nashuaworldcup Chapter 114 Chivalrous and righteous
Chapter 114 Chivalrous and righteous
Leng Huan shushed the sky, then casually strolled over, tilting his head towards the lakeside pavilion on the other side, "Xiao Wu, come on, let's sit over there for a while."
The two moved to the pavilion. Leng Yan, who was seventeen years old, looked at Leng Huan sitting crookedly without any regard for his image and didn't say anything for a while.
Now everyone in the family knows that Leng Huan is a Golden Core cultivator, at least the youngest Golden Core clansman in the last thousand years.
Unintentionally, she became a role model for the younger generation.
It is also an insurmountable mountain, inspiring awe.
Leng Yan was inevitably a little reserved.
"Xiao Wu, the patriarch said you're going to marry Murong Bao. What are your thoughts? You can tell me." Seeing her discomfort, Leng Huan hesitated for a moment before asking gently. She even straightened her posture slightly, just like Leng Yan.
"Huh?" Leng Yan reacted, biting her lip. "I'm willing. It's not a bad deal to exchange for resources. Besides, I've met Murong Bao. He's good-looking, and his talent is about the same as mine. He's alright..."
Sighing, seeing her as cautious as a rabbit, Leng Huan had no choice but to ask, "Blood Bodhi, how many did you get?"
Leng Yan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Two, two."
That's too little. Well, she's destined to go out and marry into another family, so there won't be many more resources for her. Leng Huan thought for a moment, "You have dual spiritual roots, so the Blood Bodhi won't be of much use to you. I got a Marrow Cleansing Grass in the secret realm, so you can use it. It will be better when you become a single spiritual root."
After saying that, he took out a jade box and stuffed it into her arms before she could refuse. "Also, if you regret the marriage, come find me. I'll take you on a training trip. If you awaken your profound power, that would be great."
If you just bury yourself in your cultivation day after day and don't go out to see the world, how can you broaden your horizons?
Leng Yan didn't expect that she would come just to tell her these things, and even give her a rare high-grade marrow cleansing herb.
"Sister, no, I don't care about the marriage alliance. It's just that I really want to go out and gain experience, but my cultivation level is too low, and my mother won't let me go."
Leng Huan has been in seclusion recently, refining his divine soul, and doesn't know the specifics of the engagement. "So when are you getting engaged?"
"Three days later! So, can you wait a few days for me?" Leng Yan looked at her expectantly.
Leng Huan agreed.
From the incident of Leng Zhaohe giving her the Blood Bodhi, Leng Huan realized her position. In this dangerous world, it would always be better to have the protection of a family, and the more successful the family members are, the stronger the family will become.
She doesn't plan to go into seclusion anymore. Her progress is too fast, and her mind is unstable. She should go out and experience more.
She planned to visit her master's school first, retracing the route she took when she went south years ago.
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"You said you were going to take your disciples on a training trip?"
Leng Zhaohe had just finished dealing with some matters when Leng Huan arrived. He got straight to the point, saying he needed to return to his sect and take his disciples on a training trip. After a moment of surprise, he replied:
"This matter... well, let me discuss it with everyone again. Xiao Feng took the Foundation Establishment disciples on a training trip before, and the Qi Refining disciples... well, that's fine too."
Leng Huan: "Okay, Xiao Wu said she'll come along after her engagement, so I'll wait three days before leaving."
Leng Zhaohe raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, recalling her elopement years ago, and his feelings became somewhat complicated. "Are you sure you want to bring her along?"
"...Uncle, I am no longer the person I used to be. I know my limits."
"...Fine, whatever you say."
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Taking advantage of the time, Leng Huan asked Dong Xue to inquire about Murong Bao.
"Young Miss, that Young Master Murong and Fifth Miss are very... well-matched."
Leng Huan asked, "What?"
Dongxue: "He is a direct descendant of a collateral branch, of good character, and his talent is similar to that of the Fifth Miss. There are no major problems..." She leaned closer and whispered, "I heard that before the Murong family head announced the marriage candidates, he took the initiative to meet with the Murong family head."
The Murong family's relationships are somewhat complicated, given the large number of members in each branch. It seems that Murong Bao, chosen by the Murong family, is indeed the most suitable, as he is suitable in all aspects: talent, ability, and status are similar to Leng Yan.
And he actually took the initiative to request an audience with the head of the family. Could it be that he was trying to arrange a marriage?
As long as they're not criminals, Leng Huan suddenly gave a wicked smile: "Dongxue, what do you think would happen if I used the excuse of them developing their relationship to let Murong Bao and Xiao Wu go out for training together?"
Winter Snow: "...Well, it's pretty good, isn't it?"
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Just as Leng Huan was pondering how to lead his disciples on training, a thousand miles away in the south, a high-level cultivator who had finished his seclusion on a certain mountain descended the mountain in black robes and with a sword in hand.
A few days later, we stopped in a small town. A crowd of people were jostling each other in front of the bulletin board where the government had posted notices, all looking for the latest news.
"Quick, look what happened!"
"Don't push! Let me read it to you. There's a bounty here. A man-eating demon appeared in Ruoshui Town half a month ago..."
Outside the crowd, Fu Xun's senses stirred. A man-eating demon?
He recalled that longing voice: "...He must be a hero, and one day he will come to marry me riding on auspicious clouds..."
A moment later, the man in black had vanished from the spot, and no one knew that a high-level cultivator had once been there.
At the same time, a Foundation Establishment cultivator who had finally managed to squeeze in exclaimed, "Hey? Where did the bounty poster go!"
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Ruoshui Town is 300 li outside the city. That night, it was raining heavily.
"Ah!!" Suddenly, a terrified scream rang out in the rainy night. A moment later, a cloud of black mist flew out from a dilapidated courtyard and continued on its way to the next hunting location.
Such a rainy night was truly unsettling, and everyone hid in their homes in a panic.
In a secluded courtyard, a woman locked in a Buddhist hall trembled with fear, muttering Buddhist scriptures haltingly. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning illuminated the niche, and upon glancing at it, she found the Buddha statue utterly terrifying!
The woman quickly bowed her head, silently praying for Buddha's forgiveness. The candle had been blown out by the wind and could not be relit.
At that moment, a strong wind blew open the window frame with a creak, and just then a flash of lightning lit up the sky. The woman instinctively looked out the window, only to see a surging, indescribable black mist, and immediately screamed in fright!
"Ah—" The scream abruptly stopped as a gleaming sword blade sliced through the black mist that had approached her, instantly turning the screaming "person" into the black mist.
The woman collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
The black mist twisted and churned, emitting the roars of wild beasts, before suddenly fleeing. Fu Xun recalled his sword and gave chase with ease.
Two figures left the town and went up the mountain. Fu Xun's cultivation, which was suppressed at the late Foundation Establishment stage, suddenly turned into Golden Core. Seeing that he could not escape, the black shadow suddenly grew larger and made threatening noises, "Awoo, Awoo." Its aura surged and it attacked.
The response was a swift and decisive sword strike from Fu Xun. The sword light carried lightning, and after a flash of electricity, the black mist turned into black smoke and dissipated with a "poof," revealing a black skull.
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After daybreak, Fu Xun went to the government office to submit the wanted notice and handed over the talisman to seal away the demon, and received... one hundred taels of gold.
That's equivalent to... ten spirit stones.
Fu Xun held the reward, and for some reason found it a little funny, so he gently curled the corners of his lips.
The official bowed politely and praised, "Young hero, you have great courage! The demons of Ruoshui Town come and go without a trace, and several cultivators have suffered losses. It turns out they are evil spirits from the mountains! Young hero, you are truly promising. May I ask your name?"
Fu Xun, who was at the Foundation Establishment stage, nodded reservedly: "My surname is Fu, and my given name is Xun. I am a disciple of the Sword Peak of the Misty Immortal Sect."
The steward suddenly realized and showered him with compliments: "So it's Young Master Fu, a esteemed disciple of the Immortal Sect! Truly a promising young man..."
……
From then on, Fu Xun made sure to leave his mark in every town and village he passed through.
An octogenarian, her body hunched over, accepted her tabby cat. Looking at the young man, she was flattered and repeatedly thanked him, saying, "Thank you so much, sir! You are truly a chivalrous person! In the past, no passing sir would have helped me find my cat..."
A mother, whose child had run away, hugged her mischievous teenager, tears streaming down her face, and said gratefully, "Thank you so much, Immortal Master! You are such a kind person. May you achieve your cultivation goals soon..."
……
And so on.
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A hapless Foundation Establishment cultivator, captured by a demonic cultivator, cried out, "Thank you for saving me, senior! That demonic cultivator actually wanted to use me as a cultivation vessel..."
Fu Xun glanced sideways: "Where are those demonic cultivators you mentioned?"
Foundation Establishment cultivator: "On Mount Tumi, there is a demon's lair."
Two days later, the demon's lair was wiped out, and the nearby minor sects thought that the major sect they had sought help from had arrived.
Of course, it will eventually be discovered that it was done by disciples of the Misty Immortal Sect.
...
As time went on, news gradually spread that disciples of the Great Immortal Sect were slaying demons and monsters and upholding justice.
It should be noted that disciples of major immortal sects usually have their own secret mountain areas for training, and it is rare to see immortal sect disciples walking around in a high-profile manner outside. They are usually low-key and unknown.
So when Leng Huan heard these rumors on the road, he was somewhat disillusioned.
"Old man, are you sure the disciple of the Great Immortal Sect you mentioned is named Fu Xun?"
One day, the camp stopped in a mountain village in the south. Leng Yan was asked to lead her disciples to help the villagers deal with the roaming, dangerous beasts. When she heard the old man talking about this, Leng Huan finally couldn't help but ask a question.
The elderly villager, his head wrapped in a cloth, nodded repeatedly, as if this would increase his credibility.
"Yes, it's true! People in Heqing City next door have been saying that there are immortals visiting. It's rare for us in this poor, remote place to see immortals. Oh my, I've really seen one today! Now that you've come, there are immortals in our Dali Village too!" Now we'll have something to brag about.
Leng Huan's expression was complicated: "..."
Is Long Aotian the kind of person who would help people find their cats or children, and help old ladies cross the street?
I feel like the male lead has gone astray, so as to seem perfectly straight, yet somehow he hasn't gone astray at all.