Chapter 28: Too Deep Into Character
“It’s Zhou Bujue, Zhou Bujue! The dashing and handsome chief disciple of the White Emperor Sword Sect!”
“Astonishing, such a beautiful man exists in this world!”
“I’m better, could not be better!”
As the group from the White Emperor Sword Sect passed by, the surrounding crowd continuously expressed their excitement. Opportunities to see the number one person of Qixia Isle’s new generation were not common.
Zhou Bujue smiled and responded to the enthusiasm of others, displaying a gentle and elegant demeanor, which only caused more shrieks from the girls.
“Senior Brother, you’re still so popular with girls, it’s wonderful,” the beautiful girl carrying a sword followed beside Zhou Bujue, her tone tinged with sourness. She was the only girl in the group, Zhou Bujue’s Junior Sister, Yu Xin’er.
“Junior Sister Yu, sometimes being too popular isn’t something to be happy about,” Zhou Bujue replied with a hint of helplessness. “It bothers me.”
Zhou Bujue’s Junior Brother, the tall and burly Zhao Hu, chuckled heartily. “Senior Brother is the face of our White Emperor Sword Sect, it’s normal for him to be popular!”
The other Inner Disciples of the White Emperor Sword Sect also began to flatter Zhou Bujue.
“This arduous trial journey, heaven has blessed our White Emperor Sword Sect, we have successfully obtained the Profound Magnetic Meteorite. With such a rare spiritual item, our White Emperor Sword Sect can forge a sacred sword and repair the Sky-Opening Sword Array!” Zhao Hu exclaimed excitedly. “At that time, it will be the time for our White Emperor Sword Sect to rise again!”
“Tsk, you say it so nicely, as if you had anything to do with it? Isn’t it all Senior Brother’s credit?”
Yu Xin’er looked at Zhao Hu with disdain, but her attitude towards Zhou Bujue was one of immense admiration.
“Senior Brother alone dared to enter the Blazing Flame Cave and retrieve this Profound Magnetic Meteorite! Unlike some people, who were fainted by the high temperature from the Demonic Beasts at the cave entrance.”
Zhao Hu’s face darkened, he wanted to speak but stopped.
“Junior Sister Yu, you’ve said it,” Zhou Bujue replied.
“Senior Brother, I just feel that since you solved everything by yourself from start to finish, it’s better to clarify things, so that others don’t always feel like they can take advantage of you. When there’s clearly no connection, they insist on getting a share,” Yu Xin’er said, giving Zhao Hu a pointed glance.
Zhao Hu was speechless, almost unable to lift his head in front of Zhou Bujue.
Because this genius’s brilliance was too dazzling, it always made those around him dim, whether it was Yu Xin’er, Zhao Hu, or other disciples, they all became Zhou Bujue’s foil.
He was aware of this, but there was nothing he could do about it; he was already used to it.
“Huh? Huh? Huh!!!”
Zhou Bujue heard a girl’s voice and looked up, seeing a man blocking the girl, cornering her against the wall, seeming to be about to do something.
“Senior Brother, what’s wrong?” Yu Xin’er asked curiously.
Zhou Bujue narrowed his eyes. His gaze met with Ye Changsheng’s, and he vaguely felt a sense of familiarity, yet he couldn’t quite place it.
Ye Changsheng whispered to Ling Xiaoxing, “Senior Sister Xiaoxing, we’re out of luck. We’ve run into people from the White Emperor Sword Sect.”
“White Emperor Sword Sect?!”
“It seems that person is Zhou Bujue.”
The White Emperor Sword Sect adheres to the creed of eradicating demons and upholding righteousness.
Not to mention, due to their proximity, the White Emperor Sword Sect often clashed with the Wuhua Palace, and it was common for them to fight to the death upon meeting.
Ling Xiaoxing became a little flustered. Zhou Bujue was a cultivator at the half-step Nascent Soul stage.
“Th-then, what should we do?”
“Cooperate with me,” Ye Changsheng said.
“I know,” Ling Xiaoxing nodded.
“I want to end my relationship with her,” Ye Changsheng said in a voice loud enough for others to hear. “During the time I’ve spent with you, I’ve finally discovered your true feelings. The person I actually like is you.”
A confession…?
A confession!!
Ling Xiaoxing’s head was about to explode. What was this despicable Cultivation Cauldron talking about?
Not only that, Ye Changsheng also hugged Ling Xiaoxing. The scent that hit her, the body heat she felt on her skin, made it almost impossible for Ling Xiaoxing to think.
Even as a staged scene, it was too intense!
“Senior Sister Xiaoxing?” Ye Changsheng urged in a low voice.
Ling Xiaoxing gritted her teeth and buried her head against Ye Changsheng’s chest, stammering, “I-I like you the most too…”
Their public display of affection on the street caused the surrounding people to express disgust, with a large number of jeers.
Zhou Bujue glanced at them and found such vulgarity uninteresting.
“Senior Brother, those people over there seem to be a couple. Could it be, Senior Brother…”
Yu Xin’er’s words were suggestive, a blush spreading across her cheeks as she shyly moved closer to Zhou Bujue.
However, Zhou Bujue’s expression remained unchanged. He shook his head, deliberately widening the distance between himself and his Junior Sister.
“It’s nothing, let’s go.”
Yu Xin’er watched Zhou Bujue’s retreating back, bit her lip, and stamped her foot before hurrying after him.
Zhao Hu, standing nearby, witnessed this scene and gazed at Zhou Bujue’s back with resentment and unwillingness.
…
“Um, dating is fine, but let’s not make our relationship public with others first…”
Ling Xiaoxing’s voice gradually faded.
“Mhmm.”
“What’s wrong? Are you afraid they’ll find out?”
“They’ve already left, Senior Sister Xiaoxing.”
“Ah?” Ling Xiaoxing’s expression froze.
Ye Changsheng wore an awkward yet polite smile, as if to say, “It’s already over, why are you still acting?”
“…”
Ling Xiaoxing was nearly in tears. Finally, unable to bear it, she gave up and jumped up, hitting Ye Changsheng’s chin with her head.
“Ouch, ouch, ouch! My chin is going to break,” Ye Changsheng said, clutching his chin.
“Hmph! It’s all your fault, you despicable Cultivation Cauldron!”
Ling Xiaoxing turned her head away, puffing out her cheeks, looking exactly like a pufferfish.
“Sorry, sorry. I didn’t expect Senior Sister Xiaoxing to get so into it. If I had known, I would have continued to play along.”
“Despicable Cultivation Cauldron, you say that again!!” Ling Xiaoxing’s small pink fists rained down on Ye Changsheng’s back.
The two bickered like this until they arrived at their destination.
The agreed-upon meeting place, Yunshui Bridge.
They crossed the bridge together. Ye Changsheng put on his mask and waited for Li Lianqing and his group to appear, from noon until evening.
“What’s going on? I thought the people from the Soul Refining Sect said they would meet at noon. What time is it now!” Ling Xiaoxing was anxious.
Ye Changsheng remained calm. He knew that the people from the Soul Refining Sect would not show up at noon.
If the transaction were completed at noon, Ling Xiaoxing could immediately take him away, and in broad daylight, the people of the Soul Refining Sect could do nothing.
Therefore, they would definitely drag it out until night.
A dark and windy night, perfect for murder and arson.
“They’re here, Wuxiao, they’re here!” Ling Xiaoxing spotted figures at the other end of the bridge and pulled on Ye Changsheng’s arm to remind him.
Only one person appeared, it was Li Ming, he didn’t see anyone else.
“Oh my, Fellow Daoist Wuxiao, apologies. There was some traffic on the road, so I’m a bit late. I hope you don’t mind,” Li Ming said with a smile.
