Master Qing Zhi, Please Have a Little Self-Awareness

Master Qing Zhi, Please Have a Little Self-Awareness A series of cold notification sounds rang out in Chen Zhixing's mind.

"After killing a Destined Protagonist, it also strips away part of their Fortune and talent?"

Chen Zhixing's brows lifted slightly.

Fortune was something that could not be clearly explained or pinned down.

Though it could not be seen, it truly existed! Those with powerful Fortune would encounter opportunities wherever they went; they could leap off a cliff and obtain an inheritance, casually pick up some scrap metal and find it was a buried treasure.

Those with even stronger Fortune could directly influence the people around them!

For example, he remembered one Destined Protagonist who was clearly utterly ordinary in every aspect, yet somehow managed to win the favor of a Saintess from an Immortal Dao Lineage, who insisted she would marry no one but him! This was Fortune! The Destined Protagonists of almost all nine main storylines had Fortune values so high they could be called abnormal!

"My Fortune value was only 7% before? That's low enough."

Chen Zhixing could not help giving a bitter smile and shaking his head inwardly.

Immediately, Chen Zhixing picked up that Ancient Sword.

In an instant, an incomparably familiar feeling came over him.

It was as if he had been born a Sword Dao Prodigy!

There was not a single sword art in the world he did not understand! "This should be the Sword Dao Talent."

Chen Zhixing nodded thoughtfully.

By the time Chen Zhixing returned to the Third Peak of Ziwei Mountain.

The sky was already close to dusk.

"Young Master is back. I'll warm up the dishes for you."

Bi Luo hurriedly came up to him, brimming with excitement.

"I won't eat."

Chen Zhixing smiled and rubbed Bi Luo's little head, then turned and walked into his Side Room.

He reached out and gently pressed a wall at the head of the bed.

Kakakaka~~~!

A sound like gears turning rang out.

Behind the head of his bed, the bluestone slabs slowly drew apart to either side.

A hidden door leading into darkness appeared before Chen Zhixing.

Chen Zhixing stepped inside.

The hidden door immediately began to close slowly.

In the pitch-black corridor came the drip-drop of water.

Chen Zhixing walked forward roughly several dozen steps, and his field of vision suddenly opened up.

A karst cave of several hundred square meters appeared before him.

On the walls of the karst cave were embedded night pearls the size of fists, illuminating the entire cave brightly.

This was Chen Zhixing's Secret Chamber. Over a hundred formations had been laid down here, able to cut off all Divine Sense probing below the Nirvana Realm.

Even if Divine Sense at the Nirvana Realm or above probed in, Chen Zhixing would notice at once.

"Let's talk."

Chen Zhixing sat down cross-legged and tossed the Ancient Sword Qing Zhi in front of him.

The Ancient Sword remained completely silent. Only after quite a while did a cold female voice sound out.

"What do you want?"

Chen Zhixing smiled faintly and said, "Very simple. That fellow Ye Chen is already dead. Do you want to consider being used by me now?"

The moment his words fell.

The Ancient Sword began trembling wildly, and that cold female voice snapped angrily, "Don't even th—!"

Before the word "think" could leave her mouth, Chen Zhixing smiled and said:

"Don't be in such a rush to refuse. Why not wait until I finish speaking?"

"Ye Chen valued reputation over affection, was reckless, impulsive, and brainless. He seemed chivalrous, but in truth feared death and clung to life. Even if I hadn't killed him, you'd have had no future following him."

Hearing this, that cold female voice had just been about to retort, but after thinking it over, she fell silent and said nothing.

What Chen Zhixing had just said were indeed all flaws in Ye Chen's character.

"So you might as well follow me."

"If my guess is correct, for you to swiftly recover to your original strength, you need to absorb Divine Weapon Qi, right?"

"To tell you the truth, Ziwei's Chen Clan may not have much else, but we are a great clan with great holdings, rich and overbearing!"

"As a direct descendant of the Chen Clan, as long as I open my mouth, large numbers of Divine Weapons will be placed before me!"

Chen Zhixing propped his chin up with one hand, his long, narrow eyes narrowing slightly as a playful smile surfaced.

As soon as those words fell, The Qing Zhi Ancient Sword instantly shook.

How did this man know that she needed to absorb Divine Weapon Qi to recover her strength?

The next moment, That cool female voice rang out in mockery. "So what? You think this tiny bit of stuff is enough to buy me off?"

"Buy you off?"

Chen Zhixing laughed and reached out, gently caressing the Qing Zhi Ancient Sword's spirit.

Bang!!! A vast amount of Mental Power transformed into a heavy hammer and smashed fiercely down onto the ancient sword.

The ancient sword immediately trembled wildly, letting out a mournful cry.

"Master Qing Zhi, I think you still don't quite understand the situation you're in."

Chen Zhixing set the ancient sword down, his smile still warm as he said, "Right now, you are the fish and meat, and I am the knife and chopping block. The reason I've said so much to you and discussed this trade with you is because I value your potential, not because I'm trying to curry favor with you or buy you off."

"I think you'd best have some sense of that in your heart."

Within a certain space, that cool female voice heard this and clenched her pearly teeth, her eyes filled with humiliation.

Thinking back to the past, as the Longevity Sword Spirit, she had followed the Sword God; wherever she went, was she not revered by tens of thousands?

This was the first time anyone had dared humiliate her like this! "If you have the ability, then destroy me right now!" that female voice said through gritted teeth.

"Master Qing Zhi truly has a fiery and unyielding temper. Much stronger than that Ye Chen."

Chen Zhixing smiled faintly, rose to his feet, and said, "No need to rush. I'll give you three days to consider."

Immediately, a vast amount of Chen Zhixing's Mental Power spread out, turning into a net that bound this ancient sword tightly in place.

"I hope Master Qing Zhi uses these three days here to properly clear her head."

Chen Zhixing smiled at the ancient sword, then gently clapped his hands.

All the luminous pearls inside the entire Karst Cave went out at once, turning everything into darkness.

Chen Zhixing turned and left.

"Come back!"

"You junior surnamed Chen, why wait three days? If you have the ability, destroy me now!"

"Come back!!"

No matter how that cool female voice shouted, Chen Zhixing seemed not to hear it at all, leaving the Karst Cave step by step.

After walking out of the Secret Chamber, Chen Zhixing, who had failed to subdue her, looked perfectly normal.

In truth, as far as he was concerned, he regarded this Divine Sword Qingzhi very lightly.

If she could be used by him, then that would naturally be best.

That would be equivalent to him gaining an additional present-age divine weapon capable of growing to the Longevity Realm!

If she could not be used by him, that was no matter either, as long as she was not taken by someone else.

To put it simply, Chen Zhixing's mindset was that even if he could not have it, no one else should even dream of having it either.

And if, after three days, That Longevity Sword Spirit Qingzhi truly still insisted on refusing to submit, Then he would truly destroy this sword, as she wished! "Speaking of which, You Province isn't far from the Southern Border. When the time comes, if this Qingzhi refuses to submit, I'll take advantage of this Southern Border Trial to make a trip to the Sword God Ruins in You Province. First, I'll see whether I can obtain the Sword God's sword inheritance. Second, I'll conveniently obtain the method to control Qingzhi and directly erase her spiritual intelligence."

"In that case, although this sword's value will be greatly reduced, it will still be better than nothing."

Chen Zhixing stood before the window, looking toward the distant bright full moon hanging among the tree branches, and silently made his decision.

A quick note: starting from this chapter, during the new book period, the update times will stabilize at two chapters at eight in the morning and two chapters at six in the evening, to avoid unstable update times causing everyone to wait for nothing and keep refreshing to see whether there's an update.

So this chapter counts as the eight-in-the-morning chapter, and the next chapter will be at six in the evening.

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