Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family
Chapter 34 I, Chen Zhixing, am as Good as My Word

Chapter 34: Chapter 34 I, Chen Zhixing, am as Good as My Word

"What should I do? What should I do?"

Ye Chen felt anxious and completely lost his composure.

Thinking about what Chen Zhixing had just said, he felt a soul-crushing fear, his whole body unable to stop trembling.

"There’s not much time left."

"Let me give you a friendly reminder: whether or not you hand over the sword, it will belong to me."

"What you need to consider is whether to hold onto your so-called secret and die together."

With a ’swish’, Chen Zhixing opened the folding fan in his hand, looking at him calmly, his face showing no urgency.

"Six."

"Five."

He spat out two more numbers.

Ye Chen, who had been struggling to make a decision, gritted his teeth as if he was about to decide.

"Ye Chen! He’s deceiving you!!!"

The ancient sword trembled incessantly, and a weary female voice carried a sense of urgency.

Clang!!

The next moment, the ancient sword flew up in anger, slashing fiercely toward Chen Zhixing.

"Such trifling Clarity Realm power, and you dare act savagely?"

Chen Zhixing’s face turned cold, his folding fan spinning and instantly locking the attacking blade.

Clang clang clang!

Chen Zhixing extended his fingers and flicked the sword three times.

Instantly, the ancient sword trembled, letting out a mournful cry.

With his last finger flick, the ancient sword flew out again, landing beside Ye Chen.

Seeing the ancient sword trying to rise again, Chen Zhixing squinted his eyes.

Boom——!!!

Horrifying mental telekinesis instantly burst out, transforming into a golden little hammer that slammed forcefully onto the sword.

In a flash, the ancient sword let out a mournful cry and couldn’t move an inch.

"Three."

Chen Zhixing looked down at Ye Chen, coldly uttering a number.

In an instant, Ye Chen, trembling on the ground, dared not hesitate any longer.

"Qing’er, I’m sorry, I know you’ve done a lot for me, but... but I want to live!"

"Don’t blame me."

Ye Chen quickly said to the ancient sword, then looked up at Chen Zhixing, forcing a smile on his face:

"Third Young Master, I’ll talk! I’ll talk now!"

"Oh?"

Chen Zhixing raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, a hint of a smile—half mocking, half accepting—slowly appeared on his handsome face.

Ye Chen was even more cowardly than he expected.

"A real man knows when to yield and when to stand firm. You’ve done well." Chen Zhixing said with a smile, making it unclear whether he was praising or mocking.

"The Third Young Master is right, it’s just a tool. How could it be worth sacrificing my life?"

Ye Chen quickly responded with flattery, strangely feeling more relaxed after making his decision.

Indeed.

He’s still so young, and he received the Ancient Sword God’s legacy in that ruin, destined for a limitless future, soaring to the heavens!

Why sacrifice his life here for a mere sword?

"Ye Chen..."

The ancient sword watched Ye Chen with a full-smile face, a feeling of bitterness welled up in its heart.

It turned out that the one she protected with her life, only considered her a tool?

In the next moment.

Ye Chen picked up the Divine Sword Qing Zhi, dragging himself to Chen Zhixing’s feet, raising both hands to offer the sword with a smile:

"Third Young Master, you only need to go to that ruin and obtain the Ancient Sword God’s legacy, then you can completely control this sword and use it fully to your advantage!"

"Third Young Master, what you promised me before, it still stands, right?"

Chen Zhixing reached out and grabbed the Divine Sword Qing Zhi, releasing a wave of mental telekinesis to suppress the struggling Cyan Pheasant Divine Sword.

Then, Chen Zhixing looked at Ye Chen, smiling: "It stands, of course it stands. I appreciate someone who understands the times, you will surely succeed in the future."

"Tell me, where is that ruin."

"Okay, okay, I’ll tell you now."

Ye Chen quickly responded: "East Profound Domain, Youzhou, beneath the cliff of Celestial River Mountain!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhixing stretched his large hand to grab Ye Chen’s head, his face darkened: "You think you can deceive me just by giving a fake address?"

"Forget it, I’ve given you a chance, but you’re useless. You should just die!"

A frosty killing intent boiled from Chen Zhixing’s eyes.

Ye Chen stood dumbstruck, then suddenly panicked: "Third Young Master, I told you the truth, I’m not lying!"

His voice even carried a trace of sobbing.

"I know, I’m just playing a small joke with you."

Chen Zhixing, originally with a darkened face, almost instantly transformed into a friendly smile.

"Surely you don’t mind this joke?"

Ye Chen’s face was pale, sweat beaded his forehead as he was on the verge of collapse. Yet he forced a smile: "I don’t mind, the Third Young Master is quite humorous."

"Haha, I also think I’m very humorous."

Chen Zhixing reached out and tousled Ye Chen’s hair, smiling: "Stay here, I’ll have someone heal you and set you free."

"Thank you, Third Young Master, thank you!!"

Ye Chen felt immensely relieved and joyful.

Chen Zhixing gave him one last smile, then walked out of the rocky prison with the Cyan Pheasant Divine Sword.

After Chen Zhixing left.

The smile that was plastered on Ye Chen’s face instantly turned sinister.

He looked at his limp physical body, then at Chen Zhixing’s disappearing figure with the sword, and pure hatred surged in his eyes.

"Ziwei Chen Family!!!"

He almost spat out these four words from his throat.

Today’s humiliation, Ye Chen would remember!

Once he escaped today, he would repay this debt a hundredfold one day!

"You like playing games, don’t you? Very well, then I will play a game with the lives of the whole Chen Family!" Ye Chen clenched his fists, his eyes full of malicious determination.

With the Sword God’s legacy, and his strong sword Dao talent.

He was confident that one day, he would avenge today’s wrong!

Then, this Third Young Master would surely regret letting him go!

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Outside the rocky prison.

The midday sun was particularly dazzling.

Xuu Dalong had been waiting respectfully for a while.

He didn’t look around, avoiding any glance toward the rocky prison.

"Third Young Master, how should I deal with that person?" He asked respectfully with his head bowed.

Chen Zhixing stretched slightly, casually saying, "Chop off Ye Chen’s head and throw it to the dog market."

"Yes!"

Xuu Dalong felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly proceeded into the rocky prison with a knife.

The prison was soon filled with various screams and curses.

Moments later, the sounds ceased.

Xuu Dalong emerged from the prison drenched in blood, holding something wrapped in burlap.

"Third Young Master, it’s done."

Xuu Dalong approached Chen Zhixing, showing him the contents wrapped in burlap.

Chen Zhixing nodded slightly, his powerful mental telekinesis sweeping thoroughly to ensure everything was in order.

"Later, go to the paper studio, have them make ten beautiful paper maidens, and randomly pick a piece of paper and write ’Divine Travel’ on a shabby knife, then burn them together for him."

"I’m always one to keep my promises."

Saying this.

Chen Zhixing took the sword and left.

After leaving the Black Dragon Gang courtyard, Chen Zhixing turned into an isolated alley.

Meanwhile.

An icy reminder suddenly echoed in Chen Zhixing’s mind.

"You’ve killed one of the Celestial Chosen Protagonists, seizing part of their fortune and talents!"

"Ding! Your initial fortune value is 7%, increased by 30%! Total fortune value: 37%!"

"You’ve received the title: [Celestial Official’s Blessing]"

"Ding! You’ve obtained high-level Sword Dao talent!"

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