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Singing the Fire in The Sun - Chapter 20

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Jiang Chen knew that with Steward Zheng’s cultivation, he definitely must have an extremely glorious past.

Previously, Jiang Chen had never asked about his past, and Steward Zheng had never brought it up.

Now, Jiang Chen understood.

Why did Steward Zheng say that he might not return in a few days?

After understanding the twists and turns, Jiang Chen naturally knew that he was preparing to challenge his former junior brother, Luo Cheng, in the sect tournament.

Although there was no direct evidence of Luo Cheng’s evil deeds, the sect’s blind eye to injustice was also an important reason for Steward Zheng’s tragedy.

Otherwise, there was no way the sect wouldn’t be able to find out the truth.

It was all because of the obstruction from Luo Cheng’s backer that led to today’s outcome.

“So, you’re preparing to seek revenge in the sect tournament.

“Don’t you know that you will likely die if you do that?”

Jiang Chen sighed.

Currently, the chief disciple of the Forging Hall, Luo Cheng, was already at the sixth layer of the Divine Sea realm. As for Steward Zheng, he hadn’t made any progress in so many years and was still hovering around the fifth layer of the Divine Sea.

If they were to really fight, he would definitely not be a match for Luo Cheng!

It was no different from throwing an egg at a rock. He was simply sending himself to his death.

For the past few decades, Jiang Chen and Zheng Yun had gotten along quite well and could be considered friends.

Jiang Chen felt that he should do something, not for anything else, just the feeling of injustice in his chest.

After a few days.

When Jiang Chen got up, he discovered that Steward Zheng, who was usually slovenly and unkempt, actually didn’t drink alcohol for the first time. He had even cleaned himself up.

Surprisingly, from a middle-aged man with a scraggly beard, he had turned into a handsome and extraordinary middle-aged man full of maturity and melancholic temperament.

No wonder he was able to win against his love competition back then. Who knew how many women he could charm with this appearance?

Jiang Chen laughed and said, “Elder Zheng, you really surprised me. I almost didn’t recognize you.”

Steward Zheng let out a long sigh. “After being numb for so long, it was time to wake up. There are some things that have to be faced. You can escape for a while, but you can never escape your heart.”

“Even so, it’s better to live abjectly than to die honorably. Have you thought about it? If you go, you might die!” Jiang Chen looked straight at Steward Zheng, as if he wanted to see something on his face.

Although he had already decided to lend a hand, if Steward Zheng had even the slightest bit of hesitation, he would naturally not have to do so.

If even the person in question wanted to give up, why would an outsider like Jiang Chen need to make a move?

A bitter smile appeared on the steward’s face. There were reluctance, pain, and spite. In the end, they all turned into determination.

“You know about it? It’s all true. As long as you ask around, you’ll know. After all, I’m already a joke in the sect.”

Jiang Chen shook his head and said, “Rushing for the crown and fighting for the beauty, since ancient times, how many people have been able to do it? Steward Zheng has deep feelings and is a hero of the present era.”

“Haha, Brother Jiang, some say I’m stupid. Some say I’m too attached to the past. Some say it’s not worth it. Some say there’s no need to fight. But this is the first time I’ve heard someone say that to me! Rushing for the crown and fighting for the beauty? Your words make my life seem worthy!”

Powerful magic power fluctuations suddenly surged out from Zheng Yun, turning into terrifying ripples that continuously spread out in all directions.

With everything said, he soared into the sky and left coolly.

“Extreme glory — in the end, it will decline after reaching the peak!” Jiang Chen muttered to himself as he looked at the blazing figure.

In Jiang Chen’s eyes, Steward Zheng was like a blazing fireball, sublimating to the extreme and blazing beyond compare!

However, it was also like rootless duckweed. The fiercer the fire, the closer it was to extinguishing!

As expected, he was determined to die!

He was prepared to fight to the death in the sect tournament.

“It’s time to take action. Otherwise, Old Buddy Zheng will really be beaten to death.”

The tournament would begin in 10 days, and Jiang Chen did not have much time left.

He was prepared to make a move today and give Luo Cheng a taste of his own medicine.

Thus, Jiang Chen went toward the South District, putting the spiritual array of the Forging Hall to the back of his agenda.

Ding ding dang dang!

When Jiang Chen arrived at the Forging Hall, he immediately heard the familiar sound of forging.

Yes, the place looked like a blacksmith shop in the mortal world.

Quite a few disciples were busy in the open space outside the Hall, beating the embryos of spirit iron.

These were all the basics of forging. If one wanted to attain brilliant forging skills, one had to master the basics. Smelting spirit iron was the first step.

Over the years, Jiang Chen had passed by this place countless times and was naturally very familiar with it.

Similarly, he had seen the chief senior brother of the Forging Hall, Luo Cheng, many times.

This was especially true in recent days. When Jiang Chen had come to exchange spirit stones, he had paid close attention to his surroundings and had made inquiries. He knew everything about the Forging Hall area like the back of his hand.

For the sect tournament, Luo Cheng had been refining a spirit weapon in the rear mountain of the Hall.

There was usually only Luo Cheng there, which was the perfect opportunity for Jiang Chen to carry out his plan.

When Jiang Chen passed by here, no one would be suspicious about a laborer from the Firesmith Hall. After all, he passed by here every day, and everyone was already used to it.

If Jiang Chen hadn’t come today, it would have actually attracted more attention.

When he reached a deserted place, Jiang Chen changed into a black outfit and took out a silver mask.

Unique Treasure, Myriad Mask!

It could transform him into anyone he had ever seen.

He turned into a flame that was invisible and then used his movement technique. He floated toward the area at the back of the mountain.

At this moment, Luo Cheng’s upper body was bare, and he was continuously striking the spear that had already taken form. In addition, he was using his magic power to carve runes on the spear.

Beside Luo Cheng, someone wearing the robes of the Forging Hall was standing respectfully. This person was Luo Cheng’s trusted subordinate, his junior brother, Fang Jia.

“Personally go and make sure Zheng Yun’s family is under our control. When the tournament starts, tell him this news. I don’t believe he won’t give in after hearing that.”

As Luo Cheng forged his spirit weapon, his voice was filled with killing intent.

He naturally knew that Zheng Yun wanted to challenge him.

It just so happened that he also wanted to use this opportunity to kill Zheng Yun and completely eliminate all future trouble with him.

Fang Jia said, “Eldest Senior Brother, that Zheng Yun is already crippled. He’s definitely not your match. Do we have to do this?”

“Hmph! You dare question my orders?”

Luo Cheng coldly snorted, causing the atmosphere to turn heavy. A heavy and imposing aura was emitted, causing Fang Jia to break out in cold sweat.

He quickly knelt on one knee and apologized repeatedly.

“Hmph, I thought so. Although that Zheng Yun is crippled, we cannot underestimate him.”

At the mention of his opponent, Luo Cheng’s expression turned grave. This person could be said to be his greatest enemy, and it wasn’t unreasonable for him to be overly cautious.

“Alright, hurry up and get it done. If you can’t handle this properly, bring your head back.”

“Yes, Senior Brother!”

After the disciple respectfully agreed, he hurriedly left.

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