Chapter 163: You Took Junior Disciple’s Treasure Again

Dumped While Cultivating Immortality in Old Age—Now That I’m Dead, System, You Finally Show Up? With a single stroke, the landscape is brought to life. 2585 words 2026-03-30 02:45:41

He entered the shop.

At a glance, there were seven treasures in total.

They looked battered and decrepit, their surfaces buried beneath thick layers of dust. Yet Chu Feng could tell immediately that every one of the seven treasures was at the level of a Tribulation Heavenly Lord.

Naturally, not a single one of them caught his eye.

After sweeping his gaze over them, he was about to leave when a young man walked in.

The moment the young man stepped into the junk shop, the system began issuing frantic alerts.

【Beep, beep, beep! A Child of Fortune has been detected: Chen Changsheng. Fortune value: 980,000. He is an ultimate Child of Fortune.】

Another Child of Fortune.

Should he kill him with a single strike?

Chu Feng turned around and looked over.

【Child of Fortune: Chen Changsheng.】

【Age: 120.】

【Cultivation: Late Golden Core Realm.】

【Physique: Pojun Divine Body.】

【Background: Eldest disciple of the Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect and a genius of the sword path.】

【Life experience: This time, he purchases the Kong Sang Immortal Sword, an immortal sword at the level of a Tribulation Heavenly Lord, from the junk shop. After returning to his sect, his junior apprentice brother takes a fancy to it and falsely accuses him of stealing the sword. His three junior sisters also stand up and testify that they personally witnessed him stealing his junior brother’s immortal sword. His master listens only to one side and, believing the accusation, beats him to death on the spot, granting him the chance to be reborn.】

【The host need only prove his innocence, punish those who harmed him, and seize his chance at rebirth to obtain one Rebirth Fragment.】

Another Rebirth Fragment.

That made two now, right?

There was no need to kill him.

He could obtain the system’s reward without doing so.

This mission was worth taking.

In the meantime, Chen Changsheng had already taken a liking to the Kong Sang Immortal Sword. He carried it over to the old man and asked for the price.

Without even raising his head, the old man held up one finger.

Chen Changsheng paused slightly. “One pound of divine source?”

The old man calmly replied, “Then one pound of divine source it is.”

Chen Changsheng immediately took out a pound of divine source and handed it over. “Thank you, Senior.”

The old man instantly realized what had happened. “You crafty little brat! You saw that this sword was extraordinary. A dignified immortal sword at the level of a Tribulation Heavenly Lord, and you bought it for one pound of divine source. You really know how to profit and still act innocent.”

“Hehe.” Chen Changsheng smiled. “Didn’t you write at the entrance that treasures await those destined to obtain them?”

“Aren’t I precisely the person destined to obtain it?”

“How interesting.” The old man threw back his head and laughed.

“Then this junior shall take his leave.”

“Get lost,” the old man said irritably.

Chen Changsheng bowed deeply to the old man before turning to leave. The moment he stepped out of the junk shop, Chu Feng caught up and stopped him.

“Brother, wait.”

“Why don’t we make a wager?” Chu Feng said.

Chen Changsheng was bewildered by Chu Feng’s sudden appearance. He looked at him warily. “What do you mean?”

Chu Feng smiled. “I wager that once you return to your sect, there’s a good chance you won’t be able to keep this immortal sword.”

Chen Changsheng’s heart tightened at once.

Thinking of everything he had encountered recently, his expression became somewhat unnatural.

However, he quickly recovered and said coldly, “Fellow Daoist, do we know each other?”

“No.” Chu Feng shook his head. “But we do now.”

“Come on. I’ll accompany you back to your sect and complete my mission while I’m at it. Don’t mind me. Oh, right—I’m Chu Feng. Your name is Chen Changsheng, isn’t it?”

The wariness in Chen Changsheng’s heart deepened.

Who approached someone out of the blue to make a wager, then insisted on following him?

He must be insane.

However, Chu Feng gave him no chance to react. He lightly patted Chen Changsheng on the shoulder and said, “Let’s go.”

Chen Changsheng hurriedly took a step back and became even more guarded. “You have mistaken me for someone else. My name isn’t Chen Changsheng.”

With that, he quickly widened the distance between them and vanished into the crowd.

Chu Feng was left speechless.

He did not follow.

He also realized that he had acted too rashly. As his strength had grown—and especially after suppressing the Ji family’s imperial clan for his own purposes—he had become somewhat carried away.

Indeed, they had never met before. It was only natural for Chen Changsheng to be wary when he approached him so abruptly.

He had originally planned to get acquainted with him and travel together to the Cloud Soaring Sword Sect. Now, he would simply follow from a distance.

……

The Cloud Soaring Sword Sect.

Upon returning to the sect, Chen Changsheng immediately took out the Kong Sang Immortal Sword.

He infused it with a stream of magical power.

The ancient, rust-covered sword finally revealed its true form. A mighty sword intent swept outward, resembling a destructive wave capable of annihilating the world, and spread throughout the entire Cloud Soaring Sword Sect.

In a luxurious courtyard not far from Chen Changsheng’s cave dwelling, a handsome young man with an air of elegance and a hint of roguishness was the first to be startled.

He looked toward the direction from which the sword intent was spreading.

“That’s Chen Changsheng’s cave dwelling. Could it be that he obtained some kind of treasure?”

Suspicion arose in his heart.

He Yunsheng’s eyes immediately lit up, and he hurried toward Chen Changsheng’s cave dwelling.

Upon arriving, he saw the Kong Sang Immortal Sword before Chen Changsheng. Its sharp sword intent, the unique radiance of an immortal sword, and its threatening sword aura all proved that it was extraordinary.

He wanted this sword.

Just then, several figures descended from the sky.

They were none other than his three senior sisters: his second senior sister, Zhu Linger; his third senior sister, Li Lili; and his fourth senior sister, Lin Leilei.

An idea instantly occurred to him. The corners of his lips lifted slightly before he quickly replaced his expression with one of grievance.

The three senior sisters had happened to see that expression as they arrived. Without paying any attention to Chen Changsheng’s condition, they immediately asked with concern, “Little Junior Brother, what happened? Who bullied you?”

He Yunsheng put on an awkward expression. “Second Senior Sister, Third Senior Sister, Fourth Senior Sister, why have you come?”

Zhu Linger asked, “Little Junior Brother, you still haven’t told me who bullied you.”

He Yunsheng shook his head. “Forget it. Since Eldest Senior Brother likes it, let him have it. It might help improve his strength.”

Zhu Linger frowned. “What did you say? Eldest Senior Brother likes it? Did he steal another treasure from you? Is that immortal sword in front of him yours?”

He Yunsheng was delighted inside.

But he continued shaking his head. “Second Senior Sister, let it go.”

The three women instantly flew into a rage. They paid no heed to the fact that Chen Changsheng was refining the immortal sword and had reached the most critical moment, when he could not afford the slightest disturbance. They launched a furious attack against the barrier formed by the array around him.

After all, this was the Cloud Soaring Sword Sect, and Chen Changsheng had only set up a simple defensive array.

Under their attack, the array collapsed on the spot. Chen Changsheng’s refinement of the immortal sword was abruptly interrupted. His mind shook violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The immortal sword hovering in the air also fell to the ground.

Who was it?

Who had interrupted him while he was refining the immortal sword?

For no apparent reason, a trace of anger rose within Chen Changsheng.

He looked up and saw Zhu Linger, He Yunsheng, and the others. Before he could speak, however, Zhu Linger’s furious voice rang out.

“Chen Changsheng, you’ve gone too far! You actually stole Little Junior Brother’s treasure again. Are you even human?”