Chapter 12: Frightening Sword

Chapter Twelve
Wu Shanhe, who was extremely majestic in the eyes of others, was crying with grief, like a child who had been separated for many years. At this moment, when he saw his parents, his feelings fell apart...
"OK OK."
Yang Chen patted his head and said with a smile: "I'm already tens of thousands of years old, and I'm still crying, let others see you and don't laugh at you?"
"No, in the eyes of the foster father, a small snot is always a small snot!" Wu Shanhe said seriously.
"You are not a little snot now, but the president of the entire martial arts association, one person is more than ten thousand people." Yang Chen looked at him quietly, with a smile.
Hearing this, Wu Shanhe's body was shocked.
Bow his head and dare not speak.
Like a child who made mistakes.
For so many years, what Wu Shanhe feared most was Yang Chen's expression. Every time he felt frightened, he didn't dare to look directly into the other's eyes.
"Okay, I didn't mean to blame you." Yang Chen smiled and said, "Thank you. This martial arts association was originally a vision I mentioned at the beginning, but I didn't expect it to be realized by you."
Yang Chen sighed: "It seems that you are really grown up."
There were tears in Wu Shanhe's eyes, showing sadness.
"The boss, the second child, and the fourth child?" Yang Chen asked suddenly.
Eighty thousand years ago, Yang Chen had received four sons.
Wu Shanhe ranked third.
"The boss returned to Yamada 60,000 years ago and lived with his wife in seclusion. He is called a medical saint by later generations. Every year, many people come here admiringly... But the foster father also knows that the boss is very ghostly. No one knows where he went." Wu Shanhe shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"This is in line with his character." Yang Chen let out a laugh: "Among the four children, the eldest is the most indifferent to fame and fortune. He also learned all of my medical skills..."
"Yes, the boss is extremely talented in medicine, unlike us..." Wu Shanhe gave a wry smile.
"You also have your advantages." Yang Chen shook his head: "Go on."
Wu Shanhe nodded, and said, "The old man founded the Alchemy Guild two or forty thousand years ago, and he is now in Zhongzhou. After all, there is the headquarters of the Alchemy Guild. He is now the president of the Alchemy Guild with less than 10,000 people... …"
"The fourth child has been immersed in cultivation for tens of thousands of years. He is almost like the boss and travels around the world. However, he can still hear his legend in the rivers and lakes. It is said that he has become the emperor, and the entire Canglan Continent is rarely a rival. The outside world calls him Mingchen. The Great..."
Listening to Wu Shanhe's words, Yang Chen's face gradually revealed the color of recollection.
Dream back to 80,000 years ago.
It seems that what appeared in front of you is no longer the Warrior Association...
It was a dilapidated wooden house.
He was holding a wooden stick, chasing four naughty children, and screaming at them.
Now, these four children are all grown up.
One became the current medical saint...
One became Emperor Mingchen...
One became the representative of the warrior...
There is another one, becoming the strongest alchemy...
"You guys are no longer the people who needed my protection." Yang Chen smiled, looked at Wu Shanhe, and said, "What about you? Little snot, according to your strength, you shouldn't stay in such a small place. Right?"
Hearing this, Wu Shanhe’s eyes burst into tears: "Foster father didn’t know. You suddenly disappeared 80,000 years ago. Our four brothers looked for you like crazy. But after looking for you for 20,000 years, There is still no news, the boss went into seclusion..."
"Later, the second and third children also left. I have been looking for you for more than ten thousand years. Then I passed by this empire by accident and found my other half here..." Wu Shanhe shook his head. The old face was slightly red, a little embarrassed.
"Unexpectedly, my leaving would cause you so much trouble." Yang Chen sighed: "Sniff, sorry..."
Wu Shanhe raised his head and looked at Yang Chen in astonishment.
It's been 80,000 years. This is the first time Yang Chen said sorry to them. A sad feeling came to his heart and made Wu Shanhe tears.
"Foster father needless to say I'm sorry, it's just that we are useless." Wu Shanhe looked at Yang Chen's face and said, "It's the foster father, how did you become like this?"
If it wasn't for the "little nose" just now, Wu Shanhe would never believe that the person in front of him was the great Stardust Emperor of that year!
"A lot of things have happened, and I won't be able to tell them clearly for a while." Yang Chen sighed and said: "In addition, don't tell others about my return. Don't mention it to anyone, understand?"
Yang Chen glanced at Wu Shanhe.
Chill shot in his eyes.
The other party shook all over, and immediately nodded and said yes, unknowingly, his back was wet with cold sweat.
No matter how many years have passed, no matter what the opponent looks like, and no matter whether the opponent is strong or not.
Just a look...
Wu Shanhe can be scared to death.
This fear was deeply buried in Wu Shanhe's bones 80,000 years ago.
"In addition, I saw your grandson today." Yang Chen stood up, smiling but not smiling: "A very arrogant young man called Wu Jing, right?"
"Yes." Wu Shanhe nodded again and again: "I didn't expect the foster father to have met him. If he caused any trouble to the foster father, I will immediately ask him to kowtow to you and apologize!"
"Hey, I didn't say that he is not good, what are you anxious about?" Yang Chen groaned: "Besides, he will still be my classmate in the future. If you do this, how can I see people in school in the future?"
"school?"
Wu Shanhe was taken aback, and said unbelievably, "Foster father, are you attending classes at Star Academy?"
"Why, is there a problem?" Yang Chen smiled.
"No, no." Wu Shanhe narrated, but he was so weird in his heart that he couldn't change his mind for a while.
The most powerful emperor ever went to school?
Who will believe it if you say it?
"But don't worry about the foster father. Speaking of that day, I also have shares in the Star Academy." Wu Shanhe smiled and said: "When the Star Academy was founded, I had 70% of the shares in it. Speaking of which, it’s a shareholder... If the foster father has any needs, please tell Xiao Snot."
"I do have a need, but it's not about school."
"Foster father, please say."
"I want to take the Frightening Sword!" Yang Chen squinted his eyes, his tone firm, beyond doubt.
He is now short of a weapon worthy of his hand.
Jingxiejian is a good choice.
"Okay, follow me, stepfather." Wu Shanhe nodded.
He didn't ask Yang Chen what he did with the Frightening Sword, nor why Yang Chen wanted the Frightening Sword. As his son, Wu Shanhe would never ask about Yang Chen.
As long as he likes it, why not give him the entire martial arts association?
The two walked through the corridor of the Warrior Association and then entered a storage room.
Knives, guns, swords and sticks, many weapons.
Wu Shanhe walked to the end of the storage room. He didn't know what mechanism had been touched. He only heard the sound of "dong dong", and the blue light suddenly poured out from the wall of the storage room.
A hidden door appeared on the wall of the storage room.
Inside, is an exquisite sword.
Wu Shanhe took it out and put it in Yang Chen's hands: "This shocking evil sword has followed me for tens of thousands of years, and now it is in the hands of my foster father, and it can be regarded as its best destination."
"Good sword." Yang Chen squeezed, spit out two words.
The blade is sharp, neither long nor short, every inch of iron is made extremely good.
A surge of spiritual power gushed from the sword, seeming to want to resist Yang Chen, shaking violently.
"Quiet." Yang Chen uttered two words.
As soon as these words came out, the Jingxie Sword, which was trembling violently before, immediately calmed down, very well-behaved.
"I'll accept this sword." Yang Chen put the evil spirit sword into his storage bag and said: "It's getting late, I'll go back first, and I will see you later when I have time."
"Isn't my foster father staying here?" Wu Shanhe asked: "The Wuzhe Association is big and there are still a lot of rooms. I can immediately arrange for someone to cook some dishes that the foster father likes."
"No, let's talk about it next time."
Yang Chen shook his head, then took out a piece of paper from the storage bag and put it in Wu Shanhe's arms: "These are the last three types of the Sword of Fright. I didn't give it to you before. Now I will give him to you."
"Thank you, foster father." Wu Shanhe respectfully saluted.
"Yeah." Yang Chen nodded, did not say much, just walked directly outside the association.
Wu Shanhe immediately followed and sent him to the door, the whole process respectfully.
Wu Shanhe breathed a sigh of relief until the other party's figure disappeared into the distance, unknowingly, the cold sweat had already wetted his back.
"Unexpectedly, after so many years, when I talked to my foster father, I was still so frightened." Wu Shanhe murmured in his heart and smiled bitterly.
"President, who is this person?" a guard asked curiously.
"he?"
Wu Shanhe raised his brow slightly and said with a smile:
"A true legend in the world!"
...
When it was too late when he returned to Li's house, Yang Chen walked directly to the residence.
However, when he entered the room, he found an acquaintance.
He was dressed in a black robe, sitting quietly by his bed, and the moment he saw Yang Chen, he immediately stood up with a respectful face.
Isn't this person Liu Yishui from the Alchemy Guild?
"Mr. Liu, why are you here?" Yang Chen asked curiously.
"Master Liu came to talk to you today." Yang Shan snorted, and said angrily: "Where did your kid go after school? Come back so late? Let Master Liu wait so long, so I can't give it to others. apologize!"
"I can't use it," Liu Yishui said quickly: "It's an honor to be able to wait for Master Yang. How can I make Master Yang apologize to me? Senior Yang must not use it!"
Yang Shan is Yang Chen's father. Liu Yishui also called Yang Chen a master, so he even helped Yang Shan change his name and called him Senior Yang.
But Yang Shan is a rough person, has ever heard of such a name?
For a while, it also felt extremely twisted.
"Master Liu, don't be like this, where is Chen'er? What kind of master is Chen'er? If you want me to say that, he is a little bastard. If you offend Master Liu, you will smoke him!" Yang Shan smiled and said.
Hearing this, Yang Chen couldn't laugh or cry.
After all, he was still a relative, and it was really cruel to deal with his son.
But this also made Yang Chen a little touched.
In the previous life, Yang Chen's parents were ordinary people and died very early, so Yang Chen also lived alone for tens of thousands of years, and his impression of his parents had been weak.
Now that he heard Yang Shan's words again, he was also very moved.
The softest part of my heart was touched by Yang Shan.
"Mr. Liu, I am really embarrassed, there is a delay on the road tonight, let Mr. wait a long time." Yang Chen said with a fist.