastered with a smile as he walked straight toward Chen Ye.

Lu Fusheng recognized the attire on Wei Changsheng, hurriedly rose, bent his waist, and ran over to Wei Changsheng, just about to bow and offer greetings.

But before he could speak, Wei Changsheng waved his hand with a face full of impatience, stepping right past Lu Fusheng, causing Lu Fusheng's prepared pleasantries to get stuck hard in his throat, his smile instantly becoming extremely stiff.

However, Lu Fusheng reacted extremely quickly, immediately turning toward the other disciple of the Burning Fragrance Sect. This time, he actually received a slight nod of acknowledgment from the other party, and instantly, Lu Fusheng's smile became even more brilliant.

Chen Ye watched Wei Changsheng, whose face was full of smiles, hesitated only for a moment, and then responded with an even more brilliant smile.

He saw him quickly step forward, grab Wei Changsheng's hand in one grip, and say with immense excitement, "Brother Wei, I've missed you to death; how did you find your way to Hundred Sea Valley?"

Wei Changsheng never expected Chen Ye to be more exaggerated than himself, getting so intimate as to grab his hand directly. The smile on Wei Changsheng's face instantly froze, his body instinctively wanting to step back half a pace, and his fingers felt somewhat stiff while shaking hands.

Seeing such a performance from him, Chen Ye thought, "This fellow lacks depth; he needs more training."

Chen Ye had originally worried that after experiencing a setback, Wei Changsheng might have truly repented and changed his ways. But now it seemed he was still the same type, hiding a knife behind a smile.

What Chen Ye feared was that if Wei Changsheng disregarded everything and directly used the Burning Fragrance Sect's power to crush him, then he would indeed have no recourse. But since Wei Changsheng was still playing this game of duplicity, it showed he still cared about the Burning Fragrance Sect's reputation; in that case, Chen Ye was not afraid.

At this moment, both of them wore expressions of smiling on the outside but not on the inside, pretending to be close friends reuniting after a long separation.

Lu Fusheng watched from the side, his face full of envy. No wonder this Daoist Chen could casually produce pills from the Burning Fragrance Sect to give away; it seemed his relationship with the Burning Fragrance Sect was truly extremely deep. For a loose cultivator, this was like embracing a towering tree.

Lu Fusheng was also a smart person; even though he very much wanted to connect with the Burning Fragrance Sect, now was certainly not the time, so he casually found an excuse and left the pavilion, not disturbing their "catching up."

"In the future, I must definitely build a good relationship with this Daoist Chen."

Carrying this thought, Lu Fusheng hurriedly exited the pavilion, waiting for the next person to enter the valley.

Wei Changsheng did not notice this insignificant loose cultivator; he was caught somewhat off guard by Chen Ye's enthusiastic greeting, but he quickly calmed down and politely replied in kind, "I thought you would return to Qinghe together with Junior Sister Su; I almost went to Qinghe to find you."

Chen Ye asked, "Then how did Brother Wei know I came to Hundred Sea Valley? Moreover, the timing is so convenient?"

Wei Changsheng pretended to be mysterious, the corners of his mouth rising slightly: "Guess?"

The smile on Chen Ye's face was even more brilliant than his as he answered, "I'm busy cultivating; I don't have the leisure time to guess."

Hearing this, Wei Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly, as if a cold glint flashed within.

The smile on Chen Ye's face did not diminish, but the spiritual energy within his body was already circulating, all converging into the sword case behind his back.

If we really fight, I'll first stab this Wei Changsheng right through the heart.

Even the Gangsha Body Tempering cannot block the sword qi of this sword case; this is the sword qi of the Qinghe Sword Sect.

Just as the atmosphere became subtle, Wei Changsheng's eyes rolled, as if he suddenly remembered something, and he lowered his voice to say, "Daoist Chen is indeed very busy; in the midst of busyness, you made a mistake and even lost your most treasured treasure, didn't you?"

These words were like a massive stone thrown into a heart-lake, stirring up huge waves in Chen Ye's heart. His pupils instantly shrank to the size of needle points, and his knuckles turned white from the sudden exertion of force.

Could it be that Master has fallen into Wei Changsheng's hands?

A wave of panic surged in Chen Ye's heart; no matter how hard he tried to remain calm, he was ultimately still a mortal and simply could not hide these details.

Wei Changsheng had been staring tightly at Chen Ye's every move from beginning to end and naturally noticed these changes in expression.

Seeing this scene, Wei Changsheng felt secretly pleased in his heart and said to Chen Ye, "It seems this treasure is of utmost importance to Daoist Chen. In that case, why not use it to exchange for your Heavenly Secret Art? What do you think?"

Chen Ye hesitated not a single bit and responded decisively, "Deal."

Such straightforwardness actually made Wei Changsheng pause for a moment, but he immediately said again, "It seems I underestimated the value of this treasure. Now that you want to trade, I am not in a hurry anymore; perhaps Daoist Chen can produce even more things to exchange."

Hearing these words, the nerves in Chen Ye, which had been tense due to anxiety, relaxed.

Chen Ye grinned and said to Wei Changsheng, "Brother Wei, you almost tricked me. Really, it was just that little bit."

Having said this, Chen Ye reached out and patted Wei Changsheng's shoulder, then turned and left.

Wei Changsheng watched Chen Ye's back, originally wanting to call him to stop, but was blocked by another disciple of the Burning Fragrance Sect reaching out a hand.

Only after Chen Ye walked out of sight did Wei Changsheng question, "Junior Sister Mo, why did you stop me?"

This female cultivator, called Junior Sister Mo, had a demeanor as cold as frost, her eyes revealing a detachment that kept people at a thousand miles distance, and her voice was so clear and cold it seemed to carry not a trace of warmth as she slowly said, "Senior Brother Wei, I reminded you repeatedly beforehand to speak only the first sentence; why add this unnecessary step, drawing a snake and adding feet?"

Wei Changsheng's eyebrows furrowed even tighter, his face full of confusion and unwillingness as he said, "He agreed to the trade as soon as he heard it, yet I don't even know what this so-called treasure actually is. Junior Sister Mo, you only told me to say the first sentence, and then what? If I don't continue to press, won't he become suspicious?"

This Miss Mo's tone remained clear and cold: "The divination showed exactly this. You only need to speak the first sentence, and then shut your mouth."

Wei Changsheng did not agree, a glint of doubt flashing in his eyes as he refuted, "Junior Sister Mo, I know you have extraordinary talent. But of the three divinations you calculate daily, only one is certainly true. You accurately calculated the hour of his arrival at Hundred Sea Valley, but how do you know whether the other two are true or false?"

This Miss Mo, whose surname is Mo, is named Mo Sui Xin and is the chief disciple of the Seven Stars Hall of the Burning Fragrance Sect.

It is only because she possesses extraordinary talent that she can calculate three divinations daily; no matter who or what she calculates, one of the three is certainly true.