Chapter: Chapter 82
Chapter 82: The Seed of Doubt Once Planted
For some unknown reason, Chichi Su made no sound, only quietly walked towards the small hut that she had built with her Master long ago.
The girl’s figure was already slender, and she deliberately controlled her footsteps. However, she knew that even so, it would be impossible to hide from her Master.
So, why hadn’t her Master come out to meet her yet?
With this question in mind, Chichi Su walked to the window step by step.
She sensed that there was someone inside the house, and it was precisely in her bedroom.
The girl stood on her tiptoes slightly and stuck her head out.
The next moment, her pupils suddenly contracted.
…
…
This touch of snow white was truly dazzling.
Coupled with the sudden event, Chen An truly did not expect Qingli Chu to play such a trick.
He froze for several seconds for the first time, until the woman lowered her head with a blush and softly asked, “Aren’t we going to start?”
No matter how many times Chen An’s mind turned, he couldn’t understand what she was trying to do.
“What are you doing?”
He did not make a move, but instead used his spiritual energy to re-drape the woman’s clothes, covering most of her.
Qingli Chu blinked her eyes, looking bewildered, “Aren’t we supposed to treat the injury?”
Chen An was speechless and couldn’t help but flick her forehead with his finger.
“Who told you that you need to take off your clothes to be treated.”
Qingli Chu exclaimed in surprise and uncertainty.
She fiddled with her hands nervously.
“Is, is that so? I saw in those storybooks and novels that the male protagonist always takes off the female protagonist’s clothes to treat her injuries…”
“They even need to have skin-to-skin contact, and even stick out their tongues…”
Chen An was speechless. He thought, you really are a naive girl who knows nothing about the world and only buries herself in cultivation.
With a female Sword Immortal like you, I’m afraid a single candy could win ten.
He quipped, “Stop, stop, stop, are those novels proper?”
Qingli Chu pursed her lips, uncertainly saying, “Should, possibly, probably… proper?”
She tilted her head, her eyes fixed on Chen An without blinking.
Chen An suddenly glanced out the window.
Qingli Chu followed and looked, but only saw the clear blue sky outside.
There was nothing but the gentle breeze.
“What are you looking at?”
She asked doubtfully.
Chen An shook his head, “Nothing.”
He then reached out and took Qingli Chu’s hand.
The woman was startled and instinctively tried to pull back, simultaneously exerting force on her hand to break free.
But in the next second, Qingli Chu held back.
She let Chen An do as he pleased.
A vast and unimaginable pure spiritual energy flowed from his palm, slowly entering Qingli Chu’s body.
It was like a great sea that could contain everything, swallowing all the messy sword energy and spells in her Spirit Platform.
Then, it assimilated them one by one and fed them back into Qingli Chu’s body.
Feeling the changes within her body, Qingli Chu’s eyes widened involuntarily.
She couldn’t help but shift her butt slightly and whispered to Chen An, “It’s so itchy.”
Chen An raised an eyebrow.
“Itchy? Endure it if it’s itchy.”
“Okay.”
Perhaps it was the sternness in Chen An’s tone that made Qingli Chu let out a slightly wronged “Okay.”
Silence returned to the room.
For a moment, only the faint breathing sounds of the two could be heard.
Chen An used his mind for two purposes, tending to Qingli Chu’s body while his spirit detached, ascending above the house.
His spirit was transparent and intangible. It was estimated that besides the reclusive old ancestors of various sects in Shenzhou, no one else could sense him.
His spirit gazed at the resolute departing back of a certain girl and murmured to himself.
“I wonder if she misunderstood.”
“But it doesn’t matter, this little thing is not important anymore…”
Chen An frowned deeply, completely unaware of the girl’s next move.
He only knew that the time to leave was approaching, but he did not know the specific method or the exact time of departure.
Because everything was not set in stone.
Even Heaven’s Dao could only control the general direction.
How it would unfold depended on the girl’s own choices.
Only Chichi Su knew everything.
And a bold and crazy thought was brewing wildly in her mind.
It was a seed that had been firmly planted three years ago when she obtained the recording stone.
That bloody memory that was erased.
The clear past recorded by the recording stone.
The cruel scene of the 361 households of Su Family Village being slaughtered.
Rivers of blood, a living hell.
As if she had returned to her childhood and witnessed everything with her own eyes.
Endless flames seemed to burn in the girl’s dark eyes.
Her eyes were red.
…
…
“Once the seed of doubt is planted, it will inevitably take root and sprout.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
In the Sea of Consciousness, Chen An was chatting casually with the system.
“…Alright.”
The system choked for a long time before spitting out a word.
“For the rest, you don’t need to do anything, just wait quietly.”
The man stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance.
The mountain wind blew, making his daoist robe ripple.
“Let her be,” he said.
…
…
After Chichi Su descended the mountain, she found that mysterious, neither human nor ghost entity again.
When they first met, the other party claimed to be the contemporary Dao Master of the Demonic Path.
In order to restore the glory of the Demonic Path back then, he wanted to recruit Chichi Su and together turn Shenzhou upside down.
Chichi Su, of course, wasn’t that bored and refused outright.
However, after witnessing that scene today, she became somewhat wavering.
She didn’t know what she was wavering about, nor why she was wavering. She couldn’t explain it.
Just like many people and many things in the world, even the parties involved in the events often cannot explain them clearly.
In any case, she just felt extremely agitated and disgusted.
And all along, a voice in her heart had been instigating and demanding.
“He is not your Master at all, he is the murderer of your biological parents!”
“He is your irreconcilable enemy!”
“What are you still waiting for!”
Chichi Su knew these words came from her inner demons.
Inner demons were formless and intangible, often arising when cultivators doubted themselves and got stuck in a deadlock.
If she didn’t eliminate that man one day, her inner demons would grow stronger day by day, until they completely consumed her.
If it were in the past, when encountering such a problem with inner demons.
Chichi Su would definitely turn around and seek help from her Master.
But now, she didn’t.
She had lost her initial trust in that person.
She was unwilling to ask, and also afraid to ask.
Moreover, even if she truly followed the instigation of her inner demons, how could she act?
He was a true Immortal on earth, with the demeanor of a banished immortal.
With a wave of his hand, he could tear the sky apart and move mountains and seas.
The Dao Master of the Demonic Path sneered upon hearing Chichi Su’s thoughts.
“It’s fine, in his eyes now, you are still that ignorant obedient disciple.”
“I have a plan that can make the four great righteous sects attack him together.”
“No matter how divine his cultivation may be, facing the full might of the four sects simultaneously, even if he doesn’t die, he will definitely reveal a weakness.”
His voice was hoarse, filled with endless malevolence.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 82: The Seed of Doubt Once Planted
For some unknown reason, Chichi Su made no sound, only quietly walked towards the small hut that she had built with her Master long ago.
The girl’s figure was already slender, and she deliberately controlled her footsteps. However, she knew that even so, it would be impossible to hide from her Master.
So, why hadn’t her Master come out to meet her yet?
With this question in mind, Chichi Su walked to the window step by step.
She sensed that there was someone inside the house, and it was precisely in her bedroom.
The girl stood on her tiptoes slightly and stuck her head out.
The next moment, her pupils suddenly contracted.
…
…
This touch of snow white was truly dazzling.
Coupled with the sudden event, Chen An truly did not expect Qingli Chu to play such a trick.
He froze for several seconds for the first time, until the woman lowered her head with a blush and softly asked, “Aren’t we going to start?”
No matter how many times Chen An’s mind turned, he couldn’t understand what she was trying to do.
“What are you doing?”
He did not make a move, but instead used his spiritual energy to re-drape the woman’s clothes, covering most of her.
Qingli Chu blinked her eyes, looking bewildered, “Aren’t we supposed to treat the injury?”
Chen An was speechless and couldn’t help but flick her forehead with his finger.
“Who told you that you need to take off your clothes to be treated.”
Qingli Chu exclaimed in surprise and uncertainty.
She fiddled with her hands nervously.
“Is, is that so? I saw in those storybooks and novels that the male protagonist always takes off the female protagonist’s clothes to treat her injuries…”
“They even need to have skin-to-skin contact, and even stick out their tongues…”
Chen An was speechless. He thought, you really are a naive girl who knows nothing about the world and only buries herself in cultivation.
With a female Sword Immortal like you, I’m afraid a single candy could win ten.
He quipped, “Stop, stop, stop, are those novels proper?”
Qingli Chu pursed her lips, uncertainly saying, “Should, possibly, probably… proper?”
She tilted her head, her eyes fixed on Chen An without blinking.
Chen An suddenly glanced out the window.
Qingli Chu followed and looked, but only saw the clear blue sky outside.
There was nothing but the gentle breeze.
“What are you looking at?”
She asked doubtfully.
Chen An shook his head, “Nothing.”
He then reached out and took Qingli Chu’s hand.
The woman was startled and instinctively tried to pull back, simultaneously exerting force on her hand to break free.
But in the next second, Qingli Chu held back.
She let Chen An do as he pleased.
A vast and unimaginable pure spiritual energy flowed from his palm, slowly entering Qingli Chu’s body.
It was like a great sea that could contain everything, swallowing all the messy sword energy and spells in her Spirit Platform.
Then, it assimilated them one by one and fed them back into Qingli Chu’s body.
Feeling the changes within her body, Qingli Chu’s eyes widened involuntarily.
She couldn’t help but shift her butt slightly and whispered to Chen An, “It’s so itchy.”
Chen An raised an eyebrow.
“Itchy? Endure it if it’s itchy.”
“Okay.”
Perhaps it was the sternness in Chen An’s tone that made Qingli Chu let out a slightly wronged “Okay.”
Silence returned to the room.
For a moment, only the faint breathing sounds of the two could be heard.
Chen An used his mind for two purposes, tending to Qingli Chu’s body while his spirit detached, ascending above the house.
His spirit was transparent and intangible. It was estimated that besides the reclusive old ancestors of various sects in Shenzhou, no one else could sense him.
His spirit gazed at the resolute departing back of a certain girl and murmured to himself.
“I wonder if she misunderstood.”
“But it doesn’t matter, this little thing is not important anymore…”
Chen An frowned deeply, completely unaware of the girl’s next move.
He only knew that the time to leave was approaching, but he did not know the specific method or the exact time of departure.
Because everything was not set in stone.
Even Heaven’s Dao could only control the general direction.
How it would unfold depended on the girl’s own choices.
Only Chichi Su knew everything.
And a bold and crazy thought was brewing wildly in her mind.
It was a seed that had been firmly planted three years ago when she obtained the recording stone.
That bloody memory that was erased.
The clear past recorded by the recording stone.
The cruel scene of the 361 households of Su Family Village being slaughtered.
Rivers of blood, a living hell.
As if she had returned to her childhood and witnessed everything with her own eyes.
Endless flames seemed to burn in the girl’s dark eyes.
Her eyes were red.
…
…
“Once the seed of doubt is planted, it will inevitably take root and sprout.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
In the Sea of Consciousness, Chen An was chatting casually with the system.
“…Alright.”
The system choked for a long time before spitting out a word.
“For the rest, you don’t need to do anything, just wait quietly.”
The man stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance.
The mountain wind blew, making his daoist robe ripple.
“Let her be,” he said.
…
…
After Chichi Su descended the mountain, she found that mysterious, neither human nor ghost entity again.
When they first met, the other party claimed to be the contemporary Dao Master of the Demonic Path.
In order to restore the glory of the Demonic Path back then, he wanted to recruit Chichi Su and together turn Shenzhou upside down.
Chichi Su, of course, wasn’t that bored and refused outright.
However, after witnessing that scene today, she became somewhat wavering.
She didn’t know what she was wavering about, nor why she was wavering. She couldn’t explain it.
Just like many people and many things in the world, even the parties involved in the events often cannot explain them clearly.
In any case, she just felt extremely agitated and disgusted.
And all along, a voice in her heart had been instigating and demanding.
“He is not your Master at all, he is the murderer of your biological parents!”
“He is your irreconcilable enemy!”
“What are you still waiting for!”
Chichi Su knew these words came from her inner demons.
Inner demons were formless and intangible, often arising when cultivators doubted themselves and got stuck in a deadlock.
If she didn’t eliminate that man one day, her inner demons would grow stronger day by day, until they completely consumed her.
If it were in the past, when encountering such a problem with inner demons.
Chichi Su would definitely turn around and seek help from her Master.
But now, she didn’t.
She had lost her initial trust in that person.
She was unwilling to ask, and also afraid to ask.
Moreover, even if she truly followed the instigation of her inner demons, how could she act?
He was a true Immortal on earth, with the demeanor of a banished immortal.
With a wave of his hand, he could tear the sky apart and move mountains and seas.
The Dao Master of the Demonic Path sneered upon hearing Chichi Su’s thoughts.
“It’s fine, in his eyes now, you are still that ignorant obedient disciple.”
“I have a plan that can make the four great righteous sects attack him together.”
“No matter how divine his cultivation may be, facing the full might of the four sects simultaneously, even if he doesn’t die, he will definitely reveal a weakness.”
His voice was hoarse, filled with endless malevolence.
(End of this chapter)
