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This terrifying gap in cultivation almost robbed him of the courage to speak.

"Chen Family."

Chen Qiu looked calmly at the frail-looking old man in front of him and, after pausing for a long while to confirm that there was indeed no such power in his memory, he spoke softly, "I heard from my disciple that you have a grudge against me, which is why you laid your hands on him."

"I'm a rather reasonable person. I'm quite curious; where exactly did our conflict arise? Can you clarify?"

He was genuinely curious.

Given the strength of this family, at best they were at the Early Stage of Divinity Transformation. Even during that grand sweep they made when they left the Xuantian Continent, they didn't bother with this power—it was too insignificant to catch their eye. Under such circumstances, where could a grievance come from?

"I..."

The Chen Family Ancestor, standing in mid-air, was trembling so hard he didn't know how to respond. The youth standing behind Chen Qiu was the one he had personally captured; it was a one-sided hatred.

Their Chen Family had fostered a Heavenly Pride.

Planning to use this Heavenly Pride to step into the central region and establish a rooted presence there, their family's Heavenly Pride was unlucky enough to emerge at the same time as Chen Qiu, whose brilliance overshadowed almost everyone. No matter how hard they tried, they seemed inconsequential in comparison to Chen Qiu from the past.

Over time, their Heavenly Pride harbored a deep resentment towards Chen Qiu, but knowing their own limitations, they certainly didn't dare to strike him outright, but—

It wasn't until after Chen Qiu went to the Vast Continent that the Xuantian Continent finally regained peace.

Their Heavenly Pride also recovered his fighting spirit, preparing to make a name for himself in this era.

However, at that moment, a young Sword Cultivator who claimed to be a closed disciple of Chen Qiu appeared, leveraging his fearlessly aggressive combat style and Chen Qiu's fame, earning respect in any power he visited, quickly making a name for himself.

This person was none other than the Seventh Prince.

The limelight of the Chen Family's Heavenly Pride was once again overshadowed.

This time he truly couldn't endure it any longer!

It was bad enough tolerating Chen Qiu, but for a mere Nascent Soul ant to dare to spring up, if the "Chen Family" didn't exert its might, they might as well be treated like a sick cat. Adding new hatred to old grudges, the Chen Family made a move against the Seventh Prince.

Capturing him, they imprisoned him in a dungeon, not in a hurry to kill him but slowly torturing him to vent their deep-seated hatred.

Despite having taken away all the Storage Rings on the Seventh Prince's body on the day of his capture, they had no idea how he managed to contact Chen Qiu.

Of course, these were not things he could just admit.

Just as the Chen Family Ancestor was about to stammer out an excuse with a pale and embarrassed face,

"Chen Qiu!"

A roar suddenly echoed across the mountaintop!

At this moment, under the overwhelming pressure, the Chen family disciples were lying prostrate on the ground, unable to move; even their breathing had become extremely difficult. Only a young man in a sword robe struggled painfully to stand up under the pressure.

His legs were creaking under the pressure,

seemingly on the verge of shattering.

The roar had come from this young man's mouth. At this moment, the man, wielding a longsword, stood in the center of the plaza, his face ferocious as he pointed his sword at Chen Qiu and shouted, "Let he who commits the offense take the punishment!"

"I, surnamed Chen and named Pingde, shall not change my name or seat. It was I who captured your disciple. Since you are here, I accept the consequences. You can take my life, but these people by my side are innocent. Let them leave, I will shoulder the responsibility for this matter alone!"

"To put it bluntly—"

"I just can't stand you. Despite also being a Heavenly Pride, why should you be the only one to outshine everyone? It's as if you are the sole Heavenly Pride in the whole world. We're already countless times stronger than the average person; why do we still have to be your foil?"

"I refuse to accept this!"

His words trailed off.

The Chen Family Ancestor, floating in mid-air, looked down at the finest disciple of his family with a complex expression, his voice hoarse as he said, "Chen Qiu, since your disciple is still alive, let's exchange the life of my Chen Family's Heavenly Pride for his to apologize. How about that?"

The cold wind was biting.

At dusk,

The Chen Family's Heavenly Pride stood alone in the center of the plaza, looking up at Chen Qiu overhead, his face twisted with resolve, ready to face death.

...

"..."

Chen Qiu, standing aloft with one hand behind his back, looked down at the young man below, remaining silent without a word.

He could tell that the young man was truly prepared to face death and even seemed to relish this moment. He could somewhat guess the kind of narrative the young man had concocted in his own mind.

Affirmation and regret from the elders, shock and helplessness from peers.

Under these emotions,

even in the face of death, the young man's heart was exhilarated beyond measure.

A typical dramatic personality, which was also the kind prone to holding grudges when overshadowed by others.

However...

Chen Qiu suddenly chuckled, looking down at the resolved face below, and spoke softly, "This is the first time I've taken up a cause for someone else's sake; you should give me some face. Just dying one person would be such a loss of face if word got out."

The next moment—

"Boom."

One of the Chen Family disciples on the plaza who were oppressed to the ground burst into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air.

The disparity in Cultivation Realm was too great.

He didn't even need to lift a finger.

Merely by intensifying the pressure on a particular person, that person would explode into a cloud of blood, their Divine Soul extinguished, without even the chance to go to the underworld.