Chapter 38: Misfortune Comes from the Mouth

How could Little Uncle Ancestor be any ordinary person!

As a Nascent Soul cultivator myself, I fear I couldn't withstand even one of her swords—even Brother Lin might not fare much better…

But how could Little Uncle Ancestor appear here, especially alongside that Zhang Yunlu? To be fair, Li Fengping ended up here because the principal of the Third Middle School of Xuanjian City helped him heal the wounds on his face earlier this afternoon.

After removing the bandages, he was in good spirits, so he decided to celebrate by trying some local delicacies.

This place was recommended to him by a teacher.

“Brother Li, are you alright? What did you just say about a group?”

Sitting across from him was a female teacher wearing red-rimmed glasses and a light gray mini suit, exuding a gentle and refined aura.

It was this very teacher who had recommended Li Fengping come here, and the two had coincidentally “run into” each other.

Clearly, this teacher had feelings for him.

“Nothing. I just saw a senior from our sect.”

Chi Jiuyu’s identity is highly mysterious even within the Sword Sect; only a few know the truth.

The vast majority only know her seniority is extremely high, so they all refer to her as “Little Uncle Ancestor.”

A senior from the sect? The female teacher turned to look.

“Huh? Isn’t that Zhang Yunlu?”

Today, Zhang Yunlu won first place in the combat trial—every teacher knew her.

Could the senior Brother Li mentioned be the one beside Zhang Yunlu?

“Should we go over and pay our respects?”

Though Chi Jiuyu looked young, the teacher dared not underestimate her—after all, for high-level cultivators, eternal youth was effortless.

“… ”

Li Fengping hesitated, mainly because he had no connection with Little Uncle Ancestor.

Forget it.

Seeing her and not approaching to pay respects would be improper.

“Let’s go.”

He stood up, and the teacher rose behind him.

In a few steps, he arrived behind Chi Jiuyu.

“Li Fengping, pays respects to Little Uncle Ancestor.”

Chi Jiuyu had just found a seat and sat down with Zhang Yunlu; hearing the voice, she turned around.

Didn’t recognize her. No memory. Who is this? The female teacher behind Li Fengping also bowed respectfully: “Pays respects to the senior.”

At the same time, she was pondering.

Little Uncle Ancestor?

With that title from Brother Li, this person must be a supreme elder!

Due to preconceptions, even though she found the figure somewhat familiar, she never once considered she might be the “legend of the younger generation.”

Of course, Chi Jiuyu’s casual attire also contributed.

“You’re that… that guy from the sect?”

Though she didn’t recognize Li Fengping, only a sect cultivator would address her this way.

“What do you want?”

“I merely saw Little Uncle Ancestor here, so I came to pay my respects.” Li Fengping bowed again. “I won’t disturb your meal.”

Saying this, he turned and left immediately; the female teacher hesitated briefly, then followed Li Fengping.

Little Uncle Ancestor appearing in Xuanjian City? Clearly, the elder who just emerged from seclusion is no ordinary person—I must quickly consult with Brother Lin.

Chi Jiuyu didn’t think much of it; given her reputation in the Sword Sect, being recognized was perfectly normal.

“Three large portions! One to go!”

At that moment, a man and woman entered from afar; upon seeing Chi Jiuyu, they froze, exchanged glances, then backed out.

What a coincidence—they were the very two people Chi Jiuyu had “greeted” earlier today.

…………

On the other side, after leaving that shabby eatery, Li Fengping quickly found an excuse to send away the teacher who had followed him.

He noticed her feelings for him, but now wasn’t the time for such matters.

He headed straight for the Discipline Hall and reapplied for a visit.

After a long wait in line, he finally met Lin Qiuxian at midnight.

“What’s wrong, younger brother? Why are you visiting me again?” Across the glass, Lin Qiuxian still wore his detached, world-weary expression.

“Brother… are you comfortable in there?”

The moment the words left his mouth, Li Fengping regretted them.

Comfortable? How could anyone be comfortable under detention? “It’s fine,” Lin Qiuxian said calmly. “I was a bit uneasy at first, but now I’m getting used to it. Let’s get to the point—why are you here so late? You didn’t come just to chat, did you?”

“I just saw Little Uncle Ancestor.”

“Oh.”

Li Fengping silently nodded—his brother truly had the composure of one unmoved even by a collapsing mountain.

“What?! Who did you say you saw?!” Lin Qiuxian shot to his feet.

The Discipline Hall disciples behind him stepped forward and forcibly pushed him back into his chair.

“Don’t move!”

Lin Qiuxian quickly raised his hands to signal he wouldn’t move again, and they released him.

“Little Uncle Ancestor? How could Little Uncle Ancestor be here?! No—she should be here!” Lin Qiuxian muttered frantically, his emotions soaring.

Suddenly, he snapped his head up.

“Brother Li, follow Little Uncle Ancestor! Find out who she’s meeting!”

Li Fengping: “…”

Brother Lin, you really have too much faith in me.

Why don’t we switch places—you go in, and I’ll try following her? The two Discipline Hall disciples behind were also terrified by his words and hurriedly warned him.

“Lin Qiuxian! Watch your words!”

After being shouted at, Lin Qiuxian finally regained some clarity.

“Huh~”

“Sorry, Brother Li. I got too excited. That really was asking too much.”

Was it “really” asking too much? Was it “just” asking too much?!

“Brother Lin, you don’t need to be so worked up. Maybe Little Uncle Ancestor just happened to be visiting.” Li Fengping tried to soothe him.

“If it were any other time, maybe—but now, there’s only one possibility!” Lin Qiuxian’s tone was absolute. “There can be no other explanation!”

So what possibility? Just say it already!

Not only was Li Fengping speechless, even the two Discipline Hall disciples behind him were dumbfounded.

Damn it, all this nonsense! “Tell me again—exactly how did you meet Little Uncle Ancestor?”

“Today…”

Li Fengping recounted everything that had happened, though he omitted minor details—like the female teacher.

Cough!

As Lin Qiuxian listened, his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

Combat trial, Perfect-grade sword art, then appearing alongside Little Uncle Ancestor—it couldn’t be anyone else! “I understand!”

Oh no!

Brother Lin’s gone off the deep end again! Li Fengping sensed something was wrong—this was the Discipline Hall! Brother, please don’t say anything else!

“Brother, calm down.”

“The key is… mmmph!”

Two black-clad Discipline Hall enforcers suddenly entered, one on each side, clamping their hands over Lin Qiuxian’s mouth and dragging him away.

Li Fengping was startled—he rose, but a hand landed on his shoulder, pinning him back into his chair with irresistible force.

“We gave you leeway because you’re from the Lin family, but you just kept going too far.” A quiet voice came from behind.

A figure stood behind Li Fengping, dressed in the standard black Discipline Hall uniform, with a golden miniature sword emblem on the chest.

Chief of the Xuanjian Branch of the Discipline Hall, Soul Transformation peak—also half a step from Returning to Void.

“You actually dared to entertain thoughts about Little Uncle Ancestor.”

Li Fengping felt half his body go numb, silently cursing inwardly.

He’d only come to deliver a message!

He wouldn’t dare even think of Little Uncle Ancestor, let alone Zhang Yunlu—he’d only just recovered from his last injury.

“Until the sect’s orders arrive, you’ll stay here for a while too.”

Please collect, please follow!! (End of Chapter)