146: Chapter 146 Reunited with Ye Wuhen, Fighting or Not Fighting

[The moment negotiations broke down, both sides ordered an attack almost simultaneously.]

["The Demon Race has harmed our Human Race compatriots; their crimes are unforgivable. Today we crusade against the Demon Race to defend our homes. There are heavy rewards for killing the Demon Race, and those who flee shall be executed without mercy."]

[Grandmaster Jiang's voice spread for a hundred miles, aged yet steady, like a hammer striking everyone's heart.]

[Yu Rumeng didn't speak; she just raised her hand and pointed forward.]

[Thirty thousand demon troops surged out like a tide.]

[Yu Rumeng took the lead.]

[The rumeng token hovered above her head, pitch black as ink, emitting a faint, eerie glow.]

[She walked through the air, the aura of the Palace Building Middle Stage released without reservation, pressing down like a mountain.]

[Grandmaster Jiang summoned a fishing rod, pure white throughout, a Heaven Rank Low Grade.]

[The two Magic Treasures collided in mid-air with a boom, shattering the air within a hundred-foot radius.]

[Grandmaster Jiang took three steps back to steady himself.]

[Yu Rumeng remained motionless.]

[Grandmaster Jiang looked at his trembling hand, knowing he was one move behind.]

[Just one move short.]

[The two armies clashed and slaughtered each other.]

[Shouts of killing, screams, and the sound of Magic Treasures colliding mixed together, making people's ears ring.]

[Blood flowed like a river, and corpses piled up like mountains.]

[Chu Sheng was assigned to the Vanguard Camp.]

[Riding a Demonic Beast and wielding a battle axe, he rampaged through the battlefield.]

[A Spirit Lake Middle Stage cultivation wasn't top-tier here, but with the battle axe and the Heavenly Demon Body, killing those True Firmament and True Transformation Realm Cultivators was like slicing melons and vegetables.]

[He tried his best not to kill Human Race Cultivators, knocking them unconscious with a single blow from his axe.]

[The demon soldiers behind him didn't care and rushed up to finish them off, but he didn't look back.]

[Xuan Mingzi was also in the Vanguard Camp.]

[Riding a Demonic Beast three times his size, he intentionally rushed ahead of Chu Sheng, skewering a Tianfeng Kingdom True Transformation Realm Cultivator with his spear. He turned back to grin at Chu Sheng, his eyes full of provocation.]

[Chu Sheng ignored him and took a detour.]

[Xuan Mingzi caught up, killed another, and looked back at him.]

[Chu Sheng still ignored him.]

[The third time, Xuan Mingzi charged too deep and was surrounded by three Tianfeng Kingdom Spirit Sea Cultivators.]

[Struggling to cope, he took several hits. He turned back and shouted to Chu Sheng, "Save me!"]

[Chu Sheng took a detour and left.]

[Xuan Mingzi cursed him from behind, using very foul language.]

[As Chu Sheng continued fighting, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.]

[Zhou Wantang stood behind Xia Nihuang, performing Alchemy to support the front lines.]

[She was thinner than before and more mature, with a bit more steadiness in her expression.]

[She had already entered the True Transformation Realm Realm, and her fire control was more experienced than before. As soon as a furnace of pills was refined, someone immediately delivered them to the wounded.]

[Chu Sheng looked at her with mixed emotions.]

[He wanted to call her name, but he couldn't.]

[A Tianfeng Kingdom Spirit Spring Cultivator blocked him and lunged with a sword.]

[Chu Sheng swung his axe; the person was sent flying, crashed to the ground, and fainted.]

[Zhou Wantang looked up, but Chu Sheng lowered his head and turned to fight elsewhere.]

[After the first day of fierce fighting, both sides lost thousands and withdrew their troops.]

[Chu Sheng sat in his tent, staring blankly in the direction where Zhou Wantang was.]

[Yu Rumeng walked in, glanced at him, asked nothing, and simply pulled him into her embrace.]

[Chu Sheng buried his head on her shoulder and said nothing.]

[The war was at a stalemate, and both sides were deadlocked for an entire month.]

[Neither could do anything to the other.]

[Every day was slaughter, bloodshed, and death.]

[Chu Sheng intentionally avoided the area where Zhou Wantang was, specifically choosing to fight Tianfeng Kingdom Cultivators he didn't know.]

[He would knock them out with a palm strike and turn to leave.]

[Chu Sheng didn't care.]

[Xuan Mingzi was targeted by Jiang Wuji.]

[That day he charged too far forward, and Jiang Wuji severed his arm with a sword. It was only because a Demon Race powerhouse personally intervened that he was saved.]

[From then on, he took a detour whenever he saw Chu Sheng, as if he had seen a ghost.]

[Chu Sheng was happy to be left in peace.]

[One night, Chu Sheng was patrolling alone.]

[The moonlight was faint, and the wind was strong.]

[He walked to a pile of rocks and suddenly heard movement behind him. Turning around, he saw Ye Wuhen standing ten steps away.]

[The aura of the Li Huo Sacred Body was faintly released; Early Stage of Spirit Spring, much stronger than before.]

[A small Phoenix followed him, entirely crimson, also at the Early Stage of Spirit Spring.]

[He was carrying several earth rank magic treasures, a Consort Token hung from his neck, a jade pendant bestowed by the prince was tied to his waist, and he wore three storage rings on his hands.]

[The thin, weak youth who once curled up in the woodshed was now full of nobility.]

[The two looked at each other and remained silent for a long time.]

[Ye Wuhen spoke first: "I knew you weren't dead."]

[Chu Sheng smiled bitterly: "You have the wrong person."]

[Ye Wuhen shook his head, his gaze falling on the ring on Chu Sheng's hand: "I recognize the aura of the ring."]

[Chu Sheng fell silent.]

[Ye Wuhen continued: "That was given to me by my mother."]

[His voice was calm, as if speaking of something from a long time ago.]

[Chu Sheng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say.]

[Finally, he only said one sentence: "Then we can only settle this with a fight."]

[Ye Wuhen looked at him for a long time, then turned and left.]

[Perhaps he felt there were too many prying eyes here and a Chu Zhan would reveal his trump cards.]

["There are too many people here."]

[His back disappeared into the night.]

[Chu Sheng stood there, watching his back, with an indescribable feeling in his heart.]

[Old Grandfather sighed: "This Ye Wuhen is an upright and honorable man."]

[Chu Sheng said: "I know."]

[Old Grandfather asked: "Then what do you plan to do?"]

[Chu Sheng said: "Fight, what else can I do?"]

[The next day, Ye Wuhen's name spread across the battlefield.]

[In one night, he killed three Lower-ranked Demon Generals of the Demon Race in succession.]

[Three Demon Generals killed by a Human Race Cultivator at the Spirit Spring Stage; the news reached the Demon Race camp and caused an uproar.]

[When Chu Sheng heard the news, he was chewing on dry rations, and the pancake in his hand fell to the ground.]

[Old Grandfather lamented in the ring: "This kid's Luck is truly good."]

[Chu Sheng bent down to pick up the pancake, patted off the dust, and continued chewing.]

[He thought, no matter how good his Luck is, can it be better than his own?]

[Yu Rumeng walked in, saw him squatting on the ground chewing a pancake, frowned, and threw him a piece of roasted meat.]

["Stop chewing that, eat this."]

[Chu Sheng caught it, took a bite, and grimaced from the heat.]

[Yu Rumeng sat opposite him, watching him eat, and suddenly said: "That Human Race Cultivator, do you know him?"]

[Chu Sheng paused: "I don't know him."]

[Yu Rumeng didn't ask further.]

[The sound of a horn came from outside the tent, dull and long.]

[Chu Zhan crawled out from a corner, threw himself into Yu Rumeng's arms, and shouted: "Mother."]

[Yu Rumeng held him and wiped the dust off his face with a handkerchief.]

[Watching this scene, Chu Sheng thought, this war must be won.]

Chu Sheng watched this scene: "Ye Wuhen's Luck is truly something else. Killing three in the same Realm at the Early Stage of Spirit Spring—who would believe such a record if it were told?"

He stared at the version of himself in the image, squatting on the ground chewing a pancake, and suddenly laughed.

"But we're not bad either. I have a Devil King wife, a monster son, and an Old Grandfather by my side. No matter how strong Ye Wuhen is, can he be stronger than me?"

He paused, his gaze falling in the direction where Ye Wuhen had disappeared.

"But why did this kid take the initiative to find me and then not fight? What exactly does he want? Could it be... he wants to cooperate?"