Free Web NovelChapter 1974: Chapter 1963: Mysterious Talent
Since he said he wouldn’t accept another disciple, he wouldn’t accept another one. No matter how talented the disciple is, he won’t accept them.
The root of such a crazy act in the deep night is mostly the mysterious talent of Shui Ruan Shu.
For a moment, Shao Qingxue, who had just sympathized with Shu Dasha, suddenly became jealous.
Song Yichen, for the sake of my disciple, I don’t want to embarrass you! While I’m in a good mood, take your people and leave!"
"Otherwise, even if your brother comes, I won’t hesitate to teach you a lesson in front of him!"
After laughing, I suddenly changed my tone.
At the beginning of the night, the morning’s attitude suddenly changed, making Sang Yichen unable to adapt.
He just wanted to explain again, but the elder with long eyebrows glared at him fiercely.
Seeing the elder’s expression, Sang Yichen finally gave up on his explanation.
I saw him wave his hand, turn around, finally glare at Ao Cangsheng, and then leave Zhan Tianfu dejectedly.
From Sang Yichen to Yu Xu, Ao Cangsheng’s scarlet eyes never left Sang Yichen.
Since he swore to kill Sang Yichen, he would do so no matter what.
Even if Sang Yichen is from Yu Xu Sect, even if Yu Xu Sect is one of the Nine Heavens, it can’t shake Ao Cangsheng’s determination to kill.
Zhan Fengyang and Mo Fengxue’s deaths were because of the pride he had in Cangsheng. Such benevolence is unrewarded.
Therefore, Ao Cangsheng not only developed Zhan Tianfu but also avenged the elder.
"Don’t look, with your current power, you can’t kill Sang Yichen at all!"
Just as Ao Cangsheng was in a daze, he coldly said this.
"If you can’t kill now, it doesn’t mean you can’t ever kill!" As long as I still have Qi, Sang Yichen will die!"
Ao Cangsheng’s gaze was firm and his tone unwavering.
"And then? You and your lover, along with all your relatives and friends, begin to be hunted by Yu Xu Sect, until the end of the world, until everyone dies?"
At the start of the night, the morning let out a cold laugh as if mocking.
"Do you have friends?"
Deep in the night and morning, hearing this, Ao Kangsheng suddenly asked.
"Yes, what’s the matter?"
Deep in the night and morning, asked curiously.
"Do you have confidants, elder?"
In the morning, Ao Kangsheng didn’t answer and asked again.
Late at night, I lifted my head as if recalling long-buried memories. I only saw his expectant eyes gaze at the void for a long time, finally sighing slowly: "Yes!"
"Is it a benefactor?"
Ao Cangsheng spoke for the third time, somewhat bluntly.
At the start of the night, I nodded, "Yes!"
Ao Kangsheng said, "If your friends, confidants, and benefactors were all killed, would you avenge them?"
"Of course!"
At the start of the night, I felt cold as if truly facing this situation, my tone very determined.
"If the person who killed them is too strong and you aren’t their opponent at all, would you still avenge them?"
Ao Cangsheng’s eyes were solemn, quietly gazing at the morning as the night began.
"Yes! As long as I’m alive, I will avenge them in this lifetime."
"Ten years aren’t enough, then fifty years. If I can’t do it in fifty years, then a hundred years, until I can kill my enemy!"
At the start of the night and morning, their eyes sharply focused on the empty path.
"If you can do it, why can’t I?"
Ao Cangsheng coldly laughed, the smile tinged with mockery.
"Good child, how dare you use my words to challenge my squad!"
After a moment of stupor, it was already deep into the night.
When this remark came out, not only did Ao Kangsheng show a surprised expression, but even people like Shui Roushu couldn’t help but stare with beautiful eyes.
As I know, last year Sang Yuhong had completed the second level of Zhenlong. With his talent, he should be breaking through the third level by now!"
"Even if you look across the entire Hongtian Ancient Country, a truly powerful Dragon Country in thirty years would have no more than ten people!"
Speaking of Sang Yuhong, even in the early morning, there was a sense of appreciation in his eyes.
It’s inconceivable. Someone as talented as Sang Yuhong, as long as he is human, should be overwhelmed by his talents.
Ao Kangsheng’s eyes seemed dazed. Even if he’s a genius and extraordinary, even if he’s called a monster, it’s not too bad.
But when he heard Sang Yuhong’s story, his heart still stirred.
At thirty, ranked first in the Heavenly Pride list, how strong is his combat capability?
"The reason Sang Yichen can be so arrogant is not because of his family, but because many people dare not teach him a lesson for Sang Yuhong!"
"If you kill Sang Yichen, perhaps Yu Xu Sect won’t kill you, but Sang Yuhong will certainly kill you!"
To prevent Ao Kangsheng from doing something foolish, at the start of the night, almost all interests were told to Ao Kangsheng.
"I understand. Thank you for reminding me!"
Ao Cangsheng nodded solemnly, immediately bowing deeply to the night and morning.
"You understand best!"
At the start of the night and morning, he nodded happily. He felt as long as this boy could open his heart, even saying more would be worthwhile.
After all, this child is his disciple’s beloved. If something happens to him, his disciple would certainly be saddened.
Then, as the master, should he, as the intermediary, help the child or not? It’s somewhat of a dilemma.
At the very least, he couldn’t stand idly by watching Ao Cangsheng seek death until the water becomes gentle and pleasing, bearing fruit.
"Alright, I’ve said what I can say. The rest you can think about yourself!"
At the start of the night, I finished the last sentence, raising my hand to gently brush Shui Roushu’s soft and pleasing hair. "Miss Shui, let’s go back to the Vatican Temple with me!"
"Return to the Vatican?"
Shui Ruan Shu suddenly looked up, somewhat surprised, staring at the journey of the morning.
At night’s start, I opened my eyes, curiously saying: "Since you’ve already worshipped under my sect, naturally you’ll return to the Vatican Temple with me for cultivation. Is there a problem?"
Shui Roushu suddenly said with an aggrieved expression: "Master, I’ll leave in two days!"
While speaking, the water was soft, unwillingly gazing at Ao Cangsheng.
Ever since her grandfather passed away, she had been following Ao Kangsheng through storms.
For a long time, she was accustomed to Ao Cangsheng’s companionship.
Now, at the start of the night, she suddenly wants to return to the Vatican Palace, and it’s quite difficult for soft water to accept.
At night’s start, seeing Shui Roushu’s grievance, he softly said: "Alright, I’ll stay here for another three days."
Upon hearing this, Shui Roushu immediately smiled and said: "Thank you, Master."
Later, at the start of the night and morning, they stayed in Zhan Tianfu.
On the other hand, Ao Cangsheng summoned all of Zantian Prefecture’s people for a grand funeral for Zhan Fengyang and Mo Fengxue.
After the funeral ended, Ao Cangsheng gathered a group of elders from Zhan Tianfu to elect a new Daxiu for Zhan Tianfu.
As long as the wind of battle blows, there would be no Daxiu.
Even though Zhan Fengyang had gone missing earlier, under the leadership of the three deputy ministers, Zhan Tianfu still existed.
But this was merely a temporary measure, not a long-term solution.
Now that the old leader is gone. Only by choosing a new one can we oppose the Heavenly Mansion once again.
Once this proposal was made, a group of elders from Zhan Tianfu began to seriously discuss it.
Ultimately, everyone unanimously agreed that Ao Cangsheng is most suitable for the chair of Zhan Tianfu.
The reason these elders chose Ao Cangsheng was because Ao Cangsheng’s talent in printing was so high, even during the height of war, it was completely unmatched.
