Published: March 8, 2025
CHAPTER 35: Don't Step on My Dry Grass!
As these words were spoken, the quiet Chu Tenghu, who had been looking down, subtly raised his head and cast a glance at Chu Yang before lowering his eyelids again.
In that glance, jealousy surged like a storm, cold and sharp as a knife!
Although Chu Yang's cultivation level had not yet recovered, his spirit was nearly completely fused with the spirit of the first generation Nine Calamity Sword Master, making him truly number one in the world!
He had certainly sensed the source of that gaze and the malice behind it.
But how could Chu Yang regard him seriously now? With a calm and indifferent turn, he placed Chu Tenghu and his brothers behind him.
If I don't even put your father in my eyes, what more you?
After exchanging a few words with Chu Feiling, and seeing the proud smile in her eyes, Chu Yang followed Chu Xiong Cheng into the inner hall and then turned into a quiet little path.
“Yangyang, your methods in treating injuries just now were quite skilled,” Chu Xiong Cheng said, his brows slightly raised with a half-smile as he looked at Chu Yang.
“At first, of course, it wasn’t proficient, but after practicing all night, I finally got the hang of it,” Chu Yang replied cautiously. He cleverly referred to treating others as 'practicing hands,' and if Chu Xiong Cheng asked further, he would say: Back then, I wasn’t very skilled and had no confidence…
He blocked the route in advance.
Chu Xiong Cheng didn’t suspect that this grandson was playing tricks; he lowered his voice and asked, “I don’t care whether you practiced or not, I only want to ask you about the incident two nights ago. Were you involved?”
“Two nights ago? What incident?” Chu Yang was taken aback, then suddenly realized, “Grandpa is talking about… the attack on the various families?”
With eyes sharp as an eagle, Chu Xiong Cheng focused intently on him and asked in a deep voice, “Were you involved or not?”
Chu Yang cried out innocently, “Grandpa… if I had done it, could I hide it from you? This is a matter of family life and death! I truly didn’t do anything. It has nothing to do with me.”
In his heart, he thought, I really didn’t do it; it was the Sword Spirit who did it.
Chu Xiong Cheng snorted, “Then how did you learn such treatment methods?”
“When I was at the lower level three days ago, the divine doctor Du Shiqing gave me a medical classic; while I was at the middle level three days ago, I accidentally stumbled into a cave in the Extreme North Wilderness, and on the cave walls were inscribed the counteractions and resolution methods for all the poison techniques over the past ninety thousand years.”
Chu Yang spoke without blinking, adopting a tone of heartfelt sincerity, his face full of grievance. It was a kind of depression that came from being suspected after doing good! Even, tears were almost welling up in his eyes.
Old Master Chu couldn’t bear it; he sighed and thought, what have I made my grandson become… it seems he really did not do it. He comforted, “Since it’s not you, then avoid the limelight for a while. Even if someone suspects you, I will speak on your behalf!”
Chu Yang naively asked, “Could it be that after I saved them, they wouldn’t be grateful at all? Instead, they would want to deal with me?”
Old Master Chu stroked his beard and sighed, “You are truly a pure-hearted and innocent child. But in this world, things are not that simple. The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid with a fountain; the grace of saving a life should be repaid for a lifetime—such things no longer exist… The current world is all about strength.”
Chu Yang angrily retorted, “That’s so unfair!”
Patting his shoulder, Old Master Chu said earnestly, “When you grow up, you will understand.”
Chu Yang mumbled, confused, “How could it be this way… how could it be this way… how could they do this…”
Old Master Chu sighed deeply, feeling himself to be a failure, as the reality he expressed stained his grandson's pure heart…