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Chapter 74 This Chen Zhian is really bold! (Fourth update, please subscribe first, please vote for me)
The rain was getting heavier. The ground was shining coldly under the candlelight in front of the mansion gate. The wind was actually a little cold.

"Li Fushu, today is the first time we meet, but you said too much."

Chen Zhian seemed to be unafraid, and shook his head and said, "The reason why you said so much, instead of taking the opportunity when the princess was away to chop off my hand and break my Yuanguan, is because you want me to know that I really can't beat you."

"But...if that's the case, why do you have to explain so much?"

Chen Zhian's words were like sharp thorns, piercing into Li Fushu's heart.

"There is no point in talking any more. I only need a drop of rain water to easily cut off your right hand."

Li Fushu stood still, with streams of divine aura flowing out of him. His jade bones creaked, his tendons spread out, and thick true energy flowed out. His eyes instantly revealed depth and sharpness.

But in an instant, he stretched out his right hand quickly, put his index and middle fingers together, and flicked lightly!
It was just a flick of his finger! Li Fushu's true energy rumbled like a great river, and his two fingers seemed to contain a thousand pounds of strength.

He accurately separated a drop of rain from the rain curtain, and it didn't even shatter. It shot towards Chen Zhian intact, like a sharp thorn.

There was even an equally sharp whistling sound. The surrounding rain curtain was cut open and the air was torn apart, forming circles of air waves visible to the naked eye.

Li Fushu's eyes were calm.

Pu Yu's cultivation was perfect and he was truly on the verge of a complete transformation. He also practiced a first-grade profound skill and a wonderful method. Although it was just a drop of rain, he could release all his true energy with just a flick of his finger. Chen Zhian... where could he hide?

Chen Zhian was still standing in the same place. The rain had turned into a white gas line. The surrounding rain evaporated instantly under the powerful fluctuations of his true energy. For a moment, the void was filled with heavy smoke.

"Hmm? Give up?" The thought flashed through Li Fushu's mind.

Chen Zhian suddenly stretched out his hand, with a long knife in his hand.

Li Fushu's pupils shrank slightly, and the raindrop was about to fall on Chen Zhian's right hand.

At this moment, Chen Zhian's spiritual energy was flowing, and the true energy flowing in his body was controlled by the spiritual energy extremely delicately and quickly, gathering on his right arm.

In an instant, the muscles in his right arm bulged, and the tendons also stretched out, and violent true energy flowed at a high speed.

The two thousand forged long sword [Yang Sui] was unsheathed at this moment!
The moment the long sword left the scabbard, a clear and long sound was made, like the roar of a dragon or a tiger, and there was also a red flame on the sword. Holding the Yangsui long sword, a flash of fiery red light appeared and it slashed straight at the drop of rain.

This knife is too amazing.

Layer upon layer of sword lights rose up one after another, changing endlessly. The surrounding air was instantly evaporated by the hot true essence of Yang Sui, which was extremely mysterious.

Go north to Badu...Twelve levels!

Twelve layers of sword lights overlapped, like layers of mountains pressing down, fiercely slashing at the drop of rain that was full of the mystery of Li Fushu's profound skills and rich true essence!
Ding!
With a crisp sound, the knife light collided with raindrops like a silk thread.

Li Fushu's pupils finally dilated, because he saw that when the rain fell on Chen Zhian's sword, it was instantly shattered by the powerful force contained in the long sword, turning into countless tiny water droplets, splashing, falling on the ground, falling on the wall, shattering and penetrating pieces of thick stone bricks.

Chen Zhian swung his sword and then sheathed it.

He looked down at the new [Yang Sui] long sword in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.

The long sword that has been forged two thousand times has at least raised his current combat power to a higher level.

After praising him, he looked up again and saw Li Fushu still standing there.

"Young master of an aristocratic family, with the cultivation of a rough jade and a profound skill of the first rank, you swear to defeat me with a drop of rainwater?"

Chen Zhian grinned, and was so angry that he wanted to kill him: "What are you dreaming about?"

Li Fushu's expression suddenly changed, his aura became powerful, murderous intent emerged in his eyes, and an unimaginable amount of true energy surged out of him.

But he just bent his knees, jumped, and smashed towards Chen Zhian like a meteorite falling from the sky.

Chen Zhian said helplessly: "Boss Qu, if you don't take action, you will have to collect my body."

A long gust of wind blew by, and Li Fushu, who originally had an extremely powerful aura and true energy as heavy as a mountain, seemed to have suddenly hit something in the air.

There was only a dull sound.

Li Fushu suddenly fell down and landed heavily on the ground.

All his true energy was gone, and blood even flowed from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were filled with horror, and he looked up and around as hard as he could, but there was no sign of anyone.

At this time, there was no one in front of the gates of many large mansions on Longmen Street. Chen Zhian walked up to Li Fushu with his Yangsui long sword and squatted down.

He stretched out his hand, suddenly grabbed Li Fushu's hair, and threw it hard to the ground.

Chen Zhian had already cultivated the Furnace Body Refining Treasure Book to the third level. With his brute force and the equally powerful white jade true energy, he grabbed Li Fushu, who was injured and unable to circulate his true energy, and hit him. Even though Li Fushu had already cultivated jade bones, he could not withstand it.

With a loud snap, Li Fushu's tall and straight nose was suddenly broken off, and the skin on his face was torn open, revealing a little blood.

Chen Zhian stood up silently and kicked Li Fushu hard, sending him two or three feet away, breaking several of his ribs.

"I'm here to teach you. Stop talking nonsense and teach others how to behave with your strength."

Your background, age, and cultivation are your strengths, but don’t others have strengths as well?

Chen Zhian stepped forward and dragged Li Fushu into the alley.

-

Li Qingran handed the package to Chen Zhian, and then stayed with his aunt for a long time.

Although her aunt's face was in tears, Li Qingran could still clearly see the light in her aunt's eyes.

That glow had disappeared for a long time, or perhaps since Li Qingran could remember, the glow had disappeared from her aunt's eyes. Her face was always pale without a trace of blush, except when she wrote the two words "Zhi'an", or when she was making clothes, her eyes would become much more serious.

This made Li Qingran quite happy.

At least, my aunt had some hope in her heart.

only……

“Can this hope really come true?”

Li Qingran left Hongdouyuan, thinking this in his heart.

Her Li family is powerful, and the Si family has even deeper foundation.

Chen Zhian gave his aunt some hope, but even if he had just opened up the Niwan Palace and condensed a genius with six divine auras, how much time and resources would it take to catch up with the strength of the Li family and the foundation of the Si family?
Geniuses are common.

But there are very few geniuses who live to see their day of rise.

What's more, if one wants to catch up with the aristocratic families, even if one has enough talent, how much foundation does one need?
Does Chen Zhian have the heavenly merits, supernatural powers, the highest-grade elixir, and the mysterious treasures?

Will Chen Zhian really be able to live to see that day?

Li Qingran thought about this and the word "survive", and she suddenly thought of her cousin.

"Where did cousin Fushu go?" She couldn't help but frown, feeling a little worried: "Did he go to cause trouble for Chen Zhian?"

As she thought this in her heart, she somehow left the Li residence, walked to Longmen Street, and walked through several alleys...

Then, even though the sound of rain was noisy, Li Qingran, a disciple of Mingyuetai, could clearly sense through his spiritual energy that someone was circulating his true energy in the alley ahead.

Li Qingran looked carefully again and saw blood flowing out of the alley under the rain. She was shocked. Who would dare to commit a crime on Longmen Street? Could it be that cousin Fushu really couldn't help but attack Chen Zhian?

Li Qingran didn't have time to think and hurried forward.

Her eyes passed the intersection of Longmen Street and the alley, and passed the corner of the alley, and she saw an astonishing scene.

She saw Chen Zhian pulling Li Fushu's hair with one hand and holding a knife in the other.

His right foot stepped on Li Fushu's right arm, and the blade landed on Li Fushu's intact wrist.

Li Fushu is trembling!
He is afraid!
Fortunately, the knife has not yet been cut!
"Stop!" Li Qingran shouted, but his voice was drowned out by a bolt of thunder.

Chen Zhian saw Li Qingran, let go of Li Fushu's hair, and stood up casually.

Li Fushu lay on the ground with his head sideways, his body covered in mud and blood. Chen Zhian sheathed his knife and grinned at Li Fushu for the second time today.

"Coward, I was just trying to scare you. It would be too much trouble to chop off your hand now. One day, I will chop it off openly."

"However, why is the young master of the Li family, who was so arrogant just now, so scared?"

"Li Fushu, let me teach you a lesson. Sometimes, even a noble family master can't speak... You couldn't stop me, but I beat you up. I beat you up so hard that you trembled in fear. If the news gets out, your reputation as a noble family master will be dirtier than the soles of my shoes."

Chen Zhian said as he turned around.

Li Qingran didn't know what to do for a moment and just let Chen Zhian leave.

It was not until Chen Zhian's figure disappeared at the end of the alley that Li Qingran came to his senses and hurriedly ran towards Li Fushu.

But at the same time, she had many questions in her mind.

Finally it merged into one sentence.

"This Chen Zhian is so bold!"

-

Chen Zhian beat up Li Fushu, who had caused trouble for him, and let out a breath of air from his chest.

He did not return to Foshan Street, but went to Baliang Street.

Along the way, he was still thinking about the tears in the eyes and trembling lips of the man in Bai Yi, who was already very familiar in his dream, when he saw him in the Red Bean Courtyard.

Then he remembered what Li Fushu had said.

"The noble family has the right not to let people speak..."

Chen Zhian suddenly felt that he had underestimated these aristocratic families.

If they really fell out, the counterattack from wealthy families like the Li and Si families would be extremely fierce. If I were just a court painter, I would be like a fish on the chopping board after the court ceremony, and they would cut me into pieces.

"The wedding is in September... when you think about it, it's only five months away."

Chen Zhian thought silently in his heart and seemed to have made some decision.

He came all the way to Balian Street and arrived at Xirenju.

Qu Junhui was sitting on a recliner, watching the heavy rain pouring outside the door.

"Thank you for troubling me today, Boss Qu." Chen Zhian entered the resting house, collected his energy to protect himself from the rain, and shook his head, saying, "But Boss Qu's move was too late. If I can't catch that drop of rain, won't my right hand be lost?"

Qu Junhui smiled and said, "You really don't know your background?"

Chen Zhian was a little confused.

Qu Junhui sat up straight, glanced at him from head to toe, and said, "You hold a two thousand forged long sword in your hand, and you have reached the peak of the upper realm of divine essence. Even if you have not yet used divine essence to condense your true essence, your true essence is already thick enough.

You have practiced the art of self-cultivation, and have developed a strong body, with skin and flesh as soft as felt and bones as hard as stone.

The most important thing is... your third-grade profound skill swordsmanship has been perfected by you, and you have even developed sword momentum."

“Even though there is a realm gap between us, Li Fushu is the person mentioned in the Young Tiger Monument and he also has a profound background. It will be very easy for him to kill you.

But a single drop of rain won't defeat you... The reason I didn't attack was that I wanted to see the power of your sword.

But I never thought that you wouldn't even need to use your sword to face the rain."

Qu Junhui spoke slowly.

Chen Zhian lowered his head and thought for a while, then said, "Give me some time, I will use the six divine essences to condense my true essence and expand my Yuanguan, and my combat power will be much stronger.

Maybe next time I won’t have to use all my energy to break a drop of rain.”

Qu Junhui nodded and suddenly gave him a thumbs up: "You are indeed courageous. You even dare to fight a young master from an aristocratic family like Li Fushu. Aren't you afraid that his father will come and punch your head into your chest."

Chen Zhian chuckled and said, "I have already inquired about it. Li Bodu is on duty now. He cannot come back during this period of imperial court.

As for the other practitioners in the Li Mansion... I guess a person like Li Fushu who cares about his reputation will avoid Li Zhuqiu and not make this matter public during the ten or twenty days of recovery."

"Then aren't you afraid that he will come back to kill you after his injury is healed?" Qu Jun replied, "Excuse me, but the Li family has plenty of healing pills, and the physique of a Jade Realm person is also extremely extraordinary. Li Fushu can't lie down for too long."

Chen Zhian nodded and looked outside the door.

It turned out to be a shower and the rain has stopped.

"Once you come to Xuan Tianjing, you must take some necessary paths. I thought it was too simple before... Now after listening to what Li Fushu said, I understand it much better."

"In Xuan Tianjing, fame, status, and cultivation are all indispensable. Otherwise, it's like walking in the dark night, with ghosts holding will-o'-the-wisps and staring at you."

There seemed to be a stream of light in Chen Zhian's eyes.

“But fame, status, and cultivation are not achieved overnight, especially in today’s Dayu. Without a noble family background, even a commoner who emerges as the champion by chance will end up being just like everyone else.

Chen Zhian...why don't you come to my shop and be a clerk, do some errands, and when Li Fushu recovers from his injury, I will save your life." Qu Junhui smiled brightly.

Chen Zhian nodded and smiled, "Boss Qu has helped me a lot. If you are really too busy in the future, just tell me. I was born a Huangmen worker and don't have any burdens. It's nothing for me to help out in this shop for a few days."

Chen Zhian spoke so sincerely that Qu Junhui felt a little embarrassed.

He looked at Chen Zhian carefully for a long time and said, "Don't call me Boss Qu anymore. People who are familiar with me only call me Old Nineteen. From now on, you should call me Old Nineteen as well."

Chen Zhian immediately became curious and asked, "You are the nineteenth in the clan? It's a big family."

Qu Junhui looked at him leisurely: "You are not wrong. It is indeed a big family. It's just that all the members who passed by are now displaced and can never return to their homeland."

Chen Zhian glanced at him suspiciously: "Are you from the Daxi royal family?"

"Hmm?" Qu Junhui looked up.

"That's what the novels all say." Chen Zhian pointed upwards at the shop's sign: "Xirenju, it sounds like a sentimental place."

Qu Junhui clapped his hands and said: "I am now a prince? Then when you see me in the future, call me the Nineteenth Prince... No, Daxi is dead, just call me the Emperor of Daxi."

"It seems that you are not a royal relative." Chen Zhian expressed a little regret.

(End of this chapter)