He staggered into the room, found a cup, and poured a drink for the young man. "Yun Shen, have a drink!"
Yun Shen frowned slightly, clearly a bit disgusted. The fortune-teller was displeased. With a wave of his sleeve, he imdiately forced Yun Shen’s mouth open and poured the drink down.
"Cough, cough, cough—"
Yun Shen coughed, annoyed. "Yun Yubai! I’m practicing fasting ditation. Drinking this mortal realm’s alcohol will affect my cultivation technique!"
Although being addressed directly by his na, Yun Yubai didn’t get upset. Instead, he chuckled, "You, after so many years of practice, still haven’t made progress. You might as well enjoy life as it cos."
He leisurely sat down and burped after a drink. Yun Shen’s eyes reddened instantly, feeling a bit aggrieved. "I haven’t been a disciple for long, and you’ve co to the mortal realm. I’ve been reading and practicing on my own. It’s strange if I’ve made progress."
Yun Yubai didn’t offer any consolation; instead, he beca more sarcastic. "Sorry, my disciple. I also studied and practiced from books back then. Who would have thought your talent and aptitude would be so poor? Don’t worry; I’ll find you a little junior sister to teach you."
Yun Shen’s mouth twitched. "You are indeed my good master. Did you find a promising disciple in the mortal realm?"
Yun Yubai swayed the wine jug. "Yes, this trip was not without gains."
"I thought you were just here to fool around," Yun Shen suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable. But he quickly corrected himself. "With the gate closed, ordinary people can’t enter the immortal realm. I’m afraid you won’t be able to fulfill your wish. Besides, the senior brothers seem to have other plans."
"What plans?" Yun Yubai frowned.
"It’s about the daughter of the master of Penglai Island. She has been practicing for many years but hasn’t made any progress. So her father ca and hoped that his daughter could beco your disciple and receive your guidance." Yun Shen said.
Yun Yubai leaned his head against his hand, his brow furrowed. "The daughter of the master of Penglai Island... What’s her na again?"
Yun Shen reminded him unkindly, "Her na is Yan Luo."
"Yes, it’s Yan Luo!" Yun Yubai slamd the wine jug heavily on the table, looking very displeased. "Do my senior brothers really want to accept her as a disciple? Do they have shit for brains?"
This little girl has diocre talent and is only relying on her dad’s prestige.
Yun Shen shrugged indifferently. "Probably. Anyway, I can’t hold out much longer. Master, you should go back soon."
Yun Yubai stood up and paced back and forth for a mont, then quickly made a decision.
"If I go back now, won’t I be just seeking my own humiliation?" he said. "Good disciple, keep holding out for ."
As soon as Yun Shen heard this, he knelt down to his master.
He hugged Yun Yubai’s thighs, almost bursting into tears. "Master, please have rcy on your disciple. Your disciple really can’t hold out any longer!"
Yun Yubai pushed him away and said, "Yun Shen, think about it. Do you want a beautiful and powerful junior sister, or a arrogant and incompetent one?"
Yun Shen couldn’t stand it anymore and spoke up for Yan Luo. "Yan Luo is just diocre in talent; she’s not incompetent."
"Even though she has all the good things from Penglai Island, she still hasn’t made any progress. What else would you call her if not incompetent?" Yun Yubai sneered.
Yun Shen had nothing to say in response.
It was only by chance that he entered Yunxiao Peak; otherwise, he wouldn’t have beco his master’s disciple. Seeing that begging was useless, he resorted to fighting.
The stains on his robe were brushed away with a wave of his hand, leaving it as white as new.
"How long do you need, master? I can only hold out for a short while longer," Yun Shen asked.
Yun Yubai smiled happily. "Soon, soon."
"...It looks like it’ll be another ten years or so," Yun Shen thought. But he had gotten used to it. He had co this far with great difficulty, so he asked for advice on so cultivation matters. Although Yun Yubai seed carefree, he was very serious when teaching.
Yun Shen didn’t have an epiphany, but he gained a deeper understanding.
The path of cultivation was like this; if one lacked talent, even with ten fathers, it would be useless.
After sending away his good disciple, Yun Yubai resud drinking leisurely.
The Marquis of An’yang’s Mansion.
After such a big event, both Chu Hanlin and Chu Ye received the news and rushed back from the military camp near the capital. The two groups t right in front of the mansion gate.
After proving Chu Huan’s innocence, the Black Armor Guards were stationed at the city gate. Upon seeing Chu Hanlin and the others, they briefed them on the situation to ease their worries.
Nevertheless, as soon as Chu Hanlin saw his third son, he imdiately asked, "Are you okay? Did you get frightened?"
Chu Ye also scrutinized his younger brother carefully. Seeing that he was unhard and in good spirits, he finally felt relieved.
"Our son is fine. Don’t worry, Father," Chu Huan reassured.
Chu Hanlin nodded and invited everyone into the mansion.
The dowager and the others had been waiting anxiously. If it weren’t for the Black Armor Guards coming to reassure them, they would have rushed straight to the Ministry of Justice.
Chu Hanming and Lady Tian had also been waiting in the main hall for a long ti.
"Third son, what exactly happened? Your grandmother almost fainted when she first heard that you had killed soone," Chu Hanming asked.
"Grandson made grandmother worry," Chu Huan said with a guilty look.
Father had clearly warned them not to act recklessly, but as soon as he turned around, he forgot everything.
If they couldn’t prove his innocence, the entire Marquis of An’yang’s Mansion would be implicated because of him.
The dowager sat in the main seat and gave Chu Hanming a stern look before speaking, "Don’t listen to your second uncle’s nonsense. I just stood up too suddenly after sitting for too long and felt a bit dizzy. I’m fine now."
Madam Shen also advised, "Yes, don’t bla yourself. Just co back safely."
"Huan’er, you didn’t receive any punishnt at the Ministry of Justice, did you?" Aunt Liang asked.
As a concubine, she wasn’t supposed to be in the main hall, but Madam Shen, being kind-hearted, specifically asked her to co for this news.
So, she didn’t dare to be presumptuous and check on her son’s condition.
Chu Huan’s eyes were sore, and he shook his head. "No, thanks to His Royal Highness and Miss Liu, the truth was found in ti. Otherwise, I might have spent a few days in the prison."
Hearing this, Aunt Liang bowed, "Thank you very much, Miss Liu, for your great kindness..."
Nanli interrupted her and said, "We’re all family. There’s no need to be so polite. Everyone, please leave."
The servants in the main hall quickly left.
Then, Nanli briefly explained what happened today.
Chu Hanlin imdiately understood her aning, his voice heavy, "You think it’s not our third son who offended soone, but rather soone is targeting the Marquis of An’yang’s Mansion?"
"Exactly," Nanli nodded. "First, Sun Yaozu was a colleague of Third Brother, making it convenient to target him. Second, Sun Yaozu was a student of Elder Cao."
Ye Siheng continued, "The Scholartree Sect has always regarded Elder Cao as its leader. The person behind this sche wanted to make a big fuss, not only to take Third Brother’s life but also to implicate the entire Marquis of An’yang’s Mansion."
"How sinister," Chu Hanlin gritted his teeth.
Chu Hanming suddenly panicked, "How can soone co to harm our mansion again? If one plot fails, who knows if they’ll use other ruthless thods!"
He just wanted to live a quiet life as the second young master!
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