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Chapter 584

Chapter 584: Utter Defeat, Ma Ling’er: Unrepentant Even in d*ath

Watching Xu Yao lost in thought, Chen Changsheng smiled and did not urge her.

At such a critical moment, many things needed to be realized on one’s own.

At this time, Xu Yao, who had been pondering for a while, looked up and said, “Sir, I still feel that your approach is somewhat inappropriate.”

“Why can’t we speak plainly?”

“If we lay everything out on the table, things might improve.”

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng rolled his eyes and said, “Girl, not everything can be said directly.”

“For instance, how should I tell them about our recent conversation?”

“I suspect Nangong Xing has issues, and given the situation, Ling’er would naturally ask me for evidence, but the problem is, I don’t have any evidence.”

“Although most of my assumptions are accurate, I can’t guarantee that I’ll always be right. What if I’m wrong?”

“Moreover, the matter concerning Jian Fei and Ling’er can’t be spoken of either.”

“Do you expect me to use my identity and means to pressure them, and then have them face each other directly?”

“Tù Huǔ’s love cannot tolerate even the slightest impurity; doing so will only lead to a lifetime of suffering for them.”

“So all I can do is create opportunities for them, and if they can mutually like each other, then that’s great.”

“If fate doesn’t allow it, then they will have to face what’s next on their own.”

After listening, Xu Yao looked up at Chen Changsheng and asked, “Sir, do you often carry such burdens in your heart?”

“Most of the time, yes.”

“Then your heart must be heavy because all the difficult choices fall upon you to decide.”

“Hahaha!”

“Surprisingly, this little drunkard knows how to empathize. Having this kind of heart is enough.”

“If you truly wish to repay me, then think carefully about what kind of ideal husband you want to find.”

“This way, your mother won’t nag me every day.”

“Splash!”

A torrent of Divine Source poured out, and the heights of Jian Fei and Nangong Xing continued to ascend.

As the heights increased, the amount of Divine Source consumed for each step became astronomical.

Faced with such an expense, even Nangong Xing from the Eight Desolates found it somewhat strenuous.

In contrast, Jian Fei’s speed did not show any signs of slowing, as he was currently ascending at all costs.

“Please wait a moment, gentlemen, I will return shortly!”

The person in charge of the God of Wealth lineage at the Sword Qi Great Wall suddenly left the scene, seemingly due to a lack of Divine Source.

Seeing this, Nangong Xing on the steps let out a sigh of relief.

Taking advantage of this gap, an old man beside Nangong Xing also disappeared into thin air.

Clearly, Nangong Xing had sent someone to retrieve money.

Watching the events unfold, Jian Fei stood calmly on the high steps, and no one knew what he was thinking.

After a short while, the person in charge of the God of Wealth lineage returned, and the old man beside Nangong Xing came back as well, once again resuming their contest of wealth.

The steps continued to rise, with Jian Fei and Nangong Xing just one step away from the high platform.

“Splash!”

The final step was about to be forged, but it seemed Jian Fei’s step was missing a piece.

Upon taking a closer look, a piece of Divine Source was tightly grasped in Jian Fei’s hand.

“Crack!”

The Divine Source in his hand was crushed, meaning Jian Fei’s step could not be considered fully forged.

“Impressive, truly worthy of being the number one family in the Eight Desolates. I admire your wealth,” Jian Fei remarked.

Facing Jian Fei’s words, Nangong Xing looked at the man before him with curiosity, then clasped his hands and said, “Thank you for your generosity, may I ask your esteemed name?”

“Jian Fei!”

“A warm welcome to the Sword Cultivator Conference. May I witness your splendid style?”

“Of course, I will make sure to impress you then.”

After speaking, Jian Fei turned and walked down the steps.

After descending, Jian Fei walked up to Ma Ling’er and smiled, saying, “Sorry, I didn’t bring enough money.”

Faced with Jian Fei’s cheerful demeanor, Ma Ling’er’s lips moved slightly as she softly said, “Thank you!”

“What are you thanking me for? We are sworn friends; remember to treat me to a celebratory drink sometime.”

As his words fell, Jian Fei stepped forward, walking past Ma Ling’er.

As they brushed shoulders, Jian Fei’s lips trembled slightly, and there were tears in his eyes.

In their earlier contest, Ma Ling’er’s gaze had always been focused on Nangong Xing.

Moreover, Nangong Xing’s prices had consistently been just a bit higher than her own.

Additionally, at the last critical moment, the person in charge of the God of Wealth lineage suddenly left, seemingly due to him not having enough money.

In reality, this was Ma Ling’er intentionally giving Nangong Xing a breather.

All of this proved one undeniable fact: Ma Ling’er’s heart was not at all with him, not even the slightest bit.

From the very beginning, he had lost this contest.

“Aiya!”

“I never expected such a small amount of material could sell for so much. I’ve really made a huge profit.”

Chen Changsheng approached with a smile, and Nangong Xing also flew down from the high platform with his package.

“Miss Ma, this is for you.”

“Thank you!”

Ma Ling’er received the items from Nangong Xing, her face flushed.

Seeing this, Nangong Xing turned to Chen Changsheng, smiling as he asked, “Friend, will you participate in the Sword Cultivator Conference?”

“Of course, why else would I be here?”

“Then I look forward to seeing you at the Sword Cultivator Conference!”

With that, Nangong Xing gave Ma Ling’er a tender glance before turning to leave.

As the curtain fell on the conclusion, the onlookers gradually dispersed.

Two ladders built of Divine Source were collected by Chen Changsheng.

Regarding Chen Changsheng’s actions, Ma Ling’er did not mind; she merely said softly, “Sir, I’m sorry.”

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng smiled and waved his hand, saying, “There’s no need to apologize to me; it’s quite right that you don’t like Jian Fei.”

“There has never been any reasoning that demands someone must like someone else.”

“But I must ask you, have you seen clearly the person you’re interested in?”

“Liking someone can sometimes be a lifetime commitment.”

“Unrepentant even in d*ath!”

“Hahaha!”

“Having that attitude is enough.”

“Go on now; today, you’ve certainly made a scene. I won’t bother you young people with your romance.”

With Chen Changsheng’s permission, Ma Ling’er happily said, “Thank you, sir!”

After speaking, Ma Ling’er gradually moved away.

Once she was far off, Xu Yao came to Chen Changsheng’s side.

“Sir, if Nangong Xing truly has issues, Ling’er will be very heartbroken, right?”

“If Nangong Xing has issues, Ma Ling’er will indeed be heartbroken.”

“But the worst-case scenario isn’t just that Nangong Xing has issues; it’s that Nangong Xing never really liked Ma Ling’er at all.”

As soon as these words were spoken, Xu Yao’s eyelids twitched wildly.

“Sir, could that really be possible?”

“I’m 50% certain that Nangong Xing has issues, but I’m 100% certain that he doesn’t like Ma Ling’er.”


System Granted Me Immortality; I Outlived Everyone

System Granted Me Immortality; I Outlived Everyone

系统赋我长生,我熬死了所有人
Score 7.6
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese
From a perspective beyond mortal life, observe the entangled fates of love and hatred among cultivators across the river of time. From a humble, less-than-prosperous town, Chen Changsheng steps into the dazzling world of cultivation. His journey, sometimes swift and sometimes slow, is marked by periods of rest and motion, yet he never ceases moving forward. The End of Dharma Era, the Age of Emperors, the Dark Turmoil Era… In every age, his figure lingers, yet all he can do is watch the passing of old friends and send them off to their final rest. Chen Changsheng transmigrates into the vast cultivation world and awakens the Longevity System. By sleeping for a year, his lifespan increases by another year, and he gains an attribute point. “I, Chen Changsheng, have no interest in fighting or killing. I just want to sleep well and send my old friends off on their last journey.” – After ten years of slumber, the village he once knew has changed beyond recognition. – After a hundred years, the dynasty of his youth has vanished into history. – After a thousand years, the flowers he casually planted have become treasured spirit herbs fought over by countless cultivators. – After ten thousand years, the small bird he once raised has grown into a demon emperor. One day, Chen Changsheng casually draws the woodcutter’s knife from his waist and makes a gentle slash, splitting the sky in two. Human Emperor: “Teacher, is it truly you who has returned?” Master of the Forbidden Land: “Ah, my old friend, how should I face you now?” …

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