Chapter 223 How Can This Be?

That's right.

Chu Che felt that any skill that could make an ordinary person start blinking like that was a useless one, no matter what anyone said.

Chu Che felt he should advise this fellow brother of his as the good person he was.

[Slytherin]: 'No! I don't need it!'... Is what he would say if he knew Chu Che's thoughts.

~Cough, cough.

Chu Che coughed awkwardly, not noticing the many murderous eyes coming his way.

Some looked at him with contempt, while others, like those in the Profound sect, were more helpless and worried.

'As expected of Boss Chu... He thinks differently from others.'

It would be a lie to say they didn't feel like laughing after hearing his loud remarks.

Even the Yanging guards tried holding back their laughter.

How come they never noticed Old Syltherin's eye blinks were so funny?

Pfft~.

They definitely have to share this in hiding once their shift is over.

After today, they reckon Old Slytherin would never use his special skills unless necessary.

A man's ego and face held as much importance as his life. What was a cultivator's worth if they didn't have prestige?

This strange boy's remarks had already made old Slytherin a laughing stock.

But they didn't know that the best was yet to come.

.

Slytherin's face was red as a tomato, pointing his trembling fingers at Chu Che.

"You, you, you, you!---".

"Sigh... Fellow Cultivator. I didn't mean to embarrass you. On the contrary, I want to give you some advice."

Pfft~.

Ancestor Myu was the first to snicker.

The more he got to know Boss Chu, the more he liked the guy.

Who would've known Boss Chu could leave Slytherin gasping in seconds as though out of breath?

And what made the scene too good was that Boss Chu had no idea of what his true fatality skills were --- His oblivious nature.

"Fellow Cultivator. It's true that I want to help you... Sure. I might be much more, if not extremely good-looking than you, but that doesn't mean I would look down on ordinary-looking people such as yourself."

"_"

"It's true... It's because of my empathetic heart that I feel I should at least give you some help since we're all brothers with the same ultimate cultivation goal."

Chu Che felt he was right.

As they say, no fingers were equal.

So even if this guy's looks were beverage at best, at least his skills should compensate for it, right?

Only in this way can he not get looked down on. And who knows... Maybe he can also snatch a suitable life partner too.

Chu Che felt this guy was pitiful, with no true friends to stop him from training such funny skills. And now, he looked at Slytherin in sympathy.

'Poor guy.'

'_'

Who am I? Where am I?

Does he, the renowned Elder Slytherin, need anyone's pity?

"You, you, you, you!---"

Slytherin held his breath as his face flushed red.

If eyes could kill, Chu Che would long be dead.

How dare this lowly rouge mock him?

Seeing Chu Che laugh, he stomped his foot on the ground, and his body flew up explosively.

"Boy! I'll love your dog tongue and feed it to you!"

What?!!

A high-pitched swishing sound lingered, and everyone sighed at Chu Che's fate after seeing Slytherin's speed and technique.

So no more.

They could already envision him hacked to death and even buried.

The pressure Slytherin revealed caused many to remain motionless, not being able to lift their toes.

But what shocked them the most was that these Profound Sect people weren't even making a move to save the boy.

Ruthless!

Could they be so scared to anger these Yanging people that they would stand by and watch their fellow sect member get pulverized?

Not that they were judging, since they too might do the same if in their shoes.

After all, this wasn't Tah, but Yanging.

Now, they were on another person's turf. So how dare they show their horns scrupulously?

Many shook their heads at the boy's fate.

Slytherin showed a crazed look the closer he came to Chu Che. And with his double-edged Spear, he released a menacing green light.

BOOM!

A blinding light covered the scene, but everyone could still see the events that took place.

It was just that reality was far different from what they expected.

Impossible! Impossible!...

How can this be?

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