Chapter 261: Chapter 243: In this world, there are always people who don’t know their own limits
At this moment.
One gaze after another, whether cold, scorching, or curious, all focused on the majestic giant ship!
Even though a few months had passed, the discussions about the Third Young Master of the Ziwei Chen Family, Chen Zhixing, had already quieted down.
During this time, many prodigies had emerged, suddenly appearing in the world!
Many even concluded that figures like Sword Tomb Sword Master Fuu Qingxu and Wui Duolong were not weaker than the Third Young Master Chen Zhixing.
But undeniably.
In the minds of the vast majority, Chen Zhixing was still the strongest among the new generation, the unparalleled prodigy of the world!
Without exception!
"Is Chen Zhixing coming...?"
On the peak of Immortal Suspended Mountain, nearly two hundred Human Race prodigies simultaneously lifted their heads, their gazes uniformly directed toward the giant ship.
A surge of battle intent burned within their chests.
A prodigy has a heart of invincibility!
Before truly sparring with him or witnessing Chen Zhixing’s strength firsthand, who would be willing to admit they were weaker than Chen Zhixing?
"My Vessel!!!"
Veins appeared on Jiuzui’s forehead, the greed in his eyes almost becoming tangible.
Just thinking about that perfect rebirth vessel, currently inside the majestic flying ship, made his hands involuntarily tremble.
On another side.
Chen Zhaosheng, sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes and looked toward the giant ship.
In his eyes, a trace of complexity flashed.
"If it weren’t for that catastrophe back then, it should be me representing the Chen Family in battle now."
Chen Zhaosheng silently mused in his heart.
The next moment.
He took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes again.
The past is irretrievable.
And he, Chen Zhaosheng, having survived that catastrophe, would become even stronger!
Inside the golden carriage of the Sikong family.
Creaaak creaaaak.
Sikong Xuanji, with his purple hair flowing, tightly gripped the armrest of his seat, his eyes constantly flickering with murderous intent.
"Ziwei Chen Family!"
"Chen Zhixing!!!"
Facing his enemy, Sikong Xuanji’s heart was filled with overwhelming hatred, almost unable to restrain himself, wanting to attack the giant ship.
"Patriarch, Chen Daoyan’s strength is unfathomable. With him here, it might be difficult to kill that little bastard."
An old servant respectfully said.
"I know."
Sikong Xuanji took a deep breath, his face calming down again.
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Under countless gazes.
A figure, wrapped in bandages and revealing only one eye, walked out from the giant ship towards the mountain peak.
"Hmm? Who is this person?"
"This person... seems not to be Chen Zhixing?"
Instantly, whether it was the prodigies on the mountain peak or the massive crowd of cultivators at the foot of the mountain, all frowned, showing expressions of doubt.
Where did Chen Zhixing go...?
"Hey, where is Chen Zhixing? Why did he not come?"
As soon as Chen Chou’er stood at the peak of Immortal Suspended Mountain, Li Chengfeng, ranked seventh on the Longevity Celestial Pride Rankings, frowned and asked.
Originally preparing to find a quiet place to wait for the big competition to start, Chen Chou’er paused in his steps.
The next moment.
"Who are you? Does our Third Young Master need to report to you whether he comes or not?"
Chen Chou’er, his voice hoarse, looked at Li Chengfeng and said indifferently.
"Insolent!"
Hearing this, a cold gaze flashed in Li Chengfeng’s eyes, then he sneered, "Could it be that your Third Young Master heard the news and knew we were going to deal with him, so he was afraid and didn’t dare to come? Sending you, a cannon fodder, to die instead?"
"You? Deal with the Third Young Master?"
In Chen Chou’er’s single exposed eye, a hint of mockery immediately surged.
"What an absurd joke."
"With your kind of existence, are you worthy to act against the Young Master? I’m afraid once you enter Immortal Suspended Mountain, you’ll be begging our Young Master to spare your life."
With that said.
Chen Chou’er shook his head, intending to leave.
This kind of verbal dispute seemed childish and meaningless to him.
"Wait."
At this moment, Ye Liancheng stepped forward, smiling slightly:
"I know you, Yuann Bufu, right? Weren’t you the one who caused Meng Hedong’s death?"
"A few years ago, I discussed the Dao with Meng Hedong. We met each other, do you remember?"
Chen Chou’er frowned, looking at Ye Liancheng, "So what...?"
Ye Liancheng’s expression was gentle, but his words were like a sharp knife, uttered one by one:
"So someone like you, selling out friends for glory, recognizing thieves as fathers, disloyal and unjust, how dare you come out here and spout such nonsense?"
Chen Chou’er’s steps forward slowly halted, looking at Ye Liancheng.
Their gazes continued to clash in the air.
"Hahaha, I was wondering who it was, turns out to be this traitor selling out friends for glory!"
Li Chengfeng’s eyes lit up, and he burst into laughter.
"Meng Hedong treated you like a brother, and yet you, for wealth and riches, turned around and got him killed, taking his head as a token to gain favor with the Ziwei Chen Family! Am I wrong?"
"And now at the East Profound Domain competition, knowing we intend to join forces against him, Chen Zhixing didn’t dare come, so he sent you as a scapegoat!"
"Ridiculous! Truly ridiculous!"
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At a distance from Immortal Suspended Mountain.
A figure with black hair like a waterfall and a robe whiter than snow was walking step by step.
Each step seemed slow, yet with every step, it covered thousands of feet, all under his feet as an inch.
Within a few breaths.
Originally still distant, Immortal Suspended Mountain was now within sight.
"Glad I made it in time."
Chen Zhixing gazed at Immortal Suspended Mountain and let out a gentle breath.
Immortal Suspended Mountain was not only the dividing line between the northern and southern parts of the East Profound Domain.
It was also, according to ancient legends, the burial place of endless True Immortals!
Within this Immortal Suspended Mountain was a secret realm.
By obtaining a certain rank in the mountain, one could randomly trigger rewards from the Heavenly Dao within the secret realm!
And these Heavenly Dao rewards were the key reasons countless forces were drawn to this East Profound Domain competition!
At this moment, Immortal Suspended Mountain was already a sea of people, the skies filled with various flying dharma treasures.
Chen Zhixing walked step by step towards the peak of Immortal Suspended Mountain.
Suddenly.
He slightly raised his eyebrows.
"...Hahaha, if your Third Young Master is truly as formidable as you say, then what does he fear? Why doesn’t he dare to participate in the East Profound Domain competition?"
Though still quite far away, he already heard the piercing voices of ridicule.
When he focused his gaze, he saw Chen Chou’er standing alone, facing off against Li Chengfeng and the other two prodigies.
In just a few words, Chen Zhixing grasped the entire situation.
"Why is it that in this world, there are always people who don’t know the limits of life and death."
Chen Zhixing murmured to himself, stepping forward in an instant, crossing endless distances.
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At the peak of Immortal Suspended Mountain.
"Ignorance."
Chen Chou’er let out a cold laugh and planned to bypass this group of people.
He was never good with words and disliked competing with words.
Facing this group spewing fragrant words, he didn’t want to speak more, only hoping that when the big competition began, their bones would be as strong as their mouths.
Hiss hiss hiss.
In his concealed right hand within his sleeves, crimson snakes of pain were silently coiling and wrapping continuously.