Chapter 174: “Mocking the Incompetence of Fate,” Chen Changsheng: You’re Going to Get Hit by the Bald Man
Listening to the words of Proud Snow Red Plum, Chen Changsheng smiled and said, “You’re right.”
“You say the fate is a cruel thing, and even immortals aren’t omnipotent. Sometimes it’s truly better to rely on oneself than to rely on others.”
“I’m going to take him away from here; do you want to see him for the last time?”
“No need,” Proud Snow Red Plum shook her head and said. “I have already met him in my heart with Thirteen.”
“Meeting again would just be redundant.”
Looking at Proud Snow Red Plum in front of him, Chen Changsheng pondered for a moment and asked, “Do you know who Zhao Ke is?”
“I know.”
“Are you really not leaving?”
“I’m not leaving.”
Receiving this answer, Chen Changsheng nodded and said, “In the past, I thought fate was irreversible.”
“However, it turns out that fate is indeed irreversible.”
“But you have shown me a third path between submission and resistance.”
“Enduring fate, but fate cannot break you.”
“You stand at the pinnacle of the world, mocking the incompetence of fate. You truly amaze me.”
In response to Chen Changsheng’s words, Proud Snow Red Plum merely smiled, then walked back to the bronze mirror.
And Chen Changsheng’s figure gradually vanished from the room.
……
Outside the dilapidated temple.
“Huh~”
Chen Shisan was practicing sword techniques meticulously, wielding an ordinary branch as a weapon.
Returning from outside, Chen Changsheng found a cool spot to sit down.
He quietly watched Chen Shisan practice, and Chen Shisan did not stop practicing just because Chen Changsheng had returned.
One watched while the other practiced.
Time slipped by quietly; Chen Changsheng observed for an entire day, and Chen Shisan practiced for an entire day.
Seeing the sun gradually set and Chen Shisan’s clothes already soaked with sweat, he finally stopped.
Noticing this, Chen Changsheng, who had watched for the entire day, finally spoke up.
“Why don’t you continue practicing?”
“With your temperament, I figured you’d practice until you faint from exhaustion.”
“That would also prove your determination to grow stronger!”
Hearing Chen Changsheng’s words, Chen Shisan glanced at him and said blandly, “I practice swordsmanship solely to become stronger, not for you, and certainly not to prove any determination to you.”
“That makes sense.”
“However, why does your sword technique look so strange? Even if your talent is lacking, you shouldn’t be unable to grasp the basics of swordsmanship.”
In response, Chen Shisan took out the sword manual given to him by Chen Changsheng and said, “I practiced according to the sword manual you provided, but I can’t read, so I’ve just been mimicking the illustrations above.”
Chen Changsheng: ???
Upon hearing this, confusion was written all over Chen Changsheng’s face.
Without delay, he took the sword manual from Chen Shisan’s hand and flipped through it.
After looking at the mere dozen illustrations within, Chen Changsheng was at a loss for words.
“The text on the sword manual tells you how to exert force when drawing your sword.”
“Aren’t you worried about making mistakes by only looking at the illustrations?”
“Besides, if you can’t read, just say so. I can teach you.”
Upon hearing Chen Changsheng’s words, the stubborn Chen Shisan blushed for the first time.
He said softly, “I thought you wouldn’t teach me; after all, you and I only made a deal.”
“Since it’s a deal, you’re not obligated to do anything beyond that.”
Hearing Chen Shisan’s words, Chen Changsheng rolled his eyes dramatically.
“It’s my fault for not considering things thoroughly.”
“From now on, call me ‘Sir.’ Not only will I provide you with methods to grow stronger, but I’ll also teach you how to become strong.”
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“However, before getting stronger, we should eat something first.”
Saying this, Chen Changsheng pulled Chen Shisan into the temple.
……
“Sizzle!”
The meat chunks roasting over the flame made a sizzling sound, and Chen Shisan’s throat bobbed as he sprinkled spices.
Even though Chen Shisan’s stomach was growling, he still handed the first piece of roasted meat to Chen Changsheng.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng smiled and said, “Are you trying to curry favor with me?”
“No.”
“This meat was brought out by you, but I’m the one roasting it.”
“Though I have the right to eat, the first piece should go to you.”
Looking at Chen Shisan’s stubborn and earnest demeanor, Chen Changsheng’s smile brightened extraordinarily, and then he accepted the fragrant roasted meat.
Chen Changsheng took a casual bite of the roasted meat while Chen Shisan continued repeating the roasting process.
Suddenly, the usually taciturn Chen Shisan spoke up.
“What is the world of immortals like?”
Facing this question, Chen Changsheng looked up thoughtfully, then waved the roasted meat in his hand and said, “The world of immortals is more magnificent than the world of mortals.”
“But it’s also more filthy and cruel than the world of mortals.”
“Do you think I can survive in the world of immortals?”
“Most likely not.”
“Those with extraordinary talent might be as stubborn as you, and they can survive because they’re strong.”
“But someone like you, with stubbornness and poor talent, would probably end up as carrion in the wilderness in less than three days.”
Hearing this, Chen Shisan lowered his head and murmured, “I’m sorry, I’ve brought you losses.”
“Not to that extent; I still have some merits, after all.”
“I can’t say you’ll never d*e, but at least you won’t d*e so early. After all, if you d*e, I’ll be at a loss.”
Receiving this answer, Chen Shisan fell silent for a moment before speaking again.
“Still the same question, why did you choose me? You must have better choices.”
“Because you’re stubborn!”
“The world of immortals has too much survival of the fittest; some people lower their heads to survive.”
“Once they bow their heads, they forget their original intent. Forgetting their original intent, how can they become stronger?”
Upon hearing this, Chen Shisan questioned, “Do all immortals fear d*ath?”
“Of course not; immortals and mortals don’t differ much.”
“Most people fear d*ath, but there are some who do not.”
“However, in this world, it’s not only d*ath that can cause people to lower their heads; many situations can make people bow down.”
“It’s said that to keep one’s original intention is to reach the end; the original intention is easy to obtain, but difficult to maintain.”
“You, a stubborn mule, are just the kind of person who can maintain the ‘end.'”
“By maintaining the ‘original intention,’ your sword will have the qualification to strike at the strongest in the world.”
After speaking, Chen Changsheng casually tossed aside the wooden stick he was holding and comfortably lay down among the straw.
“Get some rest; we’ll be leaving here tomorrow.”
“Your talent is too poor; I need to think of a way to make your body stronger.”
“Looking all over the world, there are many places good at physical training, but the best place must be the Northern Desert.”
“Also, you need to prepare yourself mentally; the bald men over there hit hard.”
As soon as this was said, Chen Shisan furrowed his brow.
“Why do those bald men want to hit us?”
“They’re not hitting us; they’re hitting you.”
“Why?”
“Because I have a grudge against those bald men, and since they can’t beat me, they’re likely to hit you.”
Chen Shisan: “……”
Wanting to say something, but not knowing what to say.
