Dragon-Marked War God

Jiang Chen gazed at Yan Qingcheng for a long time, but her unfamiliar eyes filled his heart with sorrow. It was as if she and he were complete strangers. Those eyes, as though they had never had the slightest contact, even somewhat cold-blooded, deeply stung Jiang Chen.

He did not know why everything had become like this. The perfect ending he had originally hoped for had only plunged him even deeper into the abyss. What exactly had that viper-hearted Yun Geyao done to her? Jiang Chen had no way of knowing, but he was full of grief. Everything seemed to have gone back to the way it was at the very beginning.

But Jiang Chen knew that as long as she was still alive, there was always a chance for things to turn around.

Life does not always go as one wishes. Jiang Chen felt deeply that his trials were simply too many. Up until now he had only found Yan Qingcheng. Sister Ning and Xiao Yu were still missing. Jiang Chen suddenly felt that he was a failure, yet he was powerless and could only silently choose to keep pressing forward.

Yan Qingcheng was still here. No matter what she had become, Jiang Chen would not choose to leave her. This time he would never let go of her hand again and let her endure the torment of pain alone.

“I don’t understand what you’re saying at all. Do we know each other?”

Yan Qingcheng’s cold voice made Jiang Chen incomparably miserable. He forced out a smile and nodded:

“We used to be incredibly close friends. Our true affection was as deep as the sea.”

“Don’t say something so sappy. I have no idea who you are, and I don’t know whether we know each other. I don’t trust anyone.”

Yan Qingcheng stared coldly at Jiang Chen. The look between the two of them grew more and more complicated, one incomparably cold, the other incomparably ardent. Only now did Jiang Chen understand what the farthest distance in the world was: standing right in front of the one you love while she does not know that you love her. Clearly loving each other, yet unable to be together. No one could know that kind of pain.

“Then… do you know why you’re here?”

Jiang Chen continued to ask. It seemed that awakening Yan Qingcheng would be extremely difficult.

“Whatever you want to say, even if I’ve forgotten everything from before, I won’t trust anyone, because no one in this world is worth trusting.”

“I don’t need you to remind me why I’m here. There’s someone here who wants to hurt me. She caught me and brought me here and wanted to seal me, but she didn’t have the ability.”

Yan Qingcheng’s stubborn, resolute voice was full of coldness. The Yan Qingcheng who had once been as tender as honey and as passionate as fire toward him had long since vanished without a trace. In her place was what could even be called an icy, cold-beauty queen. Jiang Chen truly did not know how long this would last. If he could not bring ‘Yan Qingcheng’ back, she might stay like this for the rest of her life.

“You’ve forgotten. So you know you’ve forgotten a lot of things?”

Jiang Chen’s eyes lit up, a look of joy at the corner of his mouth.

“I know, but I don’t want to remember those memories that once broke my heart. I don’t care who you are. Don’t think about getting close to me, or you’ll die a very ugly death.”

Yan Qingcheng clenched her hand, and an Azure Spirit Sword appeared in it. She thrust out with the sword, which plunged straight into Jiang Chen’s chest. Jiang Chen did not dodge or evade. It hit him squarely in the chest, and blood spilled everywhere.

In that instant, Yan Qingcheng frowned tightly, her pretty face growing darker and darker.

“Why didn’t you dodge? With your strength, you shouldn’t be unable to dodge even this one thrust, right?”

Yan Qingcheng’s eyes burned. She did not know why this man was like this, standing here pestering her and saying such baffling things. But having stabbed Jiang Chen with this sword, she actually felt somewhat unable to bear it.

“This thrust was deserved. It should make me understand that you actually hurt more than I do. As long as you let me stay by your side, that’s enough.”

Jiang Chen said with a smile. He did not care about the pain. What he cared about was that Yan Qingcheng would come around. He knew that the current Yan Qingcheng’s body, consciousness and soul all belonged to herself. But why she had become like this was baffling.

“Inexplicable.”

Yan Qingcheng said coldly. She pulled the Azure Spirit Sword out of Jiang Chen’s chest, turned and left.

Jiang Chen followed Yan Qingcheng without the slightest hesitation. Her movements were like a thread in his heart, pulling him along.

“Everything on this mountain, you caused it? And that woman who wanted to kill me, you drove her off too?”

Yan Qingcheng’s delicate brows twitched as she looked at Jiang Chen, seemingly waiting for his answer.

“Yes.”

Jiang Chen nodded. Yan Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, seemingly thinking about something.

But Yan Qingcheng’s eyes were still as cold as frost. It seemed she had not a trace of feeling toward anyone or anything.

“If you like, then follow me.”

Yan Qingcheng turned and walked step by step down Qionghua Mountain. Jiang Chen’s face showed joy. It seemed she at least did not reject him so much. At least she knew she had been caught and brought here by a wicked woman. As for what had happened afterward, Jiang Chen did not know what had gone on, so he had no way of knowing what had happened. But now he could only choose to follow Yan Qingcheng.

Yan Qingcheng traveled far. For three years they ate in the wind and slept in the open. Jiang Chen followed behind Yan Qingcheng without saying a word, silently guarding her. Yan Qingcheng also knew Jiang Chen was there, but she did not know what that man actually wanted or why he was following her. When he had gone to the summit of Qionghua Mountain, had he really gone to save her? Or did he have some other aim?

Yan Qingcheng thought it over in her heart, but she did not trust anyone, because in her very bones she kept everyone a thousand miles away.

Yan Qingcheng was very strong, which surprised even Jiang Chen. The two of them were of similar strength, both experts of the Early Divine Emperor Realm. But Yan Qingcheng’s soul power was something even he could not see through. Or rather, could she also have broken through to an Emperor Realm soul?

Over three years, Yan Qingcheng gradually stopped being so cold toward the man who followed behind her. Whatever his reason for silently trailing behind her, it gave Yan Qingcheng a sense of peace of mind. She ought to have hated Jiang Chen, but as he appeared by her side time and time again, his invisible presence had formed an unspoken understanding between them.

“Why do you follow me?”

One day, Yan Qingcheng suddenly sat on a mountain peak and murmured. Her soft words were carried on the sound of the wind into Jiang Chen’s ears.

“Because of love.”

Jiang Chen’s words “because of love” left Yan Qingcheng slightly stunned. She did not even understand what love was.

“Then where are you going?”

Jiang Chen looked at Yan Qingcheng from afar and asked.

“To look for someone. Someone who can give me peace of mind.”

Yan Qingcheng said.