Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest

After the increase in points, it became even sharper.

It was this sharp perception that issued a warning to Wang Chen: there was a massive threat inside the room ahead!

“Is that you, my dear nephew?”

Just as Wang Chen was about to retreat, a deep voice reached his ears: “I am your uncle.”

Uncle?

Wang Chen halted in his tracks, and a memory flashed through his mind in an instant.

A memory from the original host.

Lv Defang, Wang Shaoyuan’s close friend in the sect!

Five years after Wang Shaoyuan went missing while exploring Heaven Cloud Mountain and little Wang Chen became an orphan, it was Lv Defang who had introduced him to join the Cloud Sun sect and become an Outer Sect Spiritual Plant Farmer.

This Qi Cultivator at the ninth level was the only support the original host had in the sect!

The original host trusted Lv Defang immensely and always regarded him as family.

Initially, when the original host had settled here, Lv Defang would visit every now and then.

But later, the visits became less frequent.

The last time the original host saw Lv Defang was half a year ago!

Nevertheless, the original host was very grateful to Lv Defang, harboring strong feelings of admiration.

But now, it was Wang Chen who occupied this body.

“Uncle?”

Wang Chen hesitated for a moment, then showed a look of surprise: “How did you get here?”

His mind raced, and instead of retreating, he stepped into the room.

Although unclear why he had felt an extreme sense of danger just now, considering that Lv Defang had no reason to harm the original host, Wang Chen forced himself to calm down and face this nominal uncle.

If he turned and ran, or showed any signs of fear or apprehension, it would have been far too abnormal!

In the room, there was now a black rosewood table with a small red clay stove on top.

The black pottery kettle on the stove was bubbling with steam, “gurgling” away.

A refined middle-aged man was sitting next to the table, leisurely boiling water and tasting tea.

The man appeared to be in his thirties or forties, dressed in an Azure Taoist Robe, his face without a beard and his temples graying, giving off the impression of a scholarly gentleman who had read many poetic scriptures.

Wang Chen immediately bent down to pay his respects: “Nephew sees Uncle!”

The moment he entered the room, the sensation of danger from before had vanished without a trace.

“My dear nephew, no need for such formalities.”

Lv Defang smiled, lifting his hand slightly, and said, “Come, sit down and let’s talk.”

His smile was warm and his amiable words felt like a spring breeze.

Wang Chen was apprehensive: “Nephew wouldn’t dare.”

The original host held both admiration and considerable awe for this uncle.

“There’s no need to be so courteous between us.”

Lv Defang sighed, “Your father passed early, and I have neither son nor daughter; I’ve always seen you as my own kin.”

“It’s just that I’ve been running about outside these past two years and have neglected you.”

Wang Chen quickly said: “Uncle gives too much credit, I will never forget your kindness for as long as I live!”

“You, you…”

Lv Defang chuckled, gave a helpless laugh, and gestured at Wang Chen with a flick of his finger: “Sit down, quickly!”

Wang Chen reluctantly took a seat on another chair, looking as if he were sitting on pins and needles.

Lv Defang glanced at Wang Chen, a sharp glint passing through his eyes: “Not bad, the fourth level of Qi Cultivation.”

He paused, then continued, “I’ve just returned to the sect. Hearing of the Evil Wraith’s invasion last night, I was worried you might have been in trouble. Seeing that you’re safe and sound eases my mind.”

Wang Chen swallowed nervously: “Thank you for your concern, Uncle.”

“No need to be so formal.”

Lv Defang picked up the pottery kettle and poured a cup of tea for Wang Chen, saying, “I truly lack the time to take care of you. I still have to report to Merit Affairs Hall soon and must leave for a task. You’ll have to look after yourself.”

He produced a paper crane from his sleeve and handed it to Wang Chen: “Keep this Crane Message. If you encounter any difficult situation, just send it out. Even if I’m not within the sect, someone will receive it.”

“I dare not speak of major matters, but for minor ones, I do have some influence in the Outer Sect,” he said.

Wang Chen took it with both hands, sincerely anxious, “Thank you, uncle!”

Lv Defang was not boasting.

Five years ago, he was already a ninth-layer Qi Cultivator, and it’s estimated that by now, he has reached Complete Qi Cultivation.

He could prepare to break through to the Purple Mansion.

Although this threshold stops ninety-nine percent of Qi Cultivators at Great Perfection.

But with Lv Defang’s current age, who dares say he won’t have the chance to become a Purple Mansion Superior?

For some small matters, definitely, there are those willing to give Lv Defang some face.

Speaking of which, the original host had farmed the Spirit Fields outside for five years.

Always safe and without incident.

He had had disagreements with Zhang Xiaoshan of the Zhang Family, yet the Zhangs did nothing to him.

If it weren’t for Lv Defang’s influence, that would clearly be impossible!

“Then you should diligently cultivate.”

Very satisfied with Wang Chen’s attitude, Lv Defang stood up and said, “Once I successfully break through, I’ll bring you into the Inner Sect. Then you’ll no longer need to toil and fret.”

Wang Chen quickly stood up as well, hands trembling with excitement, “Uncle…”

His voice was choked up.

Lv Defang laughed heartily and reached out to pat Wang Chen’s shoulder, “After some time, I will come to see you again.”

Bowing, Wang Chen sent the man off with tears of gratitude.

To the end of the road outside.

Only after Lv Defang’s figure had completely disappeared from sight, did Wang Chen straighten up again.

His back was drenched in sweat!

Previously, Wang Chen had exhausted all his acting skills, and performed beyond his usual capability, to mimic some of the original host’s personality traits.

Being completely identical was impossible.

But in dealing with this substitute uncle, he believed there were no major slip-ups.

And although Lv Defang offered ample expression of apology and concern for Wang Chen, his old friend’s only son,

Wang Chen was not the original host.

He did not view him through the same thick filters.

In the course of their conversation,

Wang Chen keenly perceived, beneath Lv Defang’s kind facade, a trace of indescribable malice!

Especially when Lv Defang raised his hand to pat Wang Chen’s shoulder, the hairs on the back of Wang Chen’s neck stood up instantly.

It was as if a humanoid fierce beast approached, inadvertently revealing its ferocious face beneath the facade of pretense.

It was only by sheer willpower that Wang Chen managed not to lose his composure on the spot!

Once he was back inside his home, Wang Chen mulled over the meeting again and again.

He vaguely grasped something, yet was unable to pinpoint any clues.

But Wang Chen was certain of one thing.

That was, before his return, Lv Defang definitely already knew he was unharmed.

Therefore, when he saw Wang Chen, he showed neither surprise nor joy, remaining very indifferent.

Wang Chen then reviewed all the memories that the original host left regarding Lv Defang.

But he simply couldn’t guess why the man would harbor malice towards him.

If Lv Defang and Wang Shaoyuan were merely superficial brothers, with grievances and feuds unknown to others,

It would have been very simple for him to target the original host.

He wouldn’t even have to do it himself.

He wouldn’t have waited until now to develop evil intentions.

A destitute Wang Chen offered nothing of interest to a ninth-layer Qi Cultivator!

Wang Chen thought and thought, until his head ached.

But he could not come up with a reason.

The first update is here.