Feng Jun thought for a while, then gave a low chuckle, âMaybe he owes Yue Xiansheng money.â
Song Qingshi suddenly saw the light and felt a lot more at ease.
The Heaven Martial Sect was a sword cultivating sect with a long history. The head of the sect is called Yuwen Yan, and he has cultivated to Nascent Soul. He was known for his dignified appearance and upright, plainspoken manner. Heâs always had a reputation as a virtuous and capable person.
During the dark period, the major sects teamed up to destroy the atrocities of the Inextinguishable Peak. The two sides fought for a millennia, and in the end, they were defeated. All the powers above Nascent Soul died, and the rest of the sect members either fell or fled. Many of the low-profile sects seized the opportunity to develop, relying on the Inextinguishable Peak by either becoming a subsidiary or acknowledging allegiance. They gradually grew stronger. The Heaven Martial Sect was one of them.
Although the Inextinguishable Peak established many rules, they were not difficult to follow. It would be fine so long as you got used to it. If someone were to break the rules â committing murder for treasure, committing massacre, engaging in slave trade, oppressing the people, etc. â as long as these matters were brought to the Inextinguishable Peak, the god would send someone to deal with it.
Gradually, the cultivators who committed evil deeds died, and the cultivators who abided by the rules increased. Since it was difficult to be opportunistic and engage in dishonest practices, hard work and luck became more importantâŚ
Nowadays, the emissaries from the god carrying the Phoenix token have descended upon the Heaven Martial Sect. This was equivalent to the god coming himself. They were facing imminent catastrophe. Usually, if someone in the sect has committed a very serious crime, the godâs emissary would bring their soul back to be hung and tortured upon the Inextinguishable Peak.
Yuwen Yanâs heart was beating like a drum. The sectâs two Fen Shen ancestors were both in closed door cultivation, and the elders havenât gone out. Could it be that some troublesome disciple had broken the rules? Although the entire sect wouldnât be implicated so long as the humbly apologized and handed over the offender; if this matter spreads out, the Heaven Martial Sectâs thousand-year unblemished reputation would be destroyed in one fell swoopâŚ
Fortunately, shenjunâs messenger had also brought good news, saying that the emissary had traveled incognito and didnât want to publicize his identity. It would be fine as long as he cooperated.
Yu Wenyan composed himself. He looked at the young-looking Song Qingshi, and the exquisitely beautiful Feng Jun beside him. Even though the both of them were only Foundation Building cultivators, it only made him feel even more disturbedâthe god had thousands of incarnations in this world, some would even pose as mortals. A mere Foundation Building cultivators wouldnât be able to obtain the godâs Phoenix token. Add to that the summons from the divine bird. All these indicated that one of the two must be an incarnations of the god in disguise.
Song Qingshi saw that the middle-aged cultivatorâs expression was getting darker and darker. His heart couldnât bear it, but he also couldnât help him out and excuse his debt on behalf of Yue Xiansheng. He said comfortingly, âDonât be afraid. Iâm here to look for someone.â
Hearing the expected answer, Yuwen Yan closed his eyes. He took a long, deep breath, and resolutely said, âSpeak, I will bring him.â
Before he came to meet with them, he had discussed with the elders. No matter which evil creature had committed the crime, the Heaven Martial Sect would immediately hand them over. They will be given the capital punishment to eliminate abuses and clear the air, and maintain the sectâs reputation.
Song Qingshi saw that he was very open to discussion and said candidly, âIâm looking for Yuwen Yu.â
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âWhat?â Yuwen Yan couldnât believe his ears, and asked for the name again. When he answered affirmatively, he suffered a great blow. He could no longer stand steady on his feet and staggered to a sit on the wooden armchair. He was panting heavily and could not speak for a long time. Yuwen Yu was not only his only son, but also the owner of a rare single thunder-type spiritual root. He was a genius with the sword, had excellent meridians, and a firm Dao heart.
Yuwen Yan managed to catch his breath. Tears started streaming down. âHe is a worthless son, but he has received his parentsâ instructions since he was young. He has scrupulously abided by the law and he is honest and well-behaved. How could he have possibly done such evil?â
Song Qingshi tried to understand the meaning of his words. âYou mean⌠your son has done something bad and was punished, so he hasnât had the time to reply to Jincheng?â
The two looked blankly at each other and were silent for a long time. Both of them felt that something was wrong.
Feng Jun couldnât stand it anymore and knocked on the table. âYuwen Yu has done nothing wrong, but a friend wants to see him. It seemed easiest to call on the sect master.â
In recent years, Phoenix tokens have rarely appeared in the immortal realm, causing this big misunderstanding.
Yuwen Yan didnât understand why they would go to such troubles to see his son but he didnât dare ask too closely. He stood up from the armchair and with his face a little red, he apologized to everyone. Suddenly he remembered the name that the envoy had just mentioned⌠Something Jincheng? He was startled, and slowly looked behind the two of them. He discovered that there was still another person standing there, hiding his head and covering his tail, being very evasive, looking like he wanted to shove his head into the ground.
There was only one person who could be this unprincipled.
Yuwen Yan said angrily, âSong Jincheng? You dare to come here?â
Song Jincheng couldnât hide no matter how much he wanted to. He shrank back even as he bowed in salute, âHello, uncle.â
âWho is your uncle?â Yuwen Yan wanted to beat the shameless little brat and have him stay far away from his son. But thinking of how he had followed the godâs envoy here, and seeing that they seemed to have a good relationship, he had to hold down his anger and be amiable. He explained, âYuâer went to the Yuan Ming secret realm a while ago. He made a mistake, was injured by an evil beast and fell into the river valley. Unexpectedly, he was given a lucky chance. He found Sword Master Mo Yuanâs sword. He also found a magic weapon left by Sword Master Mo Yuan. There is a strange formation on the magic weapon. He has shut himself in his room and has been studying it for more than two months, but he still hasnât made a breakthroughâŚâ
Song Jincheng immediately understood and said angrily, âWhat mistake did AâYu make? Heâs injured and you still put him in confinement?â
Yuwen Yanâs expression kept vacillating as he looked at this brat who was skipping and jumping about, looking to be in the peak of health. Taking a deep breath, he said, âA while ago, you wrote to him saying that you had encountered a life and death crisis and that you did not have long to live. You wanted to go with him to Rong Gui Lane to eat meat buns. You asked him to help you. As a result, he ran away while on the way to the secret realm with his elders to gather experience. He wanted to see you in the Medicine Kingâs Valley. He encountered an evil beast along the way. Fortunately, some good came out of the situationâŚâ
âJincheng had been seriously ill?â Song Qingshi was shocked. He had followed Song Jincheng all the way here, but he hadnât found anything wrong with the otherâs body. Could it be that his medical skills have regressed?
Feng Jun guessed about what was going on. With a displeased expression, âExplain honestly.â
Song Jincheng was terrified, and spilled the beans like a toppled bamboo basket, âMy father said that if I failed the exam again, he was going to grab a stick and beat me to death. I studied for half a month but just couldnât memorize it. I couldnât do it. I figured that since I couldnât get past this hurdle, I would definitely be beaten. Rong Gui Lane is in Jinshan City near the Heavenâs Martial Sect. I-I wanted to run away from home and come find him. I was going to wait until my father calmed down before going back⌠Wait, I explained at the end of the letter. I told him not to run around once he comes out of the Yuan Ming secret realm. I told him to wait at home for my signal.â
Yuwen Yanâs face became even uglier. âI burned half of that letter.â
Song Jinchengâs letters were never anything good. They either encouraged Yuwen Yu to be lazy and spend his time playing around, or instigated Yuwen Yu to talk back to his elders⌠He was bringing the future of the Heaven Martial Sect to behave unacceptably. It made him absolutely furious. However, the two of them hid it from their elders and kept up a secret correspondence using pseudonyms. It was hard to guard against every eventuality. He could only burn these letters whenever he got a hold of them.
That day, he saw Yuwen Yu had not been practicing his swordsmanship. He was hiding in a corner sneakily reading a letter. He just knew that it was Song Jinchengâs, and unable to restrain his anger, he snatched it away and burned it. As a result, Yuwen Yu only looked at the upper part. He was a serious person who didnât know how to joke. He thought that Song Jincheng really had met with an accident. Taking advantage of their outing for experience, he secretly left the team, wanting to meet with his friend for the last time. On the way, he encountered a beast and narrowly escaped with his life. He fell into a river valley, suffering several broken bones and serious internal injuries.
The future of the Heaven Martial Sect almost collapsed.
Yuwen Yan interrogated his sonâs reason for leaving the team. Furious, he placed him in confinement, and had him study Sword Master Mo Yuanâs magical weapon while he healed and reflected on his actions. If he couldnât figure it out, he wasnât allowed to go out.
Yuwen Yu kicked up a fuss for a very long time before he stopped.
Yuwen Yan looked at Song Jincheng and clenched his fist around his sword hilt several times, resisting the urge to hack to death the culprit of this entire incident.
Song Jincheng shrank back and hid behind Song Qingshi. After thinking about it, he felt that it was not safe enough, and hid behind the Luminous Dragon, curling up into a ball. Trying to reason things out and reduce the danger, âUncle, in this matter, we were both wrong so letâs call it even? Qingshi Xiongdi, you be our impartial judge.â
Song Qingshi was very entangled. He was very earnest in handling matters and he couldnât bear the fact that the Medicine Kingâs Valley had such an ignorant and incompetent fellow who even tried to lead astray another familyâs scholar-tyrant. But the friendship between the two was sincere⌠He thought for a long time and then proposed a compromise. âSect master Yuwen, it would be better to let Jincheng see Yuwen Yu and clear up this misunderstanding. Then, I will take him back to the Medicine Kingâs Valley and hand him over to his elders to be kept under strict control to study hard, turning him into an excellent doctor. .â
Clumsy birds have to start flying early. Diligence cures clumsiness.
When the time comes, he and Yue Xiansheng will both keep a close eye on Song Jincheng. Theyâll make him answer exercise sheets every day. He simply didnât believe that they wouldnât be able to raise him into a scholar-tyrant!
Once the both of them have become scholar-tyrants who love studying, then they can be friends.
Feng Jun nodded. âThatâs a good proposal.â
Song Jinchengâs face turned pale. He gritted his teeth and conceded.
Yuwen Yan knew that he too was at fault in this matter. Some of his heartâs grievances quieted down and he took the three of them to see Yuwen Yu.
Yuwen Yu was a bright and handsome young man. He was recovering from his injuries and was also very worried about his friendâs life and death. Now, heâs lost a lot of weight. His face was pale and haggard. He was seated on a soft couch, with a black fox fur robe draped over his shoulders. Face pale, he tossed the magical weapon from hand to hand. This magic weapon was a thick ring of a dark golden color. The material looked like gold or iron. Complex formations and a nearly extinct ancient texts were engraved on its surface. A hand could just pass through the middle, but unlike jewelry, it would emit a clear and melodious sound when shaken.
He was sure that this artifact belonged to Sword Master Mo Yuan. The formation on it was brilliant. However, after studying for a long time and trying various methods such as dripping blood to have it recognize its master, he couldnât even make out what kind of weapon it was.
Song Qingshi felt that the ringing sound sounded familiar. He walked in and glanced at Yuwen Yu. He jumped in shock. He grabbed Feng Jun tightly, froze on the spot and rubbed his eyes. He asked quietly, âCan you see something on him?â
Feng Jun carefully looked him up and down for a long while before asking hesitantly, âHis complexion isnât very good?â
After Song Qingshi heard Feng Junâs words, he felt even worse.
He saw on Yuwen Yuâs body a golden destiny soaring to the sky. Like a luminous bulletin board, it was so bright, it almost blinded him. This thing seemed to be invisible to others. It felt like Professor System was afraid that the stupid student would choose the wrong person and directly marked the word âprotagonistâ over Yuwen Yuâs head. It resolutely slammed into his sea of consciousness. Even if he wanted to ignore it, he simply couldnât.
Song Qingshi aggrievedly recalled his mission.
He was sure that his task was to destroy the most evil villain in the immortal realm, the something something something of the Inextinguishable PeakâŚ
Yuwen Yu has nothing to do with the Inextinguishable Peak, nor was he a villain. He was probably someone elseâs mission?
Song Qingshi thought about it for a long time.
He suddenly remembered that Professor System had exploded and that there was no one to collect homework. Why was he even bothered about the task? As for other peopleâs tasks, heâll leave it to others to worry about. He still had a lot of Foul Demons to study. Feng Jun was a super smart learning god, and there was nothing more fun than studying with him. The two of them will join hands and they would definitely be able to solve this interesting puzzle that was the Foul Demons.
As for his mission target on the Inextinguishable Peak, heâll wait until he has solved the puzzle, and if he gets the chance to run across him, heâll consider it then.
Song Qingshi thought carefully and made his choice. He then threw all about his mission to the back of his mind and cheered up once again.
Feng Jun carefully observed the changes in his expressions, seeming lost in thought.