CHAPTER 279: CHAPTER 257: HUMAN INFERIOR NATURE

"Profound Cauldron... the foremost talent of the Primordial Ancient Race, also the childhood sweetheart of Guu Yanran, right?"

Chen Zhixing narrowed his long eyes and smiled at the Profound Cauldron.

This person once tipped off the Qing State Meng Family, revealing his identity.

Initially, Chen Zhixing didn’t take it too much to heart. After all, under the background checks of the Dark Division, the Primordial Ancient Race was relatively friendly and didn’t seem intent on being the enemy of the Chen Family.

Chen Zhixing therefore turned a blind eye to it.

But he hadn’t expected that instead of him seeking trouble with the Profound Cauldron, the Profound Cauldron came to find him.

"You investigated me?" Profound Cauldron’s brow furrowed slightly.

Chen Zhixing didn’t answer but instead asked with interest: "Speaking of which, I have no major grievances with the Primordial Ancient Race, not to mention with you. Why do you insist on killing me?"

Upon hearing this, Profound Cauldron hesitated for a moment before resolutely saying:

"Because Yan’er wants to kill you, isn’t that reason enough?"

Chen Zhixing suddenly understood.

Ah, he killed Guu Yanran’s little flame, so it’s natural for Guu Yanran to seek revenge.

But as for this Profound Cauldron...

"So, it’s just a case of unrequited affection then!"

Chen Zhixing laughed.

"What do you mean by unrequited affection? I am loyal to Yanran, willing to do anything for her."

"How could a spoiled rich kid like you understand the purity of my feelings?"

Profound Cauldron said unhappily.

Although he didn’t know what "unrequited affection" meant, it was evident that it implied fawning upon, which wasn’t a good term.

Chen Zhixing looked at Profound Cauldron with a hint of pity.

Indeed, a die-hard devoted admirer.

"Do you know, your Miss Yanran has long pledged herself to that Meng Hedong? Perhaps she has already given herself to Meng Hedong." Chen Zhixing said, amused.

"Nonsense! Miss Yanran has always kept herself pure; how could she be such a loose person?"

Profound Cauldron felt a pang in his heart, shouting angrily.

After a pause, he took a deep breath and sneered:

"Moreover, even if Miss Yanran did pledge herself to that Meng Hedong, so what? Truly loving someone means not caring about her past!"

"And loving someone shouldn’t seek any reciprocation; is there anything in this world more important than seeing the one you love happy?"

For a moment, Chen Zhixing truly didn’t know whether to call this Profound Cauldron a warrior of pure love or a naïve idealist.

"I think you shouldn’t kill me; rather, you should thank me. What do you think?"

Chen Zhixing suddenly spoke out.

"What do you mean?" Profound Cauldron furrowed his brow.

"Think about it, if it weren’t for me helping you by killing Meng Hedong, how could it now be your chance to rise?"

Chen Zhixing narrowed his long eyes and grinned slyly:

"Therefore, you shouldn’t kill me; you should thank me. Without me, you’d never have the chance to touch Guu Yanran, would you?"

"I bet when you heard Meng Hedong was killed by me, you were overjoyed, weren’t you?"

With these words.

Profound Cauldron’s face immediately flushed, pointing at Chen Zhixing, he angrily said:

"Nonsense!"

"I am not a wicked person with dirty thoughts. You only see everyone as dirty because your own eyes are dirty!"

"Don’t project your malicious thoughts onto me!"

"Is that so?" Chen Zhixing chuckled lightly; his strong Divine Thought clearly felt Profound Cauldron’s Sea of Consciousness fluctuate intensely at his previous words.

"Shut up!!!"

Profound Cauldron couldn’t listen any longer, and instantly attacked in anger.

He stomped his foot, creating an explosive sound in the air.

He then leaped, crossing a great distance, and swung a heavy punch toward Chen Zhixing’s face.

"Already in such a hurry?"

Chen Zhixing smirked, slightly tilting his head, letting the punch brush past his face.

"Too slow."

In the next moment.

Chen Zhixing unleashed a punch aimed directly at Profound Cauldron’s chest.

Bam!

Instantly, Profound Cauldron felt as if he was struck by a heavy hammer, his back hunched like a cooked shrimp, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Following closely, the punch’s power exploded in Profound Cauldron’s chest and abdomen, sending him flying backward. He crashed through countless towering trees and giant rocks.

"Is it worth it? Dying for someone who has no feelings for you?"

Chen Zhixing, with disheveled black hair and deep, calm eyes, looked down at the chest-caved, bloody-mouthed Profound Cauldron.

"No feelings? Yanran and I grew up together, childhood sweethearts! She even agreed to marry me upon my return this time! How can you say there’s no feeling?"

Profound Cauldron wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, clenching his teeth.

Bam!

Once again, he charged, ancient profound light surging around his arms, striking toward Chen Zhixing’s face.

In mid-air, he uttered a furious roar.

"I told you not to use your narrow thoughts to define me and Yanran!!!"

Poof.

Chen Zhixing reached out and grabbed the charging Profound Cauldron’s face.

"Haha, if she had feelings for you, why would she send you to die?"

Chen Zhixing sneered, holding Profound Cauldron’s face and heavily slamming it downward.

Boom—!!!

Instantly, the ground cracked, dirt and rocks scattered.

Chen Zhixing slammed Profound Cauldron’s head into the ground.

He released his hand, stood up, and coldly looked down.

Profound Cauldron’s face was coated in blood, his body convulsing in pain, unable to move.

With difficulty, he extended his muddied, bloody hand and grabbed Chen Zhixing’s ankle, struggling to stand.

Chen Zhixing merely kicked slightly, and like flicking away a grasshopper from clothing, he shook off Profound Cauldron’s hand.

"Feelings between people can be mutually sensed."

"Deep down, you know how Guu Yanran truly feels about you; all your grand talk is just self-deception."

Chen Zhixing suddenly said blandly.

He gazed down at Profound Cauldron as if looking at a pitiful bug.

Profound Cauldron’s body stiffened as if struck by lightning, staring blankly at Chen Zhixing.

Those words cut deep into his soul!

He wasn’t a fool.

What others could see, he could see too.

But just as Chen Zhixing said, it was merely self-deception, holding on to a shred of hope.

"Women never like men who always obey them. Unaccomplished tenderness is the cheapest thing in this world."

Chen Zhixing gently touched Profound Cauldron’s head, his smile laden with meaning:

"I’m giving you a chance, kill the Alien Race prodigies in this Ancient Land Mini World, and bring me the Immortal Martial Order."

"I will help you obtain Guu Yanran."

He paused.

Chen Zhixing whispered softly:

"Believe me, subservience is one of humanity’s inherent flaws."

"Even if forced intimacy isn’t sweet, isolating her in a closed environment with only you in it might lead her to fiercely rebel first. But when rebellion is futile, she’ll become numb, and when numb long enough, she’ll resign to fate."

"Once someone surrenders to fate, you—the one she once fiercely resisted—will become her sole reliance in a world without support."

"Indeed, humans are the most susceptible to loneliness and the need for dependence in this world."