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Chapter 292 - 292 271 Who is the Real Protagonist

Chapter 292: Chapter 271: Who is the Real Protagonist? Chapter 292: Chapter 271: Who is the Real Protagonist? Within the secret chamber of the Chen Residence.

Chen Yuan sat cross-legged atop a meditation cushion, wearing a blue robe. His face was fair, his long hair tied up in a bun—he truly had the appearance of a fine gentleman.

Since the day he annihilated the Gold Mountain Monastery, he had been resting and adjusting his breath within the residence. Several days had passed without him seeing the light of day, and even his skin seemed a touch paler.

Around Chen Yuan were four Primordial Crystals, significantly smaller than when he had first obtained them, clearly indicating they had been consumed. These crystals were extremely useful,

if one opened the doors to the secret chamber, the difference in richness between the Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy inside and outside would be palpable.

At least four or five times richer, naturally allowing a Martial Artist to speed up their cultivation considerably.

However, such extravagant consumption is a method not many in the world would use. A single Primordial Crystal, even priced at ten thousand taels of silver, would only last for a mere two or three days when constantly consumed.

How many could afford such luxury?

Even people like Shi Yunlong and Tao Qingyuan, though they held some Primordial Crystals, dared not squander them like this. Usually, they would only use them during critical moments of a breakthrough.

After all, even if you had the silver, Primordial Crystals were not easy to buy.

However, the expenditure was at least worthwhile. In just these few days of recuperation, Chen Yuan’s injuries had completely healed.

He even felt that, after the succession of battles he had fought, his strength had increased substantially.

His cultivation speed was fast, and he had often relied on external aids, which meant that his foundation had actually become somewhat unstable. Only through life-and-death combat could he solidify his otherwise insubstantial cultivation.

It wasn’t much of a loss.

Opening his eyes, a sharp glint burst forth from Chen Yuan’s eyes, illuminating the dark secret chamber with an indescribable charm.

He clenched his fists tightly, feeling the surging blood and Qi in his chest. A slight smile played on Chen Yuan’s lips; unlike others, he had always valued strength and cultivation equally.

Especially since in several confrontations, Chen Yuan had relied considerably on his physical strength, allowing him to defeat enemies at close range with such rapidity. It’s just a pity…

It’s a pity that the Vajra Glaze Body, a Buddhist Body Refining Divine Skill, was incomplete, with the Magic Technique only reaching the Gang Condensation Realm. Now, he had no Body Refining Cultivation Technique left in his possession.

Nor did he wish to recklessly change his Cultivation Technique; he had no equivalent replacement for a Divine Skill like Vajra Glaze, so he could only wait for a future opportunity…

Chen Yuan’s gaze was deep, reflecting upon these matters.

Long after, he stood up, tidied himself a little, and prepared to attend a banquet.

The destruction of the Gold Mountain Monastery had set Nanling Prefecture abuzz, and everyone was promoting the name of Chen Yuan, the God of Slaughter. Nevertheless, many sought to be on good terms with him.

After declining many invitations, there were still some he couldn’t refuse.

Like Ye Chenbai from the Ascending Immortal Tower, and Shen Yanshu, with whom he had engaged closely—they were both genuinely concerned about Chen Yuan and seemed to want to inquire about what had truly happened that day.

He had attended Shen Yanshu’s banquet the previous night, and naturally, he was headed for the Ascending Immortal Tower today.

There was no avoiding it, as previous relations with Ye Chenbai were decent. Chen Yuan also welcomed the friendship of Ye Chenbai. One couldn’t navigate the Jianghu alone, even with a reclusive nature.

Walking towards the Ascending Immortal Tower, Chen Yuan couldn’t stop thinking about the stormy night before, suspecting Shen Yanshu actually had feelings for him.

After she lured him to her boudoir, her face blushed as she told him her cultivation had increased greatly from practicing before, and she wanted to test if it still had the same effect.

At that moment, Chen Yuan felt a stir in his spirit, seeing it as a trial, and truly couldn’t refuse.

Chen Yuan, though usually avoiding sensual pleasures, was unable to decline Shen Yanshu—a pure and well-bred girl offering a chance to increase their cultivation for them both.

There was no reason to decline.

Thereafter, Chen Yuan obliged…

Causing Shen Yanshu to call him a brute.

To this, he didn’t deny, instead admitting with a smile that it was indeed true.

After thrice the night’s rain had ceased, he had calmly returned to the Chen Residence, while also gaining a slight increase in cultivation, equivalent to several days’ effort, albeit with a slightly sore waist.

In about half an hour, Chen Yuan reached the front of the Ascending Immortal Tower. There were people waiting for him at the entrance who immediately led the way respectfully upon seeing him.

Evidently, they were aware of his exploits.

Just like their previous meeting, the old servant was standing by the door. Seeing Chen Yuan, he extended a smile and greeting, to which Chen Yuan responded with a courteous fist salute.

Previously unclear about the old servant’s cultivation, now after his own breakthrough, Chen Yuan could sense that this old servant’s cultivation strength was slightly above his own.

Even though it was well concealed, he sensed a dangerous aura.

Because of this, Chen Yuan regarded Ye Chenbai more highly. To have a Reach Profound old servant at the command of someone at the Gang Condensation Realm—who was he really?

Knowing that not even first-rate Qingzhou forces with Heavenly Core strongmen at their helm could afford such luxury, to employ a Reach Profound Martial Artist, a person who had already made significant progress in the Jianghu…

To be able to command such a servant…

Could it be that this man, like Zhang Xuan, had connections within Martial Emperor City?

“The host has been waiting for Patrol Envoy Chen for quite some time.”

The elderly servant surnamed Wang did not give Chen Yuan much chance to ponder or observe as he waved his hand and the door swung wide open.

Chen Yuan glanced thoughtfully at him and, without further words, strode into the room like a tiger.

Ye Chenbai, still dressed in white, with a detached aura and two long strands of hair hanging by his temples, seemed to have heard the sound of the door opening and looked up to meet Chen Yuan’s gaze just in time.

Even he had to admit that this young man’s appearance was no less striking than his own.

“Brother Ye.”

“Brother Chen.”

Both men spoke simultaneously and then shared a knowing smile.

Ye Chenbai stood up, gestured for Chen Yuan to take a seat, and poured him a cup of pre-brewed Spiritual Tea.

Chen Yuan took the teacup, sipped lightly, and smiled. He had tasted Spiritual Tea a few times and was no longer as ignorant as he used to be.

“I have yet to congratulate Brother Chen on the further increase of your great reputation.”

Ye Chenbai said softly.

“Such a small fame is nothing special. Moreover, it’s not exactly a good reputation,” Chen Yuan said nonchalantly, waving his hand. His killing god reputation had reached a point where, in the eyes of some, it could even stop a child’s crying.

“What difference does it make whether reputation is good or bad,” Ye Chenbai continued, lifting his teacup for a sip. “Besides, for an official like Brother Chen who moves through the courts, it will be convenient for future actions.”

“Any reputation I have is confined to Nanling Prefecture only; not many outside have heard of me.” Chen Yuan had little pride. He knew his own affairs,

His infamous reputation spread only within Nanling Prefecture, whereas outside, perhaps some people knew of him, but that was because of the Hidden Dragon List.

In the eyes of many, Chen Yuan was still a genius.

“Brother Chen, when are you transferring, and do you have a destination yet?” Ye Chenbai asked, following Chen Yuan’s remarks.

“Soon. As for the destination, it is still not known now,” Chen Yuan replied. He was not overly surprised or doubtful since his Reach Profound Cultivation made it easy to deduce his imminent departure.

The only reason he was still here was Chen Yuan’s desire to obtain Innate Spiritual Energy and… because Qingzhou City had not yet rushed him; he was not in a hurry to leave either.

Ye Chenbai nodded with a smile, “But according to the character of Envoy Jiang, he will surely make good use of Brother Chen.”

Raising his eyebrow, Chen Yuan casually asked, “Does Brother Ye know this Envoy Jiang?”

Chen Yuan had learned about his direct superior, but now he was interested in hearing Ye Chenbai’s insights.

When Chen Yuan mentioned Jiang He, Ye Chenbai’s expression became serious and he said, “Who does not know the name of Jiang He, number seventeen on the Fengyun List, the Sword God?”

Chen Yuan’s gaze was calm. He was aware of the Fengyun List number seventeen, even the rumor that the Heavenly List was also known as the Supreme, but he was not very clear about the title of ‘Sword God.’

However, it seemed that this Envoy Jiang, endowed with the title of Sword God, must be a distinguished and powerful figure in his own right.

“Sword God…”

Watching Chen Yuan lost in thought and murmuring, Ye Chenbai smiled and said, “This is a title given to Mr. Jiang by many martial artists in Jianghu in recent years. Although it hasn’t spread through the entire Jianghu yet, it’s almost there.”

“I see…”

Ye Chenbai continued to share some lesser-known facts about Jiang He, “Jiang He was originally the young master of a small family, highly talented, particularly gifted in swordsmanship. But later, for some reason, he seemed to have faced a setback, suffered damage to his meridians, and lost all of his Foundation Establishment Cultivation.”

“Later, the daughter of a Sect Leader from another small sect, to whom he was betrothed, refused to marry someone disabled, and sent someone to call off the engagement. Envoy Jiang, being strong-willed, tore the marriage contract to shreds, declaring that he would personally terminate the engagement in three years.”

“Afterward, Envoy Jiang, filled with determination, healed his injured meridians and his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds. He became famous in the state with his swordsmanship and successfully broke off the engagement.

From then on, Jiang He’s reputation soared, and he became increasingly formidable.

After reaching the Hidden Dragon List, he ascended to the third spot within just a few short years, and successfully formed his Heavenly Core. It has been over a decade now, so Ye believes that Envoy Jiang will definitely value Brother Chen.”

Chen Yuan was profoundly shaken, a complex emotion swirling within him. There was something he didn’t say in front of Ye Chenbai: based on the online novel conventions of his previous life,

this Envoy Jiang was definitely the protagonist!

And it was the very popular genre of the rejected debilitated protagonist…

“How does Brother Ye know so much in detail?” Chen Yuan looked at him skeptically but then let it go; after all, Ye Chenbai was the branch tower master of the Ascending Immortal Tower.

It was not strange for him to know this information, but being able to recite Jiang He’s past so readily still surprised Chen Yuan.

Seeing Chen Yuan’s confusion, Ye Chenbai explained, “In a few days, I have to visit Envoy Jiang, so naturally, I need to understand some things about him.”

“Brother Ye is going to visit Envoy Jiang?”

“It’s a secret of the tower, so I’m not at liberty to disclose it,” Ye Chenbai looked at Chen Yuan, who seemed curious, and promptly shook his head in response.

“No worries, it was just an offhand remark from Chen,” Chen Yuan said indifferently.

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