Chapter 93: Junior Sister Became a Daoist Companion?
Waiting for Pei Lianxue to rest for two days, adjusting the meridians in his body, Ye Anping saw that there were only three months left before Chilong Mansion.
So, he took the time to bring his junior sister to the Zongmen Square in Zhongfeng to accept a task and used the task to request a four-month vacation from the elders of the Tianyun Peak.
After informing Xiao Yunluo and Feng Yudie, they came out of Xuanxing Sect and headed towards Chilong Mansion. Xiao Yunluo readily agreed to be his companion, but after he left, she sourly chopped down all the bamboo trees next to the triple courtyard.
As for Feng Yudie, when Pei Lianxue talked to her, she hugged Pei Lianxue’s thigh and cried, wanting to go together. In the end, she was severely scolded by Pei Lianxue.
In any case, they would meet Feng Yudie and Xiao Yunluo in Chilong Mansion later…
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After a muffled thunder in the sky, heavy rain poured down. At the Qingjiang Pier, traders and footmen ran back and forth with their hands over their heads, and boats of all sizes docked on the river bank were rising and falling in the waves.
Ye Anping held an oil-paper umbrella and stood on the bow of a boat, looking intently at the small ferries in the distance that were hurriedly sailing into the dock.
Beside him, Pei Lianxue, now holding roasted sweet potatoes she had just bought on the street, was eating with a joyful expression. Another month passed, and the two siblings successfully arrived at Qingjiang City from Xuanxing Sect, which was only about thirty miles away from Chilong Mansion.
Seeing that there was only a small piece of sweet potato left in her hand, Pei Lianxue hesitated for a while, then handed it to Ye Anping’s mouth after glancing at him.
“Senior brother, this is for you.”
“It’s okay. You can just eat by yourself. I’m not hungry.”
“Hmm…” Pei Lianxue nodded and, with her gaze into the distance, asked, “Senior brother, we’ve been waiting here for three days.”
“Is it boring?”
“No…”
Ye Anping turned around and saw sweet potato residue on Pei Lianxue’s mouth. He reached out and removed it with his finger.
Seeing this, Pei Lianxue was slightly startled, thinking he wanted to eat from her mouth. However, Ye Anping flicked the sweet potato dregs into the river.
“…”
Pei Lianxue felt helpless, sighed, and asked, “Senior brother, who are we waiting for?”
“The young master of the Dragon Slaying Club.”
“Who?”
“A young master, remember. Don’t hurt his life for a while. Just knock him out. As for the guards, try not to take their lives. It’s better to leave a line. But if the guards’ cultivation is above the middle stage of foundation-building, don’t leave any room.”
“Oh…”
Pei Lianxue nodded with half-understanding. Though she had no idea why her senior brother wanted to rob the second young master of the Dragon Slaying Society, she just had to do what he said without using her brain. Old brother was her guide.
Ye Anping exhaled gently and continued to gaze at the river beneath the pouring rain. After a while, a small ferry capable of carrying more than thirty people appeared on the river. Ye Anping closed his eyes, exhaled, and quickly scanned it with his spiritual awareness.
In an instant, thirty faces entered his mind.
“Here we come, junior sister, cover your face.”
“Ah… alright!”
The two exchanged glances, synchronously took out a black cloth from their storage bag, covered their faces, and then jumped from the bow of the boat to the pier, meanwhile on the little ferry. A boy, appearing to be about sixteen, lay with a grim expression in front of a wooden barrel.
The boy, named Jiang Yu, was now a cultivator at the fourth level of the Qi refining stage. His father, the twenty-seventh guild leader of the Dragon Slayer Guild, passed away two months ago, leading Jiang Yu to inherit the title.
Beside Jiang Yu, an old man chuckled and quickly approached to pat his back.
“Young master, you’re at the fourth level of Qi refining and still seasick!”
“Ugh…”
Jiang Yu’s face turned unpleasant as he glanced at the man. “I’m only at the fourth level of Qi refining… Why shouldn’t I be seasick? I haven’t even learned to control a sword.”
“We’re almost at Qingjiang Pier, young master. As agreed, I’ll escort you to the inn in Qingjiang. Once you’re inside, I’ll leave.”
“Hmm… ugh…”
Jiang Yu vomited again and handed a small bag of spirit stones to the man. The man took the spirit stone, shook his head, stored it in his bag, and sat silently.
Soon, the ferry docked. Jiang Yu was trembling, climbed ashore and, holding an oil-paper umbrella, looked towards Qingjiang Town.
Due to the heavy rain, the town was shrouded in dark clouds, with deserted streets.
“Huh, let’s go.”
Jiang Yu sighed and prepared to find a nearby inn. However, as he walked down a street, a boy about his height suddenly emerged from an alley.
Initially, Jiang Yu didn’t pay much attention, but when the young man faced him and drew a spirit sword from his storage bag, Jiang Yu realised he might be facing a bandit.
He paused, looked at the guard he hired in the early stage of the foundation building, and exclaimed, “Hey! Aren’t you going to do something?”
“Huh?” The guard seemed slow to react. After a moment, he noticed the young man blocking their path, frowned, and said, “Have we really encountered a robber?”
“What do you mean ‘really’? I hired you precisely for situations like this… Bah! I hired you to be useful at times like this.”
“…?”
The guard furrowed his brow slightly, raised his sword, and stepped in front of Jiang Yu, blocking him. He used his spiritual awareness to examine the young man in front and asked, “Fellow cultivator, we’re both in the early stage of foundation building. Fighting would likely result in mutual harm. This young master doesn’t have many spirit stones. Robbing him wouldn’t be worth it.”
Upon hearing this, the young man hesitated for a moment and replied, “You’re truly a model guard.”
“Ah!”
“My accomplice has already slipped behind you.”
Hearing this sentence, the guard was suddenly shocked, quickly turning his head to look behind him. However, when he turned around, an iron rod was already in front of him.
Boom—
The guard was directly struck over twenty feet away by the rod, his eyes rolling up as he crashed into the wall.
Jiang Yu, watching his hired guard swiftly deal with him, let the oil-paper umbrella he was holding fall to the ground. Then, he glanced at the masked woman who had appeared in front of him, took a deep breath, and knelt on the ground with a thud.
“Seniors!! Two seniors!! I beg you not to kill me. I only have two hundred spirit stones and a few bottles of spirit-gathering pills. Take them all!”
Listening to this request, Ye Anping approached with the spirit sword, squatting down to comfort him, “Young Master Jiang Yu, as fellow young masters, let me offer you a suggestion—Always keep a calm mind.”
“Ah!” Jiang Yu was slightly stunned. “Do you know me?”
“Yes.” Ye Anping shrugged, then waved his sword finger in front of him.
A spiritual light flashed, Jiang Yu’s eyes rolled up, and he fell to the ground with a thud. Seeing this, Ye Anping quickly reached out, took off the small bag from Jiang Yu’s waist, and took a look inside.
“Tokens, letters… all here. Alright.”
After confirming the contents, he put the small bag into his storage bag, took out about twenty spiritual stones, placed them in Jiang Yu’s collar, and then stood up, looking at Pei Lianxue beside him.
“Junior sister, it’s done. Let’s find an inn to rest.”
“Oh…” Pei Lianxue nodded, glanced at the fallen Jiang Yu, and asked, “Senior brother, what are we doing?”
“For the next few months, call me Jiang Yu.”
“Oh…” Pei Lianxue nodded in partial understanding, asking, “What about me?”
“You are my Daoist companion. As for the name, use your real name. When Senior Sister Xiao and the others arrive, they will probably understand immediately.”
“Dao… Daoist companion?” Pei Lianxue shrank her head, her eyes slightly widening.
Seeing her reaction, Ye Anping was briefly surprised, trying to say, “How about a sworn sister? The main thing is that the identity of Daoist companions is easier to accept.”
“No… It’s okay.” Pei Lianxue shook her head desperately. “Just Daoist couple, um… Daoist couple.”
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