No one could see whether his current expression was resentful, unwilling, or expressionless.
Time truly did change too many things.
In this short year, Zhong Hui's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, and he was now fourth on the Proclamation of Golden Distinction.
Yet these former competitors were no longer on the same level.
What was being discussed here was not cultivation, but status and status.
Even if their strengths were similar, would Zhong Hui still dare to disrespect Chen Changsheng?
The mountain path was still quiet.
Countless gazes fell upon Chen Changsheng.
He did not speak, so Zhong Hui had to maintain his posture of greeting.
A hint of derision appeared on Tang Thirty-Six's lips as he prepared to say something.
Zhexiu shook his head.
Time slowly passed. The steward from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets slightly creased his brow. No one dared to criticize Chen Changsheng, but they presumably all had a few voices in their minds.
Chen Changsheng was not intentionally humiliating Zhong Hui. He just had not reacted, not expecting that Zhong Hui would greet him.
Even in the small village at the base of the mountain, with believers prostrating in worship like a tide, he still did not have the self-awareness of being the future Pope.
Suddenly, the mountain path was filled with the sound of people sucking in cold air.
Because Chen Changsheng had come.
He clasped his hands and bowed, returning Zhong Hui's greeting without the slightest disrespect, his appearance impeccable.
With his current status, he only needed to lightly say a few words when Zhong Hui respectfully bowed to him.
But he very seriously returned the greeting, and he even used the etiquette of peers of the same generation.
The seemingly frozen atmosphere instantly melted. The crowd looked at Chen Changsheng with deep emotion and admiration.
Everyone was happy. Other than Tang Thirty-Six, he said in a voice that only Chen Changsheng and Zhexiu could hear, "Does reading too much lead to this?"
Chen Changsheng looked at him and asked, "How about it?"
Tang Thirty-Six replied, "Become like Gou Hanshi."
Chen Changsheng replied, "Thank you."
In his view, becoming a person like Gou Hanshi was naturally a form of praise.
Tang Thirty-Six sneered, "Hypocrite."
Chen Chang Sheng stared blankly for a moment, then helplessly shook his head and continued forward on the mountain path.
The hundred-some cultivators that had entered Mount Han very naturally followed behind him. No one dared to walk in front of him.
The team on the mountain path now looked a little imposing, but they didn't go far before they stopped again.
This time, it wasn't because an old friend appeared on the mountain path and had a story with Chen Chang Sheng, it was because someone intentionally blocked the middle of the mountain path.
Chen Chang Sheng didn't know that person, but many people did.
Fifth on the Proclamation of Liberation, the youngest general of the Demi-human race, and reputed to be the most talented expert of the two shores of the Red River in the last hundred years, aside from Princess Luoluo.
This demi-human expert had a very cute name: Xiao De.
But everyone who knew him knew that this demon race expert was definitely not cute, and was very frightening.
"You are Chen Chang Sheng?"
Xiao De said as he watched. The black hair at his temples danced high in the air, and as he looked around, he exuded an unyielding aura.
Regarding this question, even with Chen Chang Sheng's patience that far surpassed that of a normal person, he was still somewhat tired of hearing it, so he only nodded his head and did not say anything.
But in Xiao De's view, Chen Changsheng's silence was an insult to him.
In other words, he had always been waiting for Chen Chang Sheng to humiliate him so that he could use this opportunity to vent his anger.
"I will beat you to death," he said to Chen Changsheng in all seriousness.
A tawny light suddenly surged out of his clear and clean eyes, and his body exuded an extremely powerful and terrifying Qi.
Chen Changsheng was somewhat confused, because it was obvious that this demi-human expert was specifically targeting him. Of course, this person could not actually beat him to death. He had intentionally said such ruthless and unreasonable words and put on such a crude appearance just to humiliate Chen Changsheng.
The problem was that because of Luoluo, he had always had a good relationship with the Demi-human race. Last autumn, he had even received a reward from White Emperor City.
The people on the mountain path were all paying attention to the change in the scene. Just as Chen Chang Sheng had thought, everyone knew that this yao elite couldn't really kill Chen Chang Sheng, but this didn't mean that this yao elite didn't have the ability to do so, it was only because Chen Chang Sheng's identity was a little special.
No matter how astonishing Chen Changsheng's talent was, to the point where even ordinary initial level Star Condensation cultivators were no match for him, there was still an extremely large gap between him and the top five experts of the Proclamation of Liberation. It had to be known that Xiao De was someone who could even fight head-on against Wang Po and Xiao Zhang.
"You don't understand?" Tang Thirty-Six asked.
Chen Changsheng nodded his head.
"On the two shores of the Red River, there are countless young experts who wish to marry Princess Luoluo, and whether it is in terms of talent in cultivation, strength in cultivation, or background, Xiao De has always been the person with the greatest hope. That is to say, if nothing unexpected happens, in a few more years, he should be marrying Princess Luoluo, and if Princess Luoluo is unable to inherit the White Emperor's technique, he will become the sovereign of the demi-human domain. And all of this has become a bubble because of you."
After listening to Tang Thirty-Six's explanation, Chen Changsheng looked at the demi-human expert on the mountain path and instantly felt something different.
"You changed the condition of the meridians in Princess Luoluo's body, which is tantamount to changing the rules of the demi-human domain for tens of thousands of years. Whether from this perspective or from your relationship with Princess Luoluo, if I were Xiao De, I would truly have ample reason to kill you."
After saying this, Tang Thirty-Six walked forward to stand in front of Xiao De.
Xiao De's body did not seem particularly tall or sturdy, much thinner and weaker than Xuanyuan Po, but he gave off a particularly heavy and massive feeling.
This feeling was the pressure exuded by a true expert.
Tang Thirty-Six's expression was extremely grave. He understood better than anyone else on the mountain path that if this demi-human expert went crazy, he really would dare to kill Chen Changsheng. Moreover, the problem was that no matter how he looked at it, this demi-human expert had a reason to go crazy.
"You know who I am," he said to Xiao De.
Xiao De slightly narrowed his eyes, the tawny vicious light in his deep and serene pupils gradually fading. He raised his voice and said, "The young master of the Tang clan."
"Since you recognize me, then it's easy to talk. Your tribes have done business with each other for countless years, so you should be well aware that our Tang clan is a standard businessman."
"What business do you want to discuss?"
"You want to marry Princess Luoluo?"
"All the tribes on the two shores of the Red River, even the beasts deep in the mountains, know." Xiao De solemnly said, "You absolutely cannot tell me that because he is Princess Luoluo's teacher, I have to treat him a little better if I marry Princess Luoluo. Perhaps at a crucial moment, he might even speak up for me."
Tang Thirty-Six froze. After a moment, he sighed and said, "Who said that you demi-humans have no brains?"
Xiao De smiled. "Presumably, it was a brainless human who said that."
Tang Thirty-Six asked, "Then there's no way to discuss this business?"
"Because this has never been business, but swindling." Xiao De smirked at him. "Given the friendly relationship between us, I naturally can't blame you, but tell me, is there any reason for me not to be angry at him? What's wrong with me wanting to beat him to death? "
Tang Thirty-Six asked, "Just who is swindling me? When intelligence is needed, you are cleverer and calmer than anyone else. When you need to play the part of being furious and forthright, you bring out this side of you. If this is a business discussion, just which side of you should I be talking to? "
"No matter which side of me you're talking to, you have to first state your conditions."
Xiao De's smile faded as he expressionlessly said, "The two shores of the Red River, the ancient realm of demi-humans, countless people — I've lost so much, so how much can you make up for me?"
Just when Tang Thirty-Six was prepared to speak, Chen Changsheng's voice rang out, very calm and very firm.
"The two shores of the Red River, the ancient realm of demi-humans, countless people … these were never yours in the first place. You've never obtained them, so how can you talk about losing them?"
He walked up to Tang Thirty-Six and said to Xiao De, "I don't understand the business conversation between the two of you, but I only know that, whether it's doing business or discussing business, one should not use something that is not one's own to exchange for a corresponding benefit."
As he said this, he stared into Xiao De's eyes, his meaning extremely clear, and he had no intention of backing down: the eight hundred li of the Red River was never yours, nor was Luoluo yours. Even if you're a demi-human expert on the Proclamation of Liberation, what right do you have to reason with me, discuss business, and ask for compensation?
The mountain path was deathly still, not a single sound could be heard.
If one were to say that the silence when he had met with Zhong Hui had been one of awkwardness and tension, then the silence now was even more unsettling.
Because Chen Changsheng was facing a demi-human expert on the Proclamation of Liberation. He had caused this demi-human expert to lose far too many benefits, far more than Zhong Hui had lost. Moreover, even with the Wenshui Tangs acting as a buffer, this demi-human expert did not seem prepared to lower his demands for compensation, and Chen Changsheng displayed a rarely seen toughness.
Xiao De suddenly began to laugh, his laughter somewhat deranged, the tawny luster in his eyes becoming the brightest dot on the surface of the water.
Then he narrowed his eyes and said to Chen Changsheng, "It seems that you don't believe that I dare to kill you."
Chen Changsheng replied, "I don't believe that you can kill me."
This question and answer were actually speaking of two different matters.
In Xiao De's view, even if the entire world acknowledged that Chen Changsheng's talent in cultivation far surpassed that of ordinary people, that he had reached the peak of Ethereal Opening at the age of sixteen, that he had consecutively defeated many initial level Star Condensation experts in the capital, and that he had even defeated Xu Yourong on the Bridge of Helplessness, he still only needed to extend his pinky finger and crush him to death.
It was just that Chen Changsheng was the Pope's appointed successor … so he said the word 'dare'.
Chen Changsheng said the word 'can' — he was naturally no match for an expert in the top five of the Proclamation of Liberation, but he did not believe that his opponent could easily defeat him.
His confidence naturally had its origins, such as the countless swords in the Vault Sheath, or the five stone pearls in his hand, or the blade styles he had learned in the Mausoleum of Books. There were many, many more, but others did not know of this. Not even Tang Thirty-Six knew that he was concealing all of his strength, so he felt that these words were rather strange.
This was a humiliation to an expert of the Proclamation of Liberation.
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