Chen Wang's Choice!

Chen Wang's Choice! Chen Wang had just returned after buying Clear Spirit Pills for detoxification and healing when, in the blink of an eye, he discovered someone hiding in his room.

"Was this deliberately aimed at me, or was he only hiding temporarily?"

"If he was hiding, then who was chasing him?"

Chen Wang raised a brow.

He leaned toward the latter. With Eagle Eye's vision, he could see that the young man's longsword was broken and he was bleeding from his body. He was clearly badly injured.

This person is trouble. I absolutely cannot get involved.

Chen Wang thought to himself.

If the man was being hunted, he absolutely could not take him in. In the Cultivation World, he was a complete rookie. Even though he now carried a Third Order Genetic Potion and had Hell Commando, Chen Wang did not believe he could expose his special abilities within Red Cloud Sect Market.

With that thought, Chen Wang walked to the door and lightly flicked a finger. In the Cultivation World, the house Chen Wang lived in was extremely dilapidated, still a wooden shack. Otherwise, there would not have been such a large gap in the door. He was five or six meters away from it, yet no one noticed as a flick of his finger pushed the door open.

At the same time, he frantically retreated. "Thief!"

"Someone come! A thief broke into my house!"

Chen Wang's voice was incredibly loud. As he desperately backed away, he shouted at the top of his lungs.

The young man holding the broken sword and bleeding: "..."

He had only borrowed this place as a temporary hiding spot, intending to subdue the homeowner the instant he entered. He had never expected this young man to react so quickly.

"Timid as a mouse!"

The young man had never imagined that after hiding in the house all night, holding his breath and concealing his aura, the homeowner would unexpectedly return and expose his whereabouts with a single sentence.

Chen Wang's cries drew the attention of many Rogue Cultivators, and countless people looked over. This was a Market under Red Cloud Sect's jurisdiction. The reason everyone lived here was precisely because Red Cloud Sect sheltered the place, making it at least quite safe. A blood-soaked figure ran out of Chen Wang's house. This tall, handsome young man held a broken sword, blood constantly streaming down his body and along his arm. He seemed seriously injured. After shouting a few times, Chen Wang had already curled up behind another house.

As a result, after coming out, the young man merely gave Chen Wang a hurried glance. He did not even have time to look Chen Wang over carefully. His expression was exceptionally grim as he hurried away!

Chen Wang suddenly noticed that several unfamiliar faces had appeared in the Slum Area where he lived. At that moment, they directly pushed open their doors and walked out.

He knew virtually all the neighbors here, but he had never seen these people before.

Chen Wang's heart sank. This is no good omen.

Chen Wang's eyesight was exceptional. Among the newly arrived strangers, he saw a tall young man form a hand seal the instant he recognized the young man's face, then quietly pursue him.

"Before a mountain storm, the wind fills the tower. Who would have thought my little broken shack would become a place of trouble?"

Still shaken, Chen Wang emerged from behind the house.

A familiar neighbor came over to comfort him. "Xiao Chen, you're really unlucky. But it's fine. Your house is so poor, there isn't anything to lose anyway."

His tone was utterly sincere.

Chen Wang: "..."

It was broad daylight, and this was Red Cloud Sect's Market. No matter who that young man was, Chen Wang did not care.

But now, he absolutely did not dare show himself so casually again.

Chen Wang walked up to his door, then suddenly stopped.

"Recently, there have been rumors that someone obtained a Foundation Establishment Pill and a Foundation Establishment Skill from Green Crane True Immortal's Tomb. This person is being hunted at this time—could it be related to that matter?"

Chen Wang raised a brow.

Suddenly, a gentle female voice sounded beside him. "Are you all right?"

Chen Wang turned to look and found a Female Cultivator with a graceful figure and an oval face.

Feng Lin.

An exceptionally gentle smile appeared on Chen Wang's face. "Thank you, Sister. I'm fine. The moment I pushed open the door, I found someone in my house. It gave me quite a scare."

Chen Wang looked as though he still had lingering fears.

Feng Lin said softly, "You're still young. It's only natural to be a little afraid after going through something like this."

Chen Wang sighed. "Sigh, I was already broke, and now a thief has broken into my house. Life is truly impossible."

Feng Lin's eyes lit up as she smiled seductively. "Then why not come to Sister's place today? With Sister's cultivation, I can definitely protect you."

Chen Wang was a rookie at Qi Refining Stage 3; everyone basically knew that.

Meanwhile, Feng Lin was a cultivator at Qi Refining Stage 5, two minor realms above Chen Wang. She could basically thrash him with one hand.

Chen Wang shook his head and said softly, "Sorry to trouble you, Sister. Besides, I'm still a man."

There was a trace of stubbornness in his tone, while his eyes revealed fear, reluctance, and forced bravado. He handled the emotions flawlessly, perfectly fitting the image of a young cultivator who had never seen blood and rarely fought anyone.

Feng Lin smiled. "A man is still a little man. Or should Sister come keep you company in your room?"

Chen Wang shook his head. "It's fine. I can handle it."

His tone was firm, carrying a young man's stubborn pride.

Feng Lin froze for a moment, then laughed coquettishly. "All right, all right. You truly are an impressive little man."

When she said "little," she deliberately stressed the word, lightly licking her lips with a barely perceptible tease.

Little, my ass... Chen Wang said, "I'll go check whether anything is missing from my house first."

His smile was exceptionally clean, his gaze clear and bright.

Feng Lin watched Chen Wang enter the house. She lingered for a moment before turning and leaving.

Cultivators' robes were extremely loose. After entering the room, Chen Wang kept one hand at his waist. The large, immensely powerful pistol produced by Qiongqi Mining was carried on him at all times. He was now a Tier 2 Soldier, Eagle Eye, and also a Marksman. At close range, he could draw his gun in less than a second and unleash tremendous power.

There was nothing unusual in the room, only faint bloodstains. Chen Wang inspected it carefully. The bed was slightly rumpled, but there were no other traces. Then Chen Wang suddenly frowned. "Damn it! He actually tore up my clothes."

That was right. Chen Wang's clothes had been torn into strips, apparently for bandages. Nothing in the house was missing. After all, he was poor as a church mouse. Apart from basic Spirit Rice, there was not much else. The young man clearly had not been in the mood to cook rice while hiding in his house.

Chen Wang searched the room once over but found no unusual traces.

"Looks like it was only a coincidence. Still, this is just too unlucky."

Chen Wang sighed.

If his perception had not been stronger than an ordinary person's and his vision better, then if he had suddenly entered the room, he would likely have fallen into an extremely passive situation.

Chen Wang sat at the edge of the bed, then suddenly frowned. He was a Mind Adept, and his mental power was far stronger than an ordinary person's. Although he could not use Divine Sense in the early stages, his senses were exceptionally keen.

He reached beneath the bed. Guided by that mysterious sensation, he felt a brick that seemed to protrude slightly.

Chen Wang's brows rose.