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Chapter 142 Please Leave



Chapter 142 Please Leave

Chen An hesitated for a moment, gave Tank and Fu Gui a look, and then disappeared from where he stood, appearing beside Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe blinked uncomfortably and whispered, "You've already reached the Nascent Soul stage so quickly."

“Yes.” Chen An jumped off the gecko’s head and walked into the house. She had heard about this place dozens of times from different people, but she had never been here before.

Today we'll see what's so magical about him that he's managed to win over half the sect's disciples.

You wouldn't know unless you looked, and even after looking, there wasn't anything special. Apart from some precious utensils and wood, and a handsome young master, the Yihe Sect had everything else.

This young master is quite hardworking, and his methods for winning people over are also quite good.

"Why did you come here?" Shen Qinghe followed and stood at the entrance of the cave, peering inside with longing eyes. He wanted to get closer to Chen An before speaking, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Chen An didn't pay much attention, assuming he just didn't want to take those extra steps, and replied with a smile, "Weren't you watching me from afar? Perfect timing, my cultivation has greatly increased after breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, let me show you."

Hearing this, Shen Qinghe was somewhat disappointed: "Oh, is that so?"

"When are you leaving?" Chen An understood the meaning behind his words, and with his back to him, he made a casual remark as if it were unintentional.

Shen Qinghe was even more upset upon hearing this. When Chen An came to find him, he thought that the other party had come to his senses and wanted to keep him. He never expected that Chen An would come to kick him out so brazenly.

It's one thing to kick him out, but to be so rude and blunt with him—who could stand that?

He looked down at the ground, feeling a pang of sadness. From childhood to adulthood, he had been able to get whatever he wanted. Even the most difficult cultivation had allowed him to stand ahead of his peers thanks to his extraordinary talent.

I just want to join the Ichiwa sect, why is it so difficult?

"What makes you think I'll definitely leave?" Shen Qinghe raised his head. Why should he be excluded, especially when Yihe Sect needs people so much?

“I don’t think you’ll leave.” Chen An shrugged, paused for a few seconds, and continued, “I’ve broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, so I have the means to protect you, but I don’t want to waste my energy in battle.”

"I don't need your protection. I can kill the enemy on my own." Shen Qinghe, being a cultivator at the Two Elements Realm, retorted defiantly.

"Why did you kill the enemy?" Chen An asked calmly, raising his eyes to stare at Shen Qinghe.

"In order to... in order to make a name for myself, and then..."

Shen Qinghe became increasingly uncertain as she spoke, and her gaze began to dart away.

Chen An pressed on, taking two steps forward and continuing, "And then, to prove to your parents that you're not a clueless kid."

“This doesn’t conflict with me staying here.” Shen Qinghe interrupted Chen An and took a step forward, standing less than half a meter away from Chen An.

"What you want to get rid of is what others dream of having. If you're really grown up, you should learn how to use the resources around you." Chen An looked up at Shen Qinghe, his aura no less imposing, and continued, word by word, "If you want to use this place as your ladder, I don't welcome you. We are friends, and it is precisely because we are friends that I cannot leave you here. You are too immature."

“When we traveled together, we were all the same, rushing forward together. Now it’s different. Demonic cultivators are rampant, and I have to consider more. Your arrogance is not a problem, but you are stubborn, so stubborn that you won’t listen to anyone’s advice.”

"If I encounter a demonic cultivator you can't defeat, and I shout a few times, will you retreat? You won't."

“If you die because of this, I can leave, but your parents will not let Yihe Sect off the hook. Do you really want all the disciples of Yihe Sect to lose their lives because of your impulsiveness?”

Shen Qinghe had never seen Chen An so angry. He looked like a defeated rooster, sitting to the side with his head down, staring at the ground at his feet, not knowing what to say.

Chen An is right. If he encounters someone he can't defeat, he won't leave. But if he doesn't leave, Yihe Sect will...

"You are welcome to visit anytime."

Seeing Shen Qinghe's aggrieved look, Chen An felt that her words were a bit harsh, but if she didn't say these words, Shen Qinghe wouldn't leave. She casually comforted her and turned to walk out.

The Shen family's influence ranks among the top of the eight great families. They have thirteen known Nascent Soul stage cultivators, each of whom is among the most prominent in the cultivation world.

Shen Qinghe's parents only had him as their child, so they naturally doted on him and spoiled him rotten from a young age.

When he was three years old, he was playing outside when he was swept by the tail of a short lizard, fell down, and scraped his knee.

What should have been a minor injury that could have healed with some medicine turned into a nightmare as the Shen family hunted the short lizard species to extinction.

If Shen Qinghe were to stay here and something were to happen to her, Chen An would not only have to deal with the demonic cultivators, but also with a family that had gone mad.

It was a bit heartless to drive Shen Qinghe away, but she couldn't gamble with the future of everyone in the sect.

As she walked, Fugui and Tank came up to her feet. Chen'an felt much better when she saw them.

Everyone handled the matters that Chen An had instructed before going into seclusion very well, especially Wu Siyue, who seemed to have a cheat code, managing the affairs of the sect in an orderly manner.

In just one month, the dragon bone she set up yielded 90,000 high-grade spirit stones.

In addition, the sect disciples' strength has improved over this period of time, so it's a win no matter how you look at it.

A rough estimate suggests that there are already over a hundred disciples who have broken through to the Core Formation stage, and two others who have broken through to the Nascent Soul stage.

Recruitment is also progressing well. The cultivation continent is becoming increasingly chaotic, and everyone wants to find a safe haven.

This also inspired a large number of people to pursue immortality, and many people came from all directions to test their talents and undergo trials in order to gain the qualification to join the Yihe Sect.

The struggle of the past few days was not in vain; at least it gave Ichiwa-michi a name.

The sect has attracted a large number of seekers of immortality. With more people coming, there are also more promising talents. Now, the sect has more than 3,700 members.

Although their cultivation levels were not high, they were still considered combatants.

Hua Qi was very responsible, and carefully taught and raised three disciples with heavenly spiritual roots.

Her residence was not far from the demonic cultivators' quarters where Hua Yuan lived, making it convenient for the mother and son to visit each other.

The underground palace has been completed, and now all that's left is to put the seventh-tier magical beasts inside before it can open for business.

There are two underground palaces. One is open to outsiders to collect spirit stones and strengthen their power, while the other is only open to disciples of the sect, who are only required to hand over some magic cores.

She then found someone to refine the demon core into array stones to build more arrays.

Thinking this, Chen An took the Chaos Beast out of his spatial storage.

This little guy was already a head taller than Chen An just by lying on the ground. Although his eyes still looked fierce, at least he wasn't as aggressive anymore.

Behind it followed a large group of seventh-tier magical beasts, cowering timidly behind it, not daring to raise their heads.

Chen An picked out two strong ones and then said to the Chaos Beast, "How is your stay inside? If you're not satisfied, I can change it for you."

The Chaos Beast blinked, understood Chen An's words, and decisively shook its head, showing that it loved this place to death.

This behavior is very strange. Warcraft is always greedy, so it's absurd that it can show satisfaction with one place. It's too inconsistent with its identity.


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