Chapter 63: The Arrival of the Princess

Chen Changsheng smiled faintly. “Thank you for your concern, but I do have a trump card. Your demonic father cannot harm me; he has already been reduced to ashes.” Of course, the trump card Chen Changsheng referred to was the Blood Demon Patriarch.

Reduced to ashes, just like that?

A collective gasp swept through the crowd as they mistakenly assumed Chen Changsheng had done it himself. The terror was palpable—indeed, he was terrifying! Young Master Chen truly had everything under control at the celebration, and now even the Prince of the Southern Region had been obliterated by him.

Their eyes fell upon the massive stone sword beneath Chen Changsheng’s foot, which he was preparing to carve. Their hearts thudded wildly. This was the Spring and Autumn Sacred Nation’s greatest treasure, the Heaven-Slaying Sword Array, which had previously slaughtered countless top experts from all the major powers, leaving nothing but blood mist.

Now, Chen Changsheng was about to carve it.

The world of true masters was simply too mad to comprehend! Their hearts could hardly bear it.

“By the way, Princess, earlier you said it couldn’t be used. Were you referring to the giant stone sword, that it shouldn’t be carved?” Chen Changsheng asked. “I was just about to turn it into a pair of stone lions to place in front of the house.”

“What? Young Master Chen, you… you want to carve this giant stone sword into a pair of stone lions?” Everyone cried out in astonishment.

Indeed, the world of masters was madness incarnate.

“Princess, why can’t my father carve this giant stone sword?” Chen Die’er asked Bing Muer. “It’s so ugly; wouldn’t it be much better as a pair of stone lions? My father’s craftsmanship is quite good, you know.”

Bing Muer coughed twice, struggling to compose herself before replying, “Young Master Chen, this giant stone sword is actually a Heaven-Slaying Sword Array. It’s the Spring and Autumn Empire’s greatest national treasure.”

What?

This was the Spring and Autumn Sacred Nation’s greatest treasure?!

Father and daughter were both stunned, staring wide-eyed at each other. Then, suspicion filled their hearts as they scrutinized the stone sword. Could such an ugly sword truly be the nation’s treasure?

It didn’t seem possible!

Had the Spring and Autumn Sacred Nation fallen so low, using this piece of junk as their greatest treasure?

…

Outside the gates of Qingshui Town.

Two striking figures descended swiftly from the sky.

One was dressed in the garb of a sect disciple, spirited and valiant. The other wore a phoenix coronet and golden robes, radiating noble elegance. Clearly, these were Nalan Ruoshui and Donggong Qianxue.

After landing, the two hurried into Qingshui Town.

Donggong Qianxue, who had always lived in the imperial court, felt a little lost amidst the bustling crowd.

“Princess, let me handle this,” Nalan Ruoshui said, approaching a woman selling vegetables. “Ma’am, may I ask for directions? We’ve heard that Young Master Chen lives in this town and we’d like to visit him. How can we find him?”

“Oh, you two young ladies are so lovely! Judging by your attire, you must be daughters of wealthy families. Is Young Master Chen about to have a stroke of luck?” The vegetable vendor chatted warmly, smiling. “Young Master Chen lives here with his daughter, but he’s quite young himself, and very handsome. Most importantly, he’s a good person—he often comes down the mountain to help us with chores and never asks for payment. And his daughter Die’er is such a sweet child, very lovable.”

Ma’am, you’re seriously mistaken!

Nalan Ruoshui and Donggong Qianxue exchanged embarrassed glances, their cheeks flushed red.

“Haha, don’t be shy, girls. I’m not exaggerating. When you meet Young Master Chen, you’ll see for yourselves,” the vendor laughed. “There have been quite a few visitors today. Earlier, a man came to see him, and now you two lovely young ladies are here.”

At these words, Nalan Ruoshui and Donggong Qianxue trembled. They immediately thought of Bing Changtian.

“Ma’am, could you please show us the way? We have urgent business with Young Master Chen,” Nalan Ruoshui said anxiously.

“Dog Egg, these two young ladies want to visit Young Master Chen. Take them up the mountain,” the vendor called out.

Soon, a boy named Dog Egg trotted over and led Nalan Ruoshui and Donggong Qianxue away.

“They really are in a hurry,” the vendor observed with a smile. “Still, finding a husband like Young Master Chen is a blessing indeed.”

The words made Nalan Ruoshui and Donggong Qianxue nearly stumble and fall.

Before long, Dog Egg brought them to the base of the mountain where Chen Changsheng lived. He pointed up the slope. “Sisters, Brother Chen lives up there. Go on up.”

“Thank you, Dog Egg!” Donggong Qianxue ruffled the boy’s hair.

“Sister, my mother wasn’t lying. Brother Chen is a very good person, and Die’er too. You’ll see when you meet them.”

Once again, Nalan Ruoshui and Donggong Qianxue blushed.

Was Young Master Chen someone they could even dream of?

“Thank you, Dog Egg. You can go back now,” Nalan Ruoshui said, cheeks flushed.

“Let’s go!” The two hurried up the mountain.

Their hearts raced with complicated emotions. They were about to meet a sage who lived apart from the world—how could their feelings not be turbulent? The key concern was that Bing Changtian had already gone up the mountain with the Heaven-Slaying Sword Array; they had no idea what the situation was up there.

Had Young Master Chen been slain by Bing Changtian and the sword array?

“So much spiritual energy—how rich it is!” Everyone who approached the home of Chen Changsheng and his daughter was astonished by the dense spiritual aura, instinctively taking deep breaths.

The two women hurried onward.

At last, they saw: in front of a wooden cabin, a crowd had gathered.

“Thank goodness, everyone’s safe. Bing Changtian didn’t succeed,” they both thought in relief.

Their eyes then simultaneously landed on the handsome, youthful man at the center.

He was… Young Master Chen?

Their hearts trembled violently.

Heavens, they had actually seen the legendary Young Master Chen with their own eyes!

This was a sage above the mortal world. During the incident at the Demon Emperor’s tomb, the young princess had sealed the Demon Emperor with a single painting he had created.

Now, they were finally standing before the legendary Young Master Chen—and he was so young.

“Oh, Sister Nalan, you’re here too?” Bing Muer greeted Nalan Ruoshui.

Everyone there knew Nalan Ruoshui. She had once asked Bing Muer to bring her to visit Chen Changsheng, but Bing Muer had refused. Who would have thought she would come on her own, with an exceptionally beautiful and noble young woman in tow.