novelraw Chapter 47 : I’ve Been Waiting for You for a Long Time
Chapter 47 : I’ve Been Waiting for You for a Long Time
Chapter 47: I’ve Been Waiting for You for a Long Time
“‘What do you mean by that?’”
Shen Tian halted, his brows furrowing.
He felt that at this moment, not only had Shen Yanzhou’s expression changed, but even his bearing and aura were entirely different from that cowardly, life-fearing wastrel from before.
“‘Of course, it means just what it sounds like.’”
“‘I’ve been waiting for you for a long time,’” Shen Yanzhou said with a faint smile.
Shen Tian froze completely.
A chill ran down his spine, the veins at his temples throbbing violently.
A primal sense of danger surged up from instinct itself, warning him that something was gravely wrong.
There was trickery at play here.
How could this wastrel suddenly seem like a different man altogether? That expression of his… was just like a cat toying with a mouse.
The next moment, the sharp whistle of wind burst beside Shen Tian’s ears.
The rain curtain around him was torn apart again and again—the sound of treetops swaying under powerful gales.
It meant that many people were rapidly approaching from all directions.
His face changed drastically.
Without a second thought, he dashed madly toward another direction.
Buzz!!!
However, the very next instant, a brilliant light flared in the air.
A vast green net appeared, enveloping the sky, its radiance flowing like misty waves that surged toward Shen Tian.
At the same time, countless crisscrossing lines—dense as a spider’s web—appeared in the air, interwoven into a glowing lattice.
Within the distant darkness and rain, four vague silhouettes could be faintly seen.
They sat cross-legged, their faces blurred, impossible to discern clearly.
They chanted continuously, offering one talisman after another—it was like watching an ancient sacrificial ritual unfold.
Meanwhile, deep within the shadows of the treetops, numerous figures charged forward at great speed.
Through the fog and rain, they looked like a pack of wolves tracking blood in the dark.
“You’re trying to ambush me?!”
Shen Tian’s scalp went numb, his back drenched in cold sweat.
Even with his slowness, he understood instantly.
Shock and fury twisted within him—he had never imagined that Shen Yanzhou, that supposed wastrel, had set a trap for him.
How could he? What gave him the courage?!
Shen Yanzhou said nothing, merely stood quietly beside the tree trunk, waiting for the people of Luofu Cloud Cavern to arrive.
Boom!!!
The heavens seemed to tremble as the green net descended from above, shrouding the air.
Shen Tian exerted his full strength, punching upward with a violent roar.
The gale from his strike seemed to tear through the heavens—yet, at the very moment of impact, he sensed something wrong.
His terrifying strength failed to break it.
This was clearly a specially crafted treasure, engraved with countless sealing runes.
Its internal structure was vast as an ocean, its material both supple and unyielding—impossible to destroy.
Even his Heavenly Gang True Qi, famed for its pure, masculine force that restrained both the shamanic spirit mediums and Daoist spiritual energy, now faltered as though mired in quicksand.
“Even this treasure is tailored to restrain me…”
Cold sweat streamed down his back.
Staring at Shen Yanzhou’s calm, shadowed gaze under the tree, his scalp tingled.
“So, this man set me up—wants to kill me and take my place completely?”
“Once I die, his false identity as the heir will be cemented beyond question’”
“Was his years of wastefulness all an act? Or has someone powerful been guiding him from the shadows?”
Countless thoughts surged through Shen Tian’s mind.
Terror and rage warred within him, leaving his limbs cold.
“No. I must break out of this alive.”
Without hesitation, he summoned the protective sword energy he had originally prepared to use against Shen Yanzhou.
True Qi surged, pouring into the gleaming white Huixue Sword.
In his hand, it shone like a miniature sun—sword energy roaring like rivers and mountains.
“Break!”
Shen Tian roared, brandishing Huixue.
Boom!!!
The sword strike cleaved through the rain.
The brilliant radiance illuminated the entire Hidden Moon Mountain; demons would flee before it—nothing could withstand it.
The torrential sword energy swept across the sky, vaporizing every drop of rain, as though heavenly light had descended upon the world.
Even the distant beasts that had been roaring moments ago fell silent, trembling under the oppressive might of that sword.
As expected, when the sword light slashed against the green net, no treasure—no matter how resilient—could endure it.
In an instant, it shattered into countless fragments, scattering with the rain into the mud below.
“Ugh…”
From afar, the four shadowed figures sitting cross-legged all coughed up blood simultaneously.
Crimson streamed from their noses and mouths—they had clearly suffered heavy internal injuries.
“Although the Heavenly Net of Jade is but an imitation, not the original artifact personally forged by that ancient ancestor, when four elders join hands to activate it, its power can restrain even a typical Third Rank cultivator. Yet even so, it still couldn’t withstand a mere strand of sword energy from that Sword Immortal.”
“No wonder he once struck fear into the Northern Desert Prefecture and the invading Beiyu army…”
The approaching Fu Yuying trembled inwardly as she witnessed the world-shattering sword strike from afar, her heart filled with awe.
“Fortunately, I never planned to rely on that net alone to trap him.”
“‘Form the array.’”
Fu Yuying’s voice remained calm and steady as she gave the order.
The prepared experts of Luofu Cloud Cavern drew out carved jade talismans, each engraved with intricate formation patterns.
As they chanted and sprinkled their blood upon them, the terrain around them changed abruptly.
Just as Shen Tian thought he’d found a chance to escape—still mourning the loss of his protective sword energy—the surroundings suddenly filled with thick fog.
This fog was not from the rain but appeared out of nowhere, sweeping across the land and obscuring everything.
The mountain paths that had been faintly visible moments ago were now completely hidden.
“They even laid a formation to distort the terrain, waiting for me to arrive…”
“Who exactly are you working with?!”
Shen Tian’s heart turned to ice as he glared at Shen Yanzhou, shouting furiously.
Shen Yanzhou chuckled, the tables now utterly turned in an instant.
“Do you think I would tell you that?”
“No—take that question with you. Find your answer on the road to the Yellow Springs.” Shen Yanzhou smiled faintly.
“If I’m to die, I’ll make sure you come with me!”
Shen Tian’s hatred blazed like wildfire.
He had never imagined that he would fall prey to Shen Yanzhou’s schemes.
Everyone had underestimated this man’s ambition.
He was never the foolish wastrel he appeared to be.
Even the entire Demon Suppression Prince’s Mansion had been deceived by him.
Negative emotions from Shen Tian +33 +41 +44…
Shen Yanzhou smiled still, paying no attention to Shen Tian as his figure gradually disappeared into the fog.
The incarnation of the Martial God’s will was the ultimate trump card he had kept hidden.
Only after Shen Tian had nearly exhausted all his means would he unleash it—ensuring absolute victory.
For now… he would let Fu Yuying and the other Luofu Cloud Cavern experts wear down Shen Tian’s remaining two protective sword energies.
Even though his own strength was no longer weak, Shen Yanzhou still preferred not to expose his hand too easily.
After all, the fewer who knew of one’s trump cards—the greater their deterrent power.