Chapter 33: Bastard Brother Gu Congxing, what on earth are you not satisfied with...

Gu Congxing stood upright in the yard, staring expressionlessly at the two crimson figures in front of him.

The timing of his breaking in was really a coincidence. Gu Mingting was sitting upright on a bamboo chair in the yard, and Gu Qing was half-kneeling beside the bamboo chair, with his head resting on Gu Mingting's lap.

Seeing Gu Congxing rushing in aggressively, Gu Qing's expression went blank, but he immediately reacted and stood up in front of the bamboo chair.

He put one hand on the hilt of the sword and put the other hand in front of Gu Mingting, acting like a protector.

Seeing him acting like this, Gu Congxing couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Gu Mingting, who is in the late Nascent Soul stage, still needs the protection of Gu Qing, who is in the Golden Core stage?

Who are you pretending for?

"Why? Are you afraid that I will snatch your brother Mingting away?"

Gu Congxing imitated his tone in the last three words, which made Gu Qing's face darken.

Gu Mingting was still sitting on the bench. His eyes widened slightly when Gu Congxing appeared, but in the blink of an eye he had returned to his original leisurely and contented look.

He watched Gu Congxing and Gu Qing confront each other, and just squinted his eyes and smiled slightly. He even opened his folding fan and waved it in front of him.

Gu Qing saw that the young man on the chair had no intention of speaking, and the corners of his lips rose silently again.

"Gu Congxing, this is the Ganyang Sect. You've always acted recklessly within the Gu Clan, and you're also known for your viciousness within the Qingxuan Sword Sect..."

"Now during the competition, do you still want to cause trouble?"

Gu Congxing's expression remained unchanged upon hearing this. He simply drew out the Whale-Slaying Sword, his eyes gleaming with light.

"I just heard someone was afraid to fight me, and now he doesn't want to fight me. Is he really afraid?"

Before Gu Qing could respond, he sneered and said, "How dare you, a coward like a mouse, speak nonsense in front of me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Whale-Slaying Sword attacked Gu Qing like lightning!

"!" Gu Qing's pupils shrank, and he immediately summoned his sword to resist, but in the end he was too slow and was forced to retreat continuously by the golden sword light.

Just as he was about to be slashed in the arm by the sword, a stream of pure spiritual power transformed into a long wind, blowing away the sharp sword light.

“…Gu Mingting.”

Gu Congxing looked gloomily at his elder brother who was using the spiritual wind, and the two pairs of similar eyebrows confronted each other in the air.

"Thank you, Brother Mingting!"

Gu Qing thanked Gu Mingting softly, then turned to Gu Congxing and said, "Gu Congxing! Are you crazy?! Private fighting is strictly prohibited during the competition!"

Gu Congxing glanced at him meaninglessly and sneered, "The Grand Competition prohibits private fights, but it does not prohibit cultivators from the same sect from sparring."

"My last name is Gu. What's wrong with me sparring with people from the Gu family?"

"you!!"

Gu Qing originally thought that Gu Congxing had drawn his sword out of anger without considering the consequences, and he never expected that he would have such an excuse.

Moreover, it is impossible to refute it.

But at this time, Gu Mingting, who had remained silent, spoke.

"Sharp-tongued. It seems that you haven't made any progress in these years at the Qingxuan Sword Sect. At least your brain is sharper than before."

Gu Mingting stood up with a smile, closed the folding fan in his hand with a "click", and his tone of voice also dropped.

"So, you're here to cause trouble, Gu Congxing?"

Gu Mingting's voice completely lost the gentleness and doting that it had just a moment ago.

Cold and solemn.

Even Gu Qing looked up at him in surprise, his bright and handsome face showing a changing expression.

The warm atmosphere that lingered in the courtyard not long ago has completely dissipated, and was torn into two warring tendencies that are ready to break out at any moment.

"...Is this what I am in your eyes?"

Gu Congxing's voice was quite gnashing of teeth.

"Isn't it? You broke in, mocked Xiaoqing first, and then attacked her. Did I wrongly accuse you?"

Seeing the spiritual power surging in Gu Congxing's body, even the sneer on his face faded away. It was obvious that he was extremely angry, but Gu Mingting did not pause for a moment.

"Gu Congxing, I allowed you to go to the Sword Sect when you wanted to. I also arranged a great marriage for you, but you didn't accept it, so I went to cancel it."

"Do you know what impact your willful behavior will have on the relationship between the Gu family and the Tianlin Sect?"

"You are bringing shame to the Gu family."

"Gu Congxing, what exactly are you not satisfied with?"

After saying this, Gu Mingting did not continue.

The courtyard fell into a deep silence.

Gu Congxing's hands had already been clenched into fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, and drops of blood oozed out.

“…Gu Mingting.”

He lowered his head, his hair obscuring his expression, but his lips were trembling very slightly.

Seeing this, Gu Mingting's usually smiling face showed no expression at all, and he just looked at him calmly and indifferently.

"you……"

Gu Congxing suddenly raised his head, ripped off the red hairband tied in his hair, and attacked Gu Mingting with pure spiritual power carrying a tremendous pressure.

"You're such a fucking bastard!!!"

Gu Mingting's pupils shrank, and Gu Qing, who had been prepared, immediately stepped forward with his sword to block the spiritual blade.

"boom--"

The collision of spiritual powers made a loud bang, and spiritual waves spread across the courtyard, smoke and dust rose up, and even the green trees in the courtyard were almost uprooted.

When the smoke and dust settled, the silver-robed and red-clothed figure had disappeared.

Gu Mingting stared silently at the open courtyard gate, and his eyes finally fell on the hairband.

The long red silk ribbon lay in the dust, dirty and lonely.

"What happened!?"

"Master Gu! Are there any demonic cultivators attacking?"

Two Gan Yang sect disciples leaned in nervously and asked questions.

Gu Mingting coughed lightly and opened his folding fan again. Gu Qing glanced at him and turned to the two disciples and said:

"Nothing, it's just that the disciples in our clan have been sparring a little too much."

He smiled shyly, with dimples on his face.

"I'm sorry to trouble you."

The two disciples blushed and said "No, no" and "It's what I should do" repeatedly, and then left briskly.

Gu Mingting couldn't help coughing a few times, his chest heaving slightly.

"Brother Mingting!" Gu Qing came forward with a worried look on his face and took his arm. "You've been in poor health since your last injury. Someone from the Yuan family is coming this time. They're well-known for their alchemy and medical skills. Why not ask them to take a look this time?"

"Yes, I will go. Xiaoqing, thank you for your trouble."

Gu Mingting took a deep breath and calmly pushed Gu Qing's arm away.

"By the way, Brother Mingting, this..."

Gu Qing presented the hairband that Gu Congxing had thrown on the ground with both hands. There were tiny cracks on it caused by the owner's spiritual power.

Gu Mingting stared at the hairband, his peach blossom eyes unblinking, and fell into silence for a long time.

"Brother Mingting?"

Gu Mingting withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked out.

“…Just throw it away.”

***

Gu Congxing ran wildly through the woods on the mountain, even forgetting to use his sword, and rushed down the mountain in a reckless manner.

He rushed forward with his head down, as if there was a ghost demanding his life from behind, or as if he was about to crash into an ancient tree. His silver-white shadow flew through the forest like a silver fox.

“Damn bastard!!”

"Gu Mingting! Gu Qing! They're all bastards!"

He thought that he had deliberately taken off the Mingquan Yupo hairpin given by Lan Jue before going out today, and carefully tied on the headband that Gu Mingting had given him for his twelfth birthday, and he felt it was extremely ridiculous!

He even changed into a red and silver robe just for this purpose, how ridiculous! !

All the expectations he had before coming here turned into a loud slap in the face, making his cheek hurt.

He ran too fast and the mountain road was mostly gravel, so he almost sprained his ankle and fell to the ground several times. He stumbled out of the woods and reached the foot of the mountain.

"Wow, the clan fight caused such a big commotion, worthy of being the Gu family, they are truly full of martial virtues."

"Be careful, you might face him in the next game..."

Two familiar male voices came from not far away. Gu Congxing subconsciously looked up and saw two red figures approaching.

"Gu Congxing?!"

Xie Duyin exclaimed in surprise.

Gu Congxing looked at him, and when he turned his gaze, he met a pair of clear phoenix eyes.

At that moment, Gu Congxing's body trembled violently and he immediately turned his head away.

How could it be Si Junjian!

But, he just didn't want to meet Si Junjian at this moment!

"...Gu Congxing?"

Si Junjian took a step forward and paused, which actually gave the listener the illusion that his tone was hesitant.

"You, why are you crying?"

As soon as he said this, Gu Congxing suddenly realized that his face was wet.

He wiped it hard, but unexpectedly, besides tears, a blood mark was left on his hand.

It seemed that he had scratched his face with a leaf while walking down the mountain. He thought, the pain in his face wasn't an illusion after all.

"Hello."

Si Junjian looked at Congxing without saying a word and took another step closer.

The tip of one of his fingers trembled, and he wanted to say something, but at this moment Gu Congxing seemed to have suddenly come to his senses and shouted at him:

“Don’t come over here!!”

Si Junjian stopped moving.

But in a moment, Gu Congxing summoned the Whale-Slaying Sword. The golden sword light was bright, and he stepped on the sword and flew into the distance like a meteor.

Si Junjian watched his figure disappear into the sky, his hands unconsciously clenched.

"Oh, how could such a beautiful woman who is usually so energetic cry like this? It's so pitiful."

Xie Duyin sighed softly and continued, "But a beauty is still a beauty. Even with her hair disheveled, her eyes red from crying, and even blood streaked across her face, she doesn't look messy...instead, she looks even better."

"How do you put it, charming and touching—"

Si Junjian couldn't stand it any longer and interrupted him: "There should be a limit to how unruly you are."

Xie Duyin snorted, held the back of his head with both hands, and looked up.

"I just saw someone's eyes following me, and I'm speaking for them."

Si Junjian's eyes twitched: "What nonsense are you talking about again——"

"Hey! Wait, who else lives on this mountain that Gu Congxing ran down, besides us?" Xie Duyin suddenly said.

Si Junjian's voice paused, a look of shock appeared on his face, and he looked at Xie Duyin.

Xie Duyin sighed again, picked up the wine gourd and took a sip.

"Xiao Si, I now understand why Gu Congxing wanted to cancel the engagement that Gu arranged for him."

Si Junjian remained silent.

"I originally thought that the Gu family really wanted to choose a good Taoist partner for him, so they found you. Now it seems that may not be the case..."

****

Gu Congxing performed a cleansing spell on himself, and applied medicine to the wounds on his face with the reflection of spring water. Only then did he adjust his expression and walk towards the mountain where the Qingxuan Sword Sect resided.

He looked too embarrassed before.

Meeting Si Junjian and Xie Duyin was already a painful experience. Gu Congxing prayed silently in his heart that he would not meet them again.

Ever since he came to the Gan Yang Sect, he would inevitably meet people every time he went out.

But when he approached his compound, he learned that this hope had been dashed.

The tall figure standing outside the courtyard gate was like a tall poplar tree. As soon as he saw Gu Congxing, he smiled brightly.

"Cong Xing, you changed your clothes today. Could it be that you went to look for the Gu family members? You..."

Lan Jue's words completely disappeared in his throat as Gu Congxing approached.

Gu Congxing lowered his eyes and was about to tell him to go back first when his shoulders were tightly grasped.

Lan Jue bent down slightly, put his face in front of Gu Congxing, and looked straight into his eyes.

Gu Congxing actually saw anger in those bright eyes, which was rare.

“…Who is it?”

"Who is it that made you so sad?!"

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The author has something to say: Scumbag author: He is the person you said "it is my blessing to be similar to him" [dog head]

Lan Jue: [Angry]