Chapter 1094 – Why Donst You Die? (1/2)

Chapter 1094 – Why Don't You Die?

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Earlier, Xu Yourong had wondered aloud whether Wang Zhice had gone senile.

At the time, her words had triggered an uproar both within and without the Mausoleum of Books. Even the southern cultivators who followed her were rather dissatisfied.

She made this comment again, but she was greeted this time by silence.

The situation had undergone a massive transformation. Everyone could hear that her comment now was just helping out Chen Changsheng.

After Chen Changsheng appeared, Wang Zhice had not spoken with him, but decided to chat with Zhusha.

'Long time no see' contained far too many meanings.

In terms of attitude, it was as lofty as Mount Han.

In terms of psychological attack, it was utterly untraceable.

Anyone would find it very difficult to cope with this move.

Chen Changsheng had chosen to cut it off at the source.

He stood in front of the girl in black and told Wang Zhice that this was not her name.

She could be called Hongzhuang, could be called Zhizhi, or could even be called that dragon name which would require several thousand syllables when transliterated into human language.

In short, she was not called Zhusha.

Even if she had once gone by that name.

That was then, and this was now.

She was not under New North Bridge, but by his side.

Silence reigned inside and outside the Mausoleum of Books.

Xu Yourong's discourtesy toward Wang Zhice was not too much in conflict with the impression she had left on the common people ten-some years ago.

But Chen Changsheng's unflinching stance toward Wang Zhice had caught many people by surprise.

Why?

In Mount Han, Chen Changsheng had seen Wang Zhice walk on clouds. It was like he had seen a cultivator of the starry sky for the first time.

Just like the vast majority of people in the world, he also regarded Wang Zhice as an idol.

Today, Wang Zhice was standing across from him and Xu Yourong, but his respect for this legend had still not lessened.

Until Wang Zhice had said those words.

The little Black Dragon began to feel fear.

As he saw her pale face and Wang Zhice's faint smile, Chen Changsheng suddenly felt angry.

He found it impossible to pinpoint what exactly this emotion was, but it made him feel angry.

In an extremely short amount of time, much of the respect in his heart had vanished, and his mind had cooled.

As for Xu Yourong, it could be seen from her attitude to Wang Zhice that she respected nothing other than the Great Dao.

Just like that, the pressure created from Wang Zhice's single comment had been stopped by two statements from Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.

Wang Zhice faintly smiled and prepared to say something more.

But Chen Changsheng was looking elsewhere.

The words Wang Zhice had wanted to say were not able to leave his mouth.

His expression became more focused.

Chen Changsheng was not looking at his master, but at Xu Yourong.

By just quietly gazing at each other, they were able to understand what the other was thinking.

Their hearts had always been naturally linked, like a rainbow connecting two lands.

The swords also struck out like a rainbow.

On Holy Maiden Peak, their swords combined in harmony had once given birth to a rainbow.

Chen Changsheng said, ”I know that you went to the Hundred Herb Garden. I also went.”

Xu Yourong said, ”When I was little, Empress once taught me that one had to calm their mind before a great undertaking. I only want to calm myself.”

Chen Changsheng said, ”I don't want to become like my master, and I also don't want you to become like the Empress.”

At these words, Wang Zhice and the disciples of South Stream Temple looked toward Shang Xingzhou within the sword array.

Shang Xingzhou was looking up at the overcast sky with an indifferent expression. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking, but he was clearly paying no attention to anyone else.

Xu Yourong replied, ”Perhaps you did not consider that I want to become like the Empress.”

Chen Changsheng looked at her and sincerely returned, ”No, because I know that you don't like that sort of life.”

He knew that she liked to look over cliffs, enjoy the snow, listen to the rain, pick herbs, and read.