Chapter 55

Chapter 55: Five Hundred Years Old, Just the Right Age to Go Out and Explore, At Least Find Eighteen Dao Companions

The Fourth Elder said:

“If you don’t speak, I’m leaving.”

Sang Nian hurriedly said: “I’m talking, I’m talking, I’ll tell you now!”

She cleared her throat and said weakly:

“Fourth Elder, can you please stop frowning every time you see me?”

The Fourth Elder was taken aback.

Sang Nian gestured:

“Every time you see me, your brows immediately furrow, so tightly that they could crush a fly.”

The Fourth Elder habitually frowned:

“You -”

Sang Nian: “Yes, yes, like that.”

Under her gaze, the Fourth Elder slowly relaxed his brows and asked her calmly:

“Is that what you’re asking me to do?”

Sang Nian nodded and said timidly:

“If you could, you wouldn’t suddenly appear from somewhere and scold me, that would be even better.”

The Fourth Elder reprimanded her mercilessly:

“If you don’t do something wrong, why would I scold you?”

Sang Nian retorted:

“Others have done wrong too, why don’t you scold them, only me?”

The Fourth Elder paced back and forth, his hands behind his back, furious:

“Nonsense, I treat all my disciples fairly!”

Sang Nian was about to retort when Bi Ke laughed and interjected:

“Love is deep, rebuke is also deep, Fourth Elder has high hopes for you, it’s normal to be strict.”

Sang Nian didn’t believe it.

It was clearly just that he disliked her.

“Alright, go in.”

Bi Ke patted her shoulder:

“We’ll be leaving for Yujing in a few days, although your current cultivation level won’t allow you to enter the secret realm, it’s still good to go there and broaden your horizons, hurry up and prepare.”

Sang Nian agreed and turned to walk into the academy, intentionally not saying goodbye to the Fourth Elder.

The Fourth Elder trembled his finger at her back, furious:

“Why should I have high hopes for this kind of disciple who thinks highly of herself just because she has some talent?”

Bi Ke picked her ears, impatiently:

“You’ve had enough.”

The Fourth Elder “humph”ed, picking up the lock that had fallen to the ground:

“All her little cleverness is used on these useless things.”

He became even angrier:

“Being a sword cultivator, she doesn’t study swordsmanship properly, all day long she’s researching these useless things, it’s just like the Sect Master back then, stubborn and inflexible!”

Bi Ke: “Tsk, isn’t the Sect Master now the Sect Master? You’re still just an Elder.”

The Fourth Elder’s face was very ugly:

“Back then, everyone disagreed with him becoming the Sect Master.

Of the three of them, brother and sister, besides Jing Xian, even Yan Yuan, that wooden head, was more suitable than him.

If it wasn’t for the old Sect Master’s daughter supporting him…”

Bi Ke quickly coughed forcefully to interrupt him, looking around, the remaining alcohol in him was scared sober:

“You can say this to me, but don’t let anyone else hear it, I won’t be able to protect you then.”

“Besides, back then, he and Yan Yuan had a fair duel, whoever won would be the Sect Master, he defeated Yan Yuan in three moves.”

She said:

“He’s stronger than Yan Yuan, you’ve all seen it with your own eyes.”

The Fourth Elder didn’t know what he was thinking, his face was ugly:

“This is what I still can’t understand to this day.”

A person whose talent wasn’t absolutely top-notch, suddenly made a breakthrough in strength overnight.

It could even be said that he was reborn.

He easily defeated someone who was far superior to him in the past.

Who in the world can do that?

Yet there was no trace of him using any forbidden techniques.

Even if there were doubts, there was no way to question him.

The Fourth Elder’s face darkened, “One day, I will find out the truth.”

Bi Ke almost knelt down:

“Please, I beg you, stop talking, okay? You want to die but I don’t, I’m only five hundred years old, I’m in my prime, I haven’t even found eighteen Dao companions yet, you’re very likely to implicate me.”

The Fourth Elder glanced at her, disappointed:

“…”

“Drinking all day, not washing your face, not combing your hair, and you want to find a Dao companion? You’re delusional.”

Bi Ke felt like she had been inexplicably hit by an arrow.

“You’re ruthless.” She turned and left.

The Fourth Elder:

“Where are you going! You’re not giving a lecture?”

She didn’t turn back, her every step heavy:

“Someone who doesn’t wash their face or comb their hair isn’t worthy of giving a lecture.”

The Fourth Elder chuckled and shook his head.

“You’re so old, and you’re still like a child.”

After laughing, a hint of melancholy appeared between his brows:

“Jing Xian, you shouldn’t have left.”

He looked towards the slightly dimmed morning star in the sky, remembering the determined expression of the woman when she left, and couldn’t help but sigh:

“You’re so foolish.”

The day to depart for Yujing arrived.

Clouds billowed, the sun shone brightly.

Five or six flying boats were docked in front of the Xiaoyao sect’s  mountain gate.

Besides the Golden Core disciples, True Inheritance disciples who didn’t meet the cultivation requirements could also follow them to Yujing.

Everyone lined up consciously waiting to board the flying boats, the crowd was bustling and lively.

In the line, Sang Nian was checking her luggage over and over again, afraid of missing something.

Chu Yao pulled her and Xie Chenzhou out, then gave Shen Mingchao a look, and Shen Mingchao quickly followed them.

She took the three of them to her own small flying boat.

The flying boat slowly took off and merged into the clouds.

“Stop counting.”

Chu Yao said:

“Do you think Yujing is like this bird-shit-covered, remote mountain of ours? It’s the most prosperous place in the entire Hongmeng Continent, you can buy anything you need there.”

Sang Nian exclaimed, “Wow,” and started counting her money pouches.

Shen Mingchao was very loyal:

“This Prince has plenty of spirit stones, if you don’t have enough, I’ll give you some.”

Sang Nian’s eyes sparkled: “Do I have to pay it back?”

Shen Mingchao smiled and held up three fingers:

“Thirty percent interest.”

Sang Nian smiled back and held up one middle finger:

“Go to your father.”

Su Xueyin whispered:

“Junior Sister, that’s rude, Senior Brother said that giving someone the middle finger is insulting.”

Sang Nian readily changed to her pinky finger:

“Alright, I’m not insulting anyone now.”

Su Xueyin: “Then what does this mean?”

Sang Nian: “It means expressing friendliness.”

Su Xueyin, not knowing what to make of it, followed suit and held up her pinky finger, smiling at Shen Mingchao in a friendly way.

Shen Mingchao: …

Just as they were about to enter the cabin, Sang Nian suddenly looked around:

“Wait! Where’s Xie Chenzhou? Did we leave him behind?”

Shen Mingchao said: “He’s not left behind, I just saw him on the upper floor steering with Big Brother.”

Sang Nian: “Oh, Xie Chenzhou is steering the flying boat.”

Huh?

Xie Chenzhou?

Steering the flying boat?!

She and Chu Yao exchanged glances, clearly seeing fear in each other’s eyes.

Second floor.

Once again deviating from the route, Wen Buyu nervously stood on tiptoe, his hands clasped in front of him, not daring to utter a sound.

He secretly glanced at Xie Chenzhou next to him.

The map in Xie Chenzhou’s hand had been crumpled into a ball.

He took a few deep breaths, trying to control his voice:

“Forget it, I’ll steer, you go down.”

Wen Buyu: Okay.

“Wait!!”

Sang Nian stumbled up to the second floor, her voice hoarse:

“Xie Chenzhou, don’t touch -”

Xie Chenzhou’s hand was on the helm.

The next second, the flying boat shook and made a loud bang.

Then, under Sang Nian’s desperate gaze, the flying boat wheezed, spewing out thick black smoke.

It plummeted straight down.

Xie Chenzhou: …?