Chapter 87

Chapter 87: Reuniting with an Old Friend, Chen Changsheng: Have I Become My Own Son?

After subduing Gongsun Huaiyu, Chen Changsheng took another look at the environment outside the cave.

Only after confirming safety did he start removing Gongsun Huaiyu’s clothes.

Facing Chen Changsheng’s actions, Gongsun Huaiyu panicked immediately.

“What are you doing?”

“Can’t you see what I’m doing?”

With a casual reply, Chen Changsheng quickly stripped off the unnecessary clothing.

After completing the initial preparations, Chen Changsheng removed several silver needles from Gongsun Huaiyu’s neck.

As the silver needles were taken out, Gongsun Huaiyu’s originally ugly appearance rapidly transformed.

Her dark skin became fair and smooth, her face pockmarked vanished without a trace.

The once flat, pancake-like face transformed into a perfect almond shape.

However, the exquisite face lacked any color, though this added a sickly beauty.

Having lifted the disguise on Gongsun Huaiyu, Chen Changsheng calmly stated, “This disguise isn’t perfect; there won’t be much facial expression when it’s applied.”

“It might fool some young men, but in front of experts, it’s easy to see through.”

As he spoke, Chen Changsheng tapped Gongsun Huaiyu’s shoulder a few times.

The scales tightly adhering to her skin were effortlessly removed by Chen Changsheng, like taking off a sleeve.

Seeing Chen Changsheng’s skilled actions, Gongsun Huaiyu was stunned.

Her close-fitting scale armor was crafted with a secret technique; no one could remove it without a unique method.

Moreover, the disguise technique was a specialty of the Seventy-two Smoke Signals, so why would he know about it?

Picking out broken bones and trimming away some flesh, Chen Changsheng began to use spiritual strength to regenerate Gongsun Huaiyu’s bones.

Once the bones had grown sufficiently, Chen Changsheng took out a jar and applied some white ointment to the wounds.

The instant the ointment touched the wound, countless tissues started to grow wildly.

Seeing that Chen Changsheng had no ill intentions, Gongsun Huaiyu’s thoughts became more active.

“What kind of ointment is this? The effect is even better than the top-tier healing medicine in the Holy Land.”

“Since you’re being so good to me, you must like me, right?”

Ignoring Gongsun Huaiyu’s incessant chatter, Chen Changsheng continued to treat her wounds quietly.

Half an hour later, Chen Changsheng finally finished treating all of Gongsun Huaiyu’s injuries.

Jiang Ping, Batu Lu, Fu Yao, Ziling, Mei Yongsi, five top-level Heavenly Prodigies, along with Ye Hensheng, two first-rate Heavenly Prodigies, had all contributed their full power.

If not for the life-saving scales made from the Thunder Beast, Gongsun Huaiyu would likely have died already.

However, judging from her injuries, the strongest among them should be Yao Guang Saint Son.

Because only he managed to break through the defense of the scale armor.

And from the fight just now, Gongsun Huaiyu sensed that he hadn’t even used his full strength.

“Oh! Now I feel much better. Your medical skills are truly excellent.”

“In theory, I should thank you properly, but…”

Bang!

Gongsun Huaiyu, planning to attack, was slapped down by Chen Changsheng. Then, Chen Changsheng sat directly on Gongsun Huaiyu’s back, firmly pinning her down.

“Don’t mess around. I’m thinking about something.”

“It seems like someone has spotted the flaw in our plan.”

Gongsun Huaiyu: ???

Are you really that strong?

Although my injuries haven’t fully healed, you shouldn’t have been able to subdue me so easily.

After slightly questioning her own abilities, Gongsun Huaiyu started making small moves again.

Whoosh!

A fist extended towards Gongsun Huaiyu, the hand opening to let tiny insects slowly fall.

“Cultivating these worms isn’t easy. Don’t waste them on me.”

“Trying to use worms in front of me? You still have a lot to learn.”

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Sun Huaiyu: “…”

Are you sent by heaven specifically to counter me?

Why can you always suppress my methods, and how do you know all of my skills?

After a cup of tea’s time, Chen Changsheng also released his “pressure” on Sun Huaiyu.

“Alright, take me to the lair of the Seventy Wolf Smoke.”

Facing Chen Changsheng’s request, Sun Huaiyu coldly snorted, “Think again. Even if you saved me, I wouldn’t take you there.”

Glancing at Sun Huaiyu, Chen Changsheng calmly said, “It looks like you haven’t received the latest news.”

“What latest news?”

“You’ll know when the time comes.”

Speaking, Chen Changsheng grabbed Sun Huaiyu’s right hand and looked at the three copper coins on her wrist.

“Three gold wings hidden in sleeves, five yin and six yang above, Kun as yin and Qian as yang, five elements and eight trigrams to determine norms.”

“These three copper coins are symbols of identity for the Seventy Wolf Smoke; you can’t be unaware of this.”

Whoosh!

Sun Huaiyu cautiously stepped back two steps.

The identities of the Seventy Wolf Smoke were mysterious, and she only knew a part of the names. The complete list was known only to her master.

Those who understand these secrets are most likely one of the seventy members of the Wolf Smoke.

But today, all seventy members were present. Who is this person?

“Don’t look at me; you would never guess my background.”

“If you don’t tell me the location of the Seventy Wolf Smoke’s lair, then I’ll find it myself. You’ll regret it then.”

Facing Chen Changsheng’s words, Sun Huaiyu thought for a moment and said firmly, “Since you want to see the lair of the Seventy Wolf Smoke so badly, I’ll take you there. Just hope you don’t regret it.”

With that, Sun Huaiyu took out a directional array platform.

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng smiled and walked directly to the center of the array platform, not worried at all about Sun Huaiyu’s potential tricks.

This method of array platform teleportation was something he had figured out himself.

As the founder of this school, no one understood this better than him.

…

After countless complex transmissions, Sun Huaiyu brought Chen Changsheng to a hidden valley.

In this valley was a hidden village.

The houses were neatly arranged, the fields fertile, and the scenery beautiful.

Narrow paths crisscrossed the fields, and faint sounds of chickens and dogs could be heard, making it a true utopia.

Seeing Sun Huaiyu arrive, the villagers in the fields warmly greeted her.

But upon seeing Chen Changsheng, a stranger, the villagers instinctively stopped their farming.

Among them were also some powerful figures.

“Master, I’m back!”

Sun Huaiyu happily waved at a farmer working in the field.

Upon hearing this, the farmer’s face instantly broke into a smile.

But this smile froze completely when he saw Chen Changsheng.

Throwing down the hoe, the farmer ran hurriedly to Chen Changsheng, his footsteps in disarray.

His right hand reached out to touch Chen Changsheng’s face but trembled and stopped in mid-air.

“Master, what’s wrong with you?”

Sun Huaiyu sensed something amiss and asked unconsciously.

The farmer’s eyes welled up as he said, “Huaiyu, he is the descendant of your master’s master. In terms of seniority, you should call him Uncle.”

Chen Changsheng: “…”

Does he think I’m dead?

Have I become my own son?