The Way of the Sword (BL)

Chapter 156: Lan Ruan is back (PART 1)

While Zemin Yan and Hu Zi had their mental conversation, Hong Yu had already finished explaining about the sword. The sword's name was Temporal Sword. Yes, it was a rare sword that possessed the power of time, but Hong Yu didn't elaborate much on it, since talking about the power of time was complicated, just mentioning it has already made the invited cultivators drool and ardently desire that sword. 

The veteran disciples, on the other year, were jealous of the new disciples who had all these treasures before they even formally entered the sect.

"Now, all the veteran disciples who have brought a team, you must go to where senior disciple Lan is to receive the sword technique that the new disciples must train," said Hong Yu closing the black chest with the Temporal Sword inside. 

 Lan Ruan finally reappeared. He was not far from the room where the treatment site is, in case there was an accident in the battles. Each group has its own room that serves to help rest and treat themselves, but if the injuries were very serious the disciples would be sent to this more equipped room. 

He had gone out to bring in qualified doctors to fill the treatment room. So he wasn't seen anywhere. Now, it was too early in the morning, but Lan Ruan brought in 10 skilled doctors who could bring up a person's death back to life, which was an extraordinary achievement, given the short time he had to bring together ten medical specialists. 

Of course, Lan Ruan was thinking he had to bring the best so that little Yan's life would be safe. Unfortunately, he was caught by Fai Biyu, being "forced" to bring her with him.

It was not necessary to say that Lan Ruan's junior sister was now in the room where Elder Han and the powers of the city NanKan were gathered. Fan Biyu was actively searching for Zhong Liang from above.

Fortunately, Zhong Liang was disguised as a guard and made no suspicious move that exposed his sharp and frosty Celestial Qi. So Lan Ruan could rest in peace without worrying that this junior sister would get in trouble.

"I'll go there. I'll be back quickly," Jong Kun said, hanging out with the other veteran disciples. 

The novice disciples were once again nervous, after all, there was the pressure to prove themselves competent and the ambition to want to obtain the treasures. 

While the novice disciples and the rest of the veterans were eagerly waiting, Chong Bo approaches Lan Ruan to pick up copies of the cultivation techniques. 

Chong Bo is a calm young woman, she is 16 years old, but has a serenity that even a centuries-old cultivator would not have. Of course, she had to have that serenity, since it would be impossible to bear everyone's bullying if she had a short fuse. 

Her round and large eyes were very flashy, her eyebrows were too thin and thin when compared to her big eyes the fringe could hardly cover her eyes. 

After Hong Yu's plot, everyone was even more afraid of Chong Bo, thanks to Phantom Energy, or rather the supernatural power of death that surrounded Chong Bo. Combining this with eyes that seemed permanently frightened, people turned away from Chong Bo as if she were a real ghost. 

Bullying became passive and no longer active, but it was obvious that the veteran disciples wanted to alienate Chong Bo. There is little someone can do alone within the sect, unless it gets overwhelming power like Zhong Liang's, or Zemin Yan's treasures or the support of some Elder, like Hong Yu and Yun San. 

Being alone by itself is also a way to limit the missions that Chong Bo could pick up in the future, thus limiting the number of coins she can have, so her cultivation would grow more slowly than that of her companions.

Of course, if Chong Bo were not adopted by some Elder within the sect, especially after the discovery of this Phantom Energy.

Lan Ruan observed how the junior cultivators of his sect paved the way for this ugly and strange woman. Lan Ruan's dark brown eyes met Chong Bo's large light brown eyes. 

Chong Bo could see Lan Ruan's slightly contemptuous look, but she didn't care, as it wasn't uncommon for everyone to look at her like that. Would anyone believe it if she said she'd rather have a thousand times eyes of disdain than draw attention in a seductive way?

Probably no one would believe that. Since all women want others to think they're beautiful. At least that's what most people think about women. 

"Senior Disciple Lan, I've come to pick up the copies. I have with me eight disciples" said Chong Bo with a soft tone. She spoke politely and softly, which was very different from how she spoke many lives ago, arrogant, proud, and vanity. 

"Right," said Lan Ruan delivering nine copies to Chong Bo. She thanked her and turned to leave. A copy was for Chong Bo herself, so she could read and interpret, helping the junior disciples with their doubts.

Of course, this was just elder Han's way of reducing the disadvantages of disciples who don't have the support of powerful family members, but that only works to some extent. How can the quick teaching of a veteran sect disciple compare to the high resources the rich could offer the younger generation?

Elder Han could only try to establish these little things to minimize inequality, of course, this could also cover Zemin Yan if someone suspected that he had learned too quickly or suspected that the young man had a rare treasure. Elder Han could claim that Zemin Yan was just too smart.

Suddenly, Lan Ruan put his big hand on the thin shoulder of Chong Bo, who shuddered. No one knows whether to be afraid or by the surprise of anyone dare to touch her.josei

"Did something senior disciple Lan happen?" asked Chong Bo turning around and putting a few steps away between her and Lan Ruan. 

Men and women who are not part of the same family should not touch each other casually, this was the rule of the mortal world. It was a rule that particularly pleased Chong Bo, who did not like to be touched.

"There's nothing, only there was something on your shoulder," Lan Ruan said in a very serious way. Only he knew there was nothing on the young lady's shoulder. He just found it irritating the distant way she acted as if she were a superior person.