C2 Saving Him!

Chu Qianxun, renowned as the most beautiful woman in Nanrong City, possessed a delicate, oval face, a willowy figure, and skin as smooth as jade. Her eyes held an innate coolness, reminiscent of a celestial being from the Moon Palace, untouchable and revered. Her allure was matched only by her exceptional Martial Cultivation Level, placing her at the pinnacle among her peers in Nanrong City. She was, without a doubt, a true daughter of the heavens.

"Are you okay?" Chu Qianxun paid no heed to Wang Qianjue's question, her gaze resting indifferently on Lin Chen.

Lin Chen bowed his head, his voice resonant, "I'm fine."

It was only then that Chu Qianxun turned her icy stare toward Wang Qianjue and his entourage of sycophants. She regarded them with the disdain of a daughter of the heavens, clearly unimpressed. Her lips parted slightly as she spoke with a frosty detachment, "Wang Qianjue, enough is enough. Don't overstep your bounds. This is not the place for your wild antics."

Initially elated at the sight of Chu Qianxun, Wang Qianjue was taken aback by her biting remarks. His face darkened as he retorted, "You're defending this worthless man, opposing me for this mongrel? Do you realize that because of him, you, Chu Qianxun, are nearly the subject of ridicule throughout Nanrong City? Everyone's saying you're going to marry a nobody. Qianxun, let me put an end to him. A heavenly beauty like you should only be with someone like me..."

Chu Qianxun's brow creased slightly, but she remained silent. Instead, the person at her side stepped forward, addressing Wang Qianjue with a cold firmness, "Young Master Wang, with your esteemed status, do you find pleasure in mocking the unfortunate? Besides, even if Lin Chen is considered worthless, he's our Chu family's concern, not yours. Remember, you don't strike a dog without considering its master."

Another member of the Chu family's direct lineage chimed in, "The Chu family of Nanrong City is not to be trifled with. Young Master Wang, I suggest you reconsider your actions."

At these words, Wang Qianjue's rage boiled over. Few dared to confront him so brazenly in Nanrong City, let alone issue threats. His face flushed crimson with fury, and just as he was about to erupt, Chu Qianxun spoke once more.

"Wang Qianjue, let's put an end to this matter. Normally, you bullying a few people might slide, given the Wang family elders turn a blind eye, deeming these incidents trivial. But today, you've involved the Chu family. Now that I've intervened, your insistence on killing Lin Chen is a direct challenge to us!" Chu Qianxun, noticing Wang Qianjue's face turning a shade of livid green as if he were on the verge of an outburst, swiftly issued a warning: "Besides, the Lin family has faced great misfortune for the sake of Nanrong City. Now, Lin Chen is the only one left. If you truly wish to wipe out the Lin family, I fear that all the prominent families in Nanrong City will scorn the Wang family for their lack of compassion. Hehe, and when that happens, I doubt even you, Young Master Wang, could withstand the city's collective outrage."

Wang Qianjue was taken aback. He had not anticipated Chu Qianxun going to such lengths to defend someone he considered worthless like Lin Chen!

He, Wang Qianjue, feared neither heaven nor earth, but he knew when to pick his battles. Chu Qianxun was someone he definitely did not want to cross, especially since her reasoning was sound. The Lin family once held significant influence in Nanrong City, and he had hoped to maintain good relations. If he overstepped, his own family might face considerable backlash.

Considering the situation, Wang Qianjue glanced at Chu Qianxun and the two direct martial cultivators of the Chu family. Reluctantly, he decided to spare Lin Chen for the time being. There would be other opportunities in the future, so why provoke Chu Qianxun now?

"You're lucky, you waste. Since Miss Chu has interceded on your behalf, I'll spare you today. Hehe, let's see if your luck holds up," Wang Qianjue said with a cold, threatening laugh before turning on his heel and departing with his entourage.

With a disdainful snort, Wang Qianjue strode away, leaving behind a parting shot. Just then, the two Chu family martial cultivators who had just spoken up for Lin Chen suddenly changed their tune, looking at Chu Qianxun with confusion and asking, "Miss, why would you bother saving someone like him?"

One of them bluntly stated, "If it weren't for that marriage contract, I'd rather have Wang Qianjue execute him!"

"Hmph, his death would mean Miss is finally free!"

They spoke without any regard for Lin Chen's presence, as if he were beneath their notice, their words dripping with arrogance.

Lin Chen's face was taut, his fists clenched, silent, yet his heart was in tatters.

Chu Qianxun gestured dismissively, cutting off the two Chu family warriors' conversation. She cast a glance at Lin Chen before turning on her heel and walking away without uttering a single word.

"Lin Chen, you worthless trash! If I were you, I'd prefer death!" With Chu Qianxun gone, the Chu family warriors' taunts grew even more vicious, hurling insults at Lin Chen without restraint.

Seething with rage, Lin Chen burst into laughter amidst their scorn, "Just wait. The day will come when I will make all of you bow before me! For every humiliation you've thrown my way, I will repay you a hundredfold!"

"Oh, look at the ambition on this one! Too bad you lack even the Primordial Energy. What good are lofty ambitions when your life is as fragile as paper?"

"Ha, we'll be waiting. Don't let us down, Lin the Loser!"

The two Chu family warriors finished their mockery, spat in Lin Chen's direction, and strutted off, smug and untroubled, as if belittling Lin Chen was merely a pastime, oblivious to the seeds of disaster they were sowing.

Fortunes can change in the blink of an eye—never underestimate the young and impoverished!

As Lin Chen watched Chu Qianxun and the Chu family warriors' retreating figures, and recalled Wang Qianjue's murderous intent, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails pierced his skin, drawing blood that seeped through his fingers. Yet, the physical pain was nothing compared to the agony within his heart.

In that moment, Lin Chen's desire to grow stronger was overwhelming.

The chilly night air whisked the fallen leaves along, and the secluded back mountain grew even more silent under the night sky, save for the persistent chirping of a few restless insects.

"Still not enough?"

Lin Chen spread his hands wide, his gaze filled with regret as he slowly rose to his feet.

The mountain wind whipped by, and he thrust out his hand, grasping fiercely with all his strength!

Yet, upon opening his hand, it was empty, mirroring the absence of Primordial Energy within his body!

"No! It can't end like this! The Lin family will not perish as long as I, Lin Chen, am alive. There's still hope! The bloodline of the Lin family will not be severed!"

Lin Chen gritted his teeth. From his chest, he drew an ancient jade pendant, its surface etched with enigmatic and archaic patterns.

This pendant was the Lin family's token of patriarchal authority, entrusted to him by his last living relative upon departing Nanrong City, along with the Lin family's cultivation techniques.

Recalling the parting words of his kin, a wave of sorrow washed over Lin Chen.

But reality was cruel. Lin Chen was uncertain if he could cling to hope until the end. His entire family had vanished, leaving him alone to bear the brunt of endless insults.

Lin Chen had contemplated surrender, but those around him would never allow him the opportunity to do so.

He knew that giving up would only lead to more severe mistreatment. They would treat him like a stray dog, toying with him until they grew bored, then coldly casting him aside. At that point, his life or death would be inconsequential.

Lin Chen was still alive simply because he served as a target for their derision and abuse.

With these thoughts, his hatred and indignation grew. The flames of vengeance burned within him like the fires of the netherworld, threatening to ignite his very veins.

Thankfully, Lin Chen managed to hold onto a sliver of composure.