CH 34

As soon as Su Yang left the guesthouse yard, he quickly picked up his Prized Flower Steps, found a fairly concealed bush, bent himself over and hurled his guts out.

It wasn’t until his stomach was completely empty, his face was full of tears and snot from retching that he gradually stopped and moved to the lake to rinse his mouth and wash his face.

He persuaded himself over and over again in his heart that this world was just a fictional story and those people were just lifeless cannon fodder characters. In the first place, in both original work and in the script, they were all doomed to die. This was their destiny.

Moreover, this was a martial arts world and in the future, there would be many bloody matters waiting for him to participate in. Two years later, in the battle of encirclement and suppression of the Devil Sect, there would be countless casualties and that would be the really hellish battlefield.

He must adapt as soon as possible.

At this moment, Su Yang truly felt what it was like after leaving Lesser Jade House and what a cruel world it was that he was about to face.

But he can’t cower now.

If he wants to return to reality, he must endure and go through the storyline properly.

Su Yang wiped the drops of water on his cheeks, pushed himself off knees to stand up and took a few deep breaths to clear his belly full of resentment.

Nightfall.

In the Wasteland the temperature at night dropped sharply, bringing a winter-like chill.

The Devil Sect group set up two simple mat tents by Willow Leaf Lake and lit some fires. Some of them huddled near the rocky shore to rest and some took turns to stand guard in case of accidents.

Su Yang was wrapped in a blanket and nestled on a warm fur cushion, but he couldn’t sleep anyway. When he closed his eyes, what he saw was a cruel scene of blood flowing into a river at dusk or the still-open eyes of the brawny man staring at him even after death.

He’d overestimated his acceptance of the matter.

Su Yang sighed, patted Mei Shisan next to him and asked, “I remember when you left the Sect, you brought some strong liquor with you?”

Mei Shisan nodded.

He took out the liquor sack, handed it to Su Yang and said, “Young Saint, are you cold? This alcohol is strong, drink a little to warm your body, don’t drink too much.”

Su Yang took the liquor sack, replied with an indifferent ‘mm’ sound and depressively took two sips.

The liquor was indeed a bit strong, with a burning pungency. Su Yang silently experienced the heat in his throat and then felt more comfortable in his heart. He was so irritated by the bloody stench that he had vomited out all the contents of his stomach. He got easily drunk by drinking on an empty stomach and after only four or five sips, his head began to feel dizzy.

So he closed the cover of the liquor sack, handed it back to Mei Shisan and wrapped himself in a blanket, trying to sleep with this slight drunkenness.

However, he still couldn’t sleep.

Su Yang tossed and turned irritably for a while. Finally, he flipped open the blanket, got up and grabbed his sword, “I’m going for a walk, don’t follow.” he told Mei Shisan.

Mei Shisan was worried: “But Young Saint, those people…”

Su Yang repeated coldly, “Don’t follow, I want to walk alone.” 

Mei Shisan had no choice but to nod and obey.

Su Yang did not walk in the direction of the guesthouse on the other side of the lake. He walked slowly along the lake to the other end and finally reached the sharp corner where the stone banks met on both sides.

There was a huge boulder with a flat surface. Su Yang jumped onto it, raised his head and looked upwards at the night sky.

The dazzling Milky Way ran through the sky. This was a magnificent scene that would never be seen with the bright lights of the city.

Su Yang felt that the stars in the sky were as bright as the taillights of the vast sea of ​​cars on the city roads and they seemed to be within reach.

So he raised his hand and stretched out to the night sky, trying to touch the dazzling and crystal-like lights.

There was a very slight sound of cloth scraping in the bushes behind him. Su Yang drew his sword and turned around to look at the person who was approaching.

It was the young martial artist whose head and face had been concealed all this while.

He had changed into a dark suit to hide in the shadows of the oasis bushes, his figure was indistinct.

Su Yang let out a laugh, “Still concealing your face in the dark of night, are you not fit to be seen?”

The man didn’t answer.

For a moment, his low voice came from under the face covering: “Those who like to watch stars should have innocence deep down inside. Even though you are from the Devil Sect, you’re not a bad person.”

Su Yang let out a cold snort when he heard.

“Speaking nonsense has also gone through my brain.” He showed off his arrogant manner and smirked, “How do you know that I am not watching the sky at night, looking for a way to kill all of you here? Since I’m from the Devil Sect, what more is there that I can’t do?”

Gu Feidi laughed, shook his head and said nothing.

Su Yang was thoroughly annoyed and put in an awkward position by this person’s reaction. He stared at the man for a long while and gripped his sword: “You know who I am, but you’re still wearing a sock-puppet. Unfair! No matter what, today I will see what you really are!”

Before he had finished speaking, he used his Prized Flower Steps to leap off from the boulder to the ground. His sword’s edge was close to the man’s silk scarf and he was about to reveal the man’s true face!

Gu Feidi fended off the strike: “I’m not wearing a sock-puppet. Is that Devil Sect slang?”

Su Yang: ….

Su Yang was even angrier, his moves were fiercer. He wouldn’t give him anymore face and showed little mercy.

“What of the Devil Sect and the Righteous Way? Those of you who came from the Central Plains aren’t any kind of upstanding people!” Depending on the liquid courage, Su Yang started rambling, “Only knowing how to fight and kill everyday, what kind of grievances and hatreds? In the end, aren’t they just a group of unrecognised militants? They can also divide themselves into good and bad factions to come here, what a joke!”

Beneath the silk scarf, Gu Feidi raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of surprise.

He leaned forward, barely avoiding the cunning point of Su Yang’s sword. The silk scarf on his face suffered a cut.

Su Yang snorted coldly, swung his sword forward and continued to mutter: “Today, it was obviously those people who made the first move. I doubt they were decent people either!”

Gu Feidi warded off the attack and said, “Wujiazhai are indeed not good people. The imperial court have wanted to get rid of them for so many years now.”

Su Yang was taken aback and attacked again in anger: “You Central Plains haven’t even dealt with your messes yet, but still have time to spare to provoke our Devil Sect?!”

Gu Feidi retreated and smiled: “That’s what I said.”

Su Yang was already a little depressed, but now hearing people tease him this way, he was even more aggrieved and angry for no reason. He picked up his sword and slashed at him without any particular order in an effort to vent his frustrations.

“What if I am the Devil Sect!”

“What if I ordered it!”

“What if I’d killed someone!”

“We are the Devil Sect anyway!”

“Even if I don’t kill people, those from the Righteous Way will kill us!”

Su Yang relied on the fact that the person in front of him was just a supporting role cannon fodder and would not affect the storyline’s direction, so he was brave enough to let loose and tell him everything.

The man silently blocked all his unorganised attacks without saying a word.

At the end, Su Yang hacked away with his sword at the masked man thinking: I’ve been disgraced enough already. If I don’t manage to cut him with this last swipe, just forget it. It’s time to pack up and head back to the camp.

However, since he had drunk liquor, his movements were a little sluggish and the opponent easily avoided his attack. Not only did he not manage to cut anyone, but the sword also hacked into a tree trunk. It was stuck in it for a long time and he was unable to pull it out.

Gu Feidi placed his hand on Su Yang’s shoulder from behind, leaned in and whispered in his ear: “You are drunk, go back.” 

His sigh was close to his ears, it made Su Yang’s scalp want to explode!

He instinctively let go of the jammed sword, manoeuvred his internal force and turned around to grab.

He pulled off the soft silk scarf revealing a youthful, handsome face, close enough to touch.

Su Yang stared at Gu Feidi for a long while.

He raised his hand to slap his forehead in agony, “Akk, I’m really drunk! Why am I dreaming of this guy again!”

Gu Feidi was surprised: “Again?” 

Su Yang mumbled to himself, “What did you eat, growing so fast, you’re as tall as I am.”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to compare their heights: “Your face isn’t as soft and adorable as last time…”

“What soft?” Gu Feidi was puzzled.

Su Yang blinked, then blinked more vigorously and finally he closed his eyes and shook his head.

When he opened his eyes again, he finally confirmed that he was not drunk asleep and that the person in front of him was not a dream.

After understanding the situation, Su Yang’s expression immediately turned dark when he thought of how he had acted earlier.

He tried his best to retain the mannerisms of the Devil Sect’s Young Saint, speaking first as a show of intimidation and questioning Gu Feidi, “Why are you here?!”

Gu Feidi stepped back and held his sword in his arms with a smile: “Tengyun Pavilion ordered me to unite with Qianfeng Villa to find the Dubious Tomb of the Sword Sage. Naturally I had to come to the Wasteland, only I didn’t expect to meet Lesser Jade House classmates here.”

Su Yang was silent for a moment.

Of course he knew that Gu Feidi would definitely come to look for the Tomb of the Sword Sage, but at that point, he couldn’t accept that he had appeared right at that moment looking like this.

The point was…

Earlier, when his confidence had been bolstered by liquor, what the hell had he said!

He actually compared heights with Gu Feidi!

He also said that he wasn’t as soft and adorable anymore!

……Mr. Storyline, can I read the script and start again?

Let’s start reading from the part where the fight just began!

His insides had collapsed, but Su Yang still tried his best to maintain his expressionless face and snorted coldly: “Who’s your classmate? You advanced into the Veiled Pearl Pavilion and are a direct disciple of Lesser Jade House, how can I compare to you?”

After speaking, he turned around and pulled out the sword from the tree trunk: “We fought together two days ago and you didn’t want to reveal your identity. Tonight, I will pretend that I didn’t see you. You go your way and I’ll go mine.”

Gu Feidi frowned: “You are going to part ways with me?”

Su Yang said: “…You are of the Righteous Way, I am of the Evil Way, we shouldn’t be on the same path in the first place.”

Gu Feidi said: “I don’t think you are of the Evil Way. The Devil Sect, maybe. Anyhow, you’re not.”

Su Yang said: “I am the Devil Sect’s Young Saint.”

Gu Feidi said, “…Are you being coerced by others?”

Su Yang: …

Su Yang was speechless and raised his hand to support his forehead: “I don’t know what you’ve imagined, but I am not being threatened by anyone and I am not at odds with the Devil Sect. You say that they are of the Evil Way, I am also of the Evil Way. You don’t need to view us separately. It was me who gave the order today to deal with that group of people.” 

As he spoke, he lowered his head and stroked the sword in his hand, adding: “If you can’t bear to let it go and want to avenge those people, I will have a serious fight with you again. If you win, you can deal with me as you please; if you lose, then…”

Gu Feidi asked calmly, “You can deal with me as you please?”

Su Yang sighed and said: “If you lose, go. Don’t worry about my affairs anymore.”

Gu Feidi stared at Su Yang for a while and said, “I have already lost.”

Su Yang: ???

Gu Feidi laughed indifferently and said: “It’s cold at night. You just drank to warm up but have sweated again. Better to return to the campfire earlier to warm up. Careful not to catch a cold.”

After finishing, he did not wait for Su Yang to answer but just turned around and left.

Su Yang stood there in a daze for a moment then raised his hand to bite his nails. He stood for a while longer before leaving.

Quietness was restored all around.

After a long time, a man in black crept out like a cat from the bushes less than one foot away from the huge boulder.

He looked around cautiously for a while, then took out a bone whistle from his sleeves and blew a string of trembling sounds like insects. Then he put away the bone whistle and, with the help of the starlight and moonlight, carved two lines of fine print on a small piece of wood.

A fist-sized black owl flew from the darkness of night and quietly landed on the shoulder of the man in black.

The man in black skillfully tied the piece of wood to the claws of the ghost owl, took out a piece of meat, fed it to the bird and released it back into the night sky.