Chapter Forty-Five Isn't Misunderstanding

  "Is it just going to pass like this?"

  Walking on the stone road paved with bluestone, Li Chen's mind was full of the scene in the Buddhist hall.

  The grand hall was shrouded in gloom, the powerful law enforcers were stern and unyielding, and Zang Xianqian's indifference to everything was evident in his words, which were filled with majesty and decisiveness, all of which demonstrated the rights of the strong.

  Unconsciously, Li Chen's hands clenched into fists, and his eyes shot out an unspoken determination. This life, his goal was finally clear.

  Having suffered all the hardships and endured all the white eyes, being a slave for so many years, I always fantasize about making a name for myself one day.

  But as one's cultivation grows, their perspective broadens!

  While walking, Lei Chen's mind wandered and his foot suddenly stepped into empty space. He stumbled, but fortunately, he was agile and managed to steady himself on the spot.

  "Elated beyond all measure!"

  Li Chen scolded himself for being careless, not noticing such a big slope, but immediately looked embarrassed and scratched his head, looking around, "Oh no, I left Feng Luming in the pit, nobody will take me to Jianwu Hall now!"

  Jianwutang is the place where Xuan Yunzong disciples upgrade their status. Originally, Li Chen did not intend to avenge Feng Luming, but unfortunately, he was blind and wanted to push Li Chen to death, only to get himself into trouble.

  "Take a look!"

  Li Chen couldn't find it and had no choice but to search along the stone road.

  Unfortunately, the mountain forest was dense, and looking around couldn't find any other buildings on the top of the mountain. Had to head down, wanting to find the famous Brother Subduing Dragon Path, gradually venturing into a group of buildings in the midst of the mountain forest.

  The exquisite courtyards rose and fell one after another, with pavilions and buildings appearing from time to time, as if entering a certain garden, where the sound of conversation could be heard from inside.

  Look at this unique and exquisite courtyard, it must be the residence of a genius among the inner disciples, otherwise it would not have such a refined dwelling.

  "So it was the inner courtyard!"

  Looking at the somewhat familiar small road, Li Chen's face relaxed slightly.

  That year, he worked here continuously for several months, and was quite familiar with the architecture here.

  After a moment's hesitation, Li Chen walked over.

  Although the man was still the same, he felt an indescribable sense of relief in his heart. It wasn't that the weight on his shoulders had been lifted by two heavy wooden buckets, but rather that he had finally shaken off the slave status that had been weighing on his mind.

  "Sister, may I ask how to get to Zong Sheng Tang?"

  Before long, Li Chen arrived in front of a elegant courtyard and saw a female disciple who was about to enter the courtyard.

  That female disciple had a tall and slender figure, wearing a green dress, with a delicate face, only around 15 or 16 years old, holding a fruit basket. Upon hearing the sound, she slightly turned her head, glanced at Li Chen's gray clothes, and immediately coldly turned her head: "I don't know!"

  Li Chen scratched his head, a look he had seen many times before, and naturally understood its meaning. Not wanting to make a fool of himself, he turned around to leave, but then stopped in his tracks, his ears trembling constantly.

  Squeak!

  A faint cry of despair, wandering helplessly, with anger and a yearning for freedom, accompanied by the clanging of metal.

  Whoosh!

  A strong gust of wind blew by, and Li Chen's figure instantly disappeared from where he was standing, transforming into a gray shadow that rushed into the courtyard.

  "Alas, who are you?"

  The female disciple was blown by a strong gust of wind and almost fell over, her eyebrows furrowed as she stared at the extra grey-clothed youth in the courtyard.

  "Out! Is this the kind of place you can come to?"

  Seeing Li Chen's head still hadn't returned, he walked straight towards an iron cage in the courtyard. The female disciple immediately shouted, but suddenly changed color and was terrified.

  Creak!

  The iron cage that could trap a late-stage demonic beast, with bars as thick as fingers, was reduced to a pile of scrap metal under the pull of both hands at dawn.

  Squeak!

  A shrill howl, the thin grey shadow in the iron cage suddenly pounced out, biting towards Li Chen's neck, but at the last moment it stopped its mouth, and a pair of brown eyes that were full of anger turned into grievance, embracing Li Chen's neck.

  Li Chen's body stiffened, and a bloody scene in the Monkey Valley flashed through his mind. He gently patted the thin back of the little monkey and slowly turned around: "Whose courtyard is this?"

  "What... what do you want to do?"

  Looking at the disheveled hair and those inhuman eyes, the female disciple felt a chill in her heart, as if facing a fierce beast from another world. She stumbled backward several steps, dropping the fruit basket in her hand.

  "Speak!"

  Li Chen's cultivation in the ancient Cangshan Mountains has yielded a formidable aura, unmatched by few of his peers.

  Where was a foreign servant disciple able to contend, especially when the gentle breeze blew by, lifting up Li Chen's disheveled hair on his forehead, revealing the hideous dark red birthmark.

  The female disciple was suddenly frightened pale and retreated to the front of the courtyard, finally letting out a sharp cry as she fled in a hurry.

  Squeak!

  The little monkey in his arms let out a faint cry, as if telling a grievance and seeking a safe haven, its small head burrowing into Li Chen's chest.

  "No matter who it is, they will have to pay the price!"

  He clenched his fists tightly, and Li Chen's face turned gloomy. He grasped the iron chain around Xiao Hou's neck with both hands, making a crisp cracking sound as he forcibly pulled it off, only then did he carefully examine its surroundings.

  This monkey is the one in the iron arm monkey group with golden eyelashes, and its body shape has not changed at all after a year.

  After confirming that the monkey was just a bit weak and had no external injuries, Li Chen let out a sigh of relief, took out the Aggregation Dan from his backpack, pinched off a small piece to feed it, and stood upright in the courtyard with closed eyes, quietly waiting.

  After a cup of tea and some kung fu, a hurried footsteps came from outside the yard, and soon arrived.

  "Which bastard dares to flirt with my junior sister in the inner courtyard?"

  A loud, violent drinking sound suddenly entered the courtyard, a robust figure emerged from behind, shaking his hand and wielding an iron giant club to smash towards Lichun in the courtyard.

  Buzz!

  A mighty and unparalleled stick, let alone a nine-layered boundary like Li Chen, even if it were a Quenching True Boundary warrior who was hit without any defense, there would only be **a shattering outcome.

  But in that instant, the iron rod paused in mid-air, a gust of wind blew up her disheveled hair, revealing Li Chen's relatively delicate face and those sparkling eyes that shone like stars, without even blinking.

  "Brother Li!"

  Pang Wenshan was overjoyed and put away his iron rod, stepping forward to pat Li Chen's shoulder.

  "Brother Pang!"

  Li Chen's eyebrows slightly furrowed as he looked past Pang Wenshan's robust body towards the gate of the courtyard.

  Three men and three women, handsome and elegant, beautiful as flowers, can be truly called a perfect match of talent and beauty.

  Among these people, Li Chen only recognized the first inner disciple of Nan Institute, Zhang Chulang, and the former outer disciple, Chu Ziyan. Of course, there was also that pale-faced maid disciple who had lost her beauty.

  "Haha, Chu Shimei, it seems like a misunderstanding, Li Shidi is not that kind of person!"

  Pang Wenshan burst out laughing and pulled Li Chen's shoulder, turning to face everyone.

  But what made him freeze in a smile was that the arm he held, like a boulder, didn't move at all, and he couldn't help but look at Li Chen in surprise.

  "Brother Pang, don't believe him, you can know a person's face but not their heart... He... He just..."

  That female disciple was trembling with her shoulders, pointing at Li Chen and crying, as if Li Chen had done something that outraged both heaven and humanity.

  Squeak!

  A shrill screech suddenly rang out, and the little monkey in Li Chen's arms abruptly turned its head to glare at one of the men with a gaze that shot out a terrifying hatred.

  "It's not a misunderstanding!"

  Li Chen's eyes dimmed slightly, his shoulders trembled lightly, and he shook off that powerful palm.