Chapter 814: Chapter 813: Traveling Together
“Lihai robbers, how dare you spy on the heavenly secrets? Such outsiders reek of fishiness, we can sll your stench from ten miles away…”
“Wu Sect scoundrels, fierce in words but cowardly at heart! We can beat you to crying and calling your mothers in Lizhi Sea, and on land, we can still make you abandon your armor and dismount your horses!”
In the midst of their verbal clash, the identities of the two factions beca clear: one was the powerful Southwest Daoist Wu Sect, and the other was the unruly and lawless Pirate Group of Lizhi Sea.
Amidst the crowd, a grandfather and granddaughter were jostled out as everyone feared the two factions would start fighting and unwittingly hurt the bystanders. For most cultivators, they were far from being able to compare to these fierce people, like two entirely different worlds.
To protect his granddaughter, the aged Daoist, who had never fought anyone, shielded her. When soone accidentally bumped into him, his elderly body stumbled. Fortunately, a young man nearby reached out to support him, preventing a fall and embarrassnt.
The pushing and shoving of the cultivators all carried Protective Gang; how could an old man, who had only attained Tongxuan at a hundred years old, compete?
The young man was displeased, “Watch out, there’s an elder here.”
Soone in the crowd teased, “At such an age, still coming to watch the commotion, aren’t you afraid of coming alive and going back dead, don’t you have any sense of your own situation?”
There was no real malice, of course, nor any goodwill. In cultivation, respecting the elders and caring for the young cos after strength, so it was no surprise soone comnted on the strength of soone like the Daoist. Wouldn’t it be better to stay at ho and enjoy your remaining years peacefully?
The Daoist quickly grabbed the young man, apologizing repeatedly to the retreating crowd, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it’s all this old man’s fault for blocking everyone’s way.”
However, no one really blad him; it wasn’t worth it.
Only then did the Daoist turn to the young man, “Thank you, young fellow, for your help. But young ones shouldn’t speak rashly. These are truly capable people, whereas I shouldn’t have co to join the fun. But everyone needs to co out once in their lifeti. Whether we can go back doesn’t really matter.”
Beside him, little Xi Lin kept apologizing, following her grandfather in the belief that more courtesy invites fewer blas.
The young man shook his head, also not saying much, “Sir, are you heading into Moli Town? Just go straight; there’s nothing to fear. In today’s Shangyu Country, who dares to fight privately?”
Xi Lin whispered, “Look, they’re arguing more and more intensely, their faces red and necks thick, and they’re getting closer. They’re going to start fighting; how can we pass…”
The young man laughed, “Haha, people like them, if they really wanted to fight, wouldn’t be wasting breath; they’d be bashing their brains out already. If they’re not fighting now, then they definitely won’t later. It’s just for the thrill of bickering.”
The Daoist carefully observed the young man, feeling that he seed quite similar to himself? He didn’t possess the overwhelming aura of other cultivators, so he naturally assud the young man was like him, a novice Tongxuan, out to broaden his horizons.
Of course, such small cultivators are actually quite nurous, the most nurous in every sect by sheer numbers, and thus he instinctively took on the role of an elder,
“You can’t speak like that. Look at them, young brother, with all that Qi and Gang, just brushing against them is fatal. We mustn’t be presumptuous; it’s better to believe than not.
Young brother, may I know your surna? Are you here to witness the fall of the Spiritual Green from Outer Space?”
The young man didn’t argue, “Others call by the nickna ‘Gouzi,’ I’m the second in the family… I’m precisely here to broaden my horizons.”
The Daoist contemplated, his personality is bold indeed, daring to retort against such a group, truly, there’s only a wrong na and no wrong nickna.
Stroking his beard with a smile, although he himself is only a late cultivator, he is always willing to advise the younger generation,
“Gou… I’ll just call you Xiao Mang, alright? Are you also heading into Moli Town?”
The young man mysteriously got himself an additional na, understanding it’s ant kindly, “I’m not going in, just stopping by to see the spectacle. I love watching fights — when people fight and argue, I can’t move on…”
Xi Lin pursed her lips and smiled at the side, but the Daoist earnestly advised, “Xiao Mang, this isn’t a good habit; it’s easy to invite trouble upon yourself. I raised young Lin teaching her not to watch the commotion, to avoid crowded places; it’s safer that way. We small cultivators just can’t deal with certain matters; we should behave properly when out and about.”
The young man nodded helplessly, “I’ll be on my way then. Doesn’t seem like they’ll fight anyway.”
The Daoist pondered, noting that the two groups were still glaring at each other, knowing it wouldn’t solve anything soon,
“Forget it, what bad luck. I originally planned to stay in Moli Town, but it doesn’t seem peaceful here; these two groups might stay in town as well. We should leave and check out the next town; Xiao Mang, you can co with us for company, so we can look out for each other.”
Of course, he didn’t actually think he had much ability to shelter this young man, rely that by getting acquainted, he’s practiced at dealing with people, willing to lower his status and face — being humble could ensure safety, and having him go forward would certainly be better than the young man traveling alone.
The young man hadn’t expected to be viewed as a naïve greenhorn and found it amusing. Since he had nothing better to do, he might as well let things happen.
The three gathered together, the Daoist pulled out his map, pointing and marking, “Our next stop is Furong Town, we’ll stay there.”
Xi Lin softly said, “Grandpa, we’ve already traveled several hundred miles further than Kujing Town; didn’t you say our level is safest staying on the outskirts?”
The Daoist sighed, “You’re right, but alas, there’s endless trouble along the way, so we should avoid it where we can.”
The three traveled together and had company to relieve boredom, advancing at a pace Xi Lin could handle. Clearly, the Daoist was always training his granddaughter, moving not too fast but close to a gallop.
Traveling, the Daoist kindly asked, “Xiao Mang, where are you planning to go and look around?”
The young man answered honestly, “Not sure, just keep going until I can’t anymore.”
This ti, even the usually silent Xi Lin couldn’t help but interject, “Brother Mang, it’s not good to keep going forward. Near Sui Mo City at the center are all influential people; in the city and Nine Towns are the Constellation True Inheritors. Only on the outskirts you’ll find True Disciples. As for the rest, they rank further out. For us without sect backgrounds and not high in Realm, just entering Shangyu Country is sufficient; there’s no need to vie for a front row place.”
The young man laughed, “Oh? Are there such rules? I heard the city and Nine Towns are open entry. Even with just tens of thousands of people, there’s enough space; it’s just so don’t like the crowd that stay outside.
Once in sixty years, who knows if we’ll see it the next ti? Of course, I want a good spot.”
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