Since the previous night, when the two cultivators found him, Su Ming knew that the days after that would not be peaceful. It did not matter whether it was One Dao Sect or Asura Clan, all those who wanted to search for him due to the ninth voice would appear one after another.
Perhaps this was what Gu Tai hoped for, which was why the place where Su Ming lived could be said to be one of the safest places in all of Ancient Zang.
It was especially so for the old man in Su Ming's courtyard. It did not matter whether it was his personality or his words, Su Ming sometimes did not know what to say. That was why he actually hoped that more people who wanted to kill him would rush over as soon as possible so that he could experience just how strong the old man was.
The banging sounds of wood being cut echoed in the courtyard. Gradually, the temperature that should have been summer during dusk turned cold. Snow floated down from the sky. The snowflakes were crystalline, and when they gradually fell, they landed on the two white dogs, Su Ming's robes, and the tip of the old man's nose.
The old man shuddered. When he mumbled a few words under his breath, a fierce glare gradually appeared in Su Ming's eyes. The arrival of the snow was clearly not a natural change in the weather. It was a clear sign that a guest had arrived.
It was especially so for the two white dogs. At that moment, they shuddered and looked towards the door of the courtyard.
"You're distracted again!" The old man went up and patted Su Ming's head. With it, the fierce glare in Su Ming's eyes disappeared.
"Focus on cutting wood. Don't be distracted by the changes in the world around you. Cutting wood is a skill. I've been chopping wood for almost half of my life, but you've only been doing it for a short time." The old man put on an air of an old man. He hunched his body and tightened his jacket around himself. He lifted his head to look at the snow falling from the sky and grinned.
"Haha, it's snowing well. This old man loves to see snow the most."
Su Ming fell silent. He did not think about the old man's words in detail. Instead, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them, there was calmness in them. However, there was a hint of dullness in that calmness. It was as if Su Ming had become incredibly lifeless at that moment. He did not stand out in the slightest, just like a young man in the mortal world. He lifted his axe and continued chopping wood.
The old man continued to jump around in the courtyard, patting the falling snowflakes. He seemed to be having a lot of fun. As for the two big white dogs, they were on high alert, staring at the door of the courtyard. Their expressions were grave, and they even subconsciously let out threatening whines.
Su Ming still had his head lowered while he continued cutting wood. He remembered that when he and Gu Tai had first come, the old man had done the same thing. He had his head lowered while he cut wood without making a single sound.
Before long, the sound of knocking could be heard coming from the courtyard's door. Thump, thump, thump. It was very rhythmic, and seemed to be able to calm anyone who heard it. However, when the sound reached the courtyard, it immediately caused the two white dogs to whine even more intensely.
"Eh? Why aren't you opening the door? Didn't you hear someone knocking? Go and see who it is. "As the old man patted away the snow, he turned his head around and spoke to Su Ming.
Su Ming lifted his head and put down the axe. There was still no spirit on his face, and his eyes were dull. He walked to the door of the courtyard, and once he opened it, he saw a middle-aged woman dressed in a wide Daoist robe standing outside the door. She was incredibly beautiful, and when her gaze landed on Su Ming, she smiled faintly.
Su Ming swept his gaze past the woman and asked with a frown, "Who are you looking for?"
"You." A smile bloomed on the woman's face. Without waiting for Su Ming to speak, she walked past him and stepped into the courtyard. At the instant she did so, the old man who was patting away the snow suddenly froze. He stared at the woman with a dumbfounded expression, and saliva trickled out of the corners of his mouth.
But he soon calmed down and quickly rushed into the house.
The woman's smile grew wider because of the old man's actions. To her, the old man was just a normal mortal, and there was nothing special about him. She was also confident in her own looks, and she did not mind a mortal old man being infatuated with her looks.
However, she was slightly curious as to why the old man had suddenly run back into the house.
But this matter was too insignificant. The woman swept her gaze across the courtyard, and when her gaze landed on the two white dogs, she did not manage to find any clues. Then, she looked at Su Ming.
"So, you're the third prince? It sure took a long time for people to find you hiding in this place, but this place is also extraordinary. The mountains have formed a natural Rune that can prevent all divine senses from searching for you. There's also a layout to hide your Life in this place. If you don't have enough power, it will be difficult for you to deduce the existence of this place. " The woman only swept her gaze across the place, and she had managed to find some clues about it. It was clear just how great her level of cultivation was.
"You even set up these Runes in the courtyard. Hmm … it's a little messy. Someone should have come here before me recently. Judging by their presence …" The woman opened her eyes slightly, and a smile appeared on her lips.
"It's two Dao Paragons. Looks like I didn't underestimate this place. The only person in Seven Moons Sect who could do this should be Gu Tai." The woman's words made it seem as if she could stand on equal footing with Gu Tai. This also showed that her level of cultivation … was definitely not that of a Dao Paragon!
She spread her divine sense outwards, but soon, she frowned. Just as she was about to speak, Su Ming sat down on the wooden block again. He picked up the axe and continued chopping wood.
"You're quite interesting, lad." The woman stared at Su Ming, and her smile became even happier. When she arrived in front of him, she bent her back slightly, revealing the beautiful curves of her waist and bottom under the Daoist robe.
"I haven't introduced myself yet. I am Ji Wu Meng, the Great Sect Elder of Asura Clan, Immortal Qing Han. Third prince, are you interested in coming to Asura Clan to train? " The woman's smile was incredibly beautiful. Her skin was fair, and it gave her a face that could make people's hearts pound.
But Su Ming still had a gloomy expression on his face as he continued chopping wood.
The woman continued smiling. At the instant she got up, the door to the house in the courtyard was suddenly pushed open, and a person dressed in a green scholar's robe that was clearly a little too large walked out. He had a scholar's hat on his head, and his originally messy hair was flung messily over his shoulders. In his hand, he held a fan that was clearly worn out …
That person … was the old man. When he had returned to the house, it was clear that he had used the fastest time possible to change into a new set of clothes. At that moment, with the fan in hand, he took a few brisk steps forward. His face was filled with excitement, and his eyes shone with excitement. He let out a few fake coughs.
"Young lady, this young man greets you."
The axe in Su Ming's hand froze for a moment. He had to admit that his calm demeanor had instantly crumbled when the old man said those words. The woman beside him was also stunned, but soon, she covered her mouth and giggled coquettishly as she looked at the old man's clothes and appearance.
When she looked at the old man's clothes and appearance, her eyes almost turned into crescent moons.
"Miss, don't laugh. I like girls with big butts the most. Don't stand in front of my disciple. That boy doesn't like girls with big butts, but I do." The old man opened his fan, revealing the slightly greasy surface of the fan. He lifted his head and put on what he believed to be an elegant look.
"Tonight is a beautiful night of flowers and white snow. It's the perfect day for a date with a girl with a big butt. Girl, let's have a passionate and touching love in this courtyard on this snowy night. With the starry sky as our world and the courtyard as our bed, let's have a passionate and touching love.
"Miss, I love you …" The old man's face was filled with love. He took a few brisk steps forward and arrived before the woman, who could no longer laugh. She was stunned.
"Ji Wu Meng, huh? Good name, good name. Immortal Qing Han, that's not a good name. Qing Han, Qing Han, that's a lousy name that only people without big butts would have. You should be called … Immortal Big Butt!
"That's right, that's a good name. Su Ming, what do you think of this name?" the old man asked excitedly.
Su Ming was silent. He lifted his axe and continued chopping wood. He noticed that the old man had said that he wanted two dogs the night before, and two dogs had truly appeared. He had also said that he wanted a girl with a big butt, and so … Immortal Qing Han had truly come.
Immortal Qing Han Ji Wu Meng. A freezing glare shone in the woman's eyes, but a smile slowly appeared at the corners of her lips. She stared at the old man in front of her. In her eyes, he clearly did not have any power. He was just an old man in the mortal world, but unless mortals were extremely lustful, they would not do something so preposterous.
"Third prince, is this the person Seven Moons Sect placed here to protect you?" The freezing glare in Immortal Qing Han's smile became even colder.
"Hey! Girl with a big butt, could you not talk to him? I'll be jealous! " The old man said seriously, but the moment he finished speaking, Immortal Qing Han lifted her right hand and swung it. A mighty pressure that only Great Dao Paragons possessed instantly enveloped the entire world, making it seem as if it had been sealed in ice. Chilling air spread out in all directions, and snow fell from the sky to cover the world.
However … her expression changed drastically in an instant, because her right hand, which she had lifted up, had been grabbed by the old man, and he was pinching it with a dirty look on his face.
"You!" The beautiful woman's heart was filled with astonishment. She knew very well that, considering the level of her cultivation base, there were no more than twenty powerful experts in the world who could grab her hand while she was unleashing a technique. And yet, this old man in front of her … acted as if nothing had happened. He had easily grabbed her right hand.
Just as she was about to move back, she noticed that her entire body was sore and limp. At that moment, she did not notice that the two white dogs in the courtyard not too far away were watching her with schadenfreude on their faces.
"Senior …" The woman's face was pale, and with terror, she stared at the old man who had seized her right hand.
"Shh!" The old man placed a finger by his lips and stared at the woman very seriously. While he caressed her hand, his excitement slowly crept up his face.
"Is your butt big?"
Su Ming's lifted axe froze again. He sighed and no longer bothered with everything around him. He focused on cutting wood. He believed that with the old man's weirdness, there were truly not many people in Ancient Zang who could stop him.
"Hmm? Why aren't you saying anything? "
"Y-y-you're also looking down on me?!" The old man immediately flew into a rage and shouted. The woman's face turned even paler, and the terror in her eyes became stronger. She could clearly sense that her cultivation base was being sucked away by the old man, and as he grew angry, the speed at which her cultivation base was being sucked away became even faster.
How many people are with me? Damn it, we're going to get first place!
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