Chapter 292 : Is It a Variable? So What?

Chapter 292: Is It a Variable? So What?

Chu Huaixu and Niu Yuanshan had special identities and guilty consciences, so they were able to keenly notice that when this person looked at them, his gaze lingered for an extra moment.

Others, seeing Cheng Yuyan sweep his gaze across the crowd, would not notice such a detail.

Niu Yuanshan had been undercover for many years and was highly experienced. Although waves had already stirred in his heart, his expression did not change in the slightest.

The other party was an expert of Moon Country—so what if he knew his identity?

If he knew, then he knew.

After all, he still remained loyal to 【The Organization】.

It was just that, for some reason, he felt a faint sense of concern for Chu Huaixu.

At this moment, Chu Huaixu’s expression also remained normal.

Because he felt that someone like Cheng Yuyan, a “fun-type” person, definitely just wanted to see him make a fool of himself—so he was determined to hold it in.

As a seasoned “Model Brother,” how could he lack basic expression-management skills?

This was a professional skill—it had to be practiced.

Cheng Yuyan lightly shook his folding fan, smiling as he looked at Chu Huaixu and asked, “So, are you planning to enter the Imperial Tomb, or the Imperial Pool?”

“The Imperial Pool,” Chu Huaixu replied.

“That makes sense. The Imperial Tomb is only related to the Fate of the Nation. You’re not from Moon Country—if you go, you’ll just return empty-handed.” He smiled.

“On the other hand, with the Imperial Pool—even people from Mirror Country, though they cannot obtain the Emperor-level Divine Sense, can still gain something,” Cheng Yuyan said.

Hearing this, Chu Huaixu began to lose track of the other party’s intentions.

“Could it be that he’s kindly reminding me? That if I enter the Imperial Pool and obtain the Emperor-level Divine Sense, it will expose many issues?” the Dead Fox thought.

My identity as a Moon Country native would definitely be confirmed!

“And based on what he said earlier, the Emperor-level Divine Sense can be rejected.”

“After all, Cheng Yuyan himself didn’t take this opportunity.”

When these words were pieced together, it really did seem like there was a hint of warning in them.

“What is the reason for this?” Chu Huaixu was puzzled.

Or was it that this guy, who loved to toy with people’s hearts, simply found him special—with a special identity—and was just messing with him for fun?

So annoying.

He glanced at Cheng Yuyan.

He had already started to dislike this person.

As the sun set, the world gradually fell into darkness.

The Giant Hawk could still fly normally at night without any restriction.

Moreover, due to the nature of its Demon Beast Bloodline, it actually flew even faster in the night.

After chatting a bit more, Jiang Zhi suddenly set up a restriction, enclosing only Chu Huaixu, Cheng Yuyan, and Nangong Yue within it.

Chu Yinyin, who was left outside, immediately widened her eyes.

What the hell! Before, it was always those below the Seventh Realm who weren’t qualified to know!

Now that I’m already in the Seventh Realm, what secrets am I still not allowed to hear!?

Oh, I see! So this is purely targeting me! Very good! Excellent!

“Jiang Zhi, you damned old man!”

“Let me in!” she shouted angrily.

All of this was directly ignored by this Dao Gate Little Martial Uncle, leaving her raging helplessly outside the restriction.

Jiang Zhi glanced at Chu Huaixu and said, “Didn’t I tell you before that I suspected that old thing Ming Xuanji made a move against you?”

The young man in the black-gold robe nodded.

“Just now, Cheng Yuyan told me that it was indeed that old dog Ming Xuanji. He was present at the time.” He raised a hand and pointed at the scholar beside him.

Scholar Cheng waved his folding fan and nodded at the right moment.

Chu Huaixu looked at him, wondering why he would expose Ming Xuanji.

Ming Xuanji had acted right in front of him without the slightest concealment—there must have been a reason.

Yet Cheng Yuyan, after meeting Jiang Zhi, immediately revealed the matter, personally confirming the old State Preceptor’s actions!

“What is he after?” Chu Huaixu thought.

Is it truly goodwill?

Or does he have other motives?

So annoying—damn it, I dislike this person even more now.

On the other hand, Jiang Zhi’s purpose in saying all this was easy to guess—he simply wanted Chu Huaixu to be more cautious during this trip to Moon Country.

The Dead Fox’s thoughts shifted, and he deliberately raised his head, looking at Cheng Yuyan with a slightly puzzled gaze.

Relying on his youth—an age where one could not hide thoughts well—he reasonably made use of that advantage.

At worst, the consequence would only be that the other party thought: this child is not steady and lacks maturity.

And Chu Huaixu did not care at all about what a fun-type person thought.

At the same time, this look was also meant for Jiang Zhi—to see whether this grandmaster could clear up his doubts.

Sure enough, Jiang Zhi said, “Chu Huaixu, although Cheng Yuyan is from Moon Country, your Fifth Grandmaster once showed him kindness.”

The Dead Fox understood instantly.

He grasped two points.

“First, Jiang Zhi believes that because of that favor, Cheng Yuyan hopes Zhong Ming can recover, and in this matter, he stands on our side.”

“Second, my dear grandmaster—you definitely told Cheng Yuyan that I might be able to heal Fifth Grandmaster!”

But he was not without scheming.

At the very least, he should have a few more tricks up his sleeve than Jiang Zhi.

The Dead Fox immediately said, “Grandmaster, do you still remember when Ming Xuanji made his move against me?”

“Don’t you think it was a bit too coincidental?”

“Not earlier, not later—just when I obtained the Dao Seal 【Southward Sunlight】 and had already treated Fifth Grandmaster!”

He first reinforced the contradiction between his own old man and the old man from Moon Country.

Then, he once again cast his gaze toward Cheng Yuyan.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhi’s eyes immediately turned cold as he looked at the scholar.

“You were present that day—do you know anything else?”

“Was that old dog really, as Chu Huaixu said, trying to stop my Fifth Senior Brother from recovering!”

The aura around him instantly changed.

A powerful pressure spread outward, making even Chu Huaixu, who was in the Third Realm, struggle to breathe.

Jiang Zhi had previously told Chu Huaixu that Ming Xuanji excelled in divination.

Moreover, this man was arrogant and always attempted to “act in place of Heaven with a human body”!

If he believed that Zhong Ming regaining his sanity was a bad thing—

Then he truly might take action because of it!

What was even more ironic was that Jiang Zhi felt a slight sense of identification with Ming Xuanji’s attack on Chu Huaixu.

When he had first returned to the Dao Gate, he too had felt that this boy was the greatest 【Variable】!

He had caused what should have been a stable situation to begin heading down an uncontrollable path.

It was just that now he had been “handled” by Chu Huaixu, losing his former rebellious arrogance.

The little old man’s wisdom had been shattered several times—he was no longer so stubborn and self-opinionated.

But in this regard, Ming Xuanji was even worse.

“He’s proficient in divination—he must have already realized that Chu Huaixu is a 【Variable】.”

“But if that’s the case, why didn’t he act earlier or later?”

The more Jiang Zhi thought, the more something felt off.

This sword cultivator who pursued the Dao through killing had always possessed an intense killing intent.

To him, whoever dared to obstruct him from saving his Fifth Senior Brother—he would kill them!

Let alone that you’re merely the old State Preceptor of Moon Country.

Even if you were the emperor of Moon Country—if you dared to block me, and I had the chance, I would kill you too!

When Cheng Yuyan heard Jiang Zhi’s questioning, he was truly stumped.

Because he had indeed been present.

He had indeed heard Ming Xuanji’s words.

He did indeed know that Ming Xuanji did not want Chu Huaixu to save Zhong Ming!

Jiang Zhi thought he had gained the upper hand earlier—but that was merely his own delusion.

Scholar Cheng had long known that Chu Huaixu was the key to healing Zhong Ming.

Thus, the one who had truly gained the upper hand was actually the young man before him.

“Hahahahaha!” After being put in a difficult position, Cheng Yuyan suddenly burst into loud laughter.

“Interesting, interesting!”

“The greatest 【Variable】 in the world—truly interesting!”

He looked at everyone, the smile on his face gradually fading as he said solemnly:

“On this matter, I will not lie. Since you’ve asked, then I will tell your Dao Gate—Ming Xuanji acted precisely for this reason.”

“He did not hesitate to expend his lifespan to use the 【Curse-Killing Technique】—he truly intended to stop you, to stop you, Chu Huaixu!”

“In his words, he was trying to set things right.”

Jiang Zhi’s gaze toward Cheng Yuyan instantly turned incomparably cold, like an abyss, like a prison.

This made Scholar Cheng quickly speak, asking Chu Huaixu:

“Now that you know this, what do you plan to do?”

Will you save Zhong Ming or not? Do you dare to save him?

That old State Preceptor of Moon Country can make moves against you from tens of thousands of miles away!

Chu Huaixu did not immediately answer, but instead asked:

“Senior Cheng, I have a question.”

“Ask.”

“As you said earlier, Ming Xuanji must expend lifespan to use the 【Curse-Killing Technique】. But as the saying goes: heavenly secrets must not be revealed.”

“When he uses divination to窥探 heavenly secrets, does he also have to pay a price?”

Cheng Yuyan did not hide anything. Looking at Chu Huaixu with growing interest, he replied:

“Of course. If you saw him, you wouldn’t believe it—the old State Preceptor is actually two years younger than your grandmaster.”

When Chu Huaixu had played 《Borrowed Sword》, he had seen images of Ming Xuanji on the forum. He knew the man looked like someone on the verge of death—aged and frail.

But he still thought to himself: “That’s not comparable! Jiang Zhi takes Youth-Fixing Pills and Beauty Pills like meals.”

However, he understood the implication.

This old dog surnamed Ming constantly窥探 heavenly secrets—the price he paid was likely not small, and perhaps not limited to lifespan alone!

After all, this old State Preceptor was only in the Eighth Realm—he could not compare to the Dao Ancestor.

When the Dao Ancestor left prophecies, he must also have divined the future.

But what right did Ming Xuanji have to compare himself to the Dao Ancestor?

A smile suddenly appeared on Chu Huaixu’s face as he said, “Since there is a price to pay, then that’s good.”

Jiang Zhi looked at the smile on his face and, for some reason, found it extremely familiar.

He suddenly recalled the times when his own carefully laid plans had collapsed.

And by now, he already understood his disciple-grandson’s nature quite clearly.

Sure enough, Chu Huaixu immediately continued:

“Since he thinks I am a 【Variable】, and since he enjoys calculating me so much, then let him keep calculating—slowly.”

At this point, he paused, then looked at Cheng Yuyan—hoping that this fun-type person would enjoy the spectacle and later relay his next words back to Ming Xuanji.

“Perhaps one day, I’ll make him die halfway through calculating me.”