Supreme Sword Exalt

Chapter 270 - Don’t Bully a Middle-Aged Poor Man

Zuo Yang stopped in his tracks. “I already spoke with Senior Sister. It’s better if I go back.”

Yu Miao sounded a bit regretful. “What a pity. From now on, I won’t get to eat your food anymore.”

Zuo Yang smiled. “Remember what I said? This place is our home. Gu Han and Ah Sha are our family. Now that I can’t even protect my family, what right do I have to talk about ideals? Being a cook wouldn’t feel right either.”

Yu Miao also smiled. “I guess we ended up having the same thoughts.”

“You’re leaving too?”

“Want to go together?”

“I’m going to the Luoheng Holy Land in the Central Continent.”

“What a coincidence. I’m going to the Western Extreme Holy Demon Sect.”

Despite having known each other, only now did the two learn of each other’s identities.

“Farewell, Senior Brother.”

“Farewell, Junior Sister.”

There was no reluctance, nor was there any sorrow of parting. Two people, two directions, each embarking on their return journey. Within the plainness, true feelings could be seen.

***

Time passed in a flash as over ten days went by. The wilderness’s complete stillness was broken by the sound of something tearing through the air. Following that, golden light descended from the sky, crashing heavily onto the ground.

Amid the earth-shaking tremors, a pit dozens of zhang deep opened up. Grumbling curses, a chubby figure floated up from within, slowly rising to mid-air. His face bore signs of fatigue. It was Fatty, who had arrived late this time.

He vaguely felt that Gu Han was going to be in trouble, so he had gone almost all-out, not resting at all to rush here.

Golden light flickered, shaking off all the dust and dirt clinging to him. “I’m fucking exhausted! Where am I? Forget it, I’ll ask around first. I wonder how that bastard is doing.”

***

The Great Flame Empire was extremely big, encompassing nearly sixty percent of the Eastern Wasteland’s land. If not for the Wild Forest separating it in the middle, dividing it into northern and southern regions, the entire wasteland would probably be entirely under their rule.

In comparison, although the ten nations under the Yuqing Sect’s jurisdiction also had the word “Great” prefixed to their names, they were simply insignificant compared to the Great Flame Empire. Its capital alone was much larger than the entire Great Qi. For that reason, it was divided into nine regions, with the majestic and imposing imperial capital at the center.

Feng Xi’s travel palace itself was in a southeastern corner outside the city. It was grand, but not to the point of being called luxurious. Instead, it appeared solemn and elegant, having a unique style. Perhaps due to her personality, there were no servants or maids at all, only a simple restriction operating to maintain cleanliness. In fact, since this travel palace was built, she hadn’t stayed in it for even a few days.

In front of a chamber, Yun Fan was incessantly lecturing Zhao Mengyou, “Remember, you’re a maid, so act like one! Put away that lofty Divine Maiden air of yours. So what if the Dao Bell rang seven times? Who hasn’t also rung it seven times!”

Zhao Mengyou had taken off her veil. She was an exquisite beauty, with a slender and graceful figure. Coupled with the faint jade light illuminating from her skin, she could probably steal the souls of countless men.

Her face flushed red as she clenched her teeth, a hint of resentment in her eyes. Since childhood, all who beheld her had shown utmost respect, yet Yun Fan was indifferent. Having stayed by Feng Xi’s side for so long, he had become nearly immune to beauty. If anything, he felt that Zhao Mengyou still didn’t know her place, and had to be knocked into shape from time to time.

As he was speaking, a fluctuation came from the restriction on the chamber. Gu Han then slowly walked out.

Upon seeing this, Yun Fan quickly greeted him. “Brother Gu, how is it?”

Gu Han shook his head. “Still far off.”

Originally, Feng Xi had wanted him to meet the Flame Emperor. Unfortunately, the emperor had already left due to a sudden emergency in the border war. Leaving behind some soul-replenishing spirit herbs, she rushed to the border, claiming she would definitely think of a way to solve his problem.

Gu Han spent the past ten-plus days in seclusion. Though his wisp of spirit light grew brighter after taking the spirit herbs, it was still far from breaking through the shell. He roughly estimated that at this rate, it would take at least a year to incubate the divine sense seed.

Yun Fan came closer. “Brother Gu, don’t worry. There will definitely be a way. Uncle is at the peak of the Saint realm. Once he frees up, he’ll definitely find a way to save you!”

When Feng Xi left that day, she had also left Yun Fan behind. He was initially a bit unwilling. However, before entering seclusion, Gu Han had given Yun Fan pills to strengthen himself. Zhao Mengyou also told Yun Fan that Gu Han had emptied the Profound Pill Pavilion. Thus, his attitude underwent a major change. Not only did he call Gu Han by his name, he also settled down here to act as Gu Han’s lackey.

Though he stood to gain more by Feng Xi’s side, it came at the cost of immense pressure and the occasional beating. Meanwhile, Gu Han offered greater benefits, along with a more relaxed and comfortable environment.

Gu Han didn’t speak as he was a bit worried about Gu Tian. Instead of coming with him that day, his adoptive father had insisted on going to the forbidden zone. No matter how Gu Han tried to persuade him, it was useless. How was Gu Han supposed to rest easy knowing how extremely dangerous the forbidden zone was?

Seeing the displeasure in Gu Han’s face, Yun Fan glared fiercely at Zhao Mengyou. “Don’t just stand there! How do you act as a maid? Don’t you see Brother Gu is tired? Quickly massage his shoulders!”

Zhao Mengyou didn’t move. She felt like she was about to go crazy.

Yun Fan sneered coldly. “Did you forget what my sister said? What use is keeping a maid who doesn’t know how to serve someone?”

Heaving with anger, Zhao Mengyou suppressed the impulse to bite the two to death and came behind Gu Han. “Fine!”

However, just as she extended her slender fingers toward his shoulders, he glanced at her. “Don’t touch me. Stay away from me.”

Zhao Mengyou froze, but then remembered Zuo Yang’s words. She felt a chill of disgust and stepped back a few paces.

“Seems like Brother Gu doesn’t like you.” Yun Fan shook his head repeatedly. Then, he stared at her for a few moments, appearing a bit puzzled. “Why do you keep glowing? What special physique do you have exactly?”

Zhao Mengyou’s expression was blank. “Glazed Crystal Physique.”

Yun Fan scratched his head. “Brother Gu, What physique is that? What’s it for?”

Gu Han shook his head. “I don’t know. Judging by the name, maybe you don’t have to ever bathe?”

Yun Fan pondered in silence. I guess it kind of makes sense?

Zhao Mengyou completely broke down. “Gu Han, don’t think that just because you captured me, you can insult me as you please! You’d better solve your own issue first! If you can’t break through the realm, you won’t even qualify to be a cripple!”

With her extraordinary insight, she could sense the problem with Gu Han.

Yun Fan turned cold. “Watch it! Brother Gu had the Dao Bell ring nine times! It’s just a temporary affliction! Sooner or later, he’ll solve it! Don’t just look at the present, look at the bigger picture. Don’t bully a young poor man!”

Zhao Mengyou’s tone turned slightly mocking. “Young? How is he young?”

Though Gu Han had recovered a little bit, his hair was still streaked with white, and his face still had quite a few wrinkles. He appeared like a middle-aged man.

Somewhat unsure how to respond, Yun Fan could only glare angrily at her.

Gu Han calmly replied, “Don’t bully a poor middle-aged man.”

Zhao Mengyou and Yun Fan were speechless.

Just as the two were stunned, a voice full of laughter sounded. “Good. Well said, don’t bully a poor middle-aged man.”

Yun Fan was startled and he quickly turned his head to look over. “Who’s there?!”

Not far away, he saw a refined and elegant youth quietly standing there, smiling warmly. His snow-white robe was untouched by the slightest dust.

Yun Fan instantly went on guard. “Who the hell are you?!”

Although the travel palace was usually unoccupied, no one had ever dared to enter. Moreover, despite being at the Heavenly Tribulation realm, he hadn’t noticed the man’s arrival at all!

The newcomer’s smile remained warm. “No need to panic. I came here to find someone.”

Gu Han, however, had a faint sense of his identity. He slowly stood up and stared directly at the newcomer. Even though it was their first meeting, the moment their gazes met, they instantly recognized each other’s identities.

“Gu Han?”

“Luo Wushuang?”