Chapter 491: Apologies, You Didn't Seize the Opportunity
Fang Chen said lightly, "Bring your friends over here."
Chen Sheng was surprised. Was he asking him to betray the Spirit Blood Sect?
Chen Sheng forced a smile. "Sir, sect members don't have any means of contacting each other. Any tasks we have are ordered from above...."
Fang Chen frowned. "This is your only chance to survive, so cherish it."
"If I betray the Spirit Blood Sect... I won't survive either way," Chen Sheng pondered aloud.
"You have to seize opportunities for yourself. The cultivation world is vast. If you hide well, how can the Spirit Blood Sect find you?" Fang Chen said. "You have ten breaths to consider."
Suddenly, the female cultivator beside Chen Sheng spoke up. "Young Master, you can't fall for his trick! If you betray the sect, the Azure Dragon Battle General won't spare you. No matter where you hide, you'll be found and killed!"
Chen Sheng nodded lightly "I know...."
After he spoke, he punched the female cultivator right through her chest.
The female cultivator's face was full of shock, her eyes slowly dimming. "Young Master, you..."
"To be honest," Chen Sheng withdrew his fist, wiping it lightly as he looked at Fang Chen, "I was coerced to join them. I’m different from those Spirit Blood Sect cultivators. I don't believe a word of their lofty ideals they talk about."
Pausing for a moment, Chen Sheng looked at the two female cultivator corpses. "My superior arranged for these two women to be by my side. Despite their obedience on the surface, if anything happened, they would inform my superiors immediately."
Old Wang and the others were too frightened to lift their heads, trembling with their heads bowed. Chen Sheng had already dealt with two trusted aides, and the others were afraid they might meet the same fate and be silenced.
"Young Master, in fact, my superior took most of the low-grade spirit stones I earned over the years. As far as I know, he controls about six or seven Golden Core Realm cultivators," Chen Sheng said. "If I can lead my superior and those cultivators here, will that be enough to exchange for my life?"
"How long will they take to arrive?" Fang Chen said lightly.
Chen Sheng thought for a bit before replying, "At least a year or so."
"A year or so?" Fang Chen frowned slightly. He didn't have time to waste on this. After thinking for a moment, he said, "What are their names, where do they live and what is their cultivation level? Tell me everything."
"If I do this, will you really let me go?" Chen Sheng asked.
Fang Chen nodded lightly. "There will be a chance for you to live. If you don't try, how will you know?"
Chen Sheng was quite famous and anyone who knew his background wouldn't dare offend him easily. Over time, he had gained a certain reputation. But now, that highly esteemed Golden Core Realm cultivator had died without a sound. If news of that got out, it would definitely cause a stir among the cultivators on this route.
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During the following period, Fang Chen lived a very quiet life. He didn't leave his room for a year and a half. In that time, he depleted all his talisman spiritual materials, and he had amassed more than three hundred True Fire Talismans in his storage ring.
He had gained a lot after killing Chen Sheng. Chen Sheng and his followers had around forty thousand low-grade spirit stones altogether. Adding on his original stash of fifty-eight thousand, it was nearly a hundred thousand.
Once he sold the batch of True Fire Talisman, he would gain another hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones.
He had already gathered the amount of spirit stones needed for Little Sword to advance to the fourth rank. Once he reached Taichu, he would be able to buy peak-grade, yellow-rank treasures at that third-tier empire for Little Sword to advance.
Having a third-rank Sword Body allowed him to deal with Golden Core Realm cultivators easily with his Foundation Building Realm cultivation. If he advanced to the fourth rank of the Sword Body, there would be no need to flee when he encountered Nascent Soul Realm experts.
During that time, Fang Chen would contact Fairy Yu every two or three days using Starlight Transmission Talisman, but he never received a reply. It was a sure fact that Fairy Yu had encountered trouble. Now, he could only wait until he reached the Central Continent and went to the Void Immortal Sword Sect to find out what happened.
Fang Chen suddenly frowned. "What's all the noise outside?"
"It's the New Year," Mirror of the Universe explained.
New Year?
Fang Chen was slightly surprised. Another year had passed so quickly?
He realized that he had been in this world for thirty-eight years now.
For the first twenty-three years, he served in the Grand Xia military, moving between empires like Qingsong and Longdu during the New Year. Even if he didn't have family around, he had brothers and comrades.
In the next dozens of years, he spent twenty as a wandering soul, and two years on this ship.
Fang Chen chuckled at himself. "I’m approaching forty soon. In my previous life, with some effort, I might have had grandchildren by now."
For a Foundation Building Realm cultivator, being in their thirties or forties was like being in the early twenties for mortals. Time hadn’t left any trace on Fang Chen's face.
Opening his chamber's door, he saw red lanterns being hung everywhere on the ship as snowflakes drifted down from the sky. Laughter and joy filled the air.
Fang Chen stepped on the dense, pure white snow and headed toward the direction of the Dragon Soaring Pavilion.