CHAPTER 70: 61, APOLOGIZE_3

Chen Ji fell silent for a moment, "The sun I chose is quite near. You may not realize it, but the sun is also a star."

Xuanyuan was taken aback for a long while, "The sun... you actually chose the sun? Once you picked the brightest star in the sky but didn’t cherish it. Now you’ve taken another..."

"Hmm?"

Upon Qingshan, the majestic breeze fluttered the banners, and Xuanyuan stood atop the cliff, unbudging as if transformed into a statue.

Chen Ji earnestly asked, "I borrowed the fire of the sun and cultivated my first strand of Sword Qi. But the power of the Sword Qi is very weak, and it’s gone after I use it. The sword I saw you wielding on the battlefield moved like a shuttle, fierce and unstoppable, how can I forge a sword like that?"

Xuanyuan suddenly said, "You should go back. I don’t want to teach anymore."

Chen Ji looked up in astonishment, "Just like that, you refuse to teach!? People should keep their word, right? Two hours ago, you said you could teach. Now two hours later, you’re refusing. Isn’t that a bit rash?"

"Say whatever you want. I just won’t teach," Xuanyuan picked up the Royal Banner and walked down the mountain, "And don’t come back again in the future."

Chen Ji was desperate; he followed behind Xuanyuan, all the way down the mountain.

Xuanyuan crossed more than ten yards in a single step, as if walking on flat ground, while Chen Ji could only navigate the small mountain paths, tumbling and chasing after him.

Luckily, he was without injury or illness in this dream realm, otherwise just running down the mountain would have hurt to death.

"Hey, slow down. Let’s discuss this," Chen Ji shouted, "Why won’t you teach? Is it because I chose the wrong place to nurture the sword seed or is it because of our past grudges?"

"You need not know," Xuanyuan said while walking, "You and I are enemies. I don’t want to teach my enemy."

Chen Ji hurriedly said, "Although I’m really not the person you knew... but observing your handsome and upright stature, I believe whatever grudge you have with him must be his fault. If he did something inappropriate, let me apologize to you on his behalf."

Xuanyuan suddenly turned around at the base of the mountain, his face calm as he looked at Chen Ji, "?"

He was stunned, incredulous, "You’re apologizing to me? Just like that, an apology?"

Chen Ji nodded, "Very sincerely."

Xuanyuan burst into laughter, "Did you hear that? He apologized to me! He actually apologized!"

Chen Ji: "..."

"So, you really want to learn the Sword Seed Path?" Xuanyuan asked seriously.

"I do."

"Fine," Xuanyuan waved his hand.

But then the frozen battlefield came to life, and a burly soldier emerged from within the formation, wielding a long spear, kneeling on one knee, "My King, what calls for my summon?"

Xuanyuan pointed at Chen Ji, "Kill him."

After speaking, he looked at Chen Ji again, "I won’t take advantage of you. His realm has been lowered, just slightly above yours now. Beat him, and I’ll teach you."

"Eh?" Chen Ji watched the burly man swing the spear, the huge bronze spear creating a whistling wind in the air, making his eardrums ache!

Hiss!

Chen Ji gasped, waking up from the bamboo lounge.

He had not yet come to his senses when he was already slain by the Giant Spearman, the pain was so real it seemed as if everything had not been a dream but that he had truly died once.

Was Xuanyuan taking this chance for revenge?

At this time, Bai Li was still cooking in the kitchen, and the Princely Heir was sitting by the bamboo lounge, cracking seeds. Seeing Chen Ji wake up with a start, he asked curiously, "What, had a nightmare?"

Chen Ji shook his head, "It’s nothing."

After speaking, he once again gathered Molten Flow, quickly plunging into the dark sea of clouds and landing atop Qingshan.

However, this time the Giant Spearman was already waiting there. Before he could react, he was pierced through the heart by the bronze spear.

Xuanyuan mocked, "Have you forgotten even the intent to fight? All warfare in this world is deceitful; give your all. If you’ve forgotten your fighting spirit, what’s the use of learning my Sword Seed Path?"

Yet, Chen Ji, letting the fresh blood spray from his mouth, turned to look at Xuanyuan smiling, "Again!"

"Hmm?" Xuanyuan raised an eyebrow, a light shining in his eyes.

The next moment, Chen Ji calmly opened his eyes on the bamboo lounge, then closed them again, returning to the battlefield.

He crouched low as he plummeted into the dark sea of clouds, dodging the whistling wind overhead. The Iron Halberd slashed overhead but missed.

Chen Ji then picked up a piece of rock from the ground, holding it in his hand, and as the bronze spear lost its momentum, he lunged at the Giant Spearman.

As he approached, he saw the Giant Spearman suddenly let go of the bronze spear and drew a bronze short knife from his waist, stabbing at him.

The Giant Spearman thought the knife would hit Chen Ji, but it did not.

In his astonishment, he looked up only to find Chen Ji shouldering the discarded bronze spear and running down the mountain...

For the first time, Xuanyuan appeared hesitant, "...Did I mistake him?"