Chapter 2115
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In the forest, the leaves rustled as the wind blew through the forest. It sounded a little bleak, like a blade that had just slit the throat of an enemy.
There was a small path in the forest, covered with fallen leaves. There was no trace of anyone in the forest, not even a bird. However, there was a person lying on the branches of a towering ancient tree.
It was a young man dressed in white. His clothes were whiter than snow and spotless. He carried a sword on his back, a long sword with a black scabbard and a silk belt of the same color.
He held a goatskin wineskin in one hand and something that fortune-tellers often held in the other. There were a few words written on it: Young, Divine Foresight.
Such a sign would definitely not be eye-catching enough to pretend to be a fortune teller.
This person definitely didn't look like a fortune teller, but he felt good about himself. He thought so narcissistically as the leaves rustled in the wind.
His thoughts were like leaves swaying in the wind, constantly swaying. His gaze was sometimes sharp, like that of an eagle, and sometimes lazy, like that of a pig.
This person was naturally Chu Yang. He had been waiting here for a long time. In his heart, he despised the Saints of the Central Prefecture to the extreme. Didn't they say that the Saints were very awesome? How could they be so slow that he had to wait for so long?
He was already slightly impatient because he was nervous, anxious, and worried about his gains and losses.
It was easy to talk big, and it was usually good to think big. However, when it came to doing it, it could be very bad. Other things aside, how strong were the three Saints of the Kong Clan? What kind of Precious Weapons did they have?
"I'm just a Wild Dog in the Eastern Wilderness. They must look down on me. How could they have Precious Weapons on them? I must be thinking too much."
Although Chu Yang thought so, what if the other party didn't look down on him? Or if they inadvertently had an Earthly Sovereign Weapon, or even an Imperial Weapon? Wouldn't that be terrible?
The possibility of this was naturally very low, so low that it was unimaginable. However, his thoughts were locked here because he had to win this battle. He couldn't afford to lose.
"I've regressed. My spirit has regressed. Back then, I ambushed the Five Elements Divine Child in the Eastern Wilderness and assassinated the members of the Soul Devourer Clan. Where did that elegance go?"
"Young Master, I was once an assassin, an expert in sneak attacks. Since when have I been burdened by worries about personal gains and losses?!"
Chu Yang naturally knew the consequences of worrying about personal gains and losses. Of course, he also knew what he was doing. He was just indulging his worries and anxiety.
An appropriate amount of anxiety and nervousness was necessary. After all, he had to deal with three Saints. The most important reason was that he was ultimately a human, and it was impossible for him to be in an absolutely perfect state at all times.
"Master, they're here!"
Chu Yang was not scared by the Ice Kun's warning, nor did he feel nervous.
"Oh!" He only responded faintly and began to adjust his state of mind, restraining his indulgence. Anxiety and worry were like stains on the glass of his soul, which he gently wiped away with a rag.
The house of his soul had long been cleaned and spotless. Only this little bit of dirt was left. Once the stain was removed, his soul seemed to be sparkling and translucent, shining with a sacred light.
His body also bloomed with a sparkling light, but it was only for a moment. The frivolity on his face was revealed. He became frivolous and said frivolously, "Beautiful women can't wait. I can't roll in the sheets with them, but I'll definitely tease them to my heart's content."
"Yes, that's it. I'm indeed a genius!"
Chu Yang flew down from the tree.
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