Published: March 9, 2025
“Honestly, I don’t know how that senior plans to arrange things…” Chu Yang smiled broadly, then furrowed his brow tightly, saying, “However, if that senior really intends to proceed in this manner… there will definitely be further contact with me. If there is another auction in the future, I will certainly prioritize informing the three of you; this I can promise.”
Yun Zhongtian stared intently into Chu Yang's eyes as he spoke. But within Chu Yang's gaze, there was only openness.
At the moment of contact, Yun Zhongtian, Mo Lu, and Purple Sovereign simultaneously unleashed methods that could penetrate the hearts of others, yet when they reached Chu Yang, all their skills melted away like ice and snow in an instant.
They found themselves completely unable to discern Chu Yang's true thoughts.
Even as Chu Yang spoke, his pulse, heart rate, breathing, complexion, and gaze… all remained completely normal, showing not even the slightest fluctuation.
“Since that’s the case, we will await Brother Chu’s notification,” Yun Zhongtian said after staring at Chu Yang for a long while, speaking one word at a time.
Mo Lu and Purple Sovereign nodded in unison.
The divine skills practiced by these three were among the highest in the Nine Heavens Pavilion, and generally speaking, anyone whose cultivation level was lower than theirs could be seen through at a glance. However, Chu Yang before them was an anomaly.
His cultivation level was not just a notch lower than theirs, yet they couldn’t read him at all! Such a situation had never occurred before among any of the three.
Unprecedented!
The three could not help but give him even more regard.
Chu Yang readily agreed to their requests.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Yun Zhongtian and the others stood up to take their leave. Chu Yang kindly saw them off. The four of them linked arms and chatted amicably, appearing like close friends as they walked out, warmly bidding one another farewell.
At this point, the dozens of strong divine thoughts that had surrounded the Chu Family Courtyard dissipated silently.
Then, Chu Yang returned to his study, sitting back in his original position, furrowing his brow in contemplation: What exactly is going on here?
With the Sword Spirit not by his side and Yan Rushan absent, Chu Yang felt as if he were enveloped in a fog regarding this sudden event, unable to discern even a hint of clarity.
Yet one thing he could be sure of: the three people who had just come were each extraordinary! Each one was incredibly formidable!
Three individuals, and all of them from different paths, had suddenly appeared together, said a string of nonsensical words to Chu Yang, and then left.
What exactly… does this mean? What significance does it hold?! Or what does it imply?!
Chu Yang furrowed his brow in thought for a moment, then suddenly muttered to himself: “Yun Zhongtian… could it mean 'heaven in the clouds'? Or perhaps… the 'central heaven' in Central Extreme Heaven? If so… what kind of identity does this Yun Zhongtian have?”
“Mo Lu… a fitting name for a stranger. In this world, regardless of kin or friendship, everyone has their own path, and to everyone else, they are all strangers. Therefore, I am a stranger… hehehe…” Chu Yang murmured, “Indeed, this statement is quite reasonable, but it is also a bit too heartless… Could it be that the Hell Gate’s Mo Lu is actually practicing the Way of Indifference? Or perhaps they are all practicing the Way of Indifference?”
“Circumstances create heroes, rather than heroes creating heroes! Makes sense!” Chu Yang raised his sword-like brows and said lightly, “However... if I could compete alongside such opponents, that would indeed be a great pleasure in life!”
All this time, Chu Yang's opponents had been much older than him, including Diwu Qingrou from the lower three heavens, who was notably older. As for Fifth Melancholy from the upper three heavens, he was many thousands of years older still.