NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 35: Ms. Qingzhi, Please Be Aware of Your Situation
Chapter 35: Ms. Qingzhi, Please Be Aware of Your Situation
A series of cold prompts rang out in Chen Zhixing’s mind.
“Will killing the destined protagonist also strip them of some of their luck and talent?”
Chen Zhixing raised his eyebrows slightly.
Luck is an elusive concept.
Although it cannot be seen, it certainly exists!
A person with great luck will experience favorable circumstances wherever they go—jumping off a cliff might lead them to a legacy, and picking up a scrap of junk might reveal a hidden treasure.
Some with even greater luck can directly influence those around them!
For example, he remembers a destined protagonist who, despite being ordinary in every respect, managed to attract the attention of a saintess from an Immortal lineage, who vowed not to marry anyone else!
That’s luck!
Nearly all nine mainline destined protagonists have luck levels that are almost monstrous!
“My luck was only 7% before? That’s quite low.”
Chen Zhixing couldn’t help but smile wryly to himself.
Then, Chen Zhixing picked up the ancient sword.
In an instant, a sense of profound familiarity washed over him.
As if he were a natural talent for the sword!
He was proficient in every sword technique in the world!
“This must be the swordsmanship talent.”
Chen Zhixing nodded thoughtfully.
When Chen Zhixing returned to the third peak of Ziwei Mountain, the sky was already nearing dusk.
“Master has returned; I’ll heat up the dishes for you.”
LuoLuo quickly came up to him, beaming.
“I’ll pass on the meal.”
Chen Zhixing smiled, rubbing LuoLuo’s small head before turning and heading into his private quarters.
He placed his hand lightly on the wall beside his bed.
Click, click, click~~~!
A sound like gears turning echoed.
The slab behind his bed slowly opened to either side.
A hidden door leading to darkness appeared before Chen Zhixing.
Chen Zhixing stepped inside.
The hidden door slowly closed behind him.
In the pitch-black corridor, the sound of dripping water could be heard.
Chen Zhixing walked forward for a few dozen steps, and his field of vision suddenly expanded.
Before him was a cave of several hundred square meters.
The walls of the cave were embedded with fist-sized night pearls, lighting up the entire cave brightly.
This was Chen Zhixing’s secret room, set with over a hundred formations that could block all mental probing from below the Nirvana realm.
Even if someone from the Nirvana realm or above tried to probe, Chen Zhixing would immediately notice.
“Let’s have a chat.”
Chen Zhixing sat cross-legged and threw the ancient sword, Qingzhi, down before him.
The ancient sword lay quietly until after a while, a cold female voice finally spoke.
“What do you want?”
Chen Zhixing smiled slightly and said, “It’s simple. Ye Chen is dead. Do you want to consider serving me now?”
As soon as the words fell, the ancient sword began to tremble wildly, and the cold female voice angrily said, “You dare!”
Before the word “dare” could be fully spoken, Chen Zhixing laughed and said:
“Don’t be hasty in rejecting. Let me finish what I have to say.”
“Ye Chen was a person of poor reputation, emotionally shallow, reckless, and brainless. Though he seems chivalrous, he is actually cowardly. Even if I don’t kill him, following him won’t get you anywhere.”
The cold female voice seemed to want to retort but fell silent after a moment of reflection.
Chen Zhixing’s description of Ye Chen’s flaws was indeed accurate.
“So, you’d be better off following me.”
“If I’m not mistaken, you need to absorb the essence of divine weapons to quickly restore your original strength, right?”
“To be honest, my Chen family in Ziwei has more than just wealth; we have ample resources and great influence!”
“As a direct descendant of the Chen family, whenever I ask, countless divine weapons will be placed before me!”
Chen Zhixing propped up his chin with one hand, his narrow eyes slightly squinted, showing a playful smile.
As soon as this was said, the Qingzhi sword shook violently.
How did this person know she needed to absorb the essence of divine weapons to recover her strength?
The next moment, the cold female voice said disdainfully, “So? Do you think that with just this, you can buy me?”
“Buy you?”
Chen Zhixing smiled, reaching out to gently stroke the spirit of the Qingzhi sword.
Bang!!!!
A large amount of mental power struck the ancient sword like a heavy hammer.
The sword trembled wildly, letting out a cry of anguish.
“Ms. Qingzhi, I believe you still don’t understand your situation.”
Chen Zhixing set the sword down, still smiling warmly, and said, “The current situation is that you are the fish and I am the knife. The reason I’m discussing this transaction with you is because I value your potential, not because I’m trying to win you over.”
“You’d better keep this in mind.”
In the space, the cold female voice gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with humiliation.
She once, as the Immortal Sword Spirit, followed the Sword God, and wherever she went, she was revered by thousands!
This was the first time someone dared to insult her in such a manner!
“If you have the ability, destroy me now!” the female voice said through gritted teeth.
“Ms. Qingzhi, you’re much more fiery and righteous than Ye Chen.”
Chen Zhixing smiled slightly, stood up, and said, “Don’t rush; I’ll give you three days to consider.”
Then, Chen Zhixing spread out a large amount of mental power, creating a net that tightly bound the ancient sword.
“Wish Ms. Qingzhi have a clear mind during these three days.”
Chen Zhixing smiled at the sword, then clapped his hands lightly.
The night pearls in the cave instantly went out, plunging the entire space into darkness.
Chen Zhixing turned and left.
“Come back!”
“You young Chen, why wait three days? If you have the ability, destroy me now!”
“Come back!!”
No matter how the cold female voice shouted, Chen Zhixing seemed to ignore it, leaving the cave step by step.
After leaving the secret room, Chen Zhixing’s expression remained normal despite the failure to subdue the sword.
In reality, he was quite indifferent about the divine sword Qingzhi.
If it could be used by him, that would be best.
It would mean he had gained a divine weapon capable of reaching the Immortal Realm!
If it couldn’t be used, it didn’t matter. As long as it wasn’t acquired by others.
In simple terms, Chen Zhixing’s mindset was: [I may not be able to get it, but others shouldn’t think they can either.]
And if, after three days, the Immortal Sword Spirit Qingzhi still refused to yield,
Then he would truly destroy the sword, as she wished!
“Speaking of which, Youzhou isn’t far from Nanjing. If Qingzhi still refuses to submit, then during the Nanjing trial, I’ll visit the Sword God’s ruins in Youzhou to see if I can obtain the Sword God’s swordsmanship legacy and also find a way to control Qingzhi, directly erasing her consciousness.”
“In this way, though the sword would be greatly diminished, it would still be better than nothing.”
Chen Zhixing stood by the window, gazing at the bright moon hanging on the tree branches, and silently made his decision.