The Spring Rain Sword trembled incessantly—yinng, yinng, yinng.
Chen Yi soothed with a few words, skillfully making a blank promise.
Cold iron, star diamond, Netherworld River water, etc., he had never seen; he would address it later when he found them.
He believed that by then, he would not hesitate to exchange them for a new look for Little Jade Sword.
After this interlude, Chen Yi gathered his thoughts and walked to stand beside Wen Renying.
He didn’t look at Chen Ke; his gaze fell on Zhou Tiance, and when he saw the spear beside him, his eyes turned cold.
Chen Yi would never forget, when he and Lin Xueru were abducted by Feng Shan, it was this very spear they saw outside the gates of Kyoto Prefecture.
"Old Marquis, with the spear by your side, your grandeur is undiminished from the past."
Zhou Tiance’s action of drinking paused slightly, he slowly put down the cup, his turbid eyes looked over, wrinkled face squeezed together.
"Seeing the Heroic Marquis directly, I find I cannot deny my aging."
Zhou Tiance spoke with a seemingly fake smile, then looked at Wen Renying, and added:
"Demoness, earlier you used charm against my old self. Thanks to you, I have forgotten many old heartbreaking events in my muddled state."
"Oh, Old Marquis, the past is bygone. Truly, thinking too much won’t do you any good~" Wen Renying leaned closer to Chen Yi, a fox tail playfully swirled behind Chen Yi, but dared not fall.
"But overthinking will do you no good. How could a spent force compare to an adult? You, sir, might as well bow your head and hope for an end by natural causes."
Chen Yi glanced at her, "Go stand guard outside."
Wen Renying, startled, dared not say more, and with a nervous laugh, swiftly flew away.
It seemed that her recent smooth sailing had made her somewhat complacent. How could she decide on the Zhou Family matters on behalf of the Master?
Damn it... The humble self shall never dare again!
With the demoness gone, Chen Yi gazed at the two in the pavilion, coldly saying:
"Old Marquis drove away family and servants, guarding the vast Marquis Mansion with just the old steward—have you ever regretted the things you did back then?"
"Regret?" Zhou Tiance chewed on these words, his gaze abruptly fierce, the emaciated face still brimming with murderous intent, "My greatest regret is not poisoning you at that Hundred Day Ceremony!"
"I regret not having the ’Mad Old Man’ kill you that night, and regret letting you safely join the Grand Void Sect!"
"If not for that, how would you stand intact before me? You... cough, cough..."
Chen Ke silently walked over, patting his back, and fed him an elixir, sighing as he said:
"Chen Yi, now you are the noble Heroic Marquis. Are you really going to act against an elderly man privately?"
"If I hadn’t been reluctant to act, you’d already be dead in Duke Wu An Mansion. Even with the Grand Void Sect’s shelter, you’d still have no escape from death."
Chen Yi’s expression turned completely icy, yet he laughed: "An elderly man?"
"When you, a Marquis and a Divine Power Realm Master, targeted me and my brother back then, did you ever consider our ages?"
"One year! Two years! Three years! Even as my brother and I mastered our skills and left the mountain, you never stopped!"
Chen Yi thought of those events and then about Chen Yuan’s experiences, and his anger surged continuously.
Even now, with his cultivation reaching the Divine Power Fifth Realm, unfazed by any challenge, he couldn’t let go of the past.
Especially when Chen Yuan went to the Southern Barbarians, Zhou Tiance ordered the "Hidden Dragon" to secretly betray, leading to Senior Sister Ling Yinrong’s death and affecting Chen Yuan’s heart and mind with the Absolute Blade.
After committing such heinous acts, did they still foolishly wish for him to follow the rules and let the Holy Emperor and Imperial Court judge them?
"The fact that your Zhou Family has come to this fate is entirely self-inflicted and not deserving of anyone’s pity!"
Chen Ke naturally understood this, sighed softly, then looked at Chen Yi and said:
"The master has only a short time left. Could Heroic Marquis allow a few more days for me to accompany the master on his final journey?"
"Once things are settled, Chen Ke will willingly go to Duke Wu An Mansion to face death as atonement!"
He knew Chen Yi would not leave empty-handed, but he also knew Zhou Tiance’s condition; at most, he had three years, at least six months before his end, and he truly didn’t want Zhou Tiance to lay unrested.
"Cough... Chen Ke, don’t, don’t say anymore..." Zhou Tiance’s face was pale like gold paper. After calming his breath, he weakly tugged on Chen Ke, "Victory and defeat are decided. Since Heroic Marquis is here, he certainly won’t be sent away by just your words."
After speaking, he pushed aside Chen Ke’s support, raised his hand to grip the black spear, propped up his body, and looked at Chen Yi:
"All faults lie with me. Heroic Marquis, spare, spare Chen Ke..."
"Spare?" Chen Yi glanced at Chen Ke, icily said: "I will spare none from your Zhou Family, be it you, Chen Ke, Hidden Dragon, or Zhou Guanwu. I will hunt them all down!"
"Zhou Guanwu?" Chen Ke was suddenly stunned, looked at Chen Yi and frowned: "The young master had long died at Beixiong Pass, you..."
"Didn’t you know?" Chen Yi interrupted him, "Old Marquis hasn’t even told you the truth?"
Chen Ke turned his head towards Zhou Tiance, somewhat puzzled, and asked, "Master, could it be the young master... he is not dead?"
Zhou Tiance’s face turned grim.
After several breaths of silence, Zhou Tiance sighed deeply, his demeanor collapsed: "He’s right, Guanwu indeed did not die."
Chen Ke appeared shocked, looked at Chen Yi, then Zhou Tiance, and spoke hoarsely:
"Why on earth is this?"
"I also don’t know the reason, but I know for sure he didn’t die."
"You don’t know?" Chen Yi began to laugh, as if he finally found something more satisfying than killing these two old scoundrels with a single sword: