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Chapter 329 - 329 304 Chen Yuan Return My Sons Life

Chapter 329: Chapter 304 Chen Yuan, Return My Son’s Life! Chapter 329: Chapter 304 Chen Yuan, Return My Son’s Life! Zhao Beishan wore a face of shared honor.

As one of the first to pledge allegiance to Chen Yuan, he and his brothers from Yunjiang Four Ghosts had also risen with the tide. Previously, they held a great reputation within Nanling Prefecture.

Now, with Chen Yuan’s fame and strength growing rapidly, they too were able to enjoy some benefits.

For example, some of the surplus resources Chen Yuan had obtained from the Primordial Void Realm were basically given to them to use, significantly boosting their strengths.

When one man attains the Dao, even his pets ascend to heaven—nothing could be more illustrative than this!

With the explosive rise in Chen Yuan’s Hidden Dragon List ranking, it was evident just how formidable his talent was, and, so far, no bottleneck had been seen.

Perhaps, in time, he really could achieve the same level of influence he had in Nanling Prefecture across Qingzhou or even the entire world.

Mention Zhao Beishan, and no obstacle would stand in the way!

Yue Shan continued to agree, saying,

“This kid surnamed Gu actually dared to act against the young master, he’s practically seeking death.”

Zhao Beishan chuckled softly, “Indeed, Gu Hao’s actions are no different from lifting a rock only to drop it on his own feet.”

Chen Yuan tapped his fingers on the table and said, “Alright, let’s hurry up and eat.”

He had no interest in listening to others’ flattery, as it was meaningless. Now, it was better to think carefully about where exactly Gu Hao’s elder father was and how he might find him.

This time, he hadn’t deliberately left any traces.

Hearing Chen Yuan’s voice, Yue Shan and Zhao Beishan exchanged glances, nodded, and started wolfing down their meals!

Before long, the group had finished their meals and wrapped up some food before disguising themselves and leaving Shangyang Prefecture City.

The following two days were still very peaceful, so much so that Yue Shan and others even began to wonder if Qingyun Sword Sect wasn’t prepared to send experts to ambush them after all.

But Chen Yuan remained vigilant the entire time, maintaining a routine of traveling by day and hiding at night.

As of now, the previous incident where Chen Yuan killed Gu Hao and Jingxin had gradually come to an end, overshadowed by other major events. Unless someone brought it up abruptly, it was as if everyone had forgotten about it.

But was that really the case?

Chen Yuan didn’t think it was that simple—the calm before the storm always existed.

After several days of accelerated travel, Chen Yuan and his company had reached the border of Shangyang Prefecture. They were only about ten miles away from entering the next prefecture and yet another step closer to Qingzhou City.

At an ordinary tea stand on the imperial road,

Chen Yuan’s men split into three tables, forming a defensive stance around him as he sat at the head, silently savoring the slightly bitter taste of the tea in his bowl.

Deep inside, he had a premonition that the enemy was about to arrive!

The tea at the stand wasn’t of high quality; the bitterness hit the moment one sipped it. Yet, if one savored it carefully, a hint of sweetness could be felt penetrating the heart.

Chen Yuan casually asked the tea stand owner what kind of tea it was.

The owner replied that it was a wild tea from the nearby mountains, which their ancestors had drunk for generations. If Chen Yuan didn’t like it, he could brew some sugar water, but that would cost extra.

At those words, Chen Yuan couldn’t help but smile wryly. Indeed, there was nothing money couldn’t buy in this world—if there was, it just meant the amount wasn’t enough.

Everyone had a price that could measure them, and what he strived for was to make that price so high that people would be deterred from even considering it.

In the hustle and bustle of people coming and going, Chen Yuan suddenly felt a touch of loneliness…

However, such feelings that brought no benefit to his cultivation were quickly expelled from his mind as soon as he became aware of them. He was a man with a strong sense of purpose and couldn’t allow any extraneous emotions to interfere.

Lest they affect his cultivation.

Cultivation was of utmost importance.

Even in the midst of a crisis of being hunted, he never ceased his rigorous cultivation practice; in fact, he became even more diligent.

So diligent that he only rested briefly along the way, dedicating all his other time to cultivation.

By now, with several gains, he no longer urgently needed Primordial Crystals, as he believed he must swiftly convert these into cultivation as soon as possible.

His Reach Profound Middle Stage realm had already solidified completely, advancing at a steady and rapid pace.

By his estimation, even without fortuitous encounters, in at most three months, he would be able to reach the peak of the Middle Stage. This timeline might seem short,

but for some martial artists, three months was a negligible span. Even for an average Reach Profound Martial Artist with enough resources, it would take at least half a year.

He could progress this quickly because of the many conveniences he had at the Heavenly Element level.

The first was the vigor of his blood and qi, and the second was the opening of his energy nodes. Just these two conditions alone were enough to deter many people.

Of course, if there were fortuitous encounters, the speed of progress could be even faster.

This was evident from his previous experiences.

After Qi Refining Cultivation came Body Refining Cultivation, and though the predecessor Minghe had said there were only four levels of Body Refinement and no clear divisions within,

there were still distinctions of strength.

And for him, after integrating the relics from Master Kongji, his progress in Body Refining Cultivation could not be described as a thousand miles in a day, but it was certainly close to a hundred miles.

The process of cultivating the Vajra Unbreakable Body was even smoother than Qi Refining.

Sometimes he even wondered if his innate talent for Body Refinement was stronger, which, upon careful consideration, wasn’t unreasonable.

He reviewed his cultivation process and then realized the circumstances when he first began practicing the Vajra Glaze Body Technique had indeed been exceptionally smooth.

Even with the added boost from his original body’s cultivation, his speed of learning was indeed too fast.

Initially, he did not delve into it, thinking it might be related to his previous cultivation, but now, with his increasing knowledge, he felt it wasn’t so simple.

Maybe, just possibly, his talent truly wasn’t as ordinary as he had first guessed.

It was only because the Body Refining Techniques of the County Government were too inferior to bring out his full potential.

Thinking this way…

Chen Yuan suddenly felt that he might really be a genius!

It didn’t matter whether others believed this speculation or not, he believed it himself.

After finishing their tea, they rested for a while, and Zhao Beishan, considering it as the payment for their group’s tea, left a piece of Broken Silver, perhaps a bit too much, but he truly couldn’t make change.

Their minimum Bone Refining Cultivation meant that Silver was nothing significant to them, let alone Copper Coins, and this piece of Broken Silver was a chunk forcefully broken off by Zhao Beishan himself.

The tea stall owner thanked them profusely.

With a casual greeting, Chen Yuan got up to leave; when suddenly, the world around them changed—as in front of him, a terrifying wave of dark clouds swept in.

The wild grass was blown about noisily, and a faint yet piercing intent to kill began to subtly spread.

Unaware of what was happening, Yue Shan and the others glanced up at the sky in wonder and commented:

“The heavens really do change on a whim. Just a moment ago it was clear skies, and now it looks like rain is coming.”

Zhao Beishan nodded, “Yes, my lord, should we wait under this tea shelter for a while?”

Li Dongshan, Mo Donghe, and the others quickly agreed.

Only Chen Yuan, with a calm gaze, looked towards the distant dark clouds and said:

“This is not rain. This is a scene caused by the stirring of Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy combined with some pre-existing dark clouds.”

His certainty stemmed from his keen senses; if he couldn’t even detect such mutations in the Primordial Energy, he wouldn’t be worthy of being called a Reach Profound Martial Artist.

The True Yuan within him was transformed from Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy, hence it was called Innate True Yuan.

As Chen Yuan finished speaking, the faces of Yue Shan, Mo Donghe, and others stiffened, clearly realizing something—what kind of being could stir the Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy?

This was something Chen Yuan had told them before.

Only a warrior from the Upper Three Realms could achieve this!

That meant, enemies from either the Qingyun Sword Sect or the Bright Temple have come!

One or even several Core Realm masters!

Merely with Core Realm Cultivation, it’s naturally difficult to cause such a spectacle, but if there were already some variations in the Heaven and Earth, then under the fluctuations of Primordial Energy, it was possible to create the current scene!

The gap between the Upper Three Realms and the Lower Three Realms was not small. It can be said that from the Core Realm on, Martial Artists have gradually moved towards transcendence, otherwise, they would not have sufficient strength to start their own sects and be called Grandmasters.

“My lord, what should we do?”

Mo Donghe’s expression was tense as he clutched the hilt of his Yan Ling Saber, his tone grave but showing no sign of retreat. He even stuffed a clove of garlic into his mouth to chew on.

Since he had followed Chen Yuan and sworn allegiance, Mo Donghe had no intention of betraying his master; after all, his opponents would not accept a government’s hound like him.

“My lord, why don’t you leave first? We will do our best to delay them for some time,” Yue Shan took a deep breath.

The Yunjiang Four Ghosts remained silent, but their gestures of drawing swords adequately manifested their attitude.

The Five Elements Ghost Child’s face was overcast, and though tense, their lives were in the hands of Chen Yuan; they could not flee, or they would be the first to die.

As for Yan Qing, seeing the unperturbed demeanor of Lord Chen, he wondered if Chen Yuan had any other tricks up his sleeve.

In fact, he wasn’t wrong; Chen Yuan did have a backup plan, which is why he was so composed, with the air of someone unshaken even as Mount Tai crumbled before him.

And with a Dan Talisman in hand, he was not utterly powerless to resist.

The dark clouds drew closer and a thunderous roar echoed throughout the area:

“Chen Yuan, return my son’s life to me!”

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan knew who had come—Gu Hao’s father, an Elder of the Qingyun Sword Sect!

Unmoved, he stepped forward into the air, facing the source of the voice, and declared aloud:

“Gu Hao’s life is valuable, but are the lives of those he killed not? He sought to kill me, and so I cut him down. This is the natural rule of Jianghu, fair and justified. What, can you not accept this play?”

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