Chapter 109: Winning So Hard, Jiu Jiu Doesn't Even Know How She Could Lose!

【In the past, you once believed that it was the Shushan tradition that attracted the longing and yearning of countless disciples.】

【However, you forgot that there was originally no Shushan in this world; it was your arrival that brought the Shushan tradition into existence.】

【This is your own tradition, a sect established by your standards; your disciples do not bring glory to Shushan, but rather, they are glorious because of you.】

【You think too highly of Shushan, and you underestimate yourself too much.】

【You must understand: the ambition of this Shushan was set by you, the intent of this Shushan was conceived by you, the Dao of this Shushan is practiced by you, and the faith of this Shushan was bestowed by you.】

【Without you, there would actually be no such Shushan.】

【The days of fine clothes and spirited horses were all achieved by your own efforts.】

【In the third month of the second year of Shanghe in Northern Wei, you casually built a Daoist temple and named it Shushan, because you had realized that wherever you are, that is Shushan; it is a spirit, not a territory, nor is it purely a sect or tradition.】

This was the third year of Gu Jiangming's Reincarnation, and he exhaled a breath of stale air.

The mountain behind him was called Sanqing Mountain; it was just a mountain he had found at random, and one could not even really call it a mountain—it was neither that towering nor that magnificent.

Hearing Zhang Chengfeng's slightly teasing remarks, Wang Shengxuan was not annoyed, but instead asked honestly: "Master, when can this disciple descend the mountain?"

The reason for the teasing directed at Wang Shengxuan was, naturally, that his exaggerated hard-body cultivation had reached an inhuman level.

Outside this simple and crude Daoist temple.

The person speaking was none other than the third disciple Gu Jiangming had taken in, surnamed Zhang, given name Chengfeng; he was a scholar by background, but with no hope for an official career, he could also be called a down-and-out scholar.

At this moment, Gu Jiangming realized the meaning of—【A mountain need not be high; it is famous if there is an immortal. A river need not be deep; it is spiritual if there is a dragon.】

Even in front of a burly man covered in bulging flesh, Wang Shengxuan's lean, solid muscles were not something to be trifled with.

However, although his words were not always pleasant to hear, his character was quite standard; he could not be called a saint, but he was no villain either.

For instance, Xu Qingyun was not interested in techniques like the Shushan Sword Control Technique; one must know that these few moves and stances were crafted by Gu Jiangming during his long seclusion in the 【Reincarnation Simulation】 specifically for the Shushan Disciples.

Now, Gu Jiangming pursued an intent that went from the inside out, a quality that truly existed.

He had taken him as a disciple because he had been a disciple of Shushan in the 【Reincarnation Simulation】.

Gu Jiangming set aside his leisurely mood; he did not know why Xu Qingyun was obsessed with such a fierce and imposing cultivation method.

Every punch he threw carried a roar like a sonic boom; his powerful physique, unlike that of an ordinary person, made the big man look exceptionally ferocious.

At the time, Gu Jiangming had stormed into Shangjiang City; although he had eliminated the primary culprits at the banquet, the Jiangnan Five Sects had deep foundations, and many disciples had quietly retreated upon seeing the situation, avoiding further disaster.

But the current Xu Qingyun already showed shadows of his future self; he spoke with great maturity, perhaps because children of poor families grow up early, and he seemed to dislike those flashy moves, focusing more on practical efficacy.

This realization was what truly benefited him greatly.

"Qingyun, do you also want to become a rough man like Senior Brother Wang?"

A big man was breathing heavily, throwing out punches and stances with tiger-like vigor; he had his upper body exposed, revealing terrifying, vein-popping muscles.

"Master—Master—" a childish voice rang out, "When can you teach me the skills that Senior Brother Wang has learned?"

Gu Jiangming understood Wang Shengxuan's eagerness for revenge.

Before his true cultivation, this disciple, Wang Shengxuan, had been hunted by the disciples of the Jiangnan Five Sects just for receiving guidance from Gu Jiangming, and unfortunately, it had even implicated the people of his hometown.

In the past, he was obsessed with replicating everything about Shushan, striving to display the face of Shushan to the fullest in this world.

Regarding this matter, Wang Shengxuan's hatred was deep; if he could not eliminate those who had destroyed his hometown back then, he feared he would never be able to dispel the resentment in his heart.

One of the reasons he sought apprenticeship, or even an obsession, was to take revenge for the people of his hometown.

"If you want to descend the mountain, you may do so at any time," Gu Jiangming said without any intention to dissuade him, "but you must think clearly: after you descend, you must be worthy of the name of Shushan."

"You must not bully the weak, you must not slaughter the innocent, and you must not act on impulse. Do you understand?"

Wang Shengxuan revealed an irrepressible smile; he had waited for this day for far too long. Ever since he believed his cultivation had succeeded, he had thought of nothing but settling this blood debt.

"This disciple understands." Wang Shengxuan knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily, "If this disciple causes any major trouble, it has nothing to do with Shushan; you may expel me from the sect at any time. This disciple knows that you, Master, fear trouble the most."

"You are wrong," Gu Jiangming said coldly.

"Where is this disciple wrong?" Wang Shengxuan hesitated; he was trying his best to use his own thoughts and ways to please his master.

"Causing trouble doesn't matter; what matters is not losing face, and not losing substance."

"Your affairs are the affairs of my Shushan. You want to seek revenge, I grant it, but this is a private matter you must handle yourself; I will not interfere."

"But if you suffer hardship or pain out there, and if you die, that is Shushan's business, and even more so, it is my business."

"I will interfere."

Gu Jiangming said calmly: "Whoever does something to you, I will do something to them. I only reason with those who are willing to reason."

"With these people, I don't need to."

Wang Shengxuan felt a warmth in his heart; he knelt on both knees and kowtowed heavily once more. In the past, his gratitude toward his master had been sincere, but now, he had a true sense of belonging to the Shushan sect.

"This disciple will never lose the face of Shushan, nor will I lose your face."

"This time, when I descend the mountain, I will surely make a name for myself."

【On the seventh day of the third month of the second year of Shanghe in Northern Wei, after receiving your permission, Wang Shengxuan entered the world and descended the mountain. He intended to help those suffering in the world in the name of Shushan.】

【He is your current chief disciple; although he is illiterate, he deeply understands the principles of benevolence, righteousness, integrity, and shame. Under your months of teaching before he descended, he possesses the air of a chivalrous hero.】

【You once thought of creating a name for the Seven Heroes of Shushan, but now, you no longer crave such superficial fame.】

【Wang Shengxuan's emergence attracted the attention of the Hundred Schools. Since Shushan's appearance, its successive feats made many speculate that Shushan might have obtained the mysterious cultivation manual "Heavenly Emperor Solitude," which is why Shushan is currently in the limelight.】

【Soon, Wang Shengxuan, who appeared in the public eye, received many covetous gazes.】

Meanwhile.

In a cave on Sanqing Mountain, Jiu Jiu was also closely monitoring Gu Jiangming's every move.

At first, she was indeed very worried that something would happen to Gu Jiangming, but later, after discovering that Long Xi had chosen to stay obediently in Guanzhong because of Gu Jiangming's words, Jiu Jiu suddenly felt a sense of freedom, as if the sea were wide and the sky high for a bird to fly.

Before, while holed up at home in Guanzhong, Jiu Jiu had to watch Long Xi's every move every day.

Now, she, Jiu Jiu, could completely live a life as a couple with Gu Jiangming.

Of course, Jiu Jiu was much more meticulous than Long Xi; she was very clever.

Gu Jiangming speaking to Long Xi like that already proved that he had his own important matters to attend to.

After all, it was he who had Long Xi notify Jiu Jiu.

This actually proved in a roundabout way that Gu Jiangming did not want Jiu Jiu to get involved in these matters.

Jiu Jiu was not stupid; she could see this implication, but she had to shake off Long Xi, that clingy "vixen."

As long as she could not shake off Long Xi, she would have no chance to sneak a taste of the forbidden fruit.

Ptooey—

How could her status as the primary wife be called sneaking a taste? This was stealing a heart!

Moreover, the more Jiu Jiu thought about it, the more she felt she was truly clever.

First, she righteously brought out her set of excuses to deal with Long Xi harshly and gained her freedom to come find Gu Jiangming, and then, through Long Xi's information, she learned of Gu Jiangming's thoughts in advance, avoiding showing herself and quietly preventing things that would put Gu Jiangming in a difficult position from happening.

When the time came, she would wait until Gu Jiangming was in great need of help, and then she, Jiu Jiu, would appear to assist him like a savior.

With this back-and-forth, how could Gu Jiangming not love her to death?

I don't even know what that innocent little white dragon has to fight me with?!

You should learn a thing or two, you poor little white dragon.

Jiu Jiu felt that facing an opponent like Long Xi was truly easy and simple, with not even the slightest bit of pressure to speak of.

She hadn't even spent much effort matching wits with Long Xi, yet she felt that everything was within her grasp.

Even if she were to let Long Xi be a concubine, in the future, it would likely all depend on whether she, Jiu Jiu, was willing to nod her head.

She had won completely.

Jiu Jiu didn't even know how she could possibly lose.

Meanwhile, in Guanzhong.

Liuyu was looking at the tall woman who had suddenly appeared in the house with a trace of confusion.

No.

Who is this?

She hadn't been home for a few years and had been out playing for some time, so how could things have changed so much?

Could it be that I walked into the wrong house?

(End of this chapter)