System crash? I prove it with my control panel!

I chatted with Uncle Wang for a while.

He said no more, only that he had not yet embarked on cultivation, and knowing too much would only cause him trouble. Once he arrived at Qingming Mountain, he would naturally know what he needed to know.

Chen Wen did not press the matter further.

He discovered that Wang Bo had changed ever since he told him about the memories that had suddenly appeared in his mind.

No, to be precise, they're not performing anymore.

It seemed to him that everything was already set in stone.

He no longer needed to hide his emotions as he had before.

Chen Wen did not meet him and could not see his expression, but he imagined it was a different person.

Moreover, his demeanor during their conversation was not as kind and amiable as before; instead, it was more sharp and ruthless.

...

The scenery outside is beautiful, but after seeing it too many times, it becomes just so-so.

The carriage only stops for three or four hours each day to feed the scaly horses and cool them down.

The rest of the time was spent traveling.

The journey is halfway through.

Along the way.

Occasionally, a flash of sword light would appear in the sky. Whenever this happened, Steward Wang would slow down and look nervously at the sky.

Giant beasts roared in the mountains, and Steward Wang would occasionally disappear, only to return a short while later, carrying an aura of menace.

They would occasionally pass through several mortal kingdoms, and there would even be those who were not afraid of death who wanted to seek immortality, only to be casually swatted to ashes by Steward Wang.

Chen Wen noticed that Steward Wang seemed to be practicing fire-attribute techniques.

Along the way, they occasionally encountered the territories of some families or sects. Whenever this happened, Steward Wang would detour around them from a distance.

He said that in the cultivation world, if you encounter such a person, you must go around them and never fly over them, as it is easy to be seen as a provocation and they can be swatted down with a powerful handprint as easily as swatting a mosquito, except for those with powerful backgrounds.

In the end, the Chen family is just a Foundation Establishment family.

In this region, anyone who can establish a power is at least a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the Purple Mansion level.

Especially as they get closer to the Azure Nether Sect, it's true that if you throw a brick at someone, you could hit a bunch of Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Chen Wen was playing blindfolded hide-and-seek with a maid. The maid was blindfolded and trying to catch him, while he climbed onto the roof beam of the carriage and teased her:

"Qing'er, I'm right behind you~"

"Wrong, it's on the left..."

"Young Master, are you cheating again...?"

"Of course not, come and catch me! If you catch me, that tael of gold is yours..."

......

It's not that he's playful or childish.

The carriage was divided into three sections; he was in the middle, followed by maids and their goods, while the Wang family lived in the front section.

His every move was under Uncle Wang's watchful eye, and he had no choice but to do so in order to maintain his persona as a child.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Chen Wen was caught off guard and almost fell off the roof.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and managed to grab onto the beam.

"Young Master Wen, are you alright?"

Uncle Wang's voice rang out.

Chen Wen shouted, "It's alright!"

He jumped down, still shaken, and helped up the fallen maid, Qing'er.

He then walked out of the carriage and asked, "Uncle Wang, what happened?"

"There are cultivators fighting ahead. To avoid conflict, I am preparing to take a detour."

Uncle Wang frowned as he looked at the sky ahead.

As soon as Chen Wen emerged, he saw two streaks of light colliding and separating violently in the sky, only to collide again...

"So this is the battle of cultivators..."

Chen Wen glanced at it a few times, then looked away.

He thought to himself, "This is fucking too rough!"

The two were simply competing to see who could kill the other first, while simultaneously stacking shields on themselves.

As Uncle Wang steered the carriage around, he said, "This just shows that these two are evenly matched in strength and have already used all their methods. Their spiritual energy is insufficient, so they are now fighting desperately."

He shook his head and sighed, then turned to Chen Wen and gave him some instructions:

"Young Master Wen, you must remember this after you begin your cultivation: never be like those peasants who would fight to the death for a little bit of profit or resources."

"Although our Yongchen branch family is poor, we still have no problem providing you with the resources to support your spiritual practice."

"If you truly cannot avoid it, then seek help from your family. In the storage bag I gave you, there are several protective magical artifacts, as well as some healing pills..."

"Most importantly, you must not lose your identity jade token. It contains the power of a single strike from my Chen family's Foundation Establishment ancestor, and it could save your life in a critical moment!"

"Uncle Wang, I've got it!"

Chen Wen nodded solemnly.

He might not care about other things, but he still attaches great importance to these life-saving items.

He currently carries more than a dozen jade pendants that can activate a shield at any time.

These were all gifts from his family, but he didn't dare put any of them into his storage bag; he carried them all with him close to his body.

With his current defensive capabilities, even if he stood still and let someone kill him, it would take him half a day to finish the job.

Seeing that he had indeed remembered it, Uncle Wang smiled with satisfaction, and then said, "Young Master Wen, please go inside quickly, let's continue on our way."

However, just as Chen Wen was about to agree to go in...

Suddenly, a figure dressed in a purple Taoist robe crashed to the ground with a "bang" not far in front of their carriage, kicking up a cloud of dust.

There was no movement for a while, so it must be a bit dead.

Chen Wen looked up to search for the other streak of light, but found nothing.

Looking down, he saw that Wang Bo had left the carriage at some point and was standing to the side with his head bowed. In front of him, a young man's figure was floating.

Uncle Wang cautiously began, "May I ask which fellow Daoist you are? I am a servant of the Chen family of Guide, escorting the young master of the family to the Qingming Sect for cultivation. I was just passing by and had no intention of offending you."

"What 'Eight Virtues of Guide'? Never heard of it. Since we're here, it must be fate, so let's stay together!"

The young man snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and threw a punch at Steward Wang.

A burst of energy erupted from his fist, heading straight for Steward Wang.

Manager Wang's face instantly turned extremely ugly. He hurriedly dodged away and shouted:

"Sir, please do not make a move. My Guide Chen family has two Foundation Establishment ancestors. If you attack me, I will die without hesitation. However, I have a mark on my body left by my master. Wouldn't that just cause you unnecessary trouble? I will pretend I was never here, and we will part ways. How about that?"

"So what? He's just an old servant from a Foundation Establishment family. What's the big deal if I kill him?"

"Let's see if your master's family has the guts to come looking for me, He Yuzhu!"

After saying that, he raised his right hand, and a streak of blue light shot out, full of murderous intent, heading straight for Steward Wang's throat.

Seeing this, Steward Wang stopped hiding. The humility on his face disappeared, and he sighed.

"Why bother? A mere eighth-level Qi Refining cultivator has fought his way this far; he must have very little spiritual energy left!"

"Today, I will teach you a lesson: know that there are always people more capable than you, and mountains beyond mountains!"

The next moment, his figure suddenly grew taller, transforming into a muscular giant, displaying his Qi Refining Level 9 cultivation. Then, he clasped his hands together, trapping the streak of lightning between them.

Upon seeing this, the young man's face became more serious.

"Old man, you've been hiding it well. You actually still have the cultivation of the ninth level of Qi Refining. But haven't I also been hiding the first level?!"

After saying that, his aura suddenly appeared, revealing that he was also at the ninth level of Qi Refining!

Chen Wen felt as if he were a fallen leaf in a vast ocean, about to be destroyed at any moment.

Blood had even begun to seep from the mouth and nose.

Chen Wen was shocked to find that he couldn't even withstand the aura released by the other party.

Just as Chen Wen was about to give up, he suddenly felt a warmth in his chest. It was his protective jade pendant that had activated a shield.

Chen Wen thus escaped a terrible fate.

Manager Wang, sensing the pure and powerful magic power opposite him, suddenly withdrew, his old face filled with horror. He exclaimed, "Your magic power is at the upper third rank! You...you are a disciple of the Azure Nether Sect!"

"Oh? Old man, I thought you were blind. Turns out you have some knowledge. Today I'll teach you a lesson: there are always people more capable than you!"

"Prepare to die!"

He Yuzhu sneered, then raised his hand and waved, sending out a streak of azure flying sword.

Manager Wang muttered a bitter sigh to himself.

Today I'm afraid I'll have to fight tooth and nail, but how long can my old bones hold out?

If it were during their heyday...

He gritted his teeth and unleashed a burst of spiritual energy, causing the scaled horse to feel a sharp pain in its rump and quickly gallop forward.

Chen Wen heard Uncle Wang's voice in his ear: "Young Master Wen, please don't get out of the carriage. The horse will take you to a safe place. I'll come back to find you after I've gotten rid of this brat!"

After he finished speaking, his voice slowly faded away.

Chen Wen lay down and looked back, only to see bursts of explosions and shouts of abuse coming from behind him.

Chen Wen was only concerned about whether the guy named He Yuzhu had caught up.

As for Lao Wang...

Chen Wen prayed, "Old Wang, you must stop that thief. Go in peace. I will burn incense money for you during festivals..."

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than a soft sneer came from behind him:

"Ha, you little brat are quite interesting. You're so young, yet you've already mastered all the cold-blooded and selfish virtues of those aristocratic families!"

"who!"

Chen Wen was startled and instinctively turned around to look.

A woman dressed in a tattered purple robe was seen sitting cross-legged on her bed.

Her face was like solidified cream, her skin like white jade, and her phoenix eyes held a hint of allure. Even though she was dressed in tattered clothes and her hair was disheveled, her beauty could not be concealed.

This... must be the figure that was just shot down...

Bitter!

Having just escaped one tiger's den, they've fallen into another...

As he was pondering this, Chen Wen suddenly felt a stinging pain in his eyes.

She was warning herself!

He realized what was happening and quickly bowed, saying, "I am Chen Jingwen, a twenty-second-generation disciple of the Chen family of Guide. May I ask how you should address me, fairy?"

"Guide? Never heard of it!"

The woman paid no heed to etiquette, leaned back on the couch, popped a grape into her mouth, and chewed as she said:

"Kid, your old servant is dying, aren't you even a little sad?"

"Your Excellency, I am heartbroken. I was simply caught off guard by this unexpected turn of events and am still reeling from the shock..."

Chen Wen didn't dare to raise his head. Who knew if this woman was a member of the demonic path? Her seductive charm was so alluring that even he, a child, found it hard to resist. She was probably from the legendary Joyful Union Sect...

If the other party asks me to help her recover from her injuries, should I agree... or be forced to agree...?

"Tch~ You brat, you never tell the truth. I wonder how your parents raised you... Yes, isn't that how aristocratic families teach their children!"

As the woman was speaking, her eyes suddenly dimmed, and she sighed softly.

Chen Wen was extremely nervous and could only wait for her to speak, not daring to move.

In his heart, however, he cursed the woman vehemently. "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; if you're so capable, don't underestimate a young man's potential!"

Of course, Chen Wen also prepared phrases such as "Don't underestimate the poor in the middle age or the old age" and "Respect the dead."

Custom-made specifically for myself.

Although he knew that with his unparalleled talent he would be able to beat the woman to a pulp thirty years from now, he had already made some plans.

After all, there's an old thing in his head waiting for him to improve his cultivation.

Until this problem is resolved, Chen Wenxiu dares not improve too quickly.

As if she had lost interest, she raised her eyes and said, "Come and sit down. This is your car, don't be shy!"

"Yes, thank you for the seat, Fairy!"

Chen Wen bowed respectfully and carefully walked in.

It felt as if tigers and leopards were ahead, so I was prepared to retreat at any moment.

The woman glanced sideways and snorted coldly, "Don't worry, I, Qin Shuiru, wouldn't kill a brat who hasn't even grown his first beard!"

"Thank you so much, Fairy Qin, for sparing my life!"

Chen Wen quickly bowed and thanked her, afraid that she might change her mind.

I breathed a sigh of relief. We were about to die again, brothers!

Next, Chen Wen was instructed to drag the maid to the back room, which Qin Shuiru found in the way.

After that, she had Chen Wen serve her while she took out a pill, put it into her lips, and closed her eyes to regulate her breathing.

a long time.

After confirming that Qin Shuiru had no intention of killing him, Chen Wen relaxed considerably.

But now he realizes there's another problem.

The scaly horse is now running blindly, driven by nothing.

He knew nothing about the location of the Qingming Sect.

Helpless, Chen Wen looked at Qin Shuiru, who was healing her injuries.

"Fairy Qin? Fairy Qin?"

Qin Shuiru slowly opened her eyes, still exuding allure, but the words that came out of her mouth were full of murderous intent:

"Give me a reason to disturb me within three breaths, or die!"

Chen Wen quickly and carefully explained, "Fairy Qin, please calm down. But... could you please trouble yourself to guide the Scaled Horse to the Azure Nether Sect?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Shuiru, who was initially annoyed at being interrupted, raised an eyebrow, looked Chen Wen up and down, and became interested.

"I didn't expect you to have a spiritual root, brat. What kind of aptitude do you have?"

"I possess a mid-grade wood spirit root!"

Chen Wenyi puffed out his chest and said proudly.

"Pfft—"

Qin Shuiru couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Chen Wen's face immediately flushed red and wrinkled:

"What are you laughing at? My talent is among the best in my family; the main family is even vying to adopt me!"

"My resolve to pursue the Dao is unwavering; I only wish to join the Qingming Sect!"

"Hehehehe~"

These words made Qin Shuiru laugh again.

Chen Wen turned his head away and said nothing more.

Qin Shuiru slowly wiped the smile off her face. She found this little guy quite interesting, just... interestingly ignorant!

She parted her red lips slightly: "You think you have great potential?"

"Of course!"

Chen Wen raised his head again.

"Come here, let me take a look."

As Qin Shuiru spoke, she placed her slender finger on Chen Wen's brow.

Chen Wen felt a chill between his brows, and the next moment a domineering force rushed into his body, thoroughly examining his body.

Chen Wen asked, trembling, "How...how is it?"

"It really is..."

"Really good?!"

"Really mediocre!"

Qin Shuiru shook her head and chuckled.

"You're so confident, I thought you had some special constitution, but it seems I was overthinking it, haha~"

Chen Wen snorted in embarrassment and annoyance, "So what? I have a mid-grade spiritual root, enough to join the Azure Nether Sect!"

Qin Shuiru burst out laughing: "Hahahaha, does the Qingming Sect allow just any Tom, Dick, or Harry to enter?!"

Chen Wen was taken aback upon hearing this: "But this certificate..."

"idiot!"

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