Chapter 504 A Thrilling Fight

Song Chunxue stood outside the door eavesdropping, wanting to know how her senior brother would respond.

"She had feelings for someone else, but she still chose this path. I know my junior brother's thoughts best."

My senior brother's voice came through, and it was very certain.

Wu Mai laughed, "And what about you? Are your feelings for this junior sister truly pure?"

“We’ve known each other for almost forty years. You’re polite and distant to everyone. Even with men, you won’t agree to travel together if there’s even the slightest disagreement. You care about all the mortals in the world, but you find them troublesome. Yet, this junior brother, you took her to the Zhang family.”

"I refuse to believe that you've never had feelings for someone else in your entire life."

Hearing Wu Mai's question, Song Chunxue shook her head helplessly.

Why keep focusing on this issue? It's so mundane.

She leaned against the wall and heard her senior brother's voice.

“When I was on Mount Xuliang, I fell in love with my fellow disciple, but she eloped with someone and failed, and later got married. Since then, I have never been tempted by worldly desires. Life is infinitely vast, and romantic love is as fleeting as a flower in bloom. It is not worth binding one’s whole life for a momentary firework.”

Wu Bai retorted, "That's because you haven't met the right person."

"So you've encountered one?" the Taoist priest asked with a smile. "Once you have a wife and children, you should stay away from other women. It's better for both yourself and others."

Wu Bai stammered, "You...you're talking nonsense."

Song Chunxue entered the room. "Senior brother is very perceptive. Even I can tell that you've been having extramarital affairs lately. While it's normal for mortals to be fickle, taking a concubine will affect your fortune."

"Fortune?" Wu Bai's voice was hoarse. "Zhang Chengxuan, you must help me deal with this. I don't want to get involved with any romantic entanglements."

"Alright." The Taoist priest casually made a hand seal and touched his forehead.

Song Chunxue thought to herself, "If I don't focus on my studies, the peach blossoms will still come."

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the Wu siblings went about their business, while the Taoist priest said he was going to take a stroll outside.

Song Chunxue was too lazy to move, so she stayed in her room and meditated.

Unexpectedly, Wu Mai came to see her alone.

She placed the tea and snacks on the table.

"Hey girl, why didn't you get some sleep?"

Song Chunxue noticed that Wu Mai had changed into a nice outfit.

"The food at Sister Wu's house is so delicious that I can't sleep well if I eat too much. Meditation is more comfortable."

She knew Wu Mai had come to ask her some questions, but she didn't want to directly ask her senior brother some things.

She pulled out a chair. "Sister Wu, please have a seat."

Her guess was right; Wu Mai asked her to tell her what her senior brother had been busy with these past few years.

Song Chunxue spoke frankly, recounting how her senior brother had performed divination for people over the past few years, how he lived in the Taoist temple to perform divination for people, how he gave all the money he earned to the poor, and how he went into seclusion for a month.

"So, for the past three years, he has stayed with you in Zhuanglang County?"

"..." What do you mean by accompanying her? That was my senior brother's own choice.

Besides, her senior brother wanted to teach her some things and didn't want to be her junior brother for nothing. He stayed because he wanted to build a Taoist temple and take on disciples with her, not just to keep her company.

She suddenly realized how foolish her previous thoughts had been.

Why must such a simple thing be linked to matters of men and women? What's the difference between humans and animals then?

From then on, Song Chunxue decided to ask fewer useless questions in front of her senior brother, feeling somewhat speechless.

Seemingly sensing Song Chunxue's mood, Wu Mai tried to change the subject at the right time.

They chatted about other things, Song Chunxue's children, and how she raised them all by herself over the years. Wu Mai was a good conversationalist and managed to get almost everything about Song Chunxue.

Song Chunxue didn't intend to hide it, after all, the person in front of her was her senior brother's childhood sweetheart.

Although they could no longer be together, asking clearly made Wu Mai feel that the Taoist priest was still her childhood sweetheart, and not someone who had been given away to some other junior brother or sister.

In the evening, Song Chunxue, not wanting to eat and drink for free, went out and had a bowl of spicy soup. When she returned, she brought two bags of pastries and bought a large bag of snacks for Wu Bai's child.

Just as she stepped into the inn, preparing to hand over her things to Wu Bai, she saw two somewhat familiar-looking people standing in the lobby on the first floor.

"The old Taoist nun has arrived, but where is Zhang Chengxuan?"

Zhang Yaoming grinned, a sneer lurking beneath his teeth, and approached Song Chunxue. "Did he steal our family's storeroom?"

Song Chunxue drew a short knife from her waist and held it between them to prevent him from getting any closer.

She looked around and saw a large group of about twenty people; none of the guests outside dared to come in.

"Your family's storeroom?" she scoffed. "If you're here looking for revenge, just say so. What excuse are you making? Do you think we can just walk into your family's storeroom?"

Zhang Yaoming gritted his teeth, "But Zhang Chengxuan has studied magic. What if he sneaked into the warehouse in the middle of the night and took away the gold and silver treasures? Otherwise, why would he run away for no reason and even drug the soldiers guarding the city?"

He gritted his teeth and approached Song Chunxue, "You ran off with most of the Zhang family's assets without even asking around. Do you even have the ability to spend this money?"

Seeing Wu Bai's expression of great alarm, Song Chunxue handed the items to him.

"Maybe we should report this to the authorities; we can't afford to offend them."

“Reporting to the authorities will be more troublesome, you don’t need to worry about it, leave it to me.” Song Chunxue said in a low voice, then turned to look at Zhang Yaoming.

She felt something was wrong while eating; she felt like she had inexhaustible energy inside her and needed to find a place to release it.

But it was too cold outside, and she thought that meditation could regulate the chaotic energy in her body.

But things didn't go as planned; her whole body started to feel slightly hot.

She rolled up her sleeves, wondering if her senior brother would scold her if she broke any tables or chairs later.

"Hey, you old hag..."

Seeing that he was being ignored, Zhang Yaoming impatiently poked her shoulder, only to be bent over by Song Chunxue.

"If you don't believe me, go search our rooms yourself. You should have already searched the carriage. We didn't take anything from you. How can you be so unreasonable?"

Zhang Yaoming, his face contorted in pain, shouted, "Kill her!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a group of burly men rushed towards Song Chunxue.

Song Chunxue leaped onto the table and swept her leg, knocking the person who was about to touch her to the ground. When someone took out a weapon, she quickly drew her longsword from her storage bag and began to fight them.

A series of clanging sounds came from the clash of swords.

With a series of crashing sounds, some people were thrown onto tables and slid off, while some older chairs broke and collapsed to the ground.

Song Chunxue was alert and observant, and her movements were extremely fast. No one could touch her. She had never fought so smoothly and enjoyably as she did now.

She had struggled a bit when practicing privately before, feeling that her movements weren't quite perfect. But now, she felt no hindrance at all. Her kick was not only powerful, but the feeling of stretching her muscles and bones and delivering a punch to the flesh made her feel great all over.

The moment she jumped, she could kick five or six people away with her two feet, and with a sword and a punch, she repeatedly sent a group of defiant people flying.

It felt so good, the more she hit, the more comfortable it felt. She had never experienced what it meant to be thoroughly satisfied!

Just as the person opposite her rushed over, and she was about to slit her own throat, the Taoist priest shouted from outside, "Junior brother, stop!"