Over the years, Chen Chen had remained at the bustling flagship Chang'an Medicinal Herbs Market, shouldering the responsibility of running it.
Not only had he navigated its intricate business dealings with ease, deftly balancing the tangled interests of all parties, but he had never once slackened in advancing his own cultivation level.
For him, this experience had undoubtedly been a form of spiritual cultivation, tempering his character while subtly moderating the overly fierce killing aura within his Seven Kill Sword.
As the years passed, Chen Chen's exceptional abilities and tireless efforts had finally earned him promotion to Operations Director of the Chang'an Medicinal Herbs Market.
At the same time, his cultivation level had successfully advanced to the Soul Saint realm.
With that, every surviving member of the Chen Clan's third generation-the forty-sixth generation of the clan-had reached the Soul Saint realm or higher, demonstrating the clan's deep reserves and extraordinary heritage.
Looking back seven years, the brutal battle when the Wolf Bandits attacked the village still left hearts trembling with lingering fear.
Back then, the squad guarding the North Gate had been led by Chen Chen.
In that harrowing battle, he had fought valiantly against the enemy until the very end, yet could only watch helplessly as his comrades fell one after another.
In the end, only he and Zhu Changyun had remained of his squad, standing alone on that blood-soaked battlefield.
Now, facing the surviving remnants of the Four Wolf Bandit Divisions, his eyes burned all the redder at the sight of his enemies.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Sword qi sliced like razor-sharp blades, cutting not only through the air but also leaving shocking trails of blood among the Wolf Bandits.
Chen Chen's Fifth Soul Skill, Might Shakes the Four Directions, possessed not only astonishing power but also the