Qi Yuan returned to Seven Colors Peak with the first-grade Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object, the Yellow Flower Fruit.
Before long, he returned to the courtyard.
His junior sister, Jiang Lingsu, was cultivating, seemingly at a critical juncture.
Qi Yuan glanced at his junior sister's Thatched Cottage. White mist filled its interior; her cultivation seemed to have reached a crucial moment.
Qi Yuan passed by the Thatched Cottage and headed up the mountain.
Before long, a barrier appeared before Qi Yuan.
It was a restriction laid down by his master, Ruan Yixi, preventing Qi Yuan from going up the mountain.
"Open sesame!"
Qi Yuan tried calling out.
Unfortunately, the restriction did not budge.
"Could it be that I misunderstood Master's meaning?"
Qi Yuan was troubled.
His master had secured a first-grade Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object for him. Did her intentions even need to be considered?
Could it be... that he had been too subtle?
With that in mind, Qi Yuan held the first-grade Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object, the Yellow Flower Fruit, in both hands.
He raised the Yellow Flower Fruit high.
"Master, your disciple Qi Yuan has brought the Bride Price!"
The restriction did not budge.
Qi Yuan looked up and saw the clouds in the sky gathering at that moment, as though some peerless ferocious beast lurked within them!
A cold wind blew over, making Qi Yuan's face ache.
Only after quite a while did those strange phenomena vanish.
Qi Yuan revealed a puzzled expression.
"Could it be that I misunderstood Master's meaning?"
"No, it must be that the Yellow Flower Fruit has bad symbolism. Yellow flower, yellow flower—yesterday's yellow flower!"
"Or perhaps, could it be that she is already my wife? Why would I still give her Bride Price?"
At that thought, Qi Yuan became excited again.
His eyes had clearly seen it...
Her name was Ruan Yixi. On the surface, she was your beautiful master, but in truth, she might be your wife.
He had seen it with his own eyes. How could it be false?
As everyone knew, eyes did not lie, and what eyes saw could not be Photoshopped.
Of course, if the Man from the Motherland heard Qi Yuan's words, he would probably call him Fei Yang Yang.
Qi Yuan put down the Yellow Flower Fruit and prepared to return to his own Thatched Cottage.
Just then, Jiang Lingsu walked out of her room, suspicion written across her face. "Senior Brother, did you feel anything strange just now?"
While cultivating, she had suddenly sensed the transformations of the four seasons between heaven and earth.
It seemed that some powerful expert's emotional fluctuations had caused Spiritual Qi to stir.
"Perhaps it was Master." Qi Yuan did not conceal it.
"Master?" Jiang Lingsu felt that was normal enough. Looking at Qi Yuan, she felt certain that this abnormal senior brother of hers had somehow offended their master.
If it was their master, that was perfectly normal.
Jiang Lingsu's gaze fell on the box in Qi Yuan's hand. Her delicate nose twitched. "A first-grade Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object, the Yellow Flower Fruit?
Senior Brother, not bad at all."
She looked at Qi Yuan with an expression of curiosity.
In her view, her senior brother had talent, but his combat abilities were probably lacking.
After all, on the Obsession Path, a game, where would he find chances to improve his actual combat skills?
Qi Yuan also looked at Jiang Lingsu with a puzzled expression. "You don't happen to be surnamed Zhou, do you?"
"???" Jiang Lingsu was bewildered. Her senior brother's train of thought was truly bizarre.
"You know, the one who lived in Xia Luo's shadow." Qi Yuan tried hard to recall.
Jiang Lingsu was speechless. She felt that her senior brother had played too many games and could no longer distinguish games from reality.
"Senior Brother, are you going out to walk your blade again later?" Jiang Lingsu changed the subject, unwilling to speak nonsense with Qi Yuan.
"Not today."
"Huh? Don't you go every day?"
"Today, I need to sharpen my blade!"
"What are you doing?"
"I want to eat fish."
"Senior Brother... I don't know why, but whenever you speak, I always feel a chill."
At Shinguang Sect, Zheng Jianghe's face was somewhat pale. Evidently, he had yet to fully recover from his previous injuries.
The physician from Divine Medicine Peak said softly, "Your injuries have not fully healed. Are you still going?"
Zheng Jianghe's face darkened. "As the Golden Light Hall's duty disciple, I must go.
Otherwise, if something like that happens in Rong City again, what face would I have left to live in this world!"
"Sigh, your temperament is simply too unyielding." The physician sighed regretfully as he applied the prepared medicinal liquid to Zheng Jianghe's body.
Zheng Jianghe had only just broken through to Foundation Establishment and had not cultivated any healing secret arts. Moreover, he was not skilled in wood- or water-element Dao arts, so his recovery was extremely slow.
"Today, Black Mountain Sect made trouble, showing just how overbearing they are!
I heard the elders on the peak discussing that the Black Chicken Old Demon may have already entered the Divine Infant Late Stage.
That Chu Tianxiong will likely become even more arrogant.
They chose to spend the night in Rong City. They may well be harboring sinister intentions!" The physician worried for Zheng Jianghe.
"If I go, they will surely be wary of striking at the rat for fear of breaking the vase. Could it be that they would actually dare kill me?" Zheng Jianghe said. Dense killing intent surged in his eyes. "Everyone from Black Mountain Sect deserves to die!"
He knew exactly what kind of utterly wicked existence Black Mountain Sect was.
It could be said that not a single disciple in their sect was a good person. All of them were demonic cultivators with blood staining their hands.
Several years ago, an Origin Core elder of Black Mountain Sect refined a Soul Summoning Banner and stripped the souls from every living being in an entire town to refine it.
Afterward, that Origin Core elder shamelessly claimed that the townspeople had been idle for too long, so he had found something for them to do.
Those fiends had long since lost their humanity.
The physician understood Zheng Jianghe's thoughts, but he could not help saying, "They may not dare kill you, but they can still injure you. Be more careful this time."
Rong City.
A broad residence stood there, yet not a trace of human habitation remained.
Tattered red paper cuttings still seemed to cling to the broken windows.
Several fish swayed their tails in the pond within the courtyard, as though waiting for someone to feed them.
Faint bloodstains lingered on the moss-covered marble.
Chu Tianxiong stepped into the residence and laughed heartily. "Elder, we shall stay here tonight."
Chicken Worshipping Ancestor looked at the residence and revealed a satisfied smile. "Tianxiong, you truly know how to get things done.
Staying here will surely disgust that bunch of sanctimonious righteous people."
Beside them, the other Black Mountain Sect disciples stepped forward and asked, "Steward Tianxiong, is there something unusual about this place? Why would staying here make Shinguang Sect uncomfortable?"
Hearing that, Chu Tianxiong laughed loudly. "That is because half a month ago, the man of this household got married.
The bride he married was truly beautiful—three parts more alluring than even my master's wife!"
At those words, the Black Mountain Sect disciples present all had their eyes light up.
"Three parts more alluring than Master's wife? Steward Tianxiong, you were blessed!"
"Right before her husband's eyes, I was preparing to... Who would have thought that woman was fierce enough to smash herself to death against a pillar.
Look, it was that pillar up ahead.
I killed people here for the time it takes half an incense stick to burn. Afterward, I held her corpse and slept for the whole night."
"Steward Tianxiong, how did the corpse taste?"
"Hmph." Chu Tianxiong snorted coldly. "Do you people all think I am some lecherous, bloodthirsty brute?
If you see me that way, you are looking down on me too much.
I seized a newlywed wife and slaughtered her entire family not for mere carnal desire, but naturally to cultivate a Dao art!
If a person is controlled by simple desires, then he is unworthy of setting foot upon the path of immortality!"
Hearing this, the other Black Mountain Sect disciples all revealed admiring expressions. "Steward Tianxiong speaks well!"
"Dao arts above all!"
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