Da Feng: From copying golden entries to becoming an immortal in the mortal world

The northern border, Chuzhou City.

"Young benefactor, after suppressing the two northern demon and barbarian tribes, you will surely be a sensation when you return to the capital."

Shenshu: "However, in my opinion, this is not your style of doing things."

"Whether it was the destruction of the second-rank sorcerer's physical body in Qianlong City or the killing of the Zhenbei King in Chuzhou City... you have not yet publicly displayed your strength."

"Your victory over the enemy at Beiguan is known to everyone in Chuzhou City. Could it be related to your cultivation of the Invincible Realm?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Chen simply smiled faintly and looked towards the direction of the capital.

"There is a connection; if you want to comprehend martial intent, you must practice in this direction."

"I used to be cautious and prudent because I did not contend, and no one in the world could contend with me."

"But there's nothing I can do now. I've already reached a certain level, so even if I don't compete, I'm still competing. Therefore, I'll just let things take their course."

"Besides, I just want someone to guess whether the sword of the Great Feng Emperor will fall on him."

Shen Shu could clearly sense that the air around Luo Chen was gradually becoming sharper.

He resided within Luo Chen's body and could not directly perceive the power of this sharp edge.

However, he knew that if an ordinary person passed by Luo Chen, the air would become so sharp that they would be unable to breathe normally.

Even if I force myself to take a breath, it feels like swallowing a razor blade, and it's simply unbearable.

Now, Shen Shu had no choice but to re-evaluate Luo Chen.

Although in his eyes, Luo Chen was like a junior, and he took care of him intentionally or unintentionally.

But he almost forgot that Luo Chen was still just a young man who had not yet come of age.

It is only natural that she can exude such brilliance; she is a symbol of this age.

Shen Shu couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.

Yes, the invincible master below the second rank is actually just a young man who hasn't even come of age yet.

Anyone of that age would surely be someone who looks down on the world and is fearless.

It's far too late for Luo Chen to show his talent now; he should have done so much earlier!

Shen Shu believed that a martial artist is simply a pure martial artist, and it is best to focus on cultivating one skill!

When faced with something you can't accept based on your beliefs, use your clenched fist to punch your way through.

Luo Chen suffered from studying Confucianism and Taoism, which is why he doesn't resemble a pure martial artist at all.

"Congratulations, young benefactor, on your newfound understanding. May I ask what meaning you have grasped?"

Luo Chen: "Master, you flatter me. This idea is called contention."

"My target's strength is greater than mine, and the desire to compete will boost my morale, making me match my target's strength."

"If the target's strength is inferior to mine, I will restrain all my momentum and reduce my presence."

Upon hearing this, Shen Shu immediately understood the merits and demerits of the argument.

"This is a perfect mood for an assassin, killing targets of lower levels is almost impossible to defend against."

"Even if the target conceals their cultivation level, they can suddenly surge with momentum at the crucial moment and quickly retreat."

While Luo Chen was talking with Shen Shu, he soon arrived at the north gate of Chuzhou City alone on his white horse.

The leisurely posture of a man and his horse, accompanied by the sandstorm unique to the North.

The people on the city wall breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, but their eyes also showed a hint of shock.

Luo Chen single-handedly confronted the northern demon-barbarian coalition and returned safely.

Luo Chen single-handedly confronted the combined forces of the northern demons and barbarians, and successfully repelled them.

Seeing this, Zheng Xinghuai was overjoyed and thanked the heavens:

"The Great Feng lost the Prince of Huai, but was blessed with Luo Chen!"

"Chuzhou City has been saved, and the people of the northern border will no longer be ravaged by war!"

The several high-ranking officials who had come from the capital, as well as the Princess of Zhenbei who had been safely escorted to Chuzhou City, all watched Luo Chen quietly.

Even Yang Yan, whose face was usually expressionless, couldn't help but force a proud smile:

"To tell you the truth... eight months ago, I was in charge of helping Brother Luo Chen open the Heavenly Gate."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Luzhong and Zhang Kaitai scoffed, "Who doesn't know that Brother Luo Chen opened the Heavenly Gate himself back then?"

"That matter would have been the same whether Yang Yan was there or not."

"Opening the Heavenly Gate yourself and having you, Yang Yan, assist in opening the Heavenly Gate are two different things."

"Stop trying to glorify yourself."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yang remained silent.

The young man who once crushed his hopes of becoming a third-rank official in the Pingyuan Marquis's mansion has now become invincible.

For some reason, he felt no resentment or jealousy whatsoever.

All he had was the wisdom to immediately back down.