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The lights in the Wang Mansion were bright in the night.

After three rounds of drinking and a variety of dishes, the atmosphere was lively.

Xue Deshan got drunk at the banquet. He didn't use his qi to disperse the alcohol, allowing himself to be overwhelmed by it, slumping on the table and speaking incoherently.

"It's not easy to let go. No matter what, he is still my son!"

"No matter who is right or wrong, if your own flesh and blood is killed, can you easily let it go?"

"I hate myself for not teaching my son well, and I also hate your decisive actions. But I can also understand that even if you spare my son's life, he will eventually die at the hands of the government's executioner. After all, killing demands retribution, it's only natural..."

Xue Deshan's face was flushed from drinking, sadness evident in his eyes. He stared straight at the half-filled bowl of wine, murmuring to himself.

Zong Hong and Hong Lin silently accompanied him, pouring small cups of wine, their minds filled with countless thoughts.

Chen Changsheng, who had eaten and drunk his fill, walked out of the house and took a leisurely stroll with Wang Jiayun in the courtyard, enjoying the beautiful night scenery and the peaceful time.

A cool breeze brushed their faces, and the moon reflected on the surface of the lake.

Wang Jiayun gently tucked her hair behind her ear and looked at Chen Changsheng's handsome face, asking softly, "Is Master Chen thinking about Xue Yong?"

Chen Changsheng's gaze turned to the night scenery by the lake as he stood with his hands behind his back. "Xue Yong didn't die by my hand, but his death is still related to me. I wonder if I would feel more at ease if I had handed him over to the authorities back then."

He intervened to protect Hong Lin. As senior siblings in the martial arts academy, there was nothing wrong with that.

But after severely injuring Xue Yong and leaving him defenseless, Chen Changsheng allowed Hong Lin to take revenge without any resistance.

"Master Chen, you don't need to think too much. Things change with time. At that time, you had to consider how to protect yourself, not only to guard against Xue Yong's retaliation, but also to avoid Xue's father settling scores later. No one knows what they would do."

Wang Jiayun's voice was gentle as she spoke the truth. "With your current strength, you are not afraid of Xue's father and son. Naturally, you would think it's better to hand him over to the authorities. At that time, you had just started practicing Martial Dao, so it was normal to have concerns."

She wrapped her arms around Chen Changsheng's arm and leaned against him. "You didn't do anything wrong. It was clearly Xue Yong's fault. Why create a mistake out of thin air?"

Chen Changsheng was slightly stunned by her words and immediately realized his mistake.

If it weren't for Wang Jiayun's guidance, he would have fallen into a mental trap, unnecessarily adding distractions and hesitations to his actions.

He was a cultivator, an immortal, and a spectator of time, but that didn't mean he had no right to intervene in the lives of others.

Unintentionally, Chen Changsheng had taken a high perspective, naturally leading to more and varied thoughts.

On the other hand, Wang Jiayun had maintained the mindset of an ordinary person from beginning to end, looking at the problem from an ordinary perspective without any messy thoughts. Therefore, her perspective was the most straightforward, revealing the truth with a single sentence.

"Thank you, you've awakened me. There's no need to think too much about life!"

Unable to resist, Chen Changsheng hugged Wang Jiayun tightly and kissed her deeply.

He was a cultivator, but he also had a mortal heart.

"A small matter, your retreat is the greatest help to me."

Chen Changsheng gently carried Wang Jiayun with his True Qi, sword in hand, and pushed open the door.

There sat a one-armed man in a blood-stained gray robe on the bed.

His appearance was plain and forgettable if placed on the roadside, but his icy cold eyes sent shivers down one's spine.

"Fellow Daoist, your act of trespassing is quite impolite," Chen Changsheng calmly said, feeling a sense of familiarity with the man's face, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Wait, it seemed like he had seen it in one of the portraits in the group files?

With a thought, Chen Changsheng opened up all the portraits in the group files.

With a quick glance, he discovered that one of the reward portraits posted by group member Luo Shiyi was of the man before him!

A Foundation Building cultivator, Si Kui!

However, the Si Kui in front of him didn't look well. His cultivation had fallen from Foundation Building to the sixth level of Qi Refining, and he had also lost an arm.

If it were the full strength Si Kui, Chen Changsheng would definitely run away immediately, but in the current situation, he was completely unafraid of the other party.

"Poor little one with mediocre aptitude, offer up your spiritual stones and Qi Gathering pills, and I will grant you great fortune," Si Kui beckoned with a cold gaze, as if looking at an ant.

In the eyes of a Foundation Building cultivator, a Qi Refining cultivator with mediocre aptitude was no different from an ordinary person. They were destined to never reach Foundation Building and were merely stepping stones for countless cultivators.

"I have no interest in your great fortune, so please leave quickly," Chen Changsheng said calmly.

Si Kui snorted coldly, "Ignorant fool!"

Whoosh!

He casually raised his hand, and in an instant, a cold light burst forth from his fingertips, like a crescent moon slashing through, cutting Chen Changsheng in half!

However, Si Kui raised an eyebrow, as the Chen Changsheng that had been cut apart dispersed into nothingness. The one he had struck was just an illusory remnant.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Changsheng's figure approached like a shadow, the blade in his hand radiating a bloody thunder, slashing out more than ten sword auras in succession, like a dense and flickering lightning, illuminating the entire night.

Si Kui remained calm, sitting on the bed and flicking his fingers.

One after another, white cold lights shot out, colliding with the incoming sword auras, creating a resounding spark.

While swinging his sword, Chen Changsheng used a hand seal to activate the Blood Thunder Technique, condensing blood into thunder.

Si Kui, who had been looking disdainful, suddenly changed his expression.

As Chen Changsheng activated the Thunder Technique, his blood-soaked shoulder and arm suddenly burst forth with bloody thunder, like struggling blood snakes, and the frenzied power of thunder erupted with blood-red light.

"What kind of Thunder Technique is this?!"

Si Kui exclaimed in fear.

Countless blood-colored divine thunders bombarded, reducing the entire room to dust under the thunder.

Then, a bolt of lightning shot forth, Si Kui's True Qi erupted throughout his body, and a long spear appeared in his hand, colliding with the swift thunder.

Boom!

Between the fierce thunder sword light and the spear radiance, a majestic True Qi resonated, forming a circular wave that spread out.

In an instant, a violent wind swept through, sand and dust flew, and the intense fluctuations destroyed all the surrounding buildings, turning an area of tens of yards into flat ground!