Chapter 86: Kuang Cheng is a Sugar Baby?!
After leaving Cao Instructor, Ji You strode towards the Trial Sword Forest. He always felt that his offensive techniques were not strong enough, so he wanted to discuss them with Wang Instructor to see if there were any ways to improve.
However, as soon as he entered the Trial Sword Forest, he found that the once deserted place was now filled with countless Disciples wielding swords.
Looking at Wang Instructor, he had lost a lot of weight, and his face was filled with despair.
“Why has Wang Instructor lost so much weight recently?”
Old Wang turned to look at Ji You, his gaze trembling: “Ji You, I have nothing more to teach you, hurry up and leave.”
Since Ji You, with his three swords, helped the two Tong Xuan Realm Disciples from the Inner Courtyard defeat a Rongdao Realm expert on the street, the number of people here began to increase gradually.
And after the incident in the ruins, the foot traffic here reached its peak.
However, what comforted him slightly was that it was said that other Immortal Sects had also included martial arts in their cultivation courses after the incident in the ruins.
Ji You knew that Wang Instructor did not want to work, so he said: “I’m not here to learn martial arts from you, I just have some questions I’d like to ask.”
“What is it?”
Ji You sat down on a wicker chair: “Divine Thought ultimately has its limits. I feel that the method of controlling swords has reached its peak.”
Wang Instructor looked at him as if he were a ghost: “Reaching the peak is enough, what else do you want? Do you know that there has never been anyone in Qingyun World who uses swords like you? Now you’re famous, and my place is full!
As he spoke, he held up a broken wooden sword: “Do you see this?”
“What is it?”
“The day before yesterday, someone tried to control two swords, but failed and almost cut off my head.”
Ji You’s gaze darkened slightly: “Are there no other ideas?”
Wang Instructor pondered for a moment before speaking: “The Upper Five Realms can integrate Dao into their swords, but it is very time-consuming, and you need to enter the Tianshu Academy’s Inner Courtyard to find the method.”
“What else?”
Wang Instructor placed his hands on his legs: “The strongest sword Dao in the current era belongs to Lingjian Mountain. They might have the answer there, but unfortunately, Lingjian Mountain’s sword Dao is never passed down to outsiders, so you won’t be able to learn it.”
After listening, Ji You nodded secretly, remembering Gongshu Chou’s heavy sword.
He didn’t know how that thing was trained, but he knew that if Evil Qi hadn’t restricted Gongshu Chou, that heavy sword could have directly cleaved him to death.
“Wang Instructor, I haven’t practiced spear for a long time, I feel a bit rusty.”
“Scram!”
Wang Instructor cursed, thinking, if I teach you how to use a spear again, will you go out and recruit spear-wielding Disciples for me?
Forget about the ones in the academy, after all, he is an Instructor, but what's most hateful is that he recruits from other sects and pockets the money himself.
Seeing Wang Instructor cursing, Ji You got up and was about to leave.
But at this moment, a fierce sound of breaking air and sword slashes suddenly echoed from the depths of the Trial Sword Forest.
He turned his head at the sound, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and he saw Chu River in the forest, wielding his long sword with a fierce momentum and heavy Killing Intent.
Others practiced their sword swings by chopping bamboo leaves, but he held a real sword, almost cutting all the surrounding bamboo in half.
At this moment, Chu River sensed his gaze, and the sharp sword in his hand flew out.
With a hum, the whistling Sword Qi rushed towards Ji You.
Seeing the sharp sword attacking his face, Ji You looked at him expressionlessly. Just as the sword’s edge was about to reach him, the Spiritual Qi around him suddenly whistled, and then he punched fiercely. The Fist Intent was like a tiger, directly smashing the sword to the ground with a clang.
The fierce Fist Intent pierced through the wind in the forest, and the expanding Aura almost swept across everyone’s faces.
At this moment, the Trial Sword Forest suddenly became quiet.
And seeing that he hadn’t even startled the other party, Chu River instantly gritted his teeth: “It slipped out by accident, Brother Ji, please don’t mind.”
“No worries.”
Ji You picked up the sword from the ground, and seeing it struggling under control, he directly purified it by pouring in immense Spiritual Qi, then carried it out of the Trial Sword Forest under everyone's gaze.
Chu River, slightly displeased, immediately spoke up: “That’s my sword.”
“Is it? But now it’s mine. A sword used by Young Master Chu must be worth a lot.”
“Brother Ji, you’re joking—”
Ji You turned to look at him, Spiritual Qi whistling around him: “Then why don’t you take it back yourself?”
Chu River instantly clenched his fists: “My name is still engraved on it!”
“Why did you engrave your name on my sword?”
Wang Instructor watched this scene, couldn't help but cover his forehead, thinking to himself that anyone who still didn't know he was a ruthless bandit truly deserved it.
And Lu Qingqiu, Lou Siyi, and Sun Qiaozhi were also in the Trial Sword Forest at this moment. Seeing this scene, their emotions were very complex.
Since entering the academy, Chu River had been a dazzling presence. Whether it was his Worldly Family background or his cultivation Aptitude, it was enough for him to look down on others, even being arrogant.
But who would have thought that Chu River, in his first conversation with him, would have to address him as Brother Ji?
And Ji You just took his sword like that, making him not even dare to chase after it.
Because the dazzling Chu River, whether in swordsmanship or Realm, was now a step below him, and drawing his sword at this moment would be like inviting humiliation.
“Dual Cultivation of martial arts is too time-consuming!”
“One person, three swords, hard control of two matches!”
“What if he sensed the Tianshu? Didn’t he still get surpassed?”
“Ji You reached the Tongxuan Middle Stage.”
“He probably won’t return alive from this trip to the ruins.”
“He rescued the Dan Sect’s direct Disciple and the Dan Sect Master’s daughter.”
Watching the figure in white drift away, Lu Qingqiu, Lou Siyi, and Sun Qiaozhi exchanged glances, their eyes flickering.
He had returned, reportedly having endured countless hardships and severe injuries, only to recover so completely that no trace remained.
And upon his return, he was still the one whom everyone in the Outer Courtyard had to bow their heads to.
At this moment, Ji You had already descended the mountain with his sword, left Tianshu Academy, and sent Chu River’s sword to Qionghua Pavilion, receiving a truly astonishing sum.
However, he was no longer surprised. Where there were sufferers, there were also those who became rich. The more public suffering there was, the richer some people became.
“Half of this money goes to Gongshu Chou—”
“That blockhead doesn’t know what he’s doing. The missing infant case hasn’t been thoroughly investigated, so I still need to tell him about it.”
“Then keep half and send it to Yuyang County.”
Ji You, holding a thick stack of banknotes, pondered as he arrived at a secluded courtyard in the back alley of Spring Breeze Lane.
This was Kuang Cheng’s residence. The last time he came, he had an arrogant Fairy by his side.
He walked up and knocked on the door, but there was no response from within the courtyard.
Then he went to inquire next door and learned that Kuang Cheng went to care for refugees outside the city at this time every day.
Due to the evil calamity, many refugees had gathered outside the city, and coupled with the continuous spring rain a few days ago, many fell ill,
causing a large number of people to collapse outside the city.
There were people from the Si Xianjian around, wearing black uniforms with gold embroidery, patrolling back and forth, watching over them.
When Ji You arrived, he found many people in ragged clothes huddled against the city wall, a dense mass.
Wei Rui, the granddaughter of Wei Xiang, was setting up a porridge stall, rolling up her sleeves to distribute porridge to the refugees, while Kuang Cheng was nearby, busily moving through the crowd with a doctor.
After he finished his work, he washed his hands and came to the porridge stall.
Dou Yuankong, the son of Dou Shangshu, was also nearby, riding in a carriage. In front was Princess Changle, and around them were several children of Worldly Sect.
After watching the excitement at Tianshu Academy, some of them suggested going for a spring outing in the imperial suburbs, drinking and having fun, and even called some dancers and courtesans to join them in the carriage.
As they passed the city gate, they saw from afar that there was a man with Wei Rui.
“Why is there someone in a Si Xianjian official uniform next to Miss Rui’er?”
“The Si Xianjian is investigating Wei Xiang—”
“Maybe he’s a spy.”
“Oh, you can’t be so arbitrary. Look at that scholar’s expression, maybe he’s taken a liking to Miss Rui’er.”
Dou Yuankong had already intended to send people to follow Wei Rui, and seeing this scene, he frowned even more, so he immediately called two young servants beside him and whispered something.
Then someone started to jeer, saying that the scholar was going to be unlucky.
The two young servants immediately left, bypassing the refugees, and headed towards the porridge stall.
At this moment, Wei Rui seemed to sense something. She glanced twice and then turned to Kuang Cheng: “Young Master, I don’t need help here. You should go attend to other matters.”
“Other—?”
“Yes, other things. I—I’ll call you later.”
Kuang Cheng was slightly startled, then he saw two fierce-looking men approaching them.
Without time to think, the scholar immediately put down the bowl in his hand.
At this moment, Wei Rui was also a little nervous, thinking that after the scholar left, she would stop them.
Because she recognized them; these two were servants of the Dou family.
Dou Yuankong had intentions for her, and she had always known this. Her father and grandfather were both quite satisfied with him, but for some reason,
She just couldn’t bring herself to like him.
However, Dou Yuankong was extremely overbearing and disliked having men around her.
Wei Rui thought of this, and her eyes suddenly widened slightly, seeing a figure flash past her.
The scholar at this moment spread his arms, shielding her behind him, and looked at the two approaching servants.
“Miss, please leave first. They might be here to snatch porridge. I’ll stay and handle them.”
“Snatch porridge—?”
Wei Rui listened to his absurd judgment, looking at him, and for a moment didn't know what to say.
And seeing this scene, the children of those Worldly Sect also laughed, thinking that this was much more interesting than a spring outing, and they could even witness something that would only appear in plays.
At this moment, Princess Changle’s eyes suddenly narrowed: “Tell them to stop!”
The laughter abruptly ceased, and Dou Yuankong was also slightly startled, then immediately flicked his horsewhip, shouting for them to stop quickly.
In their line of sight, they saw a flash of white clothes rush past. Underfoot, a faint Spiritual Light allowed him to cover ten zhang in a single step. At the same time, his golden eyes flickered, looking at the two young servants, and then at the carriage adorned with pearls and jade.
As his voice fell, Zhao Yunyue heard a whistling sound.
The next moment, the young servant who had just been standing in front of the porridge stall flew horizontally, violently crashing into Dou Yuankong, who was riding a tall horse.
Cultivators have heightened senses; all the laughter from their carriage had long been heard.
Zhao Yunyue frowned, seeing the white-clad youth pat the scholar, a playful smile on his face, and casually handed a bowl of porridge to a nearby refugee.
Some children of Worldly Sect who hadn't gone to Tianshu Academy watched this scene, frozen for a long time.
“Who is that?”
“From Tianshu Academy.”
The son of a certain minister immediately glared, his eyes wide: “How can someone from Tianshu Academy injure people so casually?”
Those who were in the know, seeing this scene, remained silent.
If it were an ordinary Disciple from Tianshu Academy being so rude, these Worldly Family children might not truly be afraid, but the key was that this person was someone even Chu River found troublesome.
Kuang Cheng was also startled at this moment, somewhat failing to comprehend.
Because Ji You’s move was instantaneous. When he opened his eyes again, he didn’t know where the person had gone.
“Ji—Brother Ji, why are you here?”
Ji You looked at him: “I was going to see if you had starved to death, but I didn’t expect—you’re a sugar baby?”
Kuang Cheng: “?”
Ji You turned to the remaining servant: “A bowl of porridge?”
The servant swallowed, then turned and left.
Ji You was very angry when he saw that. He had originally intended to sell him for ten taels of silver.
Kuang Cheng now turned to Wei Rui, “That—this is my friend, Ji You, courtesy name Wulv, a Disciple of Tianshu Academy.”
Ji You’s brow immediately furrowed: “I’ve changed it. My courtesy name is now Bochang, meaning to gather widely from all strengths.”
“Your change makes no sense at all.”
“None of your business.”
Ji You thought to himself, Ji You is my original name, Ji Bochang is my specialty. Then he looked at Wei Rui, and slightly cupped his hands: “I, Ji, greet the Young Miss.”
Wei Rui immediately curtsied: “So it is Young Master Ji. My name is Wei Rui.”
Kuang Cheng opened his mouth: “So her name is Wei Rui—”
17
After hearing this, Ji You looked at the murmuring Kuang Cheng, his eyes widening slightly: “I thought you had a sugar mama, but you don’t even know her name?”
Kuang Cheng’s face flushed red, and he gesticulated wildly: “Brother Ji, don’t talk nonsense, I’m just here to help the Young Miss distribute porridge—”
“Your posture with arms outstretched just now had some Aura, but why are you so timid now?”
Ji You muttered, thinking, look at me, if I like someone, I dare to take them back to my room, though I still can’t beat her yet.
And Wei Rui at this moment also recalled the instant the scholar extended his arms, and couldn't help but blush slightly: “Just now—thank you, Young Master, for saving me. Rui’er is deeply grateful.”
In truth, she knew those two weren't coming for her, but what did that matter? He knew nothing, yet he still opened his arms, didn't he?
As she thought this, she suddenly heard Ji You’s voice by her ear.
“The Young Miss doesn’t know his name either? His name is Kuang—”
Ji You suddenly paused after saying that: “What was your name again?”
“My name is Kuang Cheng.”
Ji You looked at his clear and foolish eyes and sighed: “Is that something you should be saying to me?”
Kuang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned to Wei Rui, cupping his hands slightly: “I am Kuang Cheng, courtesy name Buqi. I greet Young Miss Wei.”
“I greet Young Master Kuang.”
“I greet Young Miss Wei.”
“I greet Young Master Kuang.” Ji You looked at the two helplessly, smacked his lips, and casually picked up a wooden spoon to continue distributing porridge.
Wei Rui now regained her composure and glanced at Ji You: “Uh, they say Immortals on the mountain don’t bother with worldly affairs.”
“I am a Mortal from under the mountain.”
After speaking, Ji You remembered something, took out a stack of banknotes from his Pregnant and handed them to Kuang Cheng: “I earned some money this time, so I’m giving you some. But please, considering how hard I worked, don’t donate all of it.”
Kuang Cheng was stunned: “I’m actually seeing some money come back?”
“Only half is yours. The other half you can send back. Chen Fuzi used to always tell me he wanted to open a school. This should be enough, as long as he doesn’t teach things like ‘Immortals are superior and Mortals’ lives are cheap,’ he can teach whatever he wants.”
Wei Rui looked at Kuang Cheng: “Young Master Kuang’s friends are all so interesting.”
Kuang Cheng blushed slightly: “He’s the only one.”
“Birds of a feather flock together. For handsome men like us, it’s about quality, not quantity.”
Ji You picked up a bowl of porridge and handed it to a trembling old woman in front of him.
At this moment, on the west side of the city gate, the people in the carriage watched the white-clad youth, who had returned to Tianshu Academy and then came to distribute porridge, remain silent for a long time.
Royal relatives or children of officials like them would sometimes put on a show to make the common people easier to manage.
But they didn’t understand why a Disciple of an Immortal Sect with Inner Courtyard Aptitude like Ji You would put on such a show.
Just then, the doctor who was treating the refugees came over and cupped his hands towards Kuang Cheng: “Young Master Kuang, all those who could be saved have been saved, but—those few half-grown children simply couldn’t be saved.”
“Can’t you try again?”
“This old man is just a Mortal. I don’t have the miraculous medical skills of the Dan Sect. I truly can’t reverse the situation—”
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