Chapter 415 – Mediocre Saints (2/2)

”Correct. I originally thought that since he wanted to marry Xu Yourong but also didn't want to bear any bad reputation from forcing her, he purposely calculated the time and went to steal the key to the Garden of Zhou from the demons. I'm his father, so it's only natural that I help him settle this matter.”

The Qiushan clan head continued, ”Another example is this time. I believed that he was faking his injuries so as to not be involved. Simultaneously, he gave my Qiushan clan the opportunity to raise a few difficult questions. This scheme could be considered perfect. Who could have imagined that it was actually I that thought wrong.”

”I believed my son to be a hypocrite. I didn't think that he would actually be a true hero.”

He looked out the window at Mount Li and smiled. ”Only, is there a father that doesn't hope for their son to be a true hero? It's just that it's easy to die when you're a hero. Then it's fine that this father continues to commit unspeakable deeds, continues to play the part of the hypocrite, in order to ensure that this hero lives. Some day in the future when the entire continent learns of my vile actions, he is required to put justice before family, and I then die at his hands…you see, this is such a perfect story.”

After listening to these words, a boundless sorrow bloomed in the Guardian's heart. He thought to himself, the clan head really is the world's most extraordinary father. His love towards Qiushan Jun was so selfless that it was actually selfish, so fierce that it inspired fear in others. Anyone that would block Qiushan Jun, that would prevent his progress along this most magnificent river of stars, would be eliminated by the Qiushan clan head. And everyone knew that the only person on the continent who had barely enough qualifications to be discussed on the same level as Qiushan Jun was called Chen Changsheng.

The Guardian began to sympathize with Chen Changsheng's future miserable sufferings.

Of course, that young Principal of the Orthodox Academy would first have to survive and leave Xunyang City.

”With one of the Eight Storms taking action, Su Li will absolutely die, but Chen Changsheng will inevitably survive.”

The Qiushan clan head continued, ”That youth's background is too deep and his origins somewhat mysterious. Not even the Holy Maiden Peak could completely clear it up. The Divine Empress has still not said anything and Zhou Tong has not moved. Naturally, I will not take the initiative.”

Mount Li was an extraordinary place. Liang Xiaoxiao had used his own death to kill others. On the other hand, his Eldest Brother Qiushan Jun had used his own life to save others. It was often the case that this sort of person did not easily die.

Chen Changsheng was also this way because he had always been saving others. The rain pouring down over Xunyang City was so cold. Perhaps for this reason, his face was somewhat pale. His drenched clothes were pockmarked with holes punched by a sword, but there was not much blood because the rain had washed it all away.

Liu Qing possessed an ordinary and unremarkable face, an ordinary and unremarkable sword, and used an ordinary and unremarkable sword technique. But he possessed the unimaginable cultivation of the upper level of Star Condensation.

As the world's third-ranked assassin, every one of his blows was as cold as ice.

Chen Changsheng had bathed in dragon blood, but he still could not block this cold sword.

In this brief span of time, he had used the Yeshi Step together with the last move of the Mount Li Sword Style to block six consecutive blows of Liu Qing's sword, simultaneously obtaining six bloody holes on his body.

The sword did not pierce too deep, but it was very painful. Thankfully, the blood that flowed out had no scent. Just like this battle, it was completely tasteless.

If Liu Qing's movement techniques were even more strange, his sword would still find it impossible to stab into Su Li, only able to pierce into Chen Changsheng's body.

Because Chen Changsheng's sword was very resolute, very desperate, and so very fast.

Just like that sword that Qiushan Jun had stabbed into his own abdomen at the peak of Mount Li.

He looked at Liu Qing, his face pale, and with seriousness in each word, declared, ”I will not let you pass.”