Upon hearing Xie Lingyun’s words, even Zhang Chen was bewildered, his eyes full of confusion: "I also don’t know the origin of that six-colored flame."
"The Eight Trigrams Furnace was found by you, the treasure was refined by you, how could you not know the origin of the flame inside it?" Xie Lingyun was puzzled after hearing Zhang Chen’s words.
Upon hearing Xie Lingyun’s words, Zhang Chen sighed softly: "Don’t mention it! I’m increasingly unable to understand this Eight Trigrams Furnace."
Xie Lingyun did not doubt Zhang Chen’s words but merely felt the heat in the cave was somewhat strange, that the aura unintentionally emitted by the flame made a Yin God strong person as if treading on thin ice, just how powerful must the true flame within the furnace be?
"By the way, your little brother and sister miss you a lot, aren’t you going to visit the Inspection and Supervision Department to see them?" Xie Lingyun changed the topic, not wanting to covet Zhang Chen’s secrets.
Upon hearing these words, Zhang Chen thought of the two little ones and then his stepmother, shaking his head: "As long as they have a place to settle and live safely and happily, it’s fine. I’ll bring them back when I become stronger in the future."
Zhang Chen intended to bide his time within Huangli Temple and steal points, not wanting too many connections with his family, which might draw the attention of those old folks.
Xie Lingyun did not say much upon hearing this; the two chatted for a while longer, Zhang Chen conveyed the message to Xie Lingyun, and then quietly returned to the Daoist Temple.
As soon as Zhang Chen stepped out of the courtyard, he saw a familiar person, at this moment dressed in a Daoist robe, carrying a treasure sword standing at the door, with a pale face and eyes full of murderous intent.
"Chu Mingyue." Zhang Chen couldn’t help but frown at the figure blocking the door, his eyes showing a trace of caution.
He had cut off some flesh from Chu Mingyue back then, knowing that Chu Mingyue could never let it go, but to his surprise, Chu Mingyue’s recovery was faster than expected.
"It seems there are still some merits to this world. According to the recovery speed from my past life, it should take at least a month to get out of bed, shouldn’t it? How can Chu Mingyue not only get out of bed but also walk in just a few days?" Zhang Chen silently mocked in his heart.
Looking at Chu Mingyue, Chu Mingyue saw Zhang Chen, and then a sinister smile appeared, his handsome features showing a trace of femininity: "Junior Brother Zhang, we haven’t seen each other for quite some time."
"Indeed, it’s been a while." Zhang Chen smiled slyly, "During the previous competition, my skills were insufficient and accidentally injured Senior Brother, I hope Senior Brother doesn’t mind."
"What’s there to mind? Competitions have always been unpredictable. How could I blame you?" Although Chu Mingyue said he didn’t mind, the hatred in his eyes was intense, as if it could turn into knives and strike Zhang Chen down.
"Of course, life is full of opportunities; if it weren’t for Junior Brother’s help, how else would the sect have given me such an opportunity?" Chu Mingyue’s words were cryptic, making Zhang Chen’s heart uneasy. What ’opportunity’?
"I don’t understand, what opportunity does Senior Brother refer to?" Zhang Chen was puzzled.
Chu Mingyue smiled, not answering Zhang Chen’s question, instead looking Zhang Chen up and down, as if trying to engrave him deeply into memory: "I came today to bid farewell to Junior Brother, with a word of advice; turmoil will emerge in Yellow Heaven Dao in the future, you must live well, you must live well! Don’t die in the chaos."
Chu Mingyue left, Zhang Chen watched his departing figure, knowing in his heart there was one more unsaid message: ’Wait until the time comes for me to personally kill you.’
"This guy seems to be a source of trouble, better to eliminate him sooner." Zhang Chen’s eyes turned fierce as they followed Chu Mingyue’s retreating figure:
"Tonight, the Blood God Child can be unleashed."
Zhang Chen returned to his room, continuing to hide underground to steal points. It was deep into the night when Zhang Chen turned into a stream to seep back into the soil, making his way towards Chu Mingyue’s room.
Though Chu Mingyue was a chosen one, he too lived in a common dormitory. However, since people from various Daoist temples had already left, the guest rooms in the Daoist temple were vacant again. When Zhang Chen arrived at the common area where Chu Mingyue stayed, it was completely empty, even all of Chu Mingyue’s belongings had disappeared.
"Did that guy leave?" Zhang Chen revealed himself in the room, looking at the empty dormitory, his eyes showing a trace of helplessness: "Well, he ran off fast! But even if he ran, so what? If met outside, with my invisibility technique, rest assured, you’d be dead in one face-off."
Zhang Chen sighed lightly and transformed back into a water stream to continue lurking underground. He never held Chu Mingyue in his heart; if Chu Mingyue hadn’t jumped out again, Zhang Chen wouldn’t have noticed him at all.
A silent night passed, Zhang Chen stole Incense Points all night. The next day, just as he was happily preparing for morning class, a familiar figure appeared in his view.
"Is that... the village elder Liu Ji?" Zhang Chen looked at the figure under the dim lights and couldn’t help but be startled.
How did the old village chief Liu Ji sneak into Huangli Temple?
"Or is it that the old village chief has always been someone from Huangli Temple, disguised in the mountain base?" Zhang Chen’s mind raced with countless thoughts.
He couldn’t quite figure it out; Liu Ji was already at the venerable age of sixty, yet he was taken into the Yellow Heaven Dao? Could it be that Liu Ji has some special trait?