Chapter 47: Ever Since I Met You, I’ve Been Sick
Chapter 47: Ever Since I Met You, I've Been Sick
Chen Zhaosheng walked on the water, step by step, leaving the lake behind.
Just as he set foot on the shore, a rustling sound came from a dense thicket to his left.
"As expected of the Chen family's hidden dragon, your strength is indeed formidable."
A deep voice echoed.
Chen Zhaosheng frowned and glanced over.
He saw a lean, pale figure with a bare upper body and black hair cascading down his back. His face was covered with a red iron half-mask, and he wielded two sharp, cold blades as he emerged from the depths of the forest.
"I wondered who was trying to play tricks."
Chen Zhaosheng's eyes were indifferent as he spoke calmly, "You shouldn't have come to this trial."
"You know who I am?"
Chen Ugly Child raised an eyebrow.
Chen Zhaosheng continued coldly, "How could I not know? You're the lowly spawn of a servant who thought she could change her fate by bearing a child to climb up the Chen family ladder."
Upon hearing this, Chen Ugly Child's eyes narrowed, and a dangerous aura began to emanate from him.
"Chen Zhaosheng, do you really think you're superior?" Chen Ugly Child said coldly.
Chen Zhaosheng did not answer but instead looked into the distance and spoke calmly:
"I know you feel a lot of injustice, but let me tell you, this world is just that realistic. I was born to stand at the top of the mountain, and getting everything I want is my privilege. From the moment I was born, it was destined that I would stand above everyone else, destined for a lifetime of nobility."
After a pause, Chen Zhaosheng withdrew his gaze and looked at Chen Ugly Child as if he were a pitiful insect, a faintly contemptuous smile curling on his lips.
"And you, you're nothing but a rat rotting in the gutter. No matter how you struggle, you'll always rot there, until you decay and stink, forever unable to see the light of day."
"Because what's in your bones is nothing but lowliness."
Hearing this, Chen Ugly Child slowly tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword.
He suddenly laughed at himself.
"I used to think that if I worked hard enough, you'd look at me differently."
"I used to think that if I performed well in this trial, maybe you'd try to accept me."
"My mother told me before she passed away that we were born to be servants and that I should never harbor unrealistic dreams, that it's enough to be a good servant for life."
Chen Zhaosheng glanced at him and said indifferently, "It seems your mother was smarter than you."
Chen Ugly Child didn't respond to him, continuing to speak to himself:
"But I wondered, why? We're all human, so why should I be inferior? Why should you be above?"
"I refuse to accept it, I really refuse."
"So, I trained hard, I put my life into training!"
"As long as I could grow stronger, I was willing to endure any pain, any torment, at any cost!"
At this point, Chen Ugly Child raised his head to look at Chen Zhaosheng and softly asked:
"Have you ever heard the sound of a waterfall crashing onto a green stone?"
"Hmm?" Chen Zhaosheng frowned.
Chen Ugly Child slowly raised his two cold blades, pointing them directly at Chen Zhaosheng.
He spoke, word by word:
"Waterflow Blade Technique, First Move: Azure Moon Slash!!!"
Boom!!!
As the last word left Chen Ugly Child's mouth, a shocking blade aura tore through the sky!
Bang—!!!
The entire lake's waters surged upwards, forming several waterspouts as if the sky and earth had reversed!
One waterspout burst from the ground, lifting Chen Ugly Child's feet, sending him soaring into the sky.
"Listen, this is the roar of the thousand-zhang waterfall."
"Slash!!!"
In an instant, Chen Ugly Child turned into a shocking blade light, slashing fiercely at Chen Zhaosheng from the vast sky.
"Lowborn."
Chen Zhaosheng's expression remained cold as his hair floated wildly.
Golden royal patterns began to spread across his body from the Royal diagram on his back, quickly covering him entirely.
Behind him, a majestic figure wearing imperial robes and a crown appeared in the void.
This emperor's phantom was shrouded in a chaotic mist, its form indistinct, but its face was identical to Chen Zhaosheng's, sleeping with closed eyes.
The next moment, the emperor's phantom in the void slowly opened its eyes.
"Hoo."
Chen Zhixing put down the "Nine Gods Technique" in his hands and gently exhaled.
In these few days, he had fully comprehended the Nine Gods Technique.
He only needed to step into the True Self Realm to begin practicing it.
Moreover, the situation with this method was quite similar to the "Bull Demon Star Transformation Technique."
This was because the creator of this method had only managed to refine three Great Dao Seeds before they could go no further.
After all, refining each Great Dao Seed meant pushing one of the Dao to the True Self Realm.
But who in this world has the wisdom to walk nine True Self-level Daos?
However, for Chen Zhixing, these limitations seemed almost tailor-made.
Because if there's one thing he has in abundance, it's wisdom!
"Next, I'll finish this trial, then step into the True Self Realm, choose a Dao as my Great Dao Seed, and condense my Dharma Aspect!"
Chen Zhixing's thoughts were clear as he stood up.
"By my reckoning, the trial should be nearing its end."
Chen Zhixing silently calculated the time, then without further delay, left the tomb of the Jiu Feng Daoist.
An hour later, Chen Zhixing arrived at the Chen family's trial grounds.
"Open."
He quietly uttered a word.
In an instant, the grand array slowly opened a gap, and Chen Zhixing stepped in.
Not long after entering the trial grounds, just as he was about to find a place to wait for the trial's end, a sharp female voice suddenly echoed from ahead.
"Chen Zhixing?"
Chen Zhixing raised an eyebrow and looked towards the voice.
He saw Lu Ying defeating a Chen family disciple, taking the bracelet from his wrist.
"You've been hiding well these past few days. I've been looking for you for days and couldn't find you."
Lu Ying sneered coldly, mocking, "A dignified direct descendant of the Chen family, only knows how to hide. What kind of person are you? My father even said you might not be as simple as you seem."
"What a joke."
Chen Zhixing sighed softly at her words and began walking towards Lu Ying, speaking as he went, "Do you know? Ever since I met you, I've been suffering from a serious illness."
"What?" Lu Ying frowned. This guy, could he still have feelings for her?
No, today she must crush his improper thoughts!
While Lu Ying was pondering, Chen Zhixing stopped in front of her. Without any hesitation, he delivered a loud, resounding slap to her pretty face.
"This illness is called 'intolerance for stupidity.'"
Slap!!!
Lu Ying was instantly sent flying high into the air, like a ragdoll, tracing an arc before crashing heavily to the ground.
Her entire pretty face swelled up instantly, her eyes misaligned, nose crooked, and blood mixed with teeth gushed out wildly.
In an instant, she collapsed on the ground like a pile of mud.