Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme

Chapter 35: Chapter 22: The End 2

Translator: 549690339

“What’s the need for such trouble!”

At this, the storyteller couldn’t help but smile, “If I can’t take you down in three moves, I will commit suicide right here and now!”

“Hmm!?”

Upon hearing these words, all four individuals’ eyes changed, filled with unease.

The storyteller paid them no heed and raised his hand, saying, “Pay attention, the first move—Fighting Scroll Dragon!”

No sooner had he spoken than the Gang Qi took shape, transforming into a palm strike that conjured four dragon shadows, which thunderously shook all directions.

“This…”

“How is it possible!”

Their pupils constricted as they hurriedly activated their Gang Qi to counter the ferocious dragon shadows.

However…

“Boom!!!”

A great explosion resounded, shocking all ten directions; amidst billowing smoke and dust, the figures of the four individuals were blasted away, striking against a tall wall before tumbling to the ground, coughing up crimson blood and convulsing repeatedly.

“Huh!”

As the wind blew and dispersed the smoke, the storyteller stepped forward gracefully, looking down at the four, now severely injured and unable to get up, he shook his head, “It seems I overestimated you.”

“Such power…”

“You… are not Su Changqing!”

The four, reeling from their grave injuries and a mix of anger and shock, gazed up at the storyteller on stage, “Who in the world are you?”

Within their shock and anger, there was fear, confusion, and the unwillingness of imminent defeat!

They had conducted investigations well in advance, not only aware that this brothel was a stronghold of the Great Zhou’s Secret Guards but even having a clear understanding of Su Changqing, the local leader of the Secret Guards’ power. That is why they confidently came here to encircle and kill him.

But now…

This power, this level of cultivation, it definitely wasn’t the original Su Changqing!

If not Su Changqing, then who…?

“It’s bad enough that your martial skills are unimpressive, but to even gather such poor intelligence—lf I were you, I would have long ago died of shame, unable to show my face in this world,” said the storyteller as he shook his head and, with a sweep of his hand across his face, revealed his true appearance.

“Chen Cejun!”

“It’s actually you!”

Seeing the man’s real face, all four were startled, but then they seemed to understand.

The Taoist Man coughed out blood, looking at the person on the dais with a bitter smile, “Who would have thought, who would have thought, the illustrious Zhujia of Great Zhou, the general of the Brave Guards, would honor us with his presence in this remote place, hahaha, we do not feel wronged in our defeat, not at all.”

“But what if we have lost?”

As he spoke, he forced himself to stand up and, looking straight at Chen Cejun, said, “The tyrant acts against principle, a widespread uprising is imminent. Today we have been defeated, but you will not always win. One day, you too will suffer a complete defeat, never to recover, hahaha!”

“Indeed!”

The middle-aged scholar by his side also propped himself up and said to Chen Cejun with a cold laugh, “The actions of that tyrant have already completely eroded the support of the people. Right now, many in the court harbor resentment and rage. I’m not afraid to tell you that amongst us there are those stubborn as cockroaches, dead but not stiff. The courtiers have put forth much effort, and even the Li Family’s royal lineage, the current emperor of Great Zhou, has provided much assistance in secret, hahaha!”

“Naturally,”

The old beggar also laughed sinisterly, “Which emperor would want an undying ancestor looming over his head? One would naturally find ways to dispatch him to the heavens. To think that his own relatives would act this way, I wonder how the old ghost feels about it!”

“Hahaha! ”

All four erupted in bleak, cold laughter, having accepted the harsh reality of their defeat, using their last breaths to sow discord.

Chen Cejun shook his head, unperturbed, and simply asked with a light chuckle, “Even if I weren’t here today, how confident would you have been of your success?”

“Ten percent?” “Twenty percent?”

“Or thirty percent?”

“You didn’t even have a fifty-fifty chance, did you?”

Chen Cejun smiled, his hands behind his back, his expression playful, “You had no confidence at all, why bother coming here to seek death?”

Upon hearing this, the four fell silent.

“Because you had no choice but to come!”

Chen Cejun answered for them, “Because the Western Barbarians have received news that Great Zhou will soon dispatch troops against them, to expand the territory. They are scared and restless, so they forced you, their lackey defectors, to plan this attack, to strike first and avoid being passive, isn’t that

Hearing this, the four remained silent.

Chen Cejun shook his head and sighed, “One could have avoided this path, but some insist on being dogs. To end up in such a state, how pitiful, how laughable!”

“You…”

“Pfft!”

His words struck at their hearts, exacerbating their injuries and causing them to cough up fresh blood, unable to sustain themselves any longer.

Chen Cejun ignored them, and walked away with his hands behind his back. A team of Secret Guards followed closely, entering in a single file and taking away all four, who were now teetering between life and death.

“Pillar of the State!”

Two leaders of the Secret Guards followed closely behind him, reporting in a serious tone, “News has arrived. The Western Barbarians are on the hook. The main force is headed towards the border, and the General of the Piaoqi has already led his army to meet them.”

“Very good!”

Chen Cejun nodded slightly and said calmly, “The Secret Guards will move with the army. There must be no mistakes!”

‘Yes!”

Three days later, on the shores of the East Sea.

“Coo! coo!”

“Whoosh-!”

The cry of birds and the surging of waves were a natural spectacle that shook one’s soul, causing an overwhelming sense of insignificance.

Atop a sea cliff, on the edge of a hanging rock, a young man sat alone.

No one knew how long he had been sitting there; his black hair had scattered on the ground, and his clothes were worn and tattered by the wind. However, the skin that was exposed didn’t show signs of weathering; instead, it shimmered with a lustrous, jade-like radiance.

Suddenly…

“Whoosh!”

A massive wave crashed against the shore, the white foam breaking against the cliff, and a sudden gust of wind enveloped the young man who was meditating. His body rose from the ground, hung in mid-air; tangible Gang Qi appeared around him like the brilliant radiance of the midday sun. Then, it condensed to the utmost degree, gathering layer upon layer, casting him in the light of a

celestial being..