Chapter 152

Two days later, early morning.

In the pavilion.

Zhuang Buran openly occupied the chair Sima Sanniang usually lay on and said to the three young men beside him:

"My mistress said that my words are her words. Looking at you dressed so gaudily, you should have some talents. Wake up my brain and play a few tunes."

The three looked at each other, and one of them said:

"Sanniang didn't tell us."

"Would I lie to you? When she comes over, you can naturally ask her."

Immediately, the three began to play a light and gentle tune, one playing the zither, one playing the pipa, and one playing the flute.

More than half an hour later, Sima Sanniang and Yan Hongye arrived together, only to see Zhuang Buran drinking while listening to the music lazily and comfortably.

Seeing such a scene, the corners of their mouths twitched involuntarily.

"Hongye, is this boy usually like this?"

"I can only say that this Despair Villa has opened a brand new door for him."

Sima Sanniang was speechless and stepped forward quickly, saying:

"All stop! The three of you, you listen to him just like that?"

"Sanniang, this Zhuge Liuyun said you wanted us all to listen to him." One of them said aggrievedly.

"Zhuge Liuyun, you are really something!" Sima Sanniang smiled without smiling:

"Your ability to talk nonsense is much higher than your lightness skills."

"Mistress, these three talented wooden men are quite interesting. They seem to have been refined using side-door evil arts at the cost of self-injury."

Zhuang Buran happily examined the three young men in gorgeous robes:

"No wonder I vaguely perceived that they have some connection with you. There should also be a hidden spell."

He tapped the armrest lightly with his fingertips:

"The three wooden men take orders from you because their master is you, but they restrain you because things made by self-harming evil arts have combat power far superior to you, the master. And this spell seems to be what prevents you from leaving this Despair Villa."

Yan Hongye heard this and immediately looked at Sima Sanniang:

"Mother, is what Liuyun said true?"

"Hongye, does this brat's Daoist techniques really only stay at the Yellow Talisman realm?" Sima Sanniang frowned.

"He should have half a foot already stepped into the Purple Talisman realm." Yan Hongye replied uncertainly.

Sima Sanniang looked determined:

"These three wooden men are the Forget-Love Barrier I set up myself, just because I was afraid that one day I would forgive that dog Yan Chixia and go crazy looking for him."

"I simply decided to do it once and for all, willing to die in this manor, not giving myself a day to change my mind."

"Junior Sister, you see." Zhuang Buran said leisurely:

"This is a warning from the past. Love is really not a good thing. Focusing on practicing the Dao and the law is the right path."

"Evil arts harm others and oneself, they cannot be kept!"

Yan Hongye's clear eyes condensed, and she swiftly unleashed three vast and irresistible righteous energies, instantly turning the three wooden men with spiritual intelligence into fly ash.

"Mother, even if you have grudges against him, you cannot use your own body as a price."

"I just hate myself for not being strong enough. That Yan fellow, clearly said he would abandon his sword and go into seclusion, not caring about the rights and wrongs of the righteous and demonic paths anymore." Sima Sanniang looked at Yan Hongye with incomparable pity:

"But he secretly taught you the 'Xuanxin Profound Mystery Technique' that leads to certain death. The so-called ancestral teachings of the Xuanxin Sect are actually more important than his own daughter's life."

At this moment, a harsh "tsk tsk" sound came from the side. The two looked over and saw the spear-bearing youth smiling as if he felt embarrassed:

"Uh... Mistress, this wine is really good. Did you brew it yourself, or did you buy it outside?"

Seeing them silent and their expressions becoming increasingly cold, he couldn't help but laugh dryly:

"How about... you continue, pretend I don't exist."

"Over the years, how exactly did your grandmaster teach you?" Sima Sanniang was speechless, and before Zhuang Buran could speak, she added:

"Do you know that Yan Chixia is in the Despair Cave in the Forget-Love Forest, having turned into a monster that is neither human nor demon?"

"He is your master, and you don't care about his safety at all?"

Zhuang Buran said meaningfully:

"If my master were in any life-threatening danger, you and Junior Sister would definitely be more nervous than me and rush to the front to save him."

"A joke." Sima Sanniang sneered.

"Then let's make a bet. If I win, you teach the technique of refining wooden men to..."

Zhuang Buran was only halfway through when Yan Hongye interrupted decisively:

"No, this is an evil art. Why would you want to learn it? You're actually playing tricks again, wanting to take some shortcut."

"Fine, anyway, I've figured it out seven or eight tenths, and I can refine it if I spend a little time."

"Zhuge Liuyun, you..."

"Fine, fine, fine, I won't practice evil arts." Zhuang Buran waved his hands repeatedly:

"Mistress, let's get back to the point. Let's bet on whether you will watch my master die. If I win, this Despair Villa is quite good, so it will belong to me."

"If I lose, I will give Bingxin Caotang to you."

"Since when was Bingxin Caotang yours?" Yan Hongye laughed in anger.

"Why be so clear between own senior brother and junior sister?" Zhuang Buran quietly used the special mind-transmission technique of this world:

"Junior Sister, do you think I don't know that you are the one who most wants Master and Mistress to reconcile, and the one who least wants them to become enemies because of you?"

"Zhuge Liuyun, I am increasingly discovering that the you I know is just your superficial disguise." Yan Hongye also used the mind-transmission technique.

"Hahaha, Junior Sister, I seem to have forgotten to tell you that one day two years ago, when I was still practicing on the mountain, I suddenly awakened a divine ability."

"That is, I can know what is in the hearts of all living beings, know the other party's psychology and changes, truly know the difference in others' hearts, and even know the role of various good and evil thoughts in others' hearts. It can be called the ability to know others' hearts."

Yan Hongye heard this, and ripples appeared in her eyes, and she used the mind-transmission technique again:

"You are really digging deeper and deeper. Could it be that you are still hiding many things?"

Zhuang Buran smiled and used the mind-transmission technique on Sima Sanniang instead:

"Mistress, don't hesitate. Junior Sister definitely doesn't want to stay in Despair Villa for a long time, and she practices the 'Xuanxin Profound Mystery Technique' which is destined to die young. Don't you want to accompany her more?"

"Besides, this can also help you truly see the grievances and hatred between yourself and Yan Chixia."

"So, no matter if you win or lose this bet, you are the biggest winner behind the scenes."

"I think the biggest winner is you." Although Sima Sanniang replied like this using the mind-transmission technique, she spat out two words on the surface:

"Bet."

"Good. Junior Sister, you will perform the Round Light Technique later, so that everything can be seen clearly."

Noon.

The spear-bearing youth stood outside a mountain cave and said loudly:

"Yan Chixia, get out here! Today, I, Zhuge Liuyun, represent Mistress and Junior Sister to kill you, this cold-blooded, heartless, and ungrateful thing."

Suddenly, a black shadow swept out of the cave. It was a sloppy old man covered in demonic energy.

He said in a low voice:

"What did you just say?"

"Good for you, Yan Chixia. The demonic energy on your body is even heavier than that of monsters. It seems Mistress was right."

"You know that the boundless demonic energy in the Yinshi Youquan relies on the suppression of the Moye Precious Sword to prevent it from erupting. Now, in order to obtain this righteous treasure, you actually don't hesitate to harm the world."

Zhuang Buran finished speaking and pinched the seal and chanted:

"Heaven and Earth Boundless, Xuanxin Orthodox Law, Five Elements Divine Thunder!"

Yan Chixia originally wanted to return a Five Elements Divine Thunder with 30% more power, but suddenly a voice appeared in his heart:

"Master, if you want to sincerely admit your mistake and let Mistress and Junior Sister forgive you a little, don't resist. If you can explain a little, that would be even better."

When he heard this, his movements slowed, and he was struck by the divine thunder.

With a "bang", he hit the stone wall outside the cave. Due to his profound cultivation, his face only turned pale.

Zhuang Buran took a roll of rice paper tied like a hemp rope from his sleeve, held the end of the rope, and the rice paper rope hung down, turning into a whip more than ten zhang long.

With a loud explosion, Yan Chixia was heavily whipped on the shoulder and flew out horizontally.

(End of chapter)