Chapter 315 - 312: Taunt
Shen Fuxing’s expression stiffened.
He was suddenly struck by a feeling.
Whenever he faced this nominal son of his, his plans would always go wrong in one way or another!
For instance, his son’s unexpected rise to power.
Or the way his son didn’t care about him at all.
Or now, this completely unexpected refusal!
His son’s very existence...
...seemed to have been one big accident from start to finish!
"Why?"
"I am a Direct Disciple of the Dragon Cloud Sect. As far as I’m concerned, the Shen Family is in my past."
"Therefore, the Shen Family’s affairs have little to do with me."
Ignoring the look on Shen Fuxing’s face,
Shen Changchuan rejected him outright.
"And as for Mother, you need not worry about her either."
"She has been missing my maternal grandfather lately, so she will be going to Dawan Village to visit him for a while."
"So as an outsider, I don’t intend to get involved in this matter."
Shen Changchuan glanced indifferently at Shen Fuxing, who sat in the seat of honor, his voice carrying a cold edge.
In truth, Shen Changchuan didn’t much care about going down to fight Zhou Lingyun.
He simply didn’t want the man before him to see his scheme succeed.
That’s right,
a scheme.
The moment the man had spoken, Shen Changchuan had sensed the blatant manipulation!
Shen Changchuan didn’t know what was truly going on in his father’s mind,
but after Han Yue’er’s earlier explanations, he now had a good grasp of what kind of person his nominal father was.
Now, his father was trying to use family honor and even Mother’s safety to get him to fight Zhou Lingyun.
It was nothing more than a play on using another’s strength, a classic case of killing with a borrowed knife.
"If the Clan Leader is so concerned, you should go down there and win back your own face!"
"Farewell!"
Shen Changchuan gave him a cupped-fist salute,
and without another word, turned and left.
To be honest,
at first, he had been somewhat curious as to how Shen Fuxing could disregard kinship to scheme against Shen Chong and himself.
But now, having seen the man with his own eyes,
Shen Changchuan suddenly felt it was all meaningless.
However, the man had indeed reminded Shen Changchuan of something.
It wasn’t a good thing for his mother to remain in Tian Nan City.
’Even though the Ancestor gave his word,’
’the Ancestor isn’t a servant who’s going to be by her side protecting her every moment.’
’He can’t always be there to protect her.’
’So, for safety’s sake,’
’it’s better to have Mother leave for a while.’
’Come to think of it, Mother never really liked the dull, oppressive world of the Shen Family Mansion... otherwise, she wouldn’t have always lived outside the city.’
’In the Han Family, Grandfather Han Qinhu, Uncle Han Dayong, and the others have basically all moved to Dawan Village.’
’Perhaps for Mother, going to Dawan Village to live with her father, brother, and other relatives would be much more freeing and comfortable...’
A thought stirred in Shen Changchuan’s mind.
He had already made a rough decision about what to do next.
Back in the reception hall,
Shen Fuxing watched Shen Changchuan’s figure disappear out the door without a single glance back.
The smile on Shen Fuxing’s face had now completely vanished.
In the shadows,
his expression was utterly cold and grim.
Suddenly,
his face dark, Shen Fuxing swept his sleeve across the table, knocking the White Jade Tea Cup to the floor.
With a loud CRASH, the priceless White Jade Tea Cup shattered into pieces!
"Hmph!"
"Shameless whelp!"
Shen Fuxing snarled,
grinding his teeth.
Years of cultivated composure...
...finally snapped, his defenses shattered in an instant.
...
Shen Changchuan walked outside.
He didn’t hesitate for a moment.
But as he stepped through the main gate,
he saw a large crowd of people gathered in the eastern section.
It was the direction of the clan’s public square.
He glanced toward it from a distance.
The deafening cheers that had been coming from the square seemed to have stopped abruptly, as if something had happened.
Around the tournament stage, the surrounding clan members were frozen in place, their bodies still in the posture of cheering loudly, but now stiff and motionless.
The stage in the center, which was enveloped by an Array, was shattered and pitted.
A figure lay in the middle of the largest crater on the stage,
covered in blood, their aura faint.
It must have been a member of the Shen Family in the Soul Emergence Realm who had gone up to fight.
And above, in mid-air,
a young, arrogant figure hovered, looking down on them all with an expression of contempt.
"The Tian Nan Shen Clan. The name sounds impressive, but it seems you’re nothing special after all!"
Zhou Lingyun stood with his arms crossed, his gaze sweeping contemptuously over everyone present.
He certainly had the strength to back up his pride.
Up to this point,
not a single member of the Shen Family’s younger generation under fifty who had taken the stage was his match.
Even fighting them one after another hadn’t posed the slightest threat to him.
Of all who had fought him, only Shen Tingchu had managed to last thirty moves; the rest were all defeated in less than ten!
This scene,
plunged all the Shen Family members who had come to watch, as well as the Cultivators from other factions in Tian Nan City, into a dead silence.
’He’s too strong!’
’As expected of someone from the Central State Immortal Cultivation World.’
He had only recently ascended to the Soul Emergence Realm, yet his strength was enough to sweep aside any Cultivator below the Soul Emergence Realm Third Layer!
Anyone in Tian Nan City who could reach the Soul Emergence Realm before the age of fifty was considered a renowned prodigy!
But even these prodigies had almost no power to resist him!
Facing these opponents, who were once local prodigies,
Zhou Lingyun defeated them in just a few moves.
Even fighting above his level seemed as easy for him as eating or drinking!
This left the surrounding crowd in a deathly silence.
Two days ago,
when the news spread that Zhou Lingyun from the Central State Immortal Cultivation World was going to challenge the Shen Family’s younger generation to "teach them a lesson" and show them the "style" of the Central State,
many ambitious Cultivators were indignant at Zhou Lingyun’s arrogance.
’We’re all Cultivators of the Soul Emergence Realm,’ they thought. ’How big could the gap possibly be?’
’Besides, he’s challenging the younger generation under fifty.’
’And among them is someone whose Cultivation speed is so fast that they’ve already reached the Soul Emergence Realm Third Layer!’
’You, a mere Soul Emergence First Layer brat,’
’think you can sweep our Tian Nan Shen Clan?’
’And defeat that peerless genius who’s already at the Soul Emergence Realm Third Layer?’
’What a joke!’
For this reason,
many had come feeling disgruntled and hoping to see him make a fool of himself.
But now,
seeing their own side’s once-renowned prodigies get crushed one by one with ease,
the cruel reality of it all...
...left everyone speechless.
A deafening silence,
fell over the area surrounding the tournament stage.
"Tch!"
"My aunt, Zhou Yi, married into your Shen Family. I originally thought your family must have some ability."
"But it seems I overestimated you!"