Urban Carefree Warrior God Chapter 653 654: Next Year, On This Day, Await Your Kingly R

As the Golden Body Dharma faded, Chen Yang's body visibly wilted. Though his eyes still shone brightly, they could not mask his current weakness.

After all, having just broken through, fighting a master of the older generation like Li Jiuyang was still a struggle.

Chen Yang looked up at the sky, where dark clouds were gathering. The once-clear heavens seed to turn gloomy.

Though the battle had been earth-shattering, it had undoubtedly drawn a clear line of opposition with the royal family. The road ahead would only beco more difficult.

"Are you okay?" Chen Jinnan walked over and patted Chen Yang on the shoulder, his face filled with concern.

Chen Yang shook his head, a current of warmth coursing through his heart. This man's simple words stirred a thousand emotions within him.

Father. For , what a foreign word.

"Are you thinking about the future?"

Chen Hua, still unseen, spoke in a somber tone that echoed slowly from the do above.

"There's nothing much to think about."

Chen Yang shook his head again. "I do not dwell on the past, nor do I fear the future."

"A fine sentint—'do not dwell on the past, nor fear the future'."

Chen Hua offered praise, then changed his tack. "The Chen Clan enjoys its exclusive grace, at the very least, more so than here."

"Your talent is seen by all in the clan. That is why my war spear has appeared," Chen Hua said slowly. "If you are willing, then despite the resistance, with my diation, the position of Chen Family Patriarch will be yours and yours alone."

These words were spoken frankly and openly, for all to hear.

Therefore, many held their breath, quietly waiting for Chen Yang's response.

For so of the noble and powerful clans, it evoked a feeling of shared sorrow, like a fox mourning a rabbit's death.

And Chen Jinnan, though he appeared calm, was trembling with excitent and nerves.

If Chen Yang agreed, he would soon beco the Patriarch of the Chen royal lineage—and the youngest one in its entire history.

But…

Chen Yang stretched languidly, a smile playing on his lips. "I have campaigned east and west for many years, crossed great rivers, and gazed upon all the moons the world has to offer. I am tired."

There was more he left unsaid.

I will rest, and then I will set out anew. So matters must be seen through to the very end. If a job is left half-done, wouldn't the sacrifices of others be in vain? And wouldn't those who yearn to control this world beco even more audacious?

As for fa and power, those things had never been part of his considerations.

COUGH. COUGH.

A violent coughing fit wracked his body, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Chen Yang's already pale face lost all color. His body swayed like a lone skiff tossed on the tumultuous waves of a great river, on the brink of collapse, isolated and forlorn.

"Will you co with ?" Chen Yang casually wiped the blood from his mouth, turned to Chen Jinnan, and asked with a faint smile.

"Yes," Chen Jinnan nodded.

He wasn't surprised that Chen Yang had refused to return to the Chen Family. Although a little disappointed, he didn't dwell on it.

If I were in his position, wouldn't I have done the sa?

"Since you have made your decision, I will not force you," Chen Hua said. "When I erge from my seclusion, I will lend you a hand."

WHOOSH.

The golden war spear shot up from the ground, pierced through Chen Xiao's chest, and carried him away toward the Chen Family Ancestral Mansion.

"Thank you."

Chen Yang bowed deeply toward the departing spear, clasping his fist in a gesture of respect.

But in the next second…

"NO!"

Chen Hua's voice suddenly exploded in the void, a deafening roar.

The war spear imdiately wheeled around and shot back toward Chen Yang.

But it was a step too late.

Huh?

Everyone watched in bafflent, their eyes instinctively drawn to Chen Yang.

They saw him form his fingers into a blade and slash it at himself.

The golden blade of light sank into his body.

"This..."

All were flabbergasted, their eyes wide with shock and disbelief.

Why would he harm himself?!

SPLURT.

A brilliant wave of blood erupted from him, its dazzling light painting half the sky red.

"Is that… the unique Bloodline Power of the Chen Family?"

"He actually severed the Bloodline Power that countless mbers of the Chen Family take such pride in?!"

Murong Fei and Chen Jinnan were both dumbstruck. Even the golden war spear, arriving a mont too late, trembled violently.

What on earth is he doing?

Chen Yang staggered a few steps. He only managed to stand firm with Yang Hu's support, yet a smile touched his lips. "In my life, I, Chen Yang, have earned every step I've taken. I have never relied on any external power."

"That was true in the past, it is true now, and it will be true in the future!"

With those simple words, Chen Yang's cultivation level was halved. And it didn't stop there; it continued to plumt.

Within a minute, only the third rank remained.

Soon, his power dissipated completely, and he beca an ordinary man.

This scene left countless people dumbfounded and, at the sa ti, filled with the deepest respect.

It was true. The Forr Chief Military Commander had started as a re Martial Guard and reached his current heights all on his own.

But this decisiveness…

He's severing all ties with the Chen Clan because he has no intention of returning and refuses to accept their identity, all to prevent future gossip and criticism?

Awe rose from the depths of every heart present.

A single slash to return to mortality.

But everyone believed that before long, he would return as a king, reborn and renewed.

"We will wait for you!"

"War God of the State, we will wait for you!"

Cries of encouragent echoed across the square and through every street and alley.

The future holds endless, vibrant possibilities.

How could it not include him?

It is said that a brief parting is only for a better reunion. Though there is sadness and tears, what an exhilarating feeling it will be when, after a long separation, we et again and can say, "I trust you have been well."

"With such decisiveness and confidence, the re Sacred Realm truly cannot bind you. Rest well. I will handle things in the anti."

Chen Hua was speechless for a long ti before finally leaving these words behind and departing through the sky.

* * *

「Three months went by in the blink of an eye.」

After the great battle, the half-destroyed plaza had been completely repaired and restored. The only new addition was a stone statue erected in its very center, depicting a figure in battle armor, holding a long spear.

The cape billowed, the figure's back turned to the world.

Its features were indistinct, but everyone in the land knew who it was.

A towering figure, guarding this tumultuous world.

He once waged war with golden halberds and iron steeds, sweeping aside the Barbarians. His power extended over the land, his na resounding through the mountains and rivers.

Will the day of his return ever co?

Millions waited in eager anticipation.

「Half a year passed, as fleeting as sand slipping through one's fingers.」

Cangyun City had returned to its normal operations, but everyone knew this was rely the calm before the storm.

The rising winds foretold a coming storm.

That day, Cangyun City was overcast, as if a heavy snow was about to fall.

The dry air was sharp as a knife against the face.

In the Martial Departnt's Elders' Court.

Pill Dragon King erged from the sickroom, shaking his head with a sigh. "Should we send word to Chen Yang? To let him co for one last visit?"

Jin Zheng and Wu Xing both froze, their expressions growing somber.

"No need to disturb him."

The Great Elder, frail as a skeleton, trembled as he walked out of the sickroom. He sat down on the steps, gazing at the overcast sky with a smile on his lips. "Right now is a crucial ti for Chen Yang. We shouldn't disturb him over so trivial matter."

"I should have died eight months ago. To have lived this long is already a blessing."

"It's just that I won't get to see that boy Chen Yang outshine everyone and sweep all before him. I also won't get to see him break through to the Sacred Realm and step into the legendary state of Divine Conquest."

"And I won't be able to attend his and young Qin Qiu's wedding, either."

The Great Elder smiled. "Though I have regrets, when I look back on my life, nurturing soone like Chen Yang was enough to make it all worthwhile."

"Jin Zheng, take up your brush."

Jin Zheng secretly wiped the old tears from the corners of his eyes and took out paper and ink. "Boss," he choked out, "just... tell what to write."

"The gist of it is this: should the day co when the nation's gates crumble and our lands are in peril, you, Chen Yang, must take up the command and lead the fight in person to safeguard this cherished ho of ours."

"Once a general, always a general. It's not for him to decide to simply retire. This is my final request."

"Alright, I've written it."

Tears stread down Jin Zheng's old face. "Rest assured. Knowing Chen Yang's character, he will surely not stand by and do nothing."

The Great Elder said no more.

He had toiled his entire life for the country and its people.

And now, he was finally at peace.

「Three days later.」

A heavy snow blanketed Cangyun City. Overnight, the world turned white, draped in a silver cloak.

As the saying goes, the tiless green mountains grow white-headed with snow.

The atmosphere in the Elders' Court grew even heavier.

「On the seventh day.」

The Great Elder of the Elders' Court passed away suddenly from a relapse of his old ailnts.