Supreme Swordsman of the Nine Heavens

Chapter 876

Chapter 876

Hindrance!

Mu Yu returned to the room number two on the third floor of “Everywhere is Home” inn, while Xiaoshuai went to order food before coming upstairs. At night, Xiaoshuai slept with his leg across Mu Yu, who was too occupied thinking about the mention of elemental demons at Pure Peace City that he could not enter a slumber.

Mu Yu deliberated, Could it have been Xiang Nan? He could’ve just killed Ghost Gate’s team instead of hiring Dong Zhi, though. Daoist Chu Buqu… I’m sure I sensed an elite in him, yet I only saw an ordinary Primordial Infant Realm cultivator later on. Are my instincts off? I’m not convinced anyone can learn formations to his level without any guidance.

Mu Yu took out the two gifts he received to study. Unable to discern anything from the formations that a Heaven Stage disciple could draw, Mu Yu sent his spiritual energy into the formation. Unexpectedly, another source of spiritual energy jumped out of the formation, heading for his hand. Mu Yu threw the two items away and sat up.

The two formation foundations were reduced to dust once a blue glow flitted across. “Beware of Zhuge Xiaosheng. He is an obstacle,” then manifested in the air, puzzling Mu Yu. The text, like the formation foundations, fell apart into particles.

What? I’m sure my hunch earlier today is right now. What does he mean I need to be wary of Zhuge Xiaosheng, though? Why is Zhuge Xiaosheng an obstacle? Does he harbour some sort of secret? I guess it’s too late to find those three now. Just who are you?

***

“Shifu, I want to take another look at him,” pleaded Chu Xiaoqing, tugging her shifu’s beard as he drank his tea in room number two on the second floor of Everywhere is Home Inn.

“Just look at me, then. Sleep already. We have to get going tomorrow.” Daoist Chu Buqu shifted his gaze to the ceiling and smiled.

“Didn’t you say this entire scheme is for Zhuge Xiaozsheng…?” sulked Chu Xiaoqing.

“Yes, we came here for Zhuge Xiaosheng, but Mu Yu is here now, so it’s out of our hands. I’ve already sent him a caution. Plus, Zhuge Xiaosheng is his subordinate; let him handle it.”

“I’ll go warn him again. Isn’t it better to be explicit?” Chu Xiaoqing coquettishly tugged Daoist Chu Buqu’s beard.

“Stop, stop tugging. I’m going to lose my beard!”

Strangely, nobody was bothered when Daoist Chu Buqu’s shout should have woken people up.

“Shifu, if you won’t let me go, tell me about him; he’s a mystery to me.” Chu Xiaoqing wagged Daoist Chu Buqu’s hand.

“Don’t you already know?”

“The rumours out there are false!”

“What do you want to know, then?”

“Did he really massacre Eastern Desert City?”

“Yeah, so?”

“Why?”

“There was a girl there who tugged her shifu’s beard every day and refused to give him spirit stones to spend. Mu Yu couldn’t stand her, so he slaughtered the city.”

“Hmph! Shifu, shall we tail him tomorrow? Zhuge Xiaosheng is arriving tomorrow. Can we stay to see how he deals with Zhuge Xiaosheng?”

“We have another important task to complete tomorrow. I don’t want to waste my breath explaining things to him.”

Chu Xiachi opined, “Shifu is right. We have more important business. Shifu, we can afford to go there now.”

“Hell yeah! I’ve been busting to go, hahaha.”

“I have the spirit stones, so you two can forget it,” reproached Chu Xiaoqing.

“Don’t do that, Xiaoqing. Let’s talk this out.”

“No! I know you two are going to go gambling again. Shifu, what happened to being an example as an elder? Name one time you won.”

“I betted one of the top twenty would go down and won,” responded Daoist Chu Buqu.

“And who can declare your win when the rankings haven’t changed?”

“That’s their problem!”

“I can go, can’t I? I won the bet on whether the female cultivators are ranked odd or even ranks,” persuaded Chu Xiachi.

“That’s because you interfered with the match for rank forty-five!”

“Well, there’s no rule against it.”

“No means no. I’d already be starving on a street corner if I trusted you two with the spirit stones. You can have these few spirit stones.”

“Only nine?” cried Daoist Chu Buqu.

“Only three for me?” sulked Chu Xiachi.

“It’s time you learnt to be frugal.”

“We can, at least, book three rooms, can’t we? There’s only one bed in this room. Who’s sleeping on it?”

By the time the two finished arguing, Daoist Chu Buqu was already sprawled out on the bed.

“You have to focus on cultivating when you’re young. Night time is reserved for cultivating, not sleeping.”

“And what about you?” Daoist Chu Buqu’s disciples questioned.

“The elderly are prone to illness if they don’t sleep at night.”

“I’m leaving, then.” Chu Xiaoqing tried to open the door to no avail.

“Give up already. Meditate now. We have to earn back our capital tomorrow.” Daoist Chu Buqu looked up at the ceiling and smiled. Mu Yu was in the room right above him!

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