National Guardian's Gone and We're Done-Chapter 100: See? I Told You This Chu He Impostor Can’t Be Trusted
Even before getting out of the car,
Chu He had already released his Primordial Spirit Power, which erupted like a vast, misty wave, instantly blanketing the entire expansive canyon.
These White Bone Grass plants seemed to grow in a dense, tangled, and chaotic mess, but in reality, they all originated from a single Evil Spirit.
This Evil Spirit was hidden deep beneath the earth, still emitting strong life fluctuations,
and its power had already accumulated to an extremely profound level. It had to be at least an existence on par with the Black Pearl.
However, according to the goat-headed Evil Spirit, most Evil Spirits had not yet recovered to their peak state,
so Chu He couldn’t determine if the Evil Spirit beneath the earth
was truly comparable to the Black Pearl, or if it could reach the Curse Level once it regained its full power.
The most crucial point was that Chu He couldn’t be sure when this Evil Spirit would awaken.
But the blood spilled from human conflict was seeping into the ground and being slowly absorbed by the Evil Spirit,
which seemed to be accelerating its awakening.
However, Chu He didn’t tell Shang Yifei any of this.
"I understand," Shang Yifei said with a light nod.
"You’re not going?" Chu He asked.
"I’m not. I believe what you said. I won’t risk my life."
Shang Yifei’s reply was crisp and decisive, without a hint of hesitation.
"It seems you’re different from Qu Chengping and Yu Qianqian. You’ve already determined that I am the Chu He from the Great Xia Empire," Chu He said.
"Yes, Mr. Chu."
Shang Yifei gave a slight bow.
Now that Chu He had pierced through that thin veneer, Shang Yifei no longer needed to pretend, so she directly showed her respect for him.
"Why do you believe me when Yu Qianqian and Qu Chengping don’t?" Chu He asked.
"The main reason Yu Qianqian and Qu Chengping don’t believe you is that they don’t think they’d ever have the chance to meet the number one expert on Blue Star.
Another reason is that a person can look different on television than in real life.
But I concluded you are the Chu He from the Great Xia Empire because you are far too calm.
If you weren’t the Chu He from the Great Xia Empire, you shouldn’t be so composed while wandering the Black Continent Grassland alone.
Even though you said you were separated from your companions, you show no panic at all.
Second, when a stranger’s vehicle and Martial Artists stopped beside you and approached, you were also overly calm.
An ordinary person’s first reaction would be vigilance and caution, or even moving away from strangers for their own safety.
You must understand, out here on the Black Continent Grassland, if someone killed you, no one would ever know who did it."
Shang Yifei laid out her entire line of reasoning.
"You’re very sharp."
Chu He said appreciatively, "This world is becoming more and more unsafe.
I estimate it won’t be long before the entire Blue Star is plunged into a bizarre tide like this, and those future oddities will be tens, hundreds, or even thousands of times more terrifying than the ones we face now.
If you truly believe me, you should consider moving everyone important to you, along with all your current assets, to the Great Xia Empire.
Perhaps in the future, the Great Xia Empire will be the only safe haven on Blue Star."
"I understand. As soon as we leave the Black Continent Grassland, I will begin making the arrangements."
To Chu He’s surprise, Shang Yifei agreed decisively on the spot.
Chu He smiled again.
The Great Xia Empire’s greatest need right now was precisely this kind of talent.
People with strong drive who trusted him unconditionally.
Therefore, Chu He was happy to attract such people to the Great Xia Empire.
"AHH!"
A shrill, panicked scream suddenly rang out.
Chu He and Shang Yifei looked toward the source of the sound.
They saw a Sixth Grade Martial Artist whose palm had been pierced, blood flowing onto a stalk of White Bone Grass beneath his hand.
The torn palm was severely festering, and even the dripping blood was gradually turning black.
"Is this White Bone Grass poisonous?!"
The Sixth Grade Martial Artist’s expression was grim.
"Making such a fuss over picking a single blade of grass. What a low-class piece of trash. You should get the hell out of the Black Continent Grassland.
Otherwise, if you pick a few more stalks of White Bone Grass, you might just die here."
An Eighth Grade Martial Artist, holding a special bag full of White Bone Grass, saw the Sixth Grade Martial Artist’s miserable state and immediately began to mock him loudly.
The Sixth Grade Martial Artist, well aware of the other’s superior strength, could only swallow his anger and turn to walk away.
"Mr. Chu, is this the danger you were talking about?"
Shang Yifei asked curiously.
Before Chu He could answer, Yu Qianqian and Qu Chengping ran back, and Qu Chengping asked Shang Yifei, "What are you doing just standing here like an idiot?
Don’t you want to control that strange power and add a reliable safeguard for your family?"
"It’s dangerous here, a danger we can’t handle. That’s why I don’t recommend going in. Maybe we can wait out here and buy the White Bone Grass from the others after they’ve picked enough."
Shang Yifei offered her suggestion. Given the circumstances, this was perhaps the safest course of action.
"Those guys will definitely rip us off.
The White Bone Grass is right there for the taking. Why spend a fortune to buy it?
We have money, sure, but we can’t just waste it like idiots."
Qu Chengping couldn’t understand it at all, and he shot Chu He an annoyed look.
’Ever since Chu He showed up, my crush, Yu Qianqian, has been paying attention to him, whether intentionally or not. And Shang Yifei has become a different person, putting so much importance on him.’
"Because Mr. Chu said it’s dangerous here," Shang Yifei said.
"You actually believe him?" Qu Chengping pointed a finger at Chu He, staring at Shang Yifei in disbelief.
They were strangers who had met by chance at best; she didn’t even know him.
"Yes, I trust him completely."
Now that Shang Yifei had confirmed Chu He’s identity, her faith in him was naturally unshakable.
They had considered hiring an Emperor Realm expert for protection on their way here,
but Emperor Realm experts couldn’t be hired so easily with money. An expert of that level certainly wasn’t short on cash.
"Everyone is busy scrambling for White Bone Grass, whether for their own benefit or to get rich,
If you listen to him, we’ll just have to stand by like fools and get gouged by everyone else. That’s no way to spend money, even if we have it."
This time, Qu Chengping was genuinely angry.
"Uncle Dog, is the canyon ahead really dangerous?" Yu Qianqian asked cautiously.
"The danger might be the Martial Artists digging for White Bone Grass everywhere. Some of them are so strong that even I’d be wary of them. But the canyon itself probably isn’t dangerous."
Uncle Dog hesitated for a moment before giving his personal opinion based on his observations.
"See? I told you not to trust this guy pretending to be Chu He!"
Qu Chengping said, clapping his hands together.
Just then, another scream echoed out.
The person screaming was none other than the Eighth Grade Martial Artist who had been mocking the other man earlier.
He was now bent over, a large pool of blood gathering in front of him, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
