Connate providence?

Han Jue frowned. Is there someone outside the cave?

He quickly checked its origin.

[Chen Santian is inherently fiendish. He possesses an extremely strong affinity towards the Fiendish Dao’s techniques. When he was young, he wandered along with his parents. When his parents were killed by bandits his fiendish character was awakened. He, who was only seven years old, slaughtered over 100 bandits. From then on, his killing became unstoppable. Eventually, he joined the Viridescent Nether Cult and became very successful. Presently, he’s ranked as the eldest core disciple of the Viridescent Nether Cult.]

As expected, someone from the Viridescent Nether Cult!

Core disciple…

So, he hasn’t reached the level of an elder yet!

Han Jue understood that the strength of the Cult and Jade Pure Sect was about the same.

Chen Santian was at most at the ninth level of the Golden Core Realm!

“Why is he here at the Jade Pure Sect? Is he alone, or is there a large group hidden around him?”

Han Jue got up and carefully walked to the cave entrance.

He looked out and saw a man in black walking out of the woods nearby. He was acting suspiciously.

Han Jue couldn’t feel the man’s presence.

If he hadn’t witnessed it with his own eyes, he might not have discovered him.

Other than Chen Santian, there was no one else.

As Chen Santian walked to the entrance of the cave, his gaze fell on a line of words on the mountain wall.

“Endure today, freedom tomorrow… How laughable. The people of the Jade Pure Sect are indeed cowards!”

Chen Santian couldn’t help but sneer. In the tunnel, Han Jue felt offended.

He’s asking to be killed!

Han Jue activated the Three Pure Shadow Sword Technique. Three sword shadows floated behind him, ready to kill Chen Santian at any time.

Because of the array formation, Chen Santian couldn’t see Han Jue and couldn’t sense his aura.

The two were less than ten steps apart.

Chen Santian looked for a while and felt that something was off.

“Could this be a cave abode?”

Chen Santian narrowed his eyes. He took out a sword and gently stabbed it into the mountain wall.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The sword light flashed, and Chen Santian subconsciously closed his eyes. He instinctively jumped back.

Three sword shadows pierced through his body like lightning, and blood splattered everywhere.

Chen Santian landed a dozen meters away like a sandbag. He crashed into a big tree, and the leaves fell like rain.

“Ouch…”

Chen Santian gritted his teeth and looked up. Three sword shadows were floating above his head, ready to slash down at any moment. He was scared out of his wits.

What’s this?

He hurriedly shouted, “Sir, stop!”

Standing by the cave entrance, Han Jue shook his head.

So weak?

He can’t withstand a single blow!

Or is my Three Pure Shadow Sword Technique too powerful?

Han Jue touched his chin and pondered.

After being attacked by the Three Pure Shadow Sword Technique, the aura of Chen Santian’s spirit energy was revealed.

Han Jue made a comparison. Chen Santian’s spirit energy was about the same level as his.

However, he couldn’t see through Chen Santian’s cultivation level.

In other words, Chen Santian’s cultivation level was higher than his, but the strength of his spirit energy was not as strong as his.

Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique’s dominance was finally revealed.

In a good mood, Han Jue asked, “Why did you come to the Jade Pure Sect?”

Chen Santian replied, “I happened to pass by this place. I didn’t want to enter the Jade Pure Sect.”

He’s really good at lying!

The three sword shadows dropped down.

Horrified, Chen Santian quickly jumped to the side. But his right leg was still pierced by the sword shadows and was nailed to the ground. He fell down like a dog pouncing on shit.

“Damn it…”

Chen Santian was so aggrieved that he was about to explode.

He was the core disciple of the Cult, yet he was subdued before he could even make a move.

The three sword shadows were like ghosts. Their speed was ridiculously fast. Nailed to his legs, they were actually draining his spirit energy.

What kind of spell is this?

Chen Santian panicked.

He had investigated the Jade Pure Sect. The sect wasn’t a pure sword cultivation sect. Among the elders, no one had such a powerful sword-related spell.

Could it be the mysterious Great Grand Elder?

“Chen Santian, Inherent Fiend, the Eldest Disciple of the Viridescent Nether Cult. What do you think will happen to you if I hand you over to the Jade Pure Sect?” Han Jue’s voice sounded again.

Chen Santian’s expression changed drastically. His heart was in turmoil.

How does this guy know my background?

Completely flustered, Chen Santian hurriedly kowtowed towards the direction of the cave abode and said fearfully, “Sir! I was wrong! I was wrong! Give me a chance! I’ve never killed a disciple of the Jade Pure Sect!”

Han Jue was hesitating whether he should kill Chen Santian.

Based on his experience from reading novels, killing such a prodigy might lead to a series of alternative storylines.

Generally speaking, there would always be mechanisms with which his elders would know if such a prodigy was killed. Then, the protagonist would be pursued by them.

Kill the little ones, come the big ones. Kill the big ones, come the old ones. Kill the old ones, come the older and bigger ones from the heavens.

“Why don’t I capture him? If Sect Master is captured in the future, we can use him in the exchange, right?” Han Jue thought silently.

Sounds feasible!

In any case, he was wearing the Golden Cicada’s Mystic Divine Robe. It was impossible for Chen Santian to hurt him.

Han Jue waved his right hand, and the three sword shadows disappeared into thin air.

Chen Santian didn’t dare to escape. He could only kneel on the ground and shiver.

He was already injured. With Han Jue’s strength, even if he tried his best to escape, he wouldn’t be able to.

“Come in.”

Han Jue’s voice floated over.

The cave entrance appeared, and the stone door opened.

Chen Santian saw Han Jue.

What a handsome man!

So young!

He thought Han Jue was the disciple of that elder. He gritted his teeth and stood up.

After he entered, Han Jue activated the array formation again and closed the cave door.

Han Jue turned and walked into the cave.

Chen Santian suddenly grabbed Han Jue. The sword in his hand hung in front of Han Jue’s neck and he shouted in a deep voice, “Elder, let me go. Otherwise, I’ll kill your disciple!”

“…”

The abode fell into silence.

Chen Santian looked around uneasily.

Han Jue said faintly, “I don’t have a disciple.”

Chen Santian’s body froze when he heard this.

Clang!

His sword fell to the ground, and he suddenly knelt down, forcing a smile. “Senior… I was just joking…”

He could sense Han Jue’s cultivation level.

The ninth level of the Foundation Establishment realm.

Impossible!

It must be a facade!

To be able to directly suppress me and predict my background, this guy must be an expert!

Han Jue walked further inside the cave and said, “Follow me.”

Chen Santian quickly followed.

Han Jue came to his own wooden bed and sat down. Chen Santian knelt in front of him and appeared very respectful.

Is he really the eldest core disciple of the Viridescent Nether Cult?

Han Jue originally wanted to hand Chen Santian over to Fairy Xi Xuan, but if he did that, Chen Santian would definitely escape with his life.

He didn’t have the strength to suppress Chen Santian. At most, he could defeat him.

The reason why Chen Santian didn’t dare to flee was because he overestimated Han Jue’s strength.

In any case, with the Golden Cicada’s Mystic Divine Robe protecting his body, he wasn’t afraid that Chen Santian would ambush him.

Not only could the Golden Cicada’s Mystic Divine Robe protect his body, but it could also protect his head. In any case, Chen Santian couldn’t hurt him!

Han Jue said softly, “Pick up your sword and stab me with all your strength.”

Chen Santian shivered and wailed. “Elder, I understand my mistake! I know I did wrong!”

“Come on. If you don’t try, you’ll keep thinking about ambushing me from now on.”

“I don’t dare…”

“I won’t blame you. Just do it.”

“Elder, I’ll kowtow to you!”

Chen Santian almost cried as he hurriedly kowtowed to Han Jue.

He thought Han Jue was setting him up and finding a reason to kill him.

In any case, if he made a move, it would definitely not end well for him.

Han Jue was speechless. Am I that scary?

He had read Chen Santian’s background introduction and thought this person was extremely cruel and would rather die than submit. He didn’t expect him to be so cowardly.

“From today onwards, you will stay here and plant spirit herbs for me. You can also cultivate,” Han Jue instructed.

“Okay… When can I leave?”

“What?”

“I said the wrong thing. I will slap my own mouth…”