NOVEL NEXT Chapter 4:
Chapter 4: Something’s Not Right!!!:
Martial Dao Continent, Heaven-Burning Holy Land, at the foot of the mountain, where the outer disciples resided.
Inside a secluded training chamber, Cai Kun, the so-called Heaven’s Chosen protagonist, slowly opened his eyes. A sharp glint flickered deep within them before vanishing.
“Hoo…”
He exhaled a long breath of turbid air, feeling an overwhelming sense of relaxation throughout his body. His entire being felt light, as if he had attained a new level of clarity. For several consecutive days, his cultivation had been progressing exceptionally smoothly, as if the heavens themselves were favoring him. Yet, instead of feeling excited, this unusual ease filled him with unease.
Something was wrong. Very, very wrong.
This wasn’t how it was supposed to be!
“No… this isn’t right. Something is definitely wrong!” Cai Kun muttered to himself, his brows furrowing deeply. As Heaven’s Chosen, his fate was supposed to be filled with hardship—endless struggles, countless tribulations, all pushing him beyond his limits so he could rise to greatness. He was meant to conquer adversities, defy all odds, and eventually ascend as an Emperor, taking multiple wives and standing above all! But now, everything was too peaceful. This eerie calmness made him anxious.
“Master, are you there?” Cai Kun suppressed his discomfort and called out softly.
As his voice fell, an ancient voice echoed from within a ring on his finger.
“What is it?”
That’s right—Cai Kun had the classic protagonist’s setup, complete with an old master sealed inside a ring. If Su Chen were here to witness this, he would have definitely mocked it endlessly.
“Master, I feel like something’s off lately,” Cai Kun hesitated, carefully choosing his words before voicing his concerns.
“Oh? What feels off?” the old master in the ring responded indifferently, clearly unconcerned. Honestly, he didn’t understand what was wrong with this disciple of his.
“Uh… well…”
“It’s just that… um…”
Cai Kun scratched his head, struggling to explain. I mean, how was he supposed to say, “No one’s messing with me, and it feels weird?” That would sound so ridiculous!
“Hmm?”
“Speak your mind, disciple.” The old master’s voice deepened slightly.
“It’s just… my cultivation has been progressing too smoothly lately. I can’t shake off this feeling that something’s really off,” Cai Kun finally admitted through gritted teeth.
A brief silence followed. The old master inside the ring seemed to be contemplating something.
“Progressing smoothly… and that’s a bad thing?” The old master finally asked, his tone carrying a trace of confusion. Was his disciple… stupid?
“This… well, I guess it’s not bad,” Cai Kun faltered, suddenly at a loss for words. I mean, was there really something wrong with smooth progress? But for some reason, he couldn’t shake off the feeling that something wasn’t right.
“Hmph!” The old master scoffed. “The path of cultivation is meant to go against the heavens. Do you really think everything will always go your way?”
“You’ve experienced too few hardships—that’s why you’re so paranoid over nothing!”
“Stop overthinking it. Just focus on your cultivation.”
“You have me as your master.”
“You have the identity of a Holy Land disciple.”
“It won’t be long before you replace Su Chen as the Holy Son.”
“When that time comes, you’ll crush everyone beneath your feet.”
“You’ll ascend to Emperorhood… and resurrect my body as well.”
As the old master finished speaking, Cai Kun’s expression remained slightly tense, but he still responded respectfully, “Yes, Master. I understand.”
The old master wasn’t wrong—his journey had been relatively smooth so far, with only minor setbacks. But this time felt different. This time, he sensed a crisis unlike anything before.
No. I need to find Ruyan.
A thought flashed in his mind, and he immediately remembered the woman who had been occupying his thoughts—Liu Ruyan. He wondered if she had managed to get that breakthrough pill for him.
At the same time, elsewhere in the outer disciple area, Su Chen was lying lazily on a rocking chair, basking in the warm sunlight. In his hand, he held a bunch of grapes, casually popping them into his mouth one by one.
“Hahaha… this is the life!”
He squinted his eyes, completely enjoying himself. As for Heaven’s Chosen? Destiny’s battle? Fate’s struggle? He couldn’t care less.
Right now, all he wanted was to enjoy life and slack off forever.
After all, with the system on his side, the more he slacked off, the more rewards he got. His power was skyrocketing faster than a rocket launch, without him lifting a single finger.
As for those jumping clowns—they could keep bouncing around all they wanted. Whenever he got bored, he’d deal with them at his leisure.
“System, don’t you agree?” Su Chen chuckled.
[Ding-dong!]
[The host is absolutely right. The system is dedicated to slacking off.]
[Please continue slacking off, host.]
The system’s voice rang in his ears.
Su Chen smirked but said nothing, continuing to enjoy his peaceful life.
“Sigh.”
“Life is just too comfortable.”
“I almost forgot why I even came here.”
“Oh, right—I came to find my junior sister, Ye Qingxue.”
Stretching his body lazily, Su Chen rose from his chair, feeling utterly refreshed.
“Hoo!”
“Damn, this feels amazing!!!”