Reckless

The bonfire flickered, sparks danced in the air, and some moths flew into the flames, turning to ash.

Wang Chan sat on the bluestone, his demeanor ethereal and detached. He twirled his fingers, and grains of sand sifted down, as if they were pieces falling from an immortal's hand, using the earth as a chessboard to manipulate the universe.

"Chen Xuan, in this Red Crow City territory, only you are barely qualified to follow in my footsteps..."

Wang Chan murmured to himself, thinking of the vast and boundless true Qi Refining World he had witnessed in the Yellow Millet Dream. A surge of ambition seemed to rise in his chest.

In this life, he would be the one moving the pieces.

Not the humble bystander from the dream who could only stand in the corner, enviously looking up at those great figures who shone through the ages.

"Junior Brother Wang Chan..."

Just then, four Green Deer Mountain Disciples returned, their heads hanging low, their spirits dejected.

Wang Chan glanced at them, a look of expectation on his face, and said indifferently:

"Chen Xuan escaped, didn't he? Chen Xuan is skilled in combat and various matters, you couldn't catch him... Huh? Where's Senior Brother Shen?"

The four exchanged glances, then one of them, with a difficult expression, recounted what had happened not long ago.

"Shen Lingfeng... escaped?"

The calm expression on Wang Chan's face gradually faded, replaced by a gloomy look. He opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.

He paced back and forth by the bonfire, silent for a long time, then began to reflect on himself.

"I was careless, I shouldn't have shown off my eloquence and made Shen Lingfeng timid... People are not puppets on strings, their thoughts change easily. From now on, I should be cautious in my words and actions..."

Wang Chan hadn't expected Shen Lingfeng to be so useless: "He, a second Ascension cultivator, is so afraid of Chen Xuan, who has only been refining Qi for half a month... Why are there such useless people in the world?"

The situation had been messed up by Shen Lingfeng!

The four heard Wang Chan cursing Shen Lingfeng, and their expressions were awkward. One of them stepped forward and said, "Junior Brother Wang, what should we do now? You know everything, we'll listen to you."

Wang Chan quickly weighed the situation in his mind and said with a solemn tone, "Based on my understanding of Chen Xuan, once he discovers that the second Ascension Shen Lingfeng is gone, I'm afraid he won't wait for the Peach Blossom Garden to fall, but will come directly to find me..."

With Shen Lingfeng's escape, the plot deviated from the trajectory in the Yellow Millet Dream, and a series of negative chain reactions would follow!

No!

He had to leave here immediately, lie low, and wait for the opportunity!

Wang Chan immediately set off, intending to go down the mountain alone. After only two steps, his expression suddenly changed drastically, and he demanded, "What are you trying to do?"

The four Green Deer Mountain Disciples had, at some point, surrounded Wang Chan!

A middle-aged man blocked the path, a glimmer of bright green Immortal Qi lit up in his eyes. He said with a difficult expression, "Junior Brother Wang Chan, leaving us and going alone, isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

Wang Chan said angrily, "Idiots, what's the use of going together, it's easier to expose our tracks. You don't understand how difficult Chen Xuan is to deal with!"

The middle-aged man shook his head and explained with a smile:

"Your matter has already been reported back to Green Deer Mountain. Shen Lingfeng has a deep background and can leave, but we cannot... If we lose the Yellow Millet Dream, our skin will be peeled off, which is more terrifying than death..."

"Wang Chan, there's one thing you might have misunderstood about this Yellow Millet Dream. It's not that you chose us, but that our Green Deer Mountain chose you."

The middle-aged man pointed at Wang Chan, then at the others present, and said, "The five of us, if we die, we die together."

Wang Chan was stunned, then his face turned pale, and finally, he burst into laughter, tears streaming down his face.

"Ha, haha... You people are too interesting."

It's hard to fathom people's hearts.

A dragon in shallow water is bullied by shrimp!

The mountain wind howled, and figures moved rapidly through the forest.

In the distance, on a small mountain called Ox Horn Mountain, the bonfire light suddenly flickered, then went out, plunging the area into darkness.

"What happened?"

Chen Xuan immediately stopped and looked at the silhouette of the mountain peak under the moonlight in the distance, then shook his head and chuckled.

Even with countless schemes and tricks, he had arrived here and would not continue to overthink and disturb his mind.

Wang Chan's Yellow Millet Dream was like a toad hiding behind someone's back.

Every now and then, it would stick out its disgusting tongue and lick you, the sticky saliva clinging to your skin, impossible to shake off. It made your whole body feel unclean, and you couldn't avoid it, which was incredibly nauseating.

All he could do was step on it and kill it.

"Wang Chan, tonight, you have no other path."

Chen Xuan's brows furrowed into a 'Chuan' shape. He began to ascend the mountain, his steps firm and cautious, his entire body seemingly merging completely into the shadows of the trees along the path.

The moonlight was bright, casting light on the empty mountain path. Occasionally, a shadow would flash from the shadows under the trees by the roadside, silently. Even if someone stared with wide eyes, they wouldn't notice anything, only thinking it was a gust of wind.

"There's a smell of blood..."

Chen Xuan moved forward in the shadows, suddenly smelling a faint scent of blood in the air. Ahead, there seemed to be a figure wriggling. He slowed his pace and moved forward with even greater caution.

"Thump!"

Under the moonlight, a figure walked down the mountain. They were kicking a round object like a ball, leisurely and with relaxed steps, creating a bizarre and eerie scene.

"Even Qing Yazi himself wouldn't dare threaten me..."

"A bunch of fools, naively thinking I'm leaving to escape? Heh, how could you understand my grand plan..."

The ball rolled on the mountain path, disheveled and face up, revealing it to be the head of a middle-aged man!

The middle-aged man's eyes were wide open in death, bulging as if he had seen something extremely terrifying before he died.

"They've turned on each other..."

Under a tree, Chen Xuan completely stopped. Seeing this incredibly sinister scene, his expression became completely calm, and even his heartbeat almost disappeared. However, a power was rapidly growing in the silence.

He hid behind the tree, closed his eyes, and only used his ears to listen to the footsteps, patiently waiting for the other person to pass.

Wang Chan walked under the moonlight, kicking the head, his demeanor relaxed, as if he were on an outing. But his clothes were stained with a lot of blood, making it look out of place.

"Hmm?"

At a certain moment, he lifted his foot, and just as he was about to put it down, he stopped in mid-air. He tilted his head slightly and looked at a large tree not far away.

Chen Xuan opened his eyes and walked out.

A smile played on Wang Chan's lips. He beckoned and said, "Chen Xuan, it seems I have some things to tell you in advance..."

He was about to explain some things, to say some words that were undoubtedly very reasonable. But the person in front of him at this moment would not give him that chance. This person would not listen to a single word he said.

Boom!

Chen Xuan suddenly shot up from the ground, like a giant ape shaking the heavens descending to the mortal world. The growing anger and the momentum of swallowing the world, accumulated day by day, surged forth like a tidal wave at this moment—

Wang Chan's smile froze on his face. The next instant, his handsome, immortal-like face was suddenly grabbed by a massive hand. Immediately, his body was lifted into the air, and he was slammed by Chen Xuan into the wilderness outside the mountain path.

Puff puff puff!

Wang Chan's body moved through the air and across the ground like a small boat in a giant wave. Through the gaps between the fingers, his terrified eyes saw the sky full of fist prints mixed with the sharp edge of golden-white light, surging towards him overwhelmingly.

Waist, chest, neck... First a hint of coolness, followed by endless stinging pain. A large amount of strength and liquid poured out from the riddled body.

Lines of chaotic black blood intertwined in the air, appearing incredibly beautiful and thick under the reflection of the golden-white Immortal Qi light.

Puff!

Wang Chan's vision suddenly darkened. A sharp object pierced his eye socket and was instantly pulled out. Another fatal part of his body was immediately pierced through. This was repeated hundreds and thousands of times.

He could no longer see anything.

"Ah!!!"

A shrill and tragic wail erupted in the mountain forest, startling birds and beasts into flight.