"Ling Cheng, you don’t need to worry too much about the upcoming martial arts competition. As long as luck is on your side, you should be able to pass smoothly."
"Exactly, our fifth sister is right." Yuan Yun echoed, "Among the eight people advancing this ti, other than you, only Wang Hao and Yang Zhe are masters from the Earthly List; the others are all from the Dragon List. As long as you have a bit of luck and don’t encounter them, advancing to the top four should be no issue."
"Things are not as simple as you imagine." At this point, Xu Ming spoke up again, "There’s sothing you all must understand. Whether it’s Yang Zhe or any other Yangxin Pavilion disciple participating in the competition, they are representing their own masters. Simply put, it’s their masters who wish to obtain the Nine Elents Pill. However, so are well aware of their disciples’ strength and know victory is unlikely. Therefore, they might resort to certain asures."
"asures? What kind of asures?"
Xu Ming said indifferently, "Other than not taking your life, any and all ans will be used, so you need to be careful. Try not to go out these next couple of days. We’ll leave one or two people with you to prevent any unforeseen incidents."
"That... Elder Brother, it can’t be as serious as you say, right? If they really resort to such asures, wouldn’t the Heavenly chanism Pavilion intervene?" Ling Chen asked.
"Why should they intervene?" Xu Ming pointed at his own head and said, "Rember, a clever mind is sotis more important than strength. Yangxin Pavilion doesn’t just cultivate martial artists; they want talent—those with both martial arts prowess and an exceptional mind."
"I understand." Ling Chen nodded, "Elder Brother, rest assured, I will protect myself."
During their conversation, a series of ’thump thump thump’ knocking sounds ca from outside the room.
Wei Jiahao stood up to open the door. Seeing the visitor, he quickly stepped aside and shouted into the room, "Ling Cheng, the Pavilion Master is here."
Seeing Su i walk in alone with graceful steps, Qiu Yong and the others instantly understood that she was there to see Ling Chen. They stood up and said, "Pavilion Master, you can talk comfortably, we won’t disturb you."
Su i expressed her thanks and, after everyone left, she took a seat in front of Ling Chen and got straight to the point, "I want to know my grandfather’s current situation, can you tell ?"
"Your grandfather is doing very well, living comfortably. You don’t need to worry about him." After Ling Chen spoke briefly, he turned the conversation, "Miss Su, why did Elder Su suddenly leave Yangxin Pavilion years ago, his whereabouts unknown? As his granddaughter, you must understand more about this matter."
Su i shook her head and sighed softly, "Honestly, I’m not very clear about why he suddenly left. He didn’t say a word to when he left and just disappeared. If it weren’t for Elder Du realizing he wasn’t in Yangxin Pavilion, I wouldn’t have known he was gone. At that ti, Elder Du and I guessed that it could be because my grandfather’s ti was near, so he left the Heavenly chanism Pavilion silently. He knew that if he died, the Heavenly chanism Pavilion would beco hard to manage. Thus, by dying outside, he could ensure that the pavilion would continue as before. For many years, I had thought that my grandfather was deceased. If it weren’t for you bringing news of him today, I..." Her voice trailed off as her eyes filled with tears, overwheld with emotions, and unable to speak further.
Ling Chen quickly pulled out a tissue from the table and handed it to Su i, comforting her, "Don’t think too much, I believe Elder Su had his reasons for leaving. And he doesn’t seem like a heartless person; he must have had his own difficulties. You are his granddaughter; he will surely et you sooner or later."
"I... I’m not thinking too much..." Su i said softly as she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I just want my grandfather to know that I have always tried hard not to disappoint him over the years."
"Don’t worry, the next ti I see Elder Su, I will definitely tell him."
Under Ling Chen’s persuasion, Su i gradually stopped crying. She put down the tissue and looked at Ling Chen, "I’m not sure why my grandfather asked you to participate in the competition. I don’t want to know too much; I just want to remind you that this competition is not just about strength but also about tactics. As long as it doesn’t result in death, the Heavenly chanism Pavilion won’t impose many restrictions. So you have to be very careful."
"I know." Ling Chen responded with a smile. Xu Ming had already warned him, and now Su i reminded him again; it seed he really needed to be cautious.
After sending off Su i, Ling Chen returned to the living room alone, taking out a pair of silken gloves from his pocket. Paired with the Tianling Blade, they made for an excellent combination. If he encountered an opponent stronger than himself, he would have to rely on the techniques taught by Su He.
The day was still young.
Although he had been through several bouts, it was still a while before lunch. However, rembering the cautions from Xu Ming and Su i, Ling Chen, who had originally wanted to stroll outside, decided to abandon the idea and stay quietly in his room.
At lunchti, a Heavenly chanism Pavilion Disciple brought him his al as usual.
Perhaps because of the competition, today’s al was much better than the previous few days. Looking at the lavish lunch, Ling Chen felt an increase in appetite. Since he was alone in the room, he saw no need for courtesy. He filled his bowl with rice and was about to eat a large shrimp when Song Ge’s voice suddenly ca from outside.
"Song." Upon opening the door and seeing Song Ge standing at the threshold, Ling Chen welcod him in with a smile, "Song, have you eaten?"
"Not yet. I ca to see you this morning but you weren’t here, so I thought I’d co by again at noon."
"I had sothing to attend to this morning so I was away. Co on in, the als are ready, let’s eat together."
Song Ge helped himself, and the two sat down and began to eat, alternating bites with sips of wine. Before long, two bottles of wine were empty. Looking at the bottle in his hand, Song Ge’s expression turned lancholy.
Seeing his deanor, Ling Chen didn’t need to ask to know what was on his mind. These two bottles of wine were leftovers brought by Zhou Qi last ti. They were kept in his room, intending to drink them the next ti they had the chance. Now, the wine remained, but the person was gone, with no indication of where Zhou Qi had taken Zhou Jun.
Thinking this, Ling Chen sighed softly to himself.
After a satisfying al, Song Ge, burping contentedly, stood up and said, "Ling, I’ve got other matters to attend to, so I won’t keep you company. I’ll co over again in the evening."
"Sure, take your ti, I won’t see you out."
Song Ge waved his hand and then strode towards the door. But before he reached it, his legs suddenly gave way, and his body lurched forward; with a ’thump’, he collapsed onto the floor.
"Song?"
Ling Chen was startled and rushed to Song Ge’s side, helping him up from the floor and calling his na. However, Song Ge seed to have fallen into a coma; his eyes were tightly shut, showing no reaction at all.
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