TDCM Chapter 3 - Let’s Shake Hands and Make Up

If he had even a sliver of power left, he would not just sit here and wait for death. But now… he suddenly relaxed and opened his eyes, staring at the black cloud in the sky. He smiled.

“If you want to kill me, then so be it.”

Yuan Chu’s heart trembled. How deep a hatred and how much pain and suffering did it take for a ten-year-old to expose this kind of smile?

She hesitated for a second but in the end still hardened her heart.

“Then pardon me!”

With this, a snowy-white frost sword split across the air, aiming right at Ye Chenyuan's neck. Ye Chenyuan wasn't afraid at all. His eyes were calm as he watched the sword fly at him, filled with killing intent.

Rain rolled off his face. Under the dark thundercloud, he stood amidst the corpses in the broken-down courtyard. He was like a heavily damaged divine weapon. Even being trampled in the mud did not take away from his lofty and unyielding character.

Yuan Chu was very clear that Ye Chenyuan was already an arrow in flight. That is, as long as she hardened her heart now, this man who shook the lands would namelessly die in this pouring rain.

The blade held enough power to defeat ten thousand troops, and it was aimed at Ye Chenyuan's vital spot. When the blade point was just half a centimeter away, the sword suddenly stopped.

The sword energy pierced through his skin, and a line of blood flowed down from his neck, but he didn't worry about these things. Instead, he stared at the sky in surprise. He didn't understand why it stopped.

He was very clear on the worth if the Sky Pearl. Not to mention nascent souls, even a monk of Mahayana would not be able to ward off its allure. If this cultivator knew of its existence, then he would not let him off.

A fierce internal war waged in Yuan Chu's heart.

She didn't know why she stopped. Seeing the boy staring deeply in her direction, she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, swinging the sword once more.

Killing him and taking the Sky Pearl, wasn't that what she always wanted to do?

The frost sword finally cut into the boy's neck. Blood immediately gushed out of the wound. Here, the sword stopped again!

Ye Chenyuan groaned, and more blood flowed down his neck… If it cut any deeper, he would die!

His heart rate involuntarily sped up. Being in the face of death tormented his nerves. He couldn't help but hold his breath, not daring to move a single millimeter.  

He could feel the nascent soul's hesitation. What could she be hesitating for? He no longer had the power to resist yet possessed a godly treasure. What was there to hesitate for?

The air was tense because of the previous massacre. For a long time, or maybe it was just a moment, Yuan Chu manipulated the sword. She tried to stab through many more times but couldn't. It was like there was a shield obstructing her, keeping her from killing him!

In the next second, the sword flew backward about ten meters, firmly thrusting into the wall. The entire wall collapsed with a rumble as if a certain someone was venting her emotions.

Ye Chenyuan held his neck and stood up with difficulty. The blood flowing out of the hole in his neck proved that what just happened was not a dream. He nearly died in the hands of a nascent soul whose face he'd never even seen before.

Yuan Chu told herself she definitely hasn't become soft-hearted. After all, what she was most proud of was her willpower.

Only she remembered, remembered that… although she knew where all of Ye Chenyuan's fortuitous encounters happened, she needed him to unfold them.

At the thought that after he died, many fortuitous encounters would be lost, she felt an unbearable distress in her heart.  

Also, what if after she killed Ye Chenyuan, another Li Chenyuan or a Zhang Chenyuan appeared? Since it was like this, she may as well change her line of thought...

For example, what about working with the male lead? So everybody wins?

After a wave of nervous and complicated emotions rose and fell in her, she finally used a very weak and very defeated voice to say.

“... Hey… why don't we shake hands and make up.”

Ye Chenyuan frowned. He didn't understand what this honorable sir was trying to do. Wasn't she planning on killing him for the treasure?

Seeing that he didn't say anything, she puffed up her cheeks and unwillingly said.

“... Let's let bygones be bygones. Humph! This Lord is magnanimous and has decided to let you off! I'll ask you, do… you want to become my disciple?”

Disciple?!

Ye Chenyuan never thought that a nascent soul would be willing to accept him as their disciple.

But why did this person try to murder him for his treasure a moment ago? He stayed cautious as he covered his throat and hoarsely asked, “Why?”

Yuan Chu retrieved her sword and indignantly replied.

“Is it not enough that I was impressed by your overbearing aura?! Hurry up and tell me if you're willing. If you are, then kneel and pay respects to your master! I will protect you before you're strong, and after you're strong you'll protect me. Any treasures we discover will be split three to seven… If you don't agree... I'll kill you! I'm serious!”

Ye Chenyuan suddenly relaxed and wanted to laugh for some reason. Right now, his dantian was destroyed and it would be extremely difficult for him to advance, while this cultivator was already a nascent soul. How would there ever be a day where he could protect her? And even if there was, he was afraid she wouldn't need him anymore at that point.

So… did he encounter an old child? He didn't know why, but although she had clearly wanted to kill him and knew his greatest secret, he wasn't afraid of her at all. Instead… he felt a strange feeling of intimacy.

But he refused.

“... I'm honored by honorable sir holding me in such high regard.” He said with difficulty as he covered his throat, “But I can no longer cultivate. I'm afraid… I can't become your disciple.”

Only know did Yuan Chu recall the issue of the complete loss of the male lead’s cultivation. This him couldn't even enter the gates of Spirit Mountain, not to mention become her disciple.

Her frown deepened for a moment and then immediately relaxed.

What was there to be afraid of? Ye Chenyuan was the male lead! Even if his dantian was destroyed a hundred times, there would be a way to fix it.

So she didn't have an ounce of fear as she asked.

“Isn't it just a little dantian? Tell me what you need. No matter what it is, I'll get it for you!”

One needed to know that the male lead was very well learned. He was definitely the right person to ask.

Ye Chenyuan nodded and smiled bitterly. “All the medicines needed to repair a dantian… are rarely seen treasures of heaven and earth…”

“If they're treasures of heaven and earth, then that makes everything easier!” Yuan Chu interrupted him. She promised, patting her chest, “I know a place filled to the brim with treasures of heaven and earth. Now what do you say, do you want to pay respects to your master?”

Ye Chenyuan was filled with shock at her words. He wasn't an ordinary child. Ever since he was little, he read a wide variety of books and experienced many worldly affairs. He knew how valuable the things called treasures of heaven and earth were. Even if she was a nascent soul, she might not have many. Yet she vowed so solemnly that she had many. Could she be scheming something?

In just a single moment, a flurry of thoughts flew through Ye Chenyuan's head. In the end, he laughed bitterly.

He was a waste now and she knew he possessed the divine tool the Sky Pearl, but she didn't kill him for it. What more did he have to think about?

With this thought, he let out a breath. He could no longer stay standing and took the opportunity to kneel, kowtowing heavily on the ground.

“Disciple greets master!”

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