Urban Cultivation with a Demonic System-Chapter 149 - 148: Chen Sir, Isn’t This a Bit Too Ruthless?
After receiving the news, Chen Xian immediately set off toward the highway on the outskirts of the city.
However, he did not approach Su Yuan directly; instead, he walked and waited, awaiting the latest information from the manager of the Water Army store.
He wanted to ensure all the students except for Su Yuan had left before showing himself, to avoid alerting his target.
The manager did not keep him waiting long; just thirty minutes later, he called again.
The students of the Special Advancement Class had all left by now.
Chen Xian, who was already lingering nearby the city’s outskirts, immediately urged his flying sword forward, reaching the location provided by the manager in less than a minute.
It was a small forest with lush vegetation, situated beside the highway.
When Chen Xian arrived, he happened to see Su Yuan standing alone, staring at the dense stream of cars on the highway, lost in thought.
Out of caution, Chen Xian personally scouted the grove inside and out.
Not only did he inspect with the naked eye, but he also used his Spiritual Net Sensing Treasure to scan the surroundings, ensuring Su Yuan hadn’t installed any alert devices or live-streaming equipment.
Confirming that no one else was present and there were no ambushes, Chen Xian finally relaxed completely.
He chuckled and shook his head, believing he was overly paranoid.
The plan to deal with Su Yuan was flawless from start to finish. The latter might not even recognize him, so how could he possibly set up an ambush in advance?
He put away his flying sword, boldly walked out from behind Su Yuan, and said lightly:
"The night is pleasant, and the scenery is nice. Would Junior Su Yuan like to sit and talk about the Dao with me?"
Hearing the voice, Su Yuan turned around, looking surprised:
"You... Are you Senior Chen Xian?"
"It’s so late; why would Senior Chen Xian come to such a remote place? Could it be that you’re here specifically for me?"
Chen Xian’s lips slightly curled up; it seemed his title as the top scorer in the previous college entrance examination was still quite impressive.
Before he could answer, Su Yuan eagerly stepped forward, full of excitement, and said:
"Senior Chen Xian, I’m a fan of yours! Can you sign an autograph for me?"
Chen Xian: "..."
Why this inexplicable feeling of guilt?
But thinking of how Chen Nuoyi kept circling Su Yuan all day, being so intimate with the latter, the guilt in his heart disappeared instantly.
The warm expression he put on also turned cold in an instant.
"Su Yuan, you are indeed a good talent, but it’s a pity you don’t know your place."
Chen Xian stood with his hands behind his back, speaking with proud indifference:
"Daring to meddle with Chen Nuoyi is going against me. Today, I’ll make you understand the consequences of offending me."
As Chen Xian expected, upon hearing this, Su Yuan was startled at first, then quickly retreated with vigilance.
He also held the Chi Yuan Sword, which had been strapped across his back, in his hand.
"Don’t think you can escape relying on the advantage of your flying sword."
"Though your sword was gifted by Master Taibai, how much of its power can a mere Junior Cultivator at the Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer like you actually wield?"
"If you dare to run, I can bring you down in less than a second."
Chen Xian spoke at a steady pace, pressing toward Su Yuan while emitting an oppressive aura.
It seemed his words worked, and Su Yuan temporarily gave up on escaping, asking with caution:
"Senior Chen Xian, you’ve pinpointed my location so accurately. You’ve been planning to deal with me for a while, haven’t you?"
"What exactly do you want to do? Do you intend to hurt or cripple me? If that’s the case, no matter how you cover it up, you will surely be brought to justice!"
"We can sit down and talk this through; there’s no need to escalate it to that extent."
Chen Xian chuckled lightly:
"A commoner is indeed a commoner. Even the way of thinking is so impoverished, only knowing bravado and brawn."
"Rest assured, I’m not here to hurt you; crippling you only keeps you down for how long? A few days’ recovery and you’re back."
"What I plan to do is simply to completely cut off your future."
Saying this, Chen Xian flipped his hand and took out a pen from his Storage Magical Treasure.
A pen with a tip composed of several steel needles, coated with paint.
Seeing the pen, Su Yuan’s pupils shrank sharply, almost disbelieving, blurting out:
"Tattoo needles! How do you have such a sinister magical treasure!"
"Chen Xian, you wouldn’t dare... there’s no need to go this far!"
Chen Xian laughed coldly, holding the tattoo needle as he walked slowly towards Su Yuan, speaking viciously:
"Blame yourself for this; you brought it all on yourself!"
"Who told you to have such high talent? If you enter the Top Ten Preparatory Classes, your future will be bright, rising through the ranks effortlessly. Who can suppress you then?"
"Even the Chen Family would order me not to touch you!"
"So why not take advantage of this moment, before you fully grow, and leave an eternal mark on you!"
"For this moment, I went to the black market to buy the Demon Dao tattoo needle and spent dearly to purchase tattoo ink that never fades."
"Once you have a tattoo, forget about postgraduate exams or public service exams. Even passing the Preparatory Class assessments will see displeasure from mentors, greatly increasing your chance of being eliminated."
Seeing the shock in Su Yuan’s eyes, Chen Xian’s eyes turned blood red, a strange excitement arising in his demeanor.
Whether it was the thrill of avenging the theft of his beloved or the satisfaction of personally destroying a genius so vastly outstripping him in talent and opportunity.
"Ah! Don’t come closer! If you take one more step, I’ll scream!"
Faced with Chen Xian’s relentless pressure, Su Yuan was almost at a dead end, one foot nearly over the highway line, with nowhere else to retreat.
Like a helpless girl cornered by a villain, he could only make a last and feeble struggle.
"Go ahead and scream! With the noise from the hundred-ton trucks, no one will respond even if you scream till your voice breaks!"
Chen Xian grew even more excited.
But this over-excitement and the cover of night made him overlook the fact that Su Yuan’s anxious expression and tone also carried a strong sense of performance.
In the next instant, Chen Xian darted forward like a gust of wind, crossing the final distance to Su Yuan, and viciously stabbed with the tattoo needle.
Finally, it was only upon closing the distance with Su Yuan did Chen Xian notice, who knows when, that Su Yuan’s lips had curved into an eerie smile.
"No, this isn’t right... something’s wrong!"
Chen Xian was no fool. Especially after cultivating the Secret Technique of the Observing Heaven Pavilion, his ability to predict crises was much better than ordinary people.
A heavy sense of crisis weighed on his heart.
But he couldn’t figure out what exactly was wrong.
Was it the hundred-ton king, the thousand-ton king on the highway?
He was wary of these trucks, knowing that during the refining of his Undying Sword Body, Su Yuan could already move freely across the busy highway.
Therefore, he was ever on guard for Su Yuan’s escape onto the highway.
Even now, he and Su Yuan remained off the highway.
If he didn’t approach the hundred-ton king, could it possibly come to him instead?
Chen Xian found the emergence of this crisis feeling somewhat absurd.
Yet the next moment, an improbable scene unfolded right before his eyes!
A hundred-ton king, driving near the highway’s edge, suddenly lost control and hurtled off the road, crashing directly toward him at the roadside!
Chen Xian: "???"
