Misty Rain of the Old Times

Chapter 763 Saying No

In order to successfully abduct Chen Xuan, whom even the Chrysanthemum Guards treated with utmost respect, the white-bearded old man protecting the little boy went to great lengths, pushing his movements to the limit, his five fingers forming a claw, flashing with cold light, pointing directly at the neck.

He naturally didn't know Chen Xuan. In the current emergency, he didn't have time to think about so much. What ability could a mere young man have? With two incredibly beautiful young girls by his side, he must just have a special status. As for being so special that even the Chrysanthemum Guard, who are now the emperor's most honored guards, treat him with the utmost respect, he must either be a member of the imperial family or a direct descendant of a powerful family who is the successor of a noble clan.

Logically speaking, someone who could cultivate to his level was definitely not stupid. However, he didn't have time to think about it, and no one informed him of Chen Xuan's whereabouts, so he naturally didn't think about the 'legendary' young master.

At this moment, his only goal was to kidnap Chen Xuan and escape from the predicament. He did not have much intention to kill him, so he did not make a big show of it and tried to restrain his attacks. He did not succeed in killing Chen Xuan in one blow, but that was just because he did not intend to kill him. In the process, given his cultivation level and the sharpness flashing on his claws, it was probably not within his consideration to make Chen Xuan suffer or be injured. As long as he could capture him and help him escape, that would be enough. Perhaps injuring him would also effectively deter the Chrysanthemum Guard from acting rashly.

All of this is based on his misunderstanding of Chen Xuan.

As Chen Xuan turned to speak, he casually slapped the white-bearded old man who had frozen in shock. A sharp bang echoed through the dimly lit forest, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering. The white-bearded old man was sent flying several times faster than when he was attacked, crashing through countless trees and spraying blood and fragments of his internal organs along his path. He flew dozens of feet before embedding himself in a stone wall with a loud thud. The wall shook violently, cracked, and scattered debris. Whether he was dead or alive was unknown.

Actually, the old man was a little confused when Chen Xuan turned around, especially after what he said: "What do you mean 'we meet again'? You only turned around once, okay?"

He didn't have time to think about anything else; a terrifying chill swept over him, an endless fear.

As a top-tier cultivator with innate abilities, he was confident that he would not fear anyone unless a Grandmaster appeared. However, Chen Xuan's seemingly casual slap, delivered with ease and seemingly not very fast, left him no chance to dodge. He instinctively felt immense terror and could only slightly raise his claw-like arm in an attempt to defend himself.

The instant of contact felt like a mountain crashing down. The claws, capable of easily tearing through metal, shattered like paper. The arm bones crackled and broke into countless pieces. The retaliatory strike to the chest caused it to collapse instantly, shattering countless ribs and causing internal organs to rupture, accompanied by spurting blood fragments.

"How is this possible? Who is he?!" Embedded several feet into the stone wall, he vomited blood and couldn't believe it, but unfortunately, he could no longer speak.

As expected of a top-tier expert, this old man possessed an incredibly powerful physique, even stronger than metal forged through countless hammerings. Chen Xuan's slap not only shattered his hand, but his body remained intact, embedded in the stone wall like a cannonball without completely crumbling. His vitality was also extremely strong, and he still had a breath left and hadn't died.

But that was all. His bones were shattered, and his internal organs were like mush. He was a complete mess, and without a miraculous elixir taken on the spot, he would definitely not survive. With his cultivation level, he knew his condition better than anyone. His eyes dimmed rapidly, and he was filled with fear and confusion. Who was this? Could it be Chen Xuan? Yes, it must be him!

His mind was still working quickly, but it was all too late. All that remained was deep despair and helplessness. His spirits had completely broken. He thought to himself, "Young master, this old servant can only take you this far..."

Of all people to mess with, he had to bare his teeth at Chen Xuan. Who else should we hit but him?

This was just a casual strike from Chen Xuan. It wasn't even a basic attack, let alone a display of martial arts. With his talent and Grandmaster level cultivation, he had also mastered several external martial arts techniques. With his powerful physique and reflexes, he could easily crush anyone below the Grandmaster level. He didn't need to be serious; it was just a matter of a slap.

There may be no shortage of prodigies in the world who can defy the laws of nature, but such prodigies can only meet the threshold of Chen Xuan. In front of him, if you don't cultivate, it's like a frog in a well seeing the moon in the sky; if you do cultivate, it's like a speck of dust seeing the blue sky. He is simply unreasonable.

Don't be fooled by his seemingly carefree and leisurely lifestyle over the years; in reality, he cultivates more diligently than anyone else. He was the top student in his class when he was in school with Xiao Gao. Perhaps his cultivation progress seems slow, but his unreasonable talent is improving every day. Take his stepping into the Innate Realm at the age of eleven, for example. That was because his cultivation had reached the limit of his Acquired Realm at that time, and he had no more internal energy left to break through the Ren and Du meridians to step into the Innate Realm. If he had only sought to break through his realm, he could have stepped into the Innate Realm a few years earlier, or even in the year he started practicing martial arts!

Similarly, now that he has reached the Grandmaster realm, he plans to reach his limit before stepping into the next realm. In fact, he is thinking that he should delay as long as possible, because once he steps into the Tribulation Transcending realm, many things will no longer be up to him.

Liu Changhe said before his death that his talent was unprecedented, and the weight of that statement continues to grow.

Nowadays, unless facing a Grandmaster of the same level, he has no right to take anyone seriously. He has high damage output with his left hand and high damage output with his right hand. Sometimes he even wonders if he could compete with those who have just stepped into the Tribulation Transcending Realm, especially those who have survived the Heavenly Tribulation.

Of course, he wasn't that arrogant, and he wouldn't do something so foolish unless absolutely necessary.

The reason why he felt he could compete with those who had survived the Heavenly Tribulation but dared not face those who were currently undergoing the Heavenly Tribulation was because at that stage, people dared to challenge the heavens and were so strong that they were unreasonable. Even those who had already become human immortals had to temporarily avoid their sharp edge. Chen Xuan was not so arrogant as to be that arrogant.

In any case, among all the experiences Lao Liu gave Chen Xuan, the strongest stage was right after stepping into the Tribulation Transcending Realm, which demonstrated what it meant to be lawless. Then, the stage became weaker and weaker until, when he was undergoing the Human Tribulation, he could be killed by ordinary people...

After swatting the white-bearded old man away, Chen Xuan didn't even glance at him, muttering with a sneer, "What just whizzed past? Never mind, it's not important."

He then looked at the little boy in front of him who was still holding the Overlord Three Light Fist manual and hadn't reacted yet, and said teasingly, "Kid, long time no see. We meet again. I said last time that it wouldn't be so easy to talk to you when we meet again. Are you surprised or not?"

The little boy was once the apple of everyone's eye in the Qin family. He was precocious and exceptionally intelligent and was groomed to take over the Qin family business in the future. Everyone said he was smart, and if it weren't for his young age and lack of experience, he would have been able to hold a high position and be able to take charge on his own at the age of ten.

However, at this moment he blinked, somewhat bewildered. What had happened?

No wonder this young man is so highly regarded by the Qin family. He quickly realized what was happening and, trying to remain calm and composed, said, "Brother, are you perhaps toying with me...?"

As he said this, he was filled with indignation. This guy is crazy! If he weren't in trouble now, he wouldn't even have the right to talk to me.

Before he could finish speaking, he realized something, his heart skipped a beat, and he looked around. Where was Grandpa? Where had Grandpa, with his top-tier innate cultivation, gone?

It wasn't that his reaction time was too slow, but rather that everything happened too fast. With his meager cultivation level, the old man attacked without warning, and he simply couldn't keep up with the speed of his actions.

Well, while his cultivation level was negligible in Chen Xuan's eyes, it wasn't entirely useless. After all, he was carefully nurtured by the Qin family and possessed considerable talent. In fact, in a real fight, Su Roujia probably wouldn't be his match. A playful glint flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes. He thought to himself, "Looks like you're not stupid after all. You know I'm toying with you. But if you're not stupid, where do you get the confidence and audacity to think you can use me?"

For some reason, Chen Xuan suddenly lost interest and felt a bit bored. What was the point of me chatting nonsense with a little kid? I could just slap him to death, but that wasn't necessary. Besides, attacking the weak wasn't my style. In the end, he hadn't even had a chance to actually do anything to anger me.

However, if we let him go like this, he might come back to annoy us in the future, and we'll have to kill him then.

With his mind racing, Chen Xuan quickly came up with an idea. It was pointless to bully a little kid, and it would be too shameful to lay a hand on a ten-year-old to prevent future troubles. However, there was still a group of Chrysanthemum Guards around. Chen Xuan had overheard their conversation and had just said that they would be left to the Chrysanthemum Guards to deal with.

Thinking this, Chen Xuan stopped paying attention to the little brat who seemed so mature for his age and had such a deep mind. He looked forward, nodded to the Chrysanthemum Guard commander, and smiled, "What are you all waiting for? They're all yours to take care of. Please do as you see fit."

He gestured for him to leave, but did not intend to leave until he saw the result.

Whether the little brats live or die is entirely up to the Chrysanthemum Guards. If they intend to take the survivors back, it can only be said that they were spared. Of course, Chen Xuan would not leave any hidden dangers for himself. At worst, he could just give birth to them himself next time they met. As for when that next time would be, that would depend on his mood—perhaps a day, perhaps a year, or perhaps the next moment…

The commander of the Chrysanthemum Guard, who witnessed the scene just now, felt a chill run down his spine. After days and nights of pursuit, he knew how powerful that old man surnamed Xiang was. He might not be afraid of him, but it would be almost impossible to capture him alive by himself. If he killed him, he would also pay a heavy price, and it was even uncertain who would die!

Yet, such a formidable opponent was sent flying and his fate unknown with just a casual slap from Chen Xuan.

He boasted that he had one foot in the Grandmaster realm, but how could the gap be so big? Did he think that he was enough to challenge a Grandmaster by using all his trump cards? Or was it that the gap between him and a Grandmaster was not so big, but simply that the gap between him and this Mr. Chen was too big?

Now that Chen Xuan had spoken, he had no time to think further. Suppressing his many thoughts, he bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Chen. Otherwise, we would have had to go through a lot of trouble and might not have been able to complete the order. Actually, we are not in a hurry; we have plenty of time."

There's no rush, even if there's no time to spare in front of this lord. In any case, Chen Xuan has helped them complete their mission. Even if Chen Xuan had no intention of helping them at all, look how tired Mr. Chen is. He may not care, but we can't not say these things. We just don't have the right to express our gratitude. Afterwards, we will report the truth. How His Majesty and His Highness will react is not our concern.

Chen Xuan waved his hand dismissively and said, "You guys go ahead with your business. I'm just taking a look. I hope I'm not bothering you?"

"Not at all, not at all, then we'll just have to do as we please," the Chrysanthemum Guard commander quickly replied with a smile.

He immediately took a deep breath and gestured to his subordinates, ordering, "What are you waiting for? Take action and capture the remnants of the Qin family!"

Seeing this, Chen Xuan remained unmoved. It seemed they wanted to take someone back alive. Could it be that he really wanted to personally deal with even the most insignificant potential threat next time?

The little boy wasn't stupid; he quickly realized his predicament and struggled to remain calm. Panic flashed in his eyes. He didn't know where his most powerful relative, Grandpa Xiang, was. Smelling the lingering scent of blood, he knew he was powerless to resist and could only place his last hope on Chen Xuan. He pleaded almost imploringly, "Mr. Chen... please lend us a hand. If you can get us out of this predicament, I'll offer you the Overlord Three Lights Fist with both hands. Oh, and my aunt's Butterfly Transformation Heart Sutra and Ten Thousand Gu Medicine Sutra—these are peerless secret manuals capable of unleashing a bloodbath. Even the many hidden treasures my Qin family has prepared as backup plans will be offered up."

To survive, this kid was really going all out. He could tell that with just one word from Chen Xuan, his current predicament would be easily resolved.

With a slight raise of his eyebrows, Chen Xuan remained unmoved by what others dreamed of, simply watching quietly.

While the little boy was saying these words, the commander of the Chrysanthemum Guard, who had already given the order, was also observing Chen Xuan's reaction. Once he spoke, the order would have to be abandoned. He would rather give up the remnants of the Qin family than offend this man. He thought to himself that even if the Princess were here, she would have to swallow her pride and accept it.

Seeing that Chen Xuan did not show any intention to stop them, the arrest operation of the others proceeded smoothly. Without the protection of the old man surnamed Xiang, how could a mere woman at the middle level of the Innate Realm resist so many experts?

Forced to his knees, the little boy knew he couldn't count on Chen Xuan. Forcing himself to calm down, he looked at the Chrysanthemum Guard commander and pleaded, "Commander, please show mercy and let me leave. I'll give you everything. Just pretend we never met, okay?"

Without even glancing at him, even though the offer he made was incredibly tempting, the Chrysanthemum Guard Commander, under the questioning gazes of his subordinates, looked at Chen Xuan hesitantly and asked, "Mr. Chen, if I may be so bold as to ask, do you have any further arrangements for them?"

"No, I already told you not to worry about me, just do as you please," Chen Xuan said with a smile and shook his head.

Having received the answer he wanted, the Chrysanthemum Guard Commander breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, saying, "In that case, what follows might be an eyesore. I wonder if Mr. Chen would like to excuse himself?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the two little ones beside Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan glanced at the two women, seeing their curious expressions about what would happen next, and shook his head, saying, "No need, like I said, please do as you wish."

He nodded to show he understood, but the commander of the Chrysanthemum Guard still gestured to his subordinates to be careful and block the way, even though Chen Xuan had already said so. What if it caused displeasure later? It was better to be cautious.

The little boy, forced to kneel, stared wide-eyed. "No, what are you talking about? What do you want to do?"

"No!"

The next moment, amidst the desperate screams of the middle-aged woman protecting the little boy, two cold glints flashed, and with two soft thuds, two heads that were still alive just moments before rolled off amidst spurts of blood, their expressions frozen in time.

The commander of the Chrysanthemum Guard was a man of his word. They had previously agreed to take the head back directly, and once they captured the person, they decisively drew their swords without any hesitation.

Seeing this, Chen Xuan was secretly speechless. He hadn't expected this outcome; it was unexpected yet reasonable. In this way, it saved him the trouble of racking his brains... (End of Chapter)