Chương 137: The Eldest Senior Brother of Falling Emperor Mountain (Two)

Su Chen let out a long sigh. He was the eldest senior brother of Falling Emperor Mountain. The foremost prodigy of the Azure Nether Dao Domain. Was he truly going to submit to a woman? No! Su Chen slowly rose from the lotus platform.

"The Purple Firmament Dao Sect? You think I'll avoid their edge? Fourth Junior Brother, come with me to the Purple Firmament Dao Sect. I'd like to see exactly what game they're playing!" The wind and clouds shifted abruptly. A hidden sharp sword pierced the sky, its resonant hum stirring every being on Falling Emperor Mountain into sympathy. In the corner of the lotus platform, the black little loach opened its sleepy eyes. Its two whiskers twitched. It yawned lazily.

"Little Chen's sword dao has improved again. Truly worthy of the Innate Supreme Sword Physique. In that era overflowing with monsters, he would still have stood among the top." Ji Changkong heard Su Chen say he would bring him along and immediately shook his head frantically.

"Cough, cough, Eldest Senior Brother, there's really no need for that! I have complete faith in your strength. A mere Purple Firmament Dao Sect is no match for you at all!" Su Chen reached out and grabbed him by the collar. Ji Changkong's face turned ashen with despair. The black little loach vaguely sensed something wrong. It was prepared to leap from the lotus platform into the pond and flee. A hand caught it firmly by the tail.

"Senior Long Qiu, you should come along to the Purple Firmament Dao Sect as well." The black little loach looked utterly defeated. With one person and one beast in tow, Su Chen tore open space and departed for the Purple Firmament Dao Sect. Deep in the valley of Falling Emperor Mountain, an old man in hemp robes leaned leisurely against the bamboo pavilion railing. He watched the black spatial rift slowly close.

"Little Chen… all things are fated. Not even half a point is up to man. This day was always coming. It's not that your master doesn't want to help you." The old man shook his head.... Purple Firmament Dao Sect—one of the ten most powerful orthodoxies in the Azure Nether Dao Domain. In a distant era, it had once given birth to a Great Emperor. Though time had passed, its inheritance endured unbroken. Stolen story; please report.

In just a few days, Su Chen arrived from Falling Emperor Mountain at the Purple Firmament Dao Sect.

"Falling Emperor Mountain, Nangong Chen, has come upon an invitation to pay respects." Su Chen stood in the void. His white robes fluttered gently. His bearing was divine and jade-like. Three thousand strands of hair cascaded like a waterfall, shimmering with starlight as though a river of galaxies flowed through them. He resembled an immortal descended to the mortal world—noble beyond words.

"Nangong Chen… It's Nangong Chen from Falling Emperor Mountain. He actually dared come to our Purple Firmament Dao Sect!"

"That's the man who humiliated Sacred Maiden Lin! Damn scoundrel!"

"Let's all go! Today, we must demand justice for Sacred Maiden Lin!"

"..." The Purple Firmament Dao Sect erupted into a frenzy. Rainbow lights streaked across the sky above the sect. The younger generation of the Purple Firmament Dao Sect seethed with righteous indignation. From within the sect came a light, ethereal voice.

"Everyone, stand down. Let Nangong Chen enter." Under countless gazes sharp enough to cut him into pieces, Su Chen carried Ji Changkong in one hand and Long Qiu in the other, stepping calmly into the Purple Firmament Dao Sect. Inside the sect grounds, a woman clad in a crescent-moon daoist robe appeared before him. Her sleeves fluttered as though she might drift away on the wind at any moment. Her ink-black hair cascaded like a waterfall, loosely secured by a single hairpin.

Stray strands framed her snow-white cheeks. Her skin was so fine it seemed it might shatter at the slightest touch—an immortal untouched by the dust of the mortal world. Nearby, a young girl in martial attire was bound to a stone pillar. Yet there was no trace of panic on her face. When she saw Su Chen arrive, her small nose wrinkled slightly, and the corners of her eyes curved upward into crescent moons.

"Eldest Senior Brother, I knew you wouldn't abandon me." Standing around them were numerous proud prodigies of the Purple Firmament Dao Palace, each radiating an extraordinary presence.

"Little Junior Sister, don't forget about me too!" Ji Changkong hurriedly tried to make his presence known. Su Chen released his grip. Caught off guard, Ji Changkong kissed the ground intimately. Long Qiu watched with malicious glee—only to find Su Chen had let go of him as well.

"Ow—Little Chen, can't you show a little respect to this old dragon?" Long Qiu extended a claw to rub his aching back, inwardly grumbling that the younger generation really had no manners toward him anymore. When Lin Wantang saw Su Chen arrive, a faint ripple finally stirred in her usually still-as-water eyes. Su Chen smiled lightly.

"Congratulations, Sacred Maiden Lin, on breaking through to the Nirvana realm." Lin Wantang did not reply. She simply stared at him until even Su Chen's scalp began to tingle. No matter how many lifetimes passed, women remained terrifying creatures. One of the powerful prodigies of the Purple Firmament Dao Sect finally spoke.

"Nangong Chen, the world calls you the number one prodigy of the Azure Nether Dao Domain in ten thousand years. I, Chu Hao, challenge you! Whether you truly deserve that title has yet to be acknowledged by me!" Su Chen glanced at the self-proclaimed Chu Hao, expression indifferent and utterly calm.

"Chu Hao? My apologies. I've never heard of you." Chu Hao's eyes flashed with purple runes. In the next moment, a colossal figure materialized behind him.

"Today, you will remember the name Chu Hao!" Facing the suddenly transformed Chu Hao blocking his path, Su Chen casually flicked his wrist. A palm as white and flawless as jade swept outward. Chu Hao was slapped away like a fly, turning into a streak of light that vanished into the distance.

"Thunder Physique. Slapping it really does give a numbing tingle." Su Chen muttered to himself, completely nonchalant. The prodigies of the Purple Firmament Dao Sect paled instantly. Chu Hao ranked among the top talents in their sect. Yet now he had been swatted aside as casually as one might swat an insect. Could the legendary Nangong Chen truly be this powerful?