Chapter 50

Chapter 50: She Doesn’t Even Want to Make Our Marriage Public, Am I So Unpresentable?

“But it seems like she doesn’t love me that much anymore.”

Xie Chenzhou said softly:

“She doesn’t even want to make our marriage public.”

Ya Er: “No…”

Xie Chenzhou: “She used to say she fell in love with me at first sight, but now, she’s closer to other men than me.”

Ya Er: “Wait…”

Xie Chenzhou: “Why is she so worried about others knowing we’re married? Am I so unpresentable?”

Ya Er finally found a chance to interrupt him, covering his chest and saying:

“Young Master, please stop.”

His voice was weak:

“I’m afraid I’m going to faint.”

Xie Chenzhou turned to look at Ya Yi.

Ya Yi was sweating profusely, and tentatively said:

“Because she thinks you’re… not good enough?”

Xie Chenzhou: “.”

Xie Chenzhou: “Not good enough?”

Ya Yi stammered:

“Yeah, in her eyes, Young Master, you’re poor, have a bad temper, and are stubborn, except for your face, everything else is wrong, compared to Wen Buyu and the others, you’re not good enough… uh! Gulp gulp—”

Ya Er pressed him into the water tank, his lips trembling as he said to Xie Chenzhou:

“Young Master, he must be crazy, I’ll deal with him right away.”

Xie Chenzhou’s face was ugly.

“So you’re here.”

Someone knocked on the door, their voice clear:

“Xie Chenzhou?”

Xie Chenzhou silently dispelled the barrier, turned and walked away.

Sang Nian: “Hey, wait for me, I want to get a bowl of yam custard too.”

Xie Chenzhou walked even faster.

Ya Er silently handed Sang Nian a bowl of custard:

“You don’t need to return the bowl.”

Sang Nian quickly thanked him and followed Xie Chenzhou.

The two walked out of the dining hall, neither of them flying their swords, they walked quietly along the mountain path.

Sang Nian walked and ate, occasionally kicking a pebble on the road.

Up ahead, Xie Chenzhou slowed down and suddenly said:

“Am I really that bad-tempered?”

Sang Nian: “Huh?”

Xie Chenzhou lowered his head and repeated:

“Am I really that bad-tempered?”

Sang Nian swallowed the custard in her mouth and said tactfully:

“It depends on who you’re comparing yourself to.”

Xie Chenzhou: “How about compared to Wen Buyu?”

Sang Nian was even more tactful: “Do you have to humiliate yourself like this?”

Xie Chenzhou: “.”

He fell silent.

Sang Nian remembered something and took out a small box from her sleeve.

When she opened it, there was a new spirit stone inside.

“This was given to me by the Sect Master, I only found it when I was sorting things out yesterday.”

“But I already have the one A Yin gave me, I don’t need this one.”

“You wouldn’t accept my thirty million back then, I’ll give this to you as a thank-you gift, so we can communicate from afar in the future.”

She handed the box to Xie Chenzhou.

Xie Chenzhou’s tone was very stiff:

“I can afford it myself.”

He emphasized: “I’m not poor.”

Sang Nian: “Oh, then I won’t give it to you.”

Xie Chenzhou pressed down on her hand as she tried to take it back.

Sang Nian said helplessly:

“I just happened to have it lying around, I remembered you didn’t have one, so I thought I’d give it to you, I really don’t have any other thoughts, do you have to be so stubborn?”

Xie Chenzhou caught the key word, his expression slightly stunned:

“You… you’ve been thinking about me?”

Sang Nian: “No…”

Ding dong~ Xie Chenzhou’s favorability +5

Sang Nian’s words changed in her mouth, and she said resolutely:

“Yes, that’s right, I’ve been thinking about you, day and night, every moment.”

Xie Chenzhou’s bright black eyes trembled.

His earlobes gradually turned a little red, like they were stained with the glow of the sunset.

Ding dong~ Xie Chenzhou’s favorability +5

Xie Chenzhou took the spirit stone from her hand and coughed lightly:

“I’ll accept your thank-you gift, but you better not use it to contact me, I don’t like chatting with people.”

Sang Nian: “Alright, alright, I know.”

That night.

Sang Nian returned to Guzhu Peak from the library.

After reporting her training progress to Yan Yuan, she also talked about the problems she encountered in her cultivation techniques.

It was already late at night when Yan Yuan finished guiding and explaining, she returned to her room and began to meditate.

Two hours later, she finished meditating and took out the spirit stone, wanting to relax her brain that had been working at high speed all day.

Then, she looked at the thirty-eight unread messages from Xie Chenzhou and fell silent.

Sang Nian: “?”

She slowly typed a question mark.

The first message was sent by him when she was still in the library.

Xie Chenzhou: Am I really that bad-tempered?

Xie Chenzhou: I don’t really care about that, I was just asking.

Xie Chenzhou]: Actually, my temper is pretty good sometimes.

Sang Nian: “…”

A smile that revealed a hint of speechless.

The Grand Gathering was about to begin, and the disciples of the Xiaoyao sect were all eagerly anticipating it, every day’s conversation revolved around it.

Sang Nian trained even more diligently, going back and forth between the martial arts field and the library every day.

Shen Mingchao was inexplicably nervous because of her:

“Only those at the Golden Core stage can participate in the Grand Gathering, we can at most go to Yu Jing to see the world and be a background character, why are you like this?”

Sang Nian looked solemn:

“That’s not necessarily true.”

Shen Mingchao: “?”

Sang Nian waved her hand, not wanting to talk to him anymore, and flew her sword to the library.

She went straight to the top floor and took out the “Selected Intermediate Water Spirit Root Techniques” that she hadn’t finished reading yesterday.

Suddenly, her gaze was attracted by a book next to it.

It was an ancient book with a lot of age, the pages were yellowed, and the characters on the cover were already blurred.

It stood out among the well-maintained, brand-new books.

Sang Nian carefully took it down and sat aside to open it.

Fortunately, the text in the book was still clear.

It was an encyclopedia that recorded all kinds of creatures on the Hongmeng Continent, the main author’s writing style was humorous and vivid.

Sang Nian was engrossed in reading, and before she knew it, she reached the last page.

Strangely, this page wouldn’t turn.

It seemed…

Someone had deliberately set a restriction, not wanting anyone to see the contents of this page.

Sang Nian was even more curious, she searched through all the books in the library that were related to restrictions, determined to unlock it.

The books on the table piled higher and higher, gradually obscuring her figure.

Finally, as the sun rose, she made the one thousand two hundredth hand gesture.

A white light flashed, and the ancient book began to vibrate slightly.

“It worked!”

She was delighted.

The last page slowly turned.

Sang Nian hurriedly looked down.

It read:

Little Xiaohua Mountain · Zhuyu Tribe

Seeing these three words, Sang Nian was stunned, wasn’t this the tribe that Qianzhi mentioned?

She continued to read.

The Zhuyu Tribe, residing in the Western Little Xiaohua Mountain, their appearance is very similar to humans, but they are not human.

All members of the tribe, regardless of gender, are stunningly beautiful.

There are also strange birds in the mountains, called Chiyu, they are the guardian spirit beasts of the Zhuyu, born from Kunshan Jade, they die only once and live forever, they have never reproduced.

Someone wrote a line of messy small characters in the blank space next to it, as if it was a note:

There was a prophecy:

When the Chiyu bird no longer births from Kunshan Jade, it will be the day the Zhuyu perish.

Now it seems, the prophecy is true.

Only…

Seeing this, the ancient book trembled again.

It was as if a layer of fog covered the paper, the ink spread out in blotches, blurring the annotations along with it.

Sang Nian was startled.

The next moment, the paper returned to calm, revealing the remaining content.

The Zhuyu Tribe is a people abandoned by the gods, their temperament is no different from demons, they are brutal and cruel, and they love to eat humans.

They often use their beauty to lure human passersby.

In the 369874th year of the Hongmeng Calendar, a cultivator entered Little Xiaohua Mountain to save his people.

Soon after, the Wanxian League was established, and the leader led a group to attack.

The two races fought.

One hundred thousand cultivators died at the hands of the Zhuyu, blood flowed like a river.

The Wanxian League won a hard-fought victory, the entire Zhuyu tribe was destroyed.

Little Xiaohua Mountain disappeared without a trace, the Jiuzhou bird entered the Nine Provinces, set fire to three hundred thousand miles, and harmed the human world.

The leader of the Wanxian League captured it and killed it.

This was pretty much the same as what Xiao Zhuochen said.

However, wasn’t Qianzhi imprisoned in the Xumi Realm?

Why does it say here that he was killed?

Sang Nian was full of confusion.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from above and snatched the book from her hand.

Sang Nian was startled and looked up.

A woman in blue clothes was lazily lying on the “mountain of books” in front of her, smelling of alcohol.

She yawned and complained to Sang Nian:

“You’ve taken so many books and piled them up here, if you don’t put them back where they belong, I’ll definitely tell your master.”

Sang Nian cautiously said: “Who are you?”

“I’m the elder of the Broken Star Peak, Bi Ke, I manage the library with the Grand Elder.”

She said:

“I also teach you about alchemy in the academy.”

Sang Nian said: “Why have I never seen you before?”

Bi Ke coughed twice:

“I’ve been drinking too much lately, I’ve completely forgotten that I have to go to class.”

Sang Nian: “…”

Six.