Chapter 5: Noticing that Beiliyuan and Nangong Liuchu paused for a moment...
Nangong Liuchu paused for a moment and picked up the scroll again. Lu Huo could not bear the incense of this wandering soul disciple, and Lu Huo was the disciple of Baiyu Divine Lord, which meant that this wandering soul was at least of the same generation as Baiyu Divine Lord and was also a member of Guanhe Sword Sect. Among the powerful beings who had fallen, only one person met the requirement, and that was Youyang Divine Lord, the former leader of Guanhe Sword Sect who sacrificed blood to seal the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons.
No, this inference isn't entirely valid at this point. How could the Youyang Divine Lord, who sacrificed his soul with blood a hundred years ago, transform into a wandering spirit and possess a body? And if the Youyang Divine Lord truly wanted to possess a body, why would he have waited a hundred years? And why would he choose such a fool? It doesn't make sense.
Nangong Liuchu rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.
In the following days, Nangong Liuchu paid more attention to Li Youyang's every move, but after a month of watching, he still couldn't fully verify his guess. Maybe Li Youyang lived too leisurely, which was very different from the legendary man. But if it wasn't true, their temperament and habits sometimes matched.
That day, Nangong Liuchu was secretly thinking about Li Youyang again, but was caught by Li Youyang: "Is there something wrong? Are you short of spirit stones?"
Nangong Liuchu coughed awkwardly twice, then his eyes lit up. He wanted to verify whether it was actually simple. Li Youyang's cultivation level was not something anyone could deliberately imitate. "Master, I have been stuck in the Mahayana stage for over twenty years and have never been able to make any further progress. My spiritual energy circulation is sometimes stagnant during cultivation..."
Before Nangong Liuchu could finish, Li Youyang interrupted with a hint of impatience: "Have you forgotten that your master relies on elixirs to prolong his life and is a useless piece of wood who cannot build a foundation?"
Nangong Liuchu was stunned for a moment and apologized, "Then I won't bother you anymore."
Li Youyang frowned slightly: "Wait, are you looking down on me?"
Nangong Liuchu shook his head repeatedly.
Li Youyang added, "Hand over your wrist."
Nangong Liuchu did as he was told. Li Youyang held Nangong Liuchu's pulse, probed into his fingertips with a trace of spiritual energy to check the situation, and then let go after a moment.
Nangong Liuchu looked at Li Youyang expectantly, but Li Youyang said coldly, "I didn't see that."
Nangong Liuchu:?
After Nangong Liuchu left, Li Youyang returned to his study and wrote down a method to break Nangong Liuchu's bottleneck. However, he was in no hurry to give it to Nangong Liuchu, otherwise how would he explain it? Instead, he waited two days before giving the method to Nangong Liuchu: "I have paid a high price to ask a master for a method to solve your problem. You can try it and see if it works."
Nangong Liuchu took the letter and opened it impatiently, then did as it was written. His stagnant cultivation finally showed some changes. Moreover, although his cultivation had not improved in the past twenty years, he had stored a lot of spiritual energy. This time, he could be said to have accumulated a lot of energy and it was finally released. He broke through the mirror directly and welcomed the thunder tribulation of ascension.
Li Youyang frowned slightly and quickly retreated far away. He could not withstand the lightning strike now.
The sky above Yunshan Sect suddenly became thick with dark clouds and thunder rumbled. Luo Yinzhu's eyes lit up as he watched the thunderbolts. This pressure indicated a cultivator about to ascend, coming from the direction of Chengyan Palace. He immediately guessed it was Nangong Liuchu and was overjoyed! If Yunshan Sect had one more ascended cultivator, even if it was only an Earthly Immortal, it might leap into the top twenty of the sect.
After being overjoyed, he began to worry again. However, he was already an ascended cultivator. Even if he went to the Guanhe Sword Sect, the largest sect today, he could get a good position. Would he continue to stay in this small Yunshan Sect?
While they were worried, the thunderstorm had already descended, and the entire Yunshan Sect suddenly felt an infinite pressure. Half an hour later, the thunderstorm clouds dissipated, and Nangong Liuchu successfully ascended to the realm of earthly immortals.
After casting a dust removal spell, he hurried out to find Li Youyang and bowed respectfully: "Disciple thanks Master for his guidance."
Li Youyang waved his hand: "I didn't guide you, I asked for a solution for you. You can just pay 10,000 spirit stones later."
Nangong Liuchu was stunned for a moment: "Yes, disciple has made a note of it."
Li Youyang thought Nangong Liuchu was complaining about the price, so he added, "It's not expensive."
Nangong Liuchu laughed: "Disciple understands." He was just a little surprised that Li Youyang would ask him to give him spirit stones, and it was only ten thousand. You have to know that the spirit stones and spiritual treasures he spent in these years seeking a way to ascend are worth more than a million.
He remembered that he had heard that Lord Youyang's family background was not very good, and this was right in his mind. Moreover, he could easily see the problem and come up with this method. He was now almost certain that the person in front of him was Lord Youyang Li Youyang, who had the same name as Lord Chengyan.
He has admired Lord Youyang since he was a child, but unfortunately he never got to see him in person until Lord Youyang died. Now he is fortunate enough to become his disciple, which is truly a gift from God to him!
After the joy, Nangong Liuchu's eyes darkened. Now that his master had taken over another body, there must be some other reason behind his death. It was definitely not a blood sacrifice of the living soul as Nan Liujing, the current leader of Guanhe Sword Sect, said.
He also remembered that his master valued and doted on his disciple Nan Liujing very much. After his master's death, Nan Liujing was heartbroken and guarded the coffin for decades before he resumed his duties. If the relationship between the two was really as the rumors said, then why didn't his master go back to find his most proud disciple after taking over his master's body?
Li Youyang frowned when he saw Nangong Liuchu's strange expression. "If you really think it's too expensive, eight thousand is fine."
Nangong Liuchu couldn't help but laugh. He took out a ring and gave it to Li Youyang: "Inside this is the 200,000 spirit stones that Master gave me as a commission half a year ago. Master, use this first. If it's not enough, I'll go get more."
Li Youyang was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that the thing his original body had the most was money. He wondered if this had aroused Nangong Liuchu's suspicion. He had to find a way to make up for it. "Well... no need. I was just joking with you just now. How could I be short of a few small things from you? If you have nothing else to do, please leave. Just pretend that I didn't mention the spirit stones."
After saying this, he didn't give Nangong Liuchu time to react and hurried back to his room. He held his forehead and sighed. After being a poor man for thousands of years, it was really hard for him to adapt to suddenly becoming a rich man. If he continued like this, he would be exposed sooner or later. He had to think of a way to escape quickly.
Unfortunately, although Cheng Yanjun himself was not very ambitious, his mother was very ambitious! His mother was deeply favored by the head of the Li family, and Cheng Yanjun's poor talent posed no threat to others, so he was particularly popular in the Li family.
Li Youyang had many ways of escaping death at his fingertips, but there were not many that could be hidden from everyone, and there was almost no way his useless body could withstand it. After thinking hard for half a month without any result, Li Youyang became annoyed.
In the past, when Li Youyang was upset, he liked to sit alone by a mountain spring and meditate. This day, in the middle of the night when there was no one around, he went to the cold spring in the back mountain of Yunshan Sect and leaned against a tree.
The night breeze was blowing, the water was gurgling, and the irritable mood soon calmed down. This matter could not be solved in a short time, so he had to make the best of it. If he was really discovered before he escaped, he could deal with it later. There was no need to panic about something that had not happened yet.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a figure walking towards him. He was puzzled. It was so late, who would come here except someone with such a special hobby as him?
The figure just stopped beside the cold spring not far from him, and Li Youyang could see the person clearly in the moonlight.
Bei Liyuan carefully rolled up his sleeves and cleaned the wound on his arm, occasionally groaning in pain.
Li Youyang frowned slightly. After paying homage to the ancestor, Bei Liyuan had officially entered the academy. It had only been two days, and how could he be injured? Was the Yunshan Sect's training so rigorous? But he remembered Luo Yinzhu saying they were only learning some introductory theories. How could he be injured?
After returning to Chengyan Palace, Li Youyang tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, thinking about the injury on Bei Liyuan's arm. The next day, in order to find out the cause of the injury, he formed a water mirror.
After observing for a whole morning without finding anything unusual, Li Youyang thought that he might have been overthinking it and that Bei Liyuan might have just accidentally fallen. Just as he was about to put away the water mirror, a handsome young man in the dining hall walked towards Bei Liyuan.
"Is Junior Brother Bei alone again?"
Bei Liyuan was silent.
The young man didn't mind. He sat down next to Bei Liyuan, looked at the vegetables on Bei Liyuan's plate, picked up a piece of pork ribs and put it in his bowl: "I picked a lot of pork ribs today."
Li Youyang held his forehead with his hand. He forgot to give Bei Liyuan the spirit stones. When he came back in the evening, he asked Nangong Liuchu to send some over. Just as he thought of this, there was a "pop" sound in the water mirror, and Bei Liyuan's food was knocked to the ground.
"I'm sorry, Junior Brother Bei, my hand slipped. I'll compensate you with one portion, Yan Ping." Zhuo Jun, the pride of Yunshan Sect, looked at the disciple beside him.
Yan Ping walked towards Bei Liyuan with the food in his hand. When he was almost beside him, he deliberately slipped and dumped all the hot food on Bei Liyuan's head. The boiling hot soup flowed down his hair and splashed on his red and swollen knuckles.
Bei Liyuan's pupils shrank slightly
"Oh, Junior Brother Bei, I'm so sorry. I was too careless. Let me wipe it for you." Yan Ping picked up a rag and rubbed Bei Liyuan's hair fiercely. The sticky soup dripped down Bei Liyuan's eyelashes because of this rubbing...
"Yan Ping! What are you doing?!"
The handsome young man hurriedly took out a handkerchief and wanted to wipe the soup off Bei Liyuan. Yan Ping slightly sideways stood between the two of them and said with a smile: "Senior Brother He, Junior Brother Bei looks like this. I'm afraid your handkerchief can't wipe it clean. I'd better take him to wash it." After that, he pulled Bei Liyuan away.
After the two men left, Zhuo Jun slowly straightened his robes, the jade pendant on his waist jingling, and asked casually, "He Wenyan, are you interested in this boy?"
He Wenyan sneered, "Brother Zhuo and I have already made it very clear. Please don't bother me any further. As for who I like, it seems to have nothing to do with you."
Zhuo Jun curled his lips: "Oh? It has nothing to do with me. Junior Brother He, have you forgotten how we once shared your love? Even if we're separated, it's not someone else's turn to give me what I, Zhuo Jun, don't want..."
Bang!
He Wenyan slapped Zhuo Jun hard in the face, then left angrily with a flick of his sleeves.
Zhuo Jun raised his hand and touched the place where He Wenyan hit him. The corners of his lips curled up slightly. He felt a little nostalgic after not seeing him for a long time.
…
Beside the pool, Yan Ping pushed Bei Liyuan's head into the pool again. Zhuo Jun stepped on it and said solemnly, "Remember, stay away from He Wenyan, otherwise, you will suffer a fate worse than death."
After saying that, Zhuo Jun raised his foot and stepped on Bei Liyuan's robe with disgust to rub the water stains.
In front of the water mirror, Li Youyang's eyes were as cold as ice.
…
At noon on the second day, the disciples who were queuing for food looked at Li Youyang and whispered:
"Why is Mr. Chengyan here? Could it be that he's still trying to harass Senior Brother He again?"
"Why not? He only gave up because Senior Brother Zhuo protected him before. Now, probably because he heard that Senior Brother Zhuo and Senior Brother He broke up, he has become greedy again. How shameless!"
Zhuo Jun looked at Li Youyang's back and curled his lips. He raised his hand to lift a strand of He Wenyan's black hair and said softly, "Wenyan, would you like to consider coming back to me?"
He Wenyan dodged Zhuo Jun's hand and said, "I'd rather be entangled with Cheng Yanjun than with you. Although he's not a good person, he's a good person. He's nothing like my senior brother, who's all show and no substance."
Zhuo Jun narrowed his eyes dangerously and smiled, "Really? When Cheng Yanjun pesters me later, I won't ask for anything from you."
As he was speaking, Li Youyang had already prepared two meals and was walking over here.
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