Chapter 794 Kicked Out
“That’s right. I haven’t had time to train disciples in recent years. When you return to Jincheng, take Wuji to Wuquan Mountain and let him cultivate with your two disciples.”
Unexpectedly, Lord Zhao admitted it without hesitation.
"Oh, by the way, I also have an apprentice named Ye Bai. He might come to see you in a while, so let him gain more experience." Lord Zhao said in a serious tone, and even took out a bag of gold from his pocket. "This is the money I paid for their provisions."
Song Chunxue looked at the money bag in her hand and quickly threw it back.
"Senior brother, please spare me! I've finally watched my own children get married, and I've already delayed the education of two of them. Now you're sending two more here. Aren't you just making me a bad influence on other people's education?"
Lord Zhao reached into his sleeve again, "Not enough?"
"no……"
"Then two bags, no more than that," Lord Zhao patted her shoulder and said in a gentle tone, "It won't be too long, at most a year, at least half a year."
"But I..."
"You don't need to take care of them much. When they come down the mountain to find you, let them meet your family or go with you to Zhuanglang County to farm and grow vegetables, to see how ordinary people live. They may have to work a little hard occasionally."
He said helplessly, "As you know, my apprentices are all from wealthy families and don't know the hardships of ordinary people. Letting them learn from you is purely to connect them with the realities of life."
"..." Song Chunxue opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.
So it's because the people around him are all too wealthy. His apprentices have learned everything else, but they don't know who to see what life is like for ordinary people.
Just looking is not enough; you have to experience it firsthand.
She pushed the two bags of gold back, saying, "Don't give me money. I have enough myself. It's too polite. Besides, this is gold. When will it ever run out? I can feed them well every day. They won't be able to spend it all in a few years."
"It's not all food. If they cause trouble, you'll have to take responsibility."
"..." They'll cause more trouble? Then she definitely can't keep them.
Master Han noticed her hesitation and, having received Wuji's plea for help, also helped mediate.
“Your junior brother really likes you, his senior uncle. He heard that you have made rapid progress and he especially wants to ask you for advice. If you refuse again, your senior brother may be heartbroken.”
Having said all that, Song Chunxue turned to look at Wuji.
"If you experience any discomfort, please let me know immediately."
Wuji nodded obediently, "Of course, Uncle-Master. Thank you, Uncle-Master. I hope you will continue to guide me in the future."
This deceptive face always makes people forget that he is over thirty.
Soon, they arrived at the Devil City.
"The Devil City is just ahead, but it's said that ordinary people can't find the entrance. Let's go down first." With that, Master Han led them to a desolate flat area where the autumn wind stirred up sand and dust, making it exceptionally dry.
Song Chunxue asked curiously, "What do you mean? The Devil City isn't an ordinary city; ordinary people can't enter it?"
"That's right. This desolate and unique area belongs to the Devil City. The strangely shaped mountains sculpted by nature are all part of the Devil City."
Lord Zhao's steady voice rang in their ears as he carefully explained, "The Devil City that Lady Liu mentioned should be located at the foot of that mountain peak, and it's very difficult for ordinary people to find it."
Song Chunxue lowered her voice, "So you came to Devil City just to see the real Devil City that Liu Niang talked about."
She wrote a letter to Changfeng, telling him everything that Liuniang had mentioned, and in the letter she taught him how to reply to her directly without a messenger.
Come to think of it, she and Xie Zheng had never tried writing letters like this before. Once they got used to it, they wouldn't need to pay a messenger to deliver the letters anymore; they could receive them on the same day.
The reason she informed Changfeng was that she was worried that Liuniang's poison could not be cured, and if he really wanted revenge, she couldn't let him have any regrets.
But having taken Changfeng as his disciple, the master felt that with his current abilities, seeking revenge was simply a pipe dream.
"Junior brother, over here."
Lost in thought, she fell behind, and Lord Zhao called out to her.
Song Chunxue quickly followed and turned into the peaks and forests sculpted by the wind.
"You've all arrived! I've been waiting for you for quite some time."
Suddenly, Huo Xiang's voice echoed in their ears.
Everyone searched everywhere, but couldn't find him.
"Here, above our heads."
Looking up and scanning the area, I finally spotted a purple figure in a recessed area.
Huo Xiang sat with one leg propped up, holding a wine gourd in her hand, not in much spirits.
Lord Zhao asked with a smile, "Did you come all the way here to pick us up? It looks like we've been abandoned."
Huo Xiang didn't say anything, but tilted her head back and took a sip of wine.
"I didn't realize that Your Excellency was such a sentimental person. I heard that you recently sent out a team that gave that rabble a run for their money. A plague broke out in the rebel camp, causing countless deaths and injuries. It's a blessing for the people." Lord Zhao cupped his hands in admiration. "I admire you."
"Don't give me that," Huo Xiang floated down from above. "Aren't you also a master strategist? You seem to be enjoying yourself, but in reality, all the talented people under your command are busy."
He handed the wine gourd to Lord Zhao with a half-smile, saying, "Unfortunately, the dynasty's fate is sealed; it won't last much longer, and a change of dynasty is inevitable."
"Then why are you stirring up trouble? You know perfectly well that fate is sealed, and no matter how powerful the shrimp soldiers and crab generals are, they can't fight against the will of heaven." Lord Zhao pushed the wine gourd back, his tone low and his eyes dark. "You actually tried to defy fate and support Wu San."
Huo Xiang smiled faintly, "You saw through me."
Song Chunxue didn't quite understand, but she could sense that the two of them were not getting along and might fight at any moment.
"You possess both the skills of a mountain doctor, fortune teller, and diviner, yet Lord Zhao is exceptional in both. Your fate and physiognomy are unparalleled. You are destined to meet the current emperor and witness his destiny..."
“That’s a true dragon emperor. The dragon you chose is a hero, but he can’t amount to anything. He can’t become a dragon if he can’t enter the sea. Don’t waste your time.” Lord Zhao angrily interrupted Huo Xiang and grabbed his collar. “You’re supporting him by sacrificing the common people, those civilians and soldiers who have no choice in the matter.”
Huo Xiang's face darkened. "I don't believe in these things. No matter what you predict, who can say for sure what will happen in the future? Who can guarantee that what you predict is the final outcome and that it's correct?"
“I admire Wu San. He is a ruthless and ambitious man. If Heaven is not on his side, I will fight him.” His smile did not reach his eyes. “I just like to go against the grain and be unconventional.”
Master Han stepped forward and separated the two of them.
“If you two stood any closer, you'd be kissing,” he chuckled. “What, are you hard of hearing? Can’t you hear me when we’re far apart? Or do you both enjoy staring at each other’s handsome faces when you talk?”
"Tch." Huo Xiang turned around and scoffed. "He's not as good-looking as me. His eyes are too fierce, not gentle at all. I'm the tough guy with a soft heart, everyone loves me and flowers bloom for me..."
"Wasn't it because you were kicked out by the Lord's wife? Your old flame, Liu Niang, didn't give you a friendly look either, did she?"
"..." Huo Xiang's face immediately turned extremely dark.
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