Chapter 113: New Main Mission
In the eerily quiet square, it felt as if everyone’s brains had momentarily crashed.
A number of cultivators, clearly struggling to process the situation, started whispering amongst themselves:
“Collecting the essence…”
“Could it possibly be what I think it is?”
“Most likely… After all, this guy is a demon cultivator. Maybe a thousand years ago, he was a notorious pervert who reached the great ascension through shady means.”
“Really? They say you can achieve great ascension through double cultivation, so this must be a fearsome old demon!”
“How terrifying! I never expected such a person from the demon path! We must keep our distance!”
“Absolutely do not let our female disciples get close to the demon path…”
As the whispers swirled, the gazes directed at Young Master Sang displayed more fear and terror.
Even Gu Yingmian, who was in the carriage, spoke in a somewhat unnatural tone:
“Your methods… uh, are definitely interesting.”
She sensed that the demon cultivators probably weren’t pursuing the righteous path. She thought she wouldn’t be surprised by any outlandish practices, but she was still taken aback to learn that someone could become a great demon via essence collection.
… Oh really? That’s possible too?
But then again, with so many ways to reach enlightenment, perhaps there really were old demon cultivators who did it. Gu Yingmian couldn’t be too sure.
Of course, she didn’t really care.
To be honest, what the other party practiced was of no concern to her. Nor was she worried about whether he had committed unspeakable evils.
The only thing she cared about was:
Is this double cultivation method strong enough for me to fight?
Since he had been relying on this practice for a thousand years, his cultivation must be high, right?
With this in mind, her voice grew a bit more enthusiastic:
“Today’s discussion has been quite enlightening for me.”
“Your path is very interesting. I look forward to the day we officially spar.”
“Hmph.” Young Master Sang snorted coldly, “You needn’t worry, I will personally pay you a visit on the chosen day.”
“I’ll be waiting for good news from you.”
Inside the carriage, Gu Yingmian said softly: “Chun Lan, Qiu Ju, let’s head back to the palace.”
“Yes.” The timid Qiu Ju lowered her head, studiously avoiding looking at Young Master Sang as they departed, while Chun Lan shot him a displeased glance and huffed.
Young Master Sang promptly glared back, a fierce look in his eyes.
“Yikes!” The girl squeaked and immediately hid behind the carriage, appearing aggrieved as it floated into the air.
Once Gu Yingmian left, the several sects and families, who had been sitting on pins and needles, also stood up to leave.
They hurried back to tell their disciples to hide, especially the young and beautiful ones, so they wouldn’t catch the eye of this infamous old pervert.
Some even thought about whether they should send over some fair maidens to curry favor.
Anyway, as everyone schemed, the square quickly emptied out.
Once it was left in a state of disarray, Hua Jianglian and Tang Yubbing approached Young Master Sang.
Tang Yubbing took off his mask, revealing a weary face.
“Well, that was much more absurd than I expected.”
Hua Jianglian sighed deeply: “But to think you actually managed to pull it off.”
“We’ve finally dodged this bullet.”
Young Master Sang forced out a smile.
“Boss… can I apply for a raise when we go back?”
“Raise? I’ll leave it all to you.”
Hua Jianglian patted his shoulder and, surprisingly, showed some regret: “If there’s anything you want to do, go ahead. In your final moments, don’t leave yourself with regrets. Tang Yubbing and I will do our best to help you achieve it.”
Young Master Sang: “?”
Why does this sound like I’m heading for the grave?
“Ah? Aren’t you planning to sacrifice yourself to save the whole company?”
Hua Jianglian looked puzzled: “But didn’t you promise Gu Yingmian to spar with her?”
“I-I was just making do with a temporary excuse, you know…”
“What if she takes it seriously?”
Young Master Sang and Hua Jianglian exchanged glances.
Then, his eyes welled up as he clung to Hua Jianglian’s leg: “No! Sect Leader, you can’t abandon me! I’m still young! I don’t want to die! I haven’t even had kids with my wife yet!”
“What good does begging do? Isn’t this all your own doing?”
Seeing his tears smeared on her clothes, Hua Jianglian shook her leg in frustration: “I can’t fight someone at the great ascension, how can I help you? Just count your blessings!”
“Can you break through to the great ascension in the next few days?”
“You think great ascension is something you can rush into?”
“Can I pack up and make a run for it tonight?”
“Every sect in the cultivation world is watching us. Even if you wanted to run, where would you go?”
What do we do now?!
Young Master Sang’s face turned pale as he felt a dark future ahead.
Finally, Hua Jianglian gave him a helpless yet reproachful glare, then crossed her arms: “If things go south… I might go with Master Yu Xia in a couple of days to try.”
“We could spar with her together; maybe we can make her happy and she won’t pursue this matter…”
Young Master Sang looked at his sect leader with wide eyes.
Having such a boss is a true blessing!
But it wasn’t time to despair just yet.
At this moment, we need to invoke our unbeatable Doraemon, Nian Nian.
“Nian Nian, stop playing dead! I followed your instructions to the letter, and look where it got me! You have to take responsibility!”
“Think of something with your unstoppable system!”
Quickly, Nian Nian’s resigned sigh echoed in his mind.
[Actually, if the host doesn’t want to fight Gu Yingmian, it’s quite simple.]
[Gu Yingmian has always been loyal to the sword path, having been with her sword since childhood.]
[Her sword is the legendary Dream Jun Sword, passed down through her family for generations.]
[She has almost lived in inseparable close proximity to this sword, spending over a century nurturing their bond.]
[Gu Yingmian has poured nearly everything into this sword—not just her martial arts skills but also her heart.]
[In other words—]
“In other words.”
YOUNG MASTER SANG mumbled: “If I could make her lose that sword, there might be a chance to win over Gu Yingmian without a fight?”
Hua Jianglian: “…?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Nothing, nothing…”
But how to snatch her beloved sword from a great ascension master? Young Master Sang furrowed his brows.
Just then, Nian Nian’s voice appeared in his mind again:
[Main mission clues detected!]
[Activating main mission: Collect the Earthly Immortal Iron!]
