Chapter 110: Ancient Language Translation

It was apparent that the Third Elder held Daoist Non-Speaker in high regard, likely envious of what he lacked himself.

After saying goodbye to the Third Elder, Lu Yang proceeded to the Gentlemen Peak.

Gentlemen Peak, the domain of the Fourth Elder, was elegant and cool, perpetually like summer. Everywhere you could see pavilions and streams, with bamboo green and tall, clearly a favored spot for scholars and poets to linger and compose poetry. Lu Yang wouldn’t have been surprised if the bamboo suddenly started reciting sage quotes.

Having seen various peculiar things in the Dao Seeking Sect, Lu Yang’s mental resilience had become extremely strong.

Lu Yang also encountered black and white iron-eating beasts rolling around the mountain, disciples drinking and making merry, splashing ink to create paintings, then diving into those paintings to frolic with the figures within, utterly carefree.

An iron-eating beast even nudged Lu Yang, nearly toppling him. It was playing with Lu Yang, who, busy with matters at hand, had to reason with the beast before it let him go, gifting him a half-chewed bamboo stalk on departure.

“Excuse me, brother, where can I find the Fourth Elder?” Lu Yang, holding the half-eaten bamboo, respectfully inquired in front of a painting. The brother in question was highly accomplished in the art of painting, almost reaching the point of creating lifelike illusions, truly terrifying.

Hearing Lu Yang call out, the painter brother half emerged from the painting: “Who are you?”

“I am Lu Yang.”

Hearing Lu Yang’s name, the painter brother had a moment of realization: “Oh, I know you, the new Lu Yang, Yun Zhi’s disciple.”

“...It’s Eldest Senior Sister who took me as a disciple on behalf of the master. I am Daoist Non-Speaker’s disciple,” Lu Yang corrected him earnestly.

“My name is Ji Hongwen, and I joined the Dao Seeking Sect in the same year as Eldest Senior Sister. I’m the Fourth Elder’s eldest disciple.” This brother wasn’t pretentious, not looking down on Lu Yang for his lower cultivation level.

“Nice to meet you, Brother Ji,” Lu Yang said, surprised to meet someone from the same cohort as Eldest Senior Sister.

He only knew Dai Bufan was from the same cohort as Eldest Senior Sister, one of the most senior disciples, with a cultivation level nearly matching the elders. Dai Bufan was highly trusted in handling affairs, commanding great respect among the disciples. It was unexpected to meet another one now.

By that reasoning, Brother Ji’s cultivation level wouldn’t be low either.

Bigwigs, unseen in an entire city or province outside, were commonplace in the Dao Seeking Sect.

“You want to see the master? Come, he should be teaching students right now.” Ji Hongwen floated out from the painting, with a flick of his hand, another person appeared in the painting.Th.ê most uptodate novels are published on n(0)velbj)n(.)co/m

Only then did Lu Yang notice that Ji Hongwen wasn’t alone in the painting; there was also an exquisitely beautiful woman.

The woman seemed to have walked straight out of a water town in the Jiangnan area, her cheeks flushed with a tender red, gentle and elegant, her smile blossoming like flowers, her eyes conveying deep emotions. Her beauty was peerless, and her attire boldly revealing, enough to make a pure-hearted young man like Lu Yang blush.

Without hesitation, the Fourth Elder took up the ruler and struck the hand, causing Barbarian Bone to grimace in pain.

Barbarian Bone couldn’t understand where he went wrong, challenging the nobility to their face with such great courage.

Wasn’t that the meaning of the phrase?

Lu Yang, standing at the doorway, silently attended the class, mourning for Barbarian Bone for three seconds.

Ji Hongwen, witnessing this scene, shook his head and chuckled: “I wonder what went through Barbarian Bone’s mind. Being of ancient barbarian descent and ignoring the Third Elder’s supreme techniques to follow our master, he’s been disciplined quite a bit this year.”

“But I’ve noticed he’s become sharper since returning from his mission. Do you know why?”

Lu Yang shook his head, clueless.

“Right, does the way the Fourth Elder strikes the hand seem to follow some pattern, or is it just my imagination?” Facing Ji Hongwen’s skeptical look, Lu Yang quickly changed the subject.

Ji Hongwen looked at Lu Yang with a hint of surprise: “You’re not wrong. It’s actually a method to stimulate the bloodline, but it’s too painful, and few can endure it. The master is using this method to activate Brother Barbarian Bone’s ancient barbarian bloodline. Remember, don’t tell Brother Barbarian Bone about this.”

Lu Yang nodded.

“After the class, you can find him.”

With that, Ji Hongwen left, holding the hand of the exquisite beauty.

Class time always feels exceptionally long. As the Fourth Elder lectured for a quarter of an hour, Lu Yang felt as if several hours had passed.

Finally, the Fourth Elder ended the class, encountering the inquisitive Lu Yang.

“You’re asking about Old Nine, who is devious, mischievous, and full of schemes?”

Lu Yang: “......”

Thank you, I think I already know what kind of person my master is.

(End of the chapter)