Chapter 33

Chapter 33

Ostentatious Zhao Yao by Jiu Lu Fei Xiang

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Ch 33

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Returning to Chen Ji Mountain, I brought Mo Qing and Sima Rong straight to Gu Han Guangs place.

Having just set foot into the courtyard, Gu Han Guang came out bundled in a snow mink fur cloak; his super small image, sleepy face, hazy eyes, and disheveled hair, at first glance, made him look quite lovable. But when his eyes landed on the faces of Sima Rong and Mo Qing, the haziness in his eyes sharpened slightly, he furrowed his brows, and asked: What is this?

Mo Qing said: Treat his injuries.

Gu Han Guang answered with a question: Treat him?

Treat him, his tone firm. Gu Han Guang pursed his lips and went back into his room to get the golden needles.

I looked at Mo Qings back, his spine was still ramrod straight, if not for the slightly pale color of his lips, then it was impossible to see that he was different than usual.

I said to Mo Qing: Master, previously in Feng Zhou City at Sima Rongs small residence, it seems that I dropped some things, Ill go back and see, and after a while, Ill return. I did not give Mo Qing a chance to ask anything else and used Instant Travel to depart.

I knew that if I was standing there now, Mo Qing would not let Gu Han Guang treat his injuries. He wanted to hide the extent of his injuries from me He did not want to let me know that he got injured because he went to get the sword; he probably did not feel at ease and feared that I would seize the sword.

I landed in Sima Rongs small residence, I saw the spectators in the alley outside had all dispersed and inside the house the Dark Guards were lighting the lanterns, cleaning up, and repairing things. When they saw me, they all bowed their heads in greeting but did not say much and just minded their own business. I went to the rear courtyard and hid Zhi Yans body in the wood storage room. As my soul flew out, I saw that the volatile aura in the courtyard was still growing denser.

But that Small Round Face was already no longer on top of the wall, I circled once in the courtyard looking for her, and finally, I went into the main room. Upon entering, I saw Small Round Face sitting in Sima Rongs wheelchair, hugging her legs, and burying her face into her knees. Her aura of resentment overflowed like black clouds: Give back to me Give him back to me. She kept repeating this mantra.

Sima Rong has been rescued.

As soon as I said this, she immediately turned her head to look at me and I was shocked by her appearance. Her black hair scattered like those auras of resentment that had its own entity, her face covered with metallic bloody tears, her eyes were pitch-black where the whites could not be seen, her complexion was deathly pale, her lips were bluish-black, and her hands wrapped around her knees grew long black fingernails. Her appearance was terribly frightening.

I kept my state of mind under control and as calmly as possible told her: He has been rescued, but his body is a little unwell, so hes at Chen Ji Mountain resting. When its daybreak, hell be back.

Hearing these words, Little Round Faces pitch-black eyes gradually withdrew and slowly restored like an ordinary person: When its daybreak, hell be back?

Mhm, hell be back when its daybreak, just wait for another shichen, which should be enough.

* shichen two-hour period

Wait for another shichen She looked outside at the color of the sky and buried her face into her knees once again, Ill wait, A Rong, Ill wait for you.

After soothing over the matter on this side, I hurriedly entered Zhi Yans body in order to prevent suspicion from the Dark Guards and left the courtyard. Thinking that Gu Han Guang perhaps still needed to replace Mo Qings medicine and rebandage him for a little while longer, therefore, I did not rush back.

I went back into the main room and helped pick up some scattered papers on the ground but saw drawn on the paper were crooked and twisted symbols. Unexpectedly, it was a rune that I had never seen before. It was neither celestial nor demonic but it did vaguely emanate some evil influences. Was it a new game for young people today?

I found a Dark Guard to ask: Whats the background of the kidnappers, have you found out yet?

To answer, miss, it was possibly people from an influential celestial sect but their fighting style was strange, so it was unclear which sect it came from. Also, it was still currently unknown who was the main person that orchestrated it.

No wonder their feelings were so good. This could also be considered their predetermined fate bestowed upon by me.

But it was strange, after Sima Rong obviously climbed the ranks up to the position of West Mountain Lord, he and Mo Qing were very close, why did he not put out a helping hand to pull Mo Qing up? Although that year, Mo Qings body had the seals directed against the Demon Kings son, to the extent that it left greenish-black scars on his face and made it hard for him to cultivate, where he could only be considered as an ordinary hardworking demon cultivator. But if West Mountain Lord had the intention to promote him higher, then he could have casually appointed him a leisurely position; it would not even be a problem at all.

Compared to guarding the mountain gate, it would have been suitably much more relaxing! If it was known that the area where the spring breeze blew and wild farmland grew of the present was precisely the location where the mountain gate of the past had

A spell formation before the gate that alternated between two extremes, chillingly cold and blazingly hot; it created a very poor quality environment that not even a blade of grass could grow.

Based on Sima Rongs temperament, he assisted Mo Qing to become Wan Lu Sect Leader, so that year, why did he not stay to help him

Or was it that Mo Qing himself was not willing to leave?

Before I could even ask, Mo Qing glanced outside at the color of the sky and said: Lets return. Tonight was tiring, must rest really well.

He tugged me and used Instant Travel back to Wu E Hall; when he turned his body to walk away, I hastily held him back: Master. I gazed at him and pausingly said each word, You also have to rest well.

Mo Qing stared blankly and his eyes softened: I know.

Returning to Zhuo Chen Hall, waiting for me standing in the middle of the hall was a very furious Zhi Yan. She pointed at my nose and shouted: Lu Zhao Yao! Youre too much! How can you leave me alone? If I was unfortunate

I flung her body on the bed, rolled to the side, and then out of her body. I leaned sideways and waved my hand weakly: Dont make any more noise; I want to sleep for a bit while you go meditate properly for me. Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered that Mo Qing had told me before to go find him and get another Nine Reversal Original Pill. In these past few days, I was busy doing other things, so I had forgotten about this. I turned my head to look at Zhi Yan, Youre going to go find Li Chen Lan

I paused for a moment: Forget it; I can still go find him tomorrow.

I did say that I wanted him to get properly rested.

But Why should I have to let him rest well! Obviously, the more tired he was, the more injured he was, the more he was unlikely to recover, the more advantageous it would be for me!

I sat up, solemnly stared at Zhi Yan, and said: No, how about you I clenched my teeth and in the end, only uttered these two words, Forget it. Once again, I laid back down on the bed and for the first time, I felt my soul surprisingly could have such a moment of extreme exhaustion.

Zhi Yan whispered beside me, Lu Zhao Yao, whyd you change your mind? Whered you go last night? Seriously, why did you not come pick me up? I waited a long time for you!

I did not acknowledge her and her wind-blowing-bird-chirping voice became the background noise in my world. My mind was filled with the scene from before, under the elements in Ling Ting Mountain, that moment when Mo Qing held my hand

I suddenly sat up from the bed once again.

Zhi Yan was heart-stoppingly startled: You You want to do wh

Im going to the ghost market!

Zhi Yan was stupefied: The sky is brightening soon

I can glide myself there. You meditate properly, and then in the afternoon, go burn paper offerings for me. Youre not allowed to be lazy!

Zhi Yan blinked for a moment, and then her eyes followed behind me: I only used a few words to criticize you but I really dont blame you. You dont need to punish yourself like this because of me

I leered at her: I bullied you and havent even gotten the chance to laugh yet, why would I punish myself? I said it boldly and confidently that left Zhi Yan speechless, Im only giving myself something to do. You stay here.

I left behind a speechless Zhi Yan and glided out of Zhuo Chen Hall, but could not help myself and went towards Mo Qings sleeping hall. I saw that he was actually sitting on the bed with his eyes closed, meditating, resting, and adjusting his aura. I quirked up the corners of my lips and turned around to float to the ghost market.

I went to inquire about some information about the Dead Resurrection Technique that Sima Rong mentioned, in the end, was there such a possibility, and on Ling Ting Mountain, those dead celestial sect disciples that kidnapped Sima Rong, in the end, what were their backgrounds.