Yuan Qu hadn't spoken a single word since he arrived at Scenery Garden. He just let Tong Yan and Zhuo Rusui argue while eating the meat in silence. It wasn't until he heard Zhuo Rusui's words that he couldn't help but say in a mocking tone, "The problem now is how to deal with it!"
"Deal with it! Deal with it directly," said Zhuo Rusui angrily. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He thought that he had been in the upper state of the Broken Sea for almost one hundred years, but he was still ranked third, and he had to fight with his Senior Master in the middle state of the Heavenly Arrival Realm … What the hell was going on?
"If that guy were still awake, he wouldn't have done all this!" He waved his left hand angrily. "Lian Sanyue is dead, and he's still alive; it's no different from being dead. Why would he want to be a Cultivation companion when there's no one around? Don't play with Yushan all the time; you'll die! "
Yuan Qu snapped angrily, "What are you talking about? Besides, what's the big deal about dying? Why don't you fly to the sky if you can? "
Tong Yan suddenly said, "Gu Qing and Shui Yue Nunnery's daughter, Zhen Tao, will be Cultivation companions next spring."
Zhuo Rusui was taken aback. He clicked his tongue twice with a complicated emotion, saying, "I didn't see it coming. I thought he didn't know how to play chess. How could he be so dirty? "
Tong Yan didn't want to beat around the bush, so she said straightforwardly, "We're going to recommend Zhao Layue to be the sect master."
Zhuo Rusui was taken aback again. He was about to object instinctively, but he suddenly found that Tianguang Peak couldn't recommend someone more suitable for the position. Even though his current state was exceedingly high, his seniority was … unavoidable.
"Let me think about it. Back when we were eating hotpot on Shenmo Peak, I learned some methods of entering the body of the sword will from her. Can I be considered her disciple?"
He scooped up the pig's brain into a bowl with a spoon, and said with his head lowered, "If she agrees to let it go this way, I'll support her to be the sect master."
As the only disciple of Zhao Layue, Yuan Qu felt a strong threat and said angrily, "Who said who is dirty just now?"
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The East Sea was calm and peaceful.
The curtain of the small green curtain sedan did not produce the slightest ripple.
Beside the dark and bottomless Heavenly Well, the yellow paper amulets emitted a powerful aura and occasionally glowed. Most of the old amulets had already lost their functions and were hanging on the cliffs, making rustling noises even though there was no wind. They were as unlucky as paper money.
A huge shadow slowly climbed up from the bottom of the cliff, and at the same time, there was a filthy and terrifying aura.
Suppressed by the talismans of Guocheng Temple and Shui Yue Nunnery, even the mountain ghosts could not get close to the top of the Heavenly Well. They stopped when they were about a hundred feet away from the mouth of the well.
One could vaguely hear the sound of dispute, and then a sudden breeze. The yellow talismans did not react at all, and then two figures appeared on the cliff.
"I've told you that I'm fast enough. Why don't you believe me?" Ping Yong-Ka said with a red face, feeling that his talent in the sword work had been greatly insulted.
Sitting on his shoulder, Apiao snorted, "I'm the King Of The Underworld. I can't trust anybody!"
"Get off me first," said Ping Yong-Ka.
"I'm not heavy," said Apiao.
Ping Yong-Ka retorted, "But you're not a child anymore. You're over one hundred years old; why do you still like to sit on someone's shoulder?"
"The spirit of the Green Sky Mirror is over ten thousand years old," Apiao retorted. "How can she sit on my Teacher's shoulder?"
The two of them had gradually calmed down after arguing for a while.
Apiao drifted to the high sky and looked at the green fields on the other side of the cliff. A strange glow suddenly appeared on her face, as she remarked uneasily, "It's summer now. Have we come back too late? "
Ping Yong-Ka was startled. He leapt up in the air along with a few sword lights. After looking around, he felt relieved and scolded her, "Idiot! We are in the south. The trees look thick here, and it's still early spring. We still have time. "
"There are no four seasons in the Underworld; how can I tell them apart?" Apiao retorted angrily. Besides, this emperor is busy with the affairs of the state all day long, so I don't have the energy to pay attention to these trivial matters. "
As she uttered the word "emperor", the black fringe on her forehead tousled in the wind, and so did the rims of her clothing. She exuded the graceful and majestic demeanor of an emperor.
Ping Yong-Ka didn't care about this, as he said in a mocking tone, "You should take the throne first."
Apiao couldn't bear to hear this, as she yelled, "Can you blame me for this? My Teacher said he would do it! He didn't even say his last words. At least he should have divided the inheritance first. Where is my share? "
Over the last few decades, Ping Yong-Ka and Apiao had been in the Underworld. Apiao didn't obtain the Seal of the King Of The Underworld, so she couldn't officially take the throne. But with the help of the Underworld Master, she won the approval of the majority of the populace, and she had been competing with the Grand Priest for the position of King Of The Underworld.
The Aoyama Sect, whether it was the branch of Jingyang or the branch of Taiping Zhenren, would support her, not to mention that they had Tong Yan, the military counselor who was very familiar with the Underworld. She didn't come out of the hermit peaks, but she could still control the situation in the Underworld from a distance. Even though the Grand Priest had the secret support of the Zhongzhou School, they still couldn't resist the Underworld Master, and they had been forced to retreat over the years.
It seemed that Apiao and the Underworld Master would be able to deal with the resistance of the Grand Priest and become the ruler of the Underworld in another ten years; but she was called back to the human world. She had no choice … because the Aoyama Sect was the most important resource for her, and the Seal of the King Of The Underworld was what she needed most. As such, the ownership of the sect master of Aoyama would also affect the ownership of the Underworld.
More importantly, she wanted to eat the hotpot in Scenery Garden.
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Sitting in the small green curtain sedan, Ping Yong-Ka and Apiao snorted after exchanging a glance. Then they sat on one side of the sedan, looking at the scenery outside the sedan that had turned into lines. They felt sleepy.
By the time they woke up, they were leaning against each other. They opened their eyes and exchanged a glance. Then they snorted again and turned their heads to look outside the sedan.
"What is going on?" Apiao suddenly screamed in surprise.
The small green curtain sedan stopped in a quiet alley. They could vaguely see the black eaves of Taichang Temple in front of it.
Didn't Tong Yan say that he would go to Scenery Garden to discuss the matter of the sect master?
Didn't he say that he would ask Apiao to use the Underworld as a bargaining chip to negotiate with Fang Jingtian?
Why did the small green curtain sedan bring them to Zhaoge City?
Ping Yong-Ka lifted up the curtain and looked outside. He felt it odd as well. All of a sudden, he heard Apiao crying.
"Why are the people of the Aoyama Sect always like this? Why are they so dirty? They came here seven hundred years ago. Why are they here again this time? You are so heartless. How dare you lie to me! "
Apiao huddled in a corner, her pale face full of tears. Sensei was trembling, looking extremely scared.
Ping Yong-Ka realized after a moment of bewilderment that she was referring to the event that the King Of The Underworld and Taiping Zhenren traveled the human world seven hundred years ago, and the swordsmen of the human race turned against them and locked them in the Fiend Prison. "It's impossible! It's impossible! It doesn't make sense! "
Apiao didn't believe him. She said while crying, "Can you let me go? I don't want the Seal of the King Of The Underworld anymore. I … want to expel myself from Aoyama! I'm not the King Of The Underworld yet. It's useless for you to catch me! "
Ping Yong-Ka was alarmed by her crying. He wiped her tears with his sleeve hastily, saying, "It's a misunderstanding! It must be a misunderstanding! Look, there's no Fairy Book, and no one from Zhongzhou School. Besides, we are so close to each other. How could I harm you … "
After being comforted by Jing Jiu for a while, Apiao had gradually calmed down. She found it was indeed quiet outside the small green curtain sedan, devoid of any commotion. Glancing at his wet sleeve in disdain, she said, "Even though there is not much water in the Underworld, you can't always take a bath."
Ping Yong-Ka sighed, "The people of the Shenmo Peak never use water to bathe. I have to bathe twice a day; how can there be any smell?"
"Am I talking about you?" Apiao retorted. "I'm talking about the clothes you are wearing!"
Ping Yong-Ka was speechless. He lifted up the curtain and got off the sedan.
As Apiao got off the sedan nervously, the small green curtain sedan flew up into the sky, heading back to Shui Yue Nunnery.
Everything in Zhaoge City seemed to be normal. This street was quiet and empty, and there were many pedestrians outside the entrance of the alley.
Apiao lowered her head and let her black hair cover her face, letting Ping Yong-Ka walk in the crowd while holding her hand.
Seeing her acting like this, Ping Yong-Ka couldn't help but laugh out, saying, "Since nothing is going on, why are you acting so sneakily?"
Apiao exclaimed angrily, "I'm a ghost to begin with!"
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As expected, there was no conspiracy. Ping Yong-Ka and Apiao walked to the Jing House after seeing Taichang Temple depart. They didn't encounter any trouble.
Before they could knock on the door, the door of the Jing House was opened. "Thank you for your hard work," said Gu Qing with a faint smile.
Ping Yong-Ka and Apiao hadn't seen Jing Jiu for decades, so they were delighted to see him, bowing to him hastily.
"Let's go see my Master first," said Gu Qing.
Ping Yong-Ka followed Jing Jiu to the courtyard. After walking a dozen steps, he couldn't help but say, "Big Brother, what you said just now sounded inappropriate."
Apiao couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Gu Qing understood what was going on after a moment of bewilderment. He rubbed Jing Jiu's head with a smile, saying nothing.
The furnishings in the study room were the same as they had been for decades. Jing Jiu, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, looked the same as before. His eyebrows and eyes were still perfect, giving people a feeling that he was alive.
As Ping Yong-Ka was thinking of all this, he suddenly found that the word "alive" was not a good word to describe him. He spat on the ground hastily.
"When will you wake up?"
Looking at Jing Jiu on the bed, Apiao felt sad for many reasons.
Ping Yong-Ka asked Gu Qing, "Big Brother, why did you ask Shui Yue Nunnery to bring us to Zhaoge City? Didn't Tong Yan say that we should meet in Scenery Garden to discuss the matter of the Aoyama Meeting? "
"I've encountered some problems here, so I can't go back to Aoyama."
After a moment of silence, Gu Qing continued, "I didn't want to disturb you two, but I'm afraid I can't do it without you."
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