dmims Chapter 47 Taking Away the Chosen One
Chapter 47 Taking Away the Chosen One
In the corner, several servants were at a loss for words to describe their expressions.
At first, it was thought that Chen Yuan might have lost his mind.
As a result, he casually killed Extinction.
That would mean extinction!
The leader of the Emei Sect, one of the six major sects!
He killed him so casually?
What happened next confused them even more. Was this still the Chen Yuan they knew?
Could it be that they've changed the person in charge?
On the field, Abbess Jingxuan's eyes were bloodshot with rage.
Several times she wanted to draw her sword and swing it at the thief.
But she dared not.
This was because all the female disciples of the Emei Sect were standing behind him.
If they were to actually draw their swords, the Emei Sect would likely be wiped out today.
In the end, she just glared at Chen Yuan resentfully, walked past him, and headed towards the mountain gate.
"Walk!"
......
The Wudang heroes standing by were all dumbfounded. What exactly was this guy trying to do?
After watching them leave, Chen Yuan heard a system notification.
[The host has rewritten the fates of Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu, successfully obtaining 200 Life Sources]
He then remembered that there were still things he hadn't done.
Seeing him walking this way, Zhang Sanfeng said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"Young man, what exactly do you intend to do?"
Chen Yuan ignored the conversation and instead focused his gaze on Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu.
"So, Zhang Wuxia and his wife don't want to commit suicide anymore, do they?"
With a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, Zhang Cuishan struggled to his feet, and Yin Susu quickly helped him up.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Cuishan bowed deeply to Chen Yuan.
"Young Master Chen, you saved my life today and protected my wife and children."
"This kindness is as heavy as a mountain, and Zhang Cuishan will remember it forever. If there is an opportunity in the future, he will definitely do something for the young hero that does not violate the code of chivalry to repay the kindness."
Even though Chen Yuan betrayed his sworn brother, he didn't blame Chen Yuan under the circumstances at the time.
Upon seeing this, Yin Susu also bowed deeply.
She dared not imagine what kind of tragic childhood, or even the rest of his life, Zhang Wuji would suffer if he and his wife died.
Seeing this, Zhang Wuji, bewildered, also bowed.
Zhang Sanfeng and the other heroes of Wudang also cupped their hands in greeting.
Zhang Sanfeng went further, stating directly that whatever Chen Yuan's request was, as long as it wasn't immoral or against reason, Wudang would definitely do it if they could.
"No need to be so polite."
Chen Yuan said with a smile.
"I've always liked helping others, mainly because I can't bear to see such young children lose their parents at such a young age."
Zhang Sanfeng, the heroes of Wudang, and Zhang Cuishan and his wife all fell silent.
Judging from Chen Yuan's performance just now, it feels a bit off when he says that.
But these words must never be uttered.
Chen Yuan continued.
"But speaking of which, there is something that you, Zhang Wuxia, can help with right now."
As he spoke, his gaze fell on Zhang Wuji, who looked completely bewildered.
This is the chosen one of this world!
Does directly altering the fate of the chosen one of the plane count as stirring up trouble?
Seeing this, Yin Susu instinctively shielded Zhang Wuji behind her.
She had a bad feeling.
Zhang Cuishan asked subconsciously.
"What is it? If I can help, I will do my best."
Chen Yuan blurted out his name.
"Give me Zhang Wuji."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu immediately felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and the heroes of Wudang also became wary.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng's white eyebrows twitched slightly. His face showed no joy or anger, but rather a hint of amusement.
"Young man, this request is truly unexpected."
His gaze slowly swept over the extremely nervous Zhang Cuishan and his wife, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable weight.
"Wuji is afflicted with the Xuanming Cold Poison, and his meridians are frozen. Without the constant protection of pure Yang internal energy, his life is in danger. This is the first reason."
Secondly, he was the old Taoist's disciple and grand-disciple, a close relative.
At this point, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Chen Yuan with eyes as clear as an ancient well.
"Giving Wuji to you is absolutely impossible."
Chen Yuan shrugged.
"What I really wanted to say was that I wanted Zhang Wuji to become my disciple."
Looking at Zhang Wuji, he had already figured out a path for him to take.
"Besides, how do you know if I can cure the Xuanming Divine Palm poison?"
The Wudang heroes reacted most directly.
"really?!"
They exhausted their inner strength, and even their master was helpless against the Xuanming Cold Poison.
This young man actually claims he can solve it?
Everyone's first reaction was doubt, but they couldn't help feeling a little happy.
They all turned to look at Zhang Sanfeng, their eyes burning with anticipation, as if waiting for their master to discern the truth from falsehood.
Zhang Cuishan was startled, and unconsciously gripped his wife's hand so tightly that it turned white.
Yin Susu suddenly looked up, her eyes flashing with hope, but that light was quickly covered by deeper fear and doubt.
Zhang Sanfeng's smile faded, his eyes fixed on Chen Yuan, and he slowly spoke.
"Young man, is this really true?"
"The Xuanming Cold Poison corrodes bones and marrow, and can only be neutralized by the power of extreme Yang."
"The old Taoist priest did everything in his power, but could only prolong his life."
"Master Zhang, that's a rather pointless statement."
Chen Yuan took a step forward.
"There is clearly a martial art in this world that is pure and yang in nature, which can easily neutralize the cold poison of the Xuanming Divine Palm."
Everyone turned to look at Zhang Sanfeng.
Zhang Sanfeng said slowly.
"This martial art is the Nine Yang Divine Skill, a secret technique of Shaolin Temple that has been lost for over three hundred years."
"Who knows..."
Chen Yuan continued.
"Who knew that a cook, a Buddhist monk, would discover the incantation for the Nine Yang Divine Skill in a Buddhist scripture and even master it."
"After mastering the technique, this Fire-Worker Monk wreaked havoc at Shaolin Temple and found the world's number one master at that time, which is you, Master Zhang."
"After a fierce competition, the Fire-Worker Monk jumped off the mountain and died."
Zhang Sanfeng's eyes trembled slightly; it was as if this guy was right there in the middle of it all.
This is unbelievable!
It's important to know that this competition took place decades ago.
Judging from his age, this young brother Chen Yuan should not have been born yet.
Chen Yuan smiled.
"Although the Fire-Worker Monk is dead, I can still find the Nine Yang Divine Skill and heal Zhang Wuji."
"So, I can save people, but I must also take them with me."
Zhang Cuishan's breathing suddenly became heavy; this sudden hope almost overwhelmed his reason.
He looked at Yin Susu, only to see that his wife's face had lost all color, and she slowly but very firmly shook her head.
"No..."
Yin Susu's voice was dry and hoarse, like gravel.
"Fifth Brother, we can't...we can't hand Wuji over to someone of unknown origin who acts...like this..."
Maternal instinct for protection and fear of Chen Yuan's unpredictable methods overwhelmed the desire for healing.
She would rather her son suffer in a place she could see than let him fall into an unknown abyss.
The scene froze.
The eagerness of the Wudang heroes, Zhang Cuishan's pain, and Zhang Sanfeng's contemplation all halted before Yin Susu's "no".
Chen Yuan sighed, but there was little regret in his sigh, only a wry smile of "as expected".
He took two steps forward, his gaze sharp as a needle, piercing straight at Yin Susu.
Chen Yuan spoke slowly and deliberately in a voice that only a few people could hear.
"Madam Zhang, this way please."
"There's something I'd like to discuss with you about something that happened more than ten years ago."