"Brother Zimo, just give me a little, pretty please, waaah," Liao Ruyan said, immediately acting cute and coquettish at the sight of this.
"Be my bootlicker and praise me until I'm happy, then I'll agree," Xu Zimo snorted coldly.
"I refuse. Someone like me would never bend for food. I absolutely cannot open my eyes and speak nonsense." Liao Ruyan looked seriously at Xu Zimo and said, word by word, "I've always believed that words are the most charming thing in this world.
But your handsomeness is beyond the description of words. It feels as though even one glance at you would be a kind of desecration.
Oh no, it's the feeling of my heart fluttering.
Hurry and turn your head away. Don't let me see that handsome face of yours. My heart will be pounding like a little deer; what if it pounds too fast and crashes to death?"
"Why are you speaking such honest truths?" Xu Zimo shot Liao Ruyan a reproachful look, then said, "I'll reward you with a drumstick later."
Lin Ruhu and Zhang Chongtian, standing nearby, both silently muttered in their hearts, "Shameless."
One truly dared to praise, while the other truly dared to accept it with a clear conscience.
The group put out the fire, then brought over the two chickens.
The surface of the braised Medicinal Dao Sacred Chicken had already turned golden yellow, enough to whet anyone's appetite at a single glance.
As for the steamed Medicinal Dao Sacred Chicken, the moment the lid was lifted, a dense surge of spiritual energy rushed forth, as if all its essence had been condensed within the pale white broth.
"Come, drain this bowl of chicken soup!" Xu Zimo raised his bowl and shouted.
When the chicken entered his stomach, Xu Zimo could clearly feel warmth spreading through his body, while an especially rich current of spiritual energy circulated within him.
He nearly failed to suppress his cultivation level and was on the verge of breaking through into the Spirit Vein Realm.
Everyone ate their fill. Afterward, they felt invigorated all over, as if they had endless strength to expend, as refreshed as though they had attained immortality and the Dao.
"Where did you buy these chickens? They're so delicious. When I get back, I'll have my grandfather buy some too," Liao Ruyan asked as she gnawed on a drumstick.
"Don't talk. Can't eating shut your mouth?" Xu Zimo yelled back.
At this moment, at Qingshan Peak where Xu Qingshan resided, a woman arrived through the air and landed atop the peak.
She wore purple robes that displayed her graceful figure to perfection. Her long hair was coiled behind her head and tied with a blue ribbon.
Her features were exquisite, and she carried an icy, domineering aura that made others afraid to meet her gaze.
"Sixth Elder, is there something you need?" Xu Qingshan turned around and asked.
This woman was precisely the Sixth Elder of the True Martial Sacred Sect, known as the Moonlight Fairy. Her true name was Xiao Yuexuan.
Within the True Martial Sacred Sect, the First Elder through the Fifth Elder had all cultivated for a thousand years before reaching the Saint Meridian Realm. Combined with their seasoned aptitude and great merits earned through toil, they had been promoted into the ranks of the seven great elders.
Meanwhile, the Sixth Elder, Seventh Elder, and Vice Sect Master Xu Qingshan were all exceptionally gifted. Having cultivated for just over a hundred years, they had already advanced into the Saint Meridian Realm.
They had attained their current status through powerful strength and outstanding talent; one could say they had fought their way there inch by inch.
"Vice Sect Master, I may be leaving the sect for a while soon," Xiao Yuexuan said in a cold tone. "Before I began cultivating, I once depended on an older sister for survival.
But later, with my heart set on stepping onto the Martial Dao Heavenly Path and joining the True Martial Sacred Sect, I accidentally lost contact with her.
Now that I have achieved success in cultivation, I always find myself thinking of her late at night. So I wish to leave the sect and search for her."
"No problem. Go," Xu Qingshan said with a wave of his hand.
The True Martial Sacred Sect was strictly managed. Ordinary disciples had to report their departure from the sect, and inner and outer elders also had to seek instructions from someone above them before leaving.
As for the core seven great elders, they generally only needed to inform the Sect Master or Vice Sect Master directly.
Of course, Xu Qingshan would not deliberately make things difficult by refusing to let her leave. In the end, it was merely a formality.
A sect was a place of belonging in many people's hearts, but it was also a small collective with rules. It could not be that you came and went whenever you wished, acting entirely according to your own will.
Unless one day, you became strong enough to disregard the rules.
After Xiao Yuexuan left the True Martial Sacred Sect, she headed east all the way.
She traveled through the air, her gaze bright and profound. Her purple robes fluttered lightly in the wind, while an aura that soared to the clouds curled around her.
When she passed over a forest, all the demonic beasts below trembled in fear.
On Yan Nan Peak, Xu Zimo stood at the mountaintop, gazing toward the east.
"Chu Yang, around this time, you should be about to embark on the path of cultivation too, shouldn't you?" A strange smile curled across Xu Zimo's lips. "The protagonist is making his entrance, and the female lead should also be drawing open the curtain on this vast and magnificent story."
He gazed at the horizon, his thoughts seeming to return to those unbearable events from his Previous Life.
"Baili Xiao, Baili Xiao. In my Previous Life, you deceived me for so long, used me up, then kicked me into the abyss and transformed yourself into the female lead.
This life, we'll start over. The reins of this game are in my hands now."
Xu Zimo laughed loudly as he descended Yan Nan Peak and headed toward his father's Qingshan Peak.
In truth, he was not worried at all. Instead, he felt a fresh sort of excitement.
Every story had a protagonist and a villain. Protagonists were always favored by the heavens, possessing an undying halo, a fortuitous encounter halo, and a charm halo.
In short, they were like cockroaches that could not be beaten to death. They always escaped danger, and even if they fell off a cliff, they would not die. Instead, they would find some Divine Skill Secret Manuals or encounter an old grandpa who taught them martial arts.
There was never a shortage of girls around them. So long as a girl was beautiful, she would be taken into their harem, obedient to the protagonist in every way, and these girls all came from terrifyingly powerful backgrounds.
And villains? They were always tragic figures, ruining a winning hand beyond recognition. In the end, their families were destroyed and they themselves perished, becoming a stepping stone beneath the protagonist's rise.
Xu Zimo believed that protagonists could rise only because the villains' settings were far too brainless.
They clearly could have used absolute power and gone all out to kill the protagonist directly, yet they insisted on sending random nobodies one after another to deliver experience.
By the time the protagonist had been fattened up and the villain finally took him seriously, the protagonist had already grown his wings and begun to rise.
Xu Zimo chuckled. "Wasn't I that kind of brainless villain in my Previous Life?"
Xu Zimo now knew every trump card Chu Yang possessed, including the location of the small village where Chu Yang currently lived.
If Xu Zimo wanted to kill Chu Yang, now was the best opportunity. He did not need to send any subordinates.
Xu Zimo could directly ask his father, Xu Qingshan, for help. If a Saint Meridian Realm expert personally acted, then let alone Chu Yang being the protagonist, even ten lives would not be enough.
The protagonist's luck would protect him, but that protection had its limits.
If that protection had no limits, then when the waste of a protagonist rose to prominence, he could directly go provoke death in those great sects during the early stages. Since luck would protect him from death anyway, why would he need to cultivate bit by bit from the bottom, then advance step by step toward higher levels?
Even with Elder Samsara around, what could he do against an attack from a Saint Meridian Realm expert? Chu Yang would have no way to escape.
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