Somewhere in the Qingzhou region.
There was no one in the mountains.
Chen Yuan felt extremely upset because he had always liked getting things for free. He would take advantage whenever he could and just slack off. In the end, he was lulled into the Fiendcelestial Cult.
He thought that he could cultivate immortality for free, but to his surprise, his aptitude was too poor and he could only be in the bottom few.
Not to mention that he was in the doldrums. Now that he finally got a major task, he wanted to try his luck and gain some credit while slacking off.
However, he had somehow fallen into Ye Ping's hands.
Chen Yuan was extremely miserable. 'I'm just a copycat who follows the crowd, and yet I died at Ye Ping's hands for no reason.'
Not only did he die, he even got chased around by Ye Ping. Be it when he was dead or alive, he was put through extreme misery.
After hearing Ye Ping's words, Chen Yuan was even more upset.
