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Chapter 15 Women are really the root of troubles
🕑 Added 2025-03-08 07:07:22 +0000 UTC"Can we not speak about family, please?"
Yang Chen's face went sour for a second. It was a knot in his heart. And it was still there. He couldn't do anything about it.
This made Tang Wan's heart sink, as she could sense the discomfort in Yang Chen's voice. She quickly changed the subject, hoping to bring a smile back to his face and lighten the mood.
And it made him come back to the way he was before. She asked him about his job and his daily life, which he answered honestly. She didn't think someone like him would live in such a run-down place.
If he sold his shirt, then he could live a luxurious life. But she thought he might already hate living like that just by mentioning his family, and she knew that to be the case.
Her life wasn't much different from his.
“Mr. Yang, you’re really a good man, much more pleasing to the eye than those men who pretend to be sophisticated. It is a pity, that the time went by so quickly. My mood is much better now, I want to thank you for that. If there is fate and we meet again, I’ll treat you to tea.”
Yang Chen smiled and nodded.
"I felt the same."
Done with speaking, Tang Wan walked towards her Land Rover, stopped halfway, turned around, tenderly smiled, and said
“Right, I suggest you should be more confident in yourself. If you asked me for one night stand earlier I would accept it. Too bad we don't have much time anymore.”
After finishing speaking, she swayed her voluminous figure back into the car. She didn't wait for Yang Chen to say anything.
Yang Chen just looked at the car dazily. He didn't want to have a one-night stand with her in the first place, so he didn't ask. But now he felt salty.
After he saw the Land Rover disappear into the distance, Yang Chen shook his head and continued his way home. Mission Doki Doki was accomplished.
"Let's head home and get some sleep. Hopefully, I don't wake up in another world again.
...
"Fuck, I am Xiao Che again."
Yang Chen woke up, and he became Xiao Che again. He looked around and found that time didn't pass at all in this world.
"Seriously, I can't force myself to sleep with the same method again; otherwise, I might die. And I don't know, if I die in this world, would I die in the other world too?"
Yang Chen pondered the implications of his situation, realizing that he couldn't afford to take any risks.
"Well, I can't do anything about it for now. Let's look into Xiao Che's memory then."
This was one of the cities in the far east, located in one of the Seven Empires of the Profound Sky Continent—Floating Cloud City. And he was the only grandson of the fifth elder of the Xiao Clan—Xiao Che. He had just turned sixteen this year.
It was still early in the morning and the sky had not fully brightened. Today was his and Xia Clan’s big wedding day. Two hours ago he was woken up by his Little Aunt and put on his red wedding robe. He ate the porridge his Little Aunt personally made and lost all the strength in his body. He did not remember anything that happened after that.
He did not wake up until now.
A strange smell came from his lips and Yang Chen’s lips tucked slightly. His expression darkened.
'This is Murdering Heart Powder!'
In those years that he lived on the Azure Cloud Continent as Yun Che, with the Sky Poison Pearl in his body, Yun Che learned about all the poisons present in the entire world, and it could be said that there was no poison he was not familiar with.
He could identify a poison’s name and effect with just a whiff. At the same time, because the Sky Poison Pearl, he was impervious. He could not be hurt by any poison, no matter how toxic it was.
Murdering Heart Powder was made by combining a unique soul grass and the purple striae from a cherry-apple tree. If dissolved in water, the poison would be colorless and tasteless.
A person would lose his life ten seconds after the poison entered the body, and no one would know the cause of death, for it was also a traceless poison.
"So I am transported to this world inside the dead body of a young man. How tasteful to have a taste of poison first thing when waking up."
Yang Chen shook his head. Fortunately, he had the poison pearl. Otherwise, he might be dead again.
And then he thought about why someone wanted to kill the previous owner of this body. It was because of the wedding.
Because today was the wedding day between him and Xia Qingyue.
Xia Qingyue, being the same age as him, was also sixteen. However, at such a young age, her profound strength was stated to have reached the tenth level of the Elementary Profound Realm, almost breaking out of the elementary level and stepping into the Nascent Profound Realm.
She was the only one in a hundred years to have reached this level of profound strength at the age of sixteen in the Xia Clan.
There were even rumors that if she continued to develop this way, she would be the first person in the history of the Xia Clan to ever step into the Earth Profound Realm a few decades later, or she may even be able to reach the Sky Profound Realm that no one in Floating Cloud City had even thought of reaching in the past few centuries!
More importantly, she was not only shockingly astute but also extremely beautiful, and she was considered to be the most beautiful girl in all of Floating Cloud City.
All of Floating Cloud City’s youths with some level of competency drooled over her. If the Xia Clan started looking for grooms, the line waiting would probably be long enough to stretch between the south and north gates of Floating Cloud City.
Yang Chen now sighed with all his heart then said.
“Women are really the root of troubles.”
He checked himself and found that he couldn't use the profound energy of this world because of his broken meridian, but he could use the qi of the other world instead!
They were similar but different in foundation, so they would not collide with each other. They could even live in harmony in his body.
He was in the Xiantian Full Circle, or Spirit
Profound realm, of this world. So he wasn't powerless like the original Xiao Che.
