Chapter 191: Tian Zeyan is dead?!

"No one dares to ostracize me, and from now on, no one will dare to ostracize you either. Come with me."

Jiang Xun grabbed Gufang Ninglin's wrist and flew off without a word of explanation.

Along the way, he ignored Gufang Ninglin's resistance and brought her to the Dizi Dengjishi.

"Oh, isn't this Senior Brother Tian? What brings you here?"

Yun Qing stood up immediately upon seeing Jiang Xun.

It wasn't just Yun Qing; the other disciples also stood up one after another to show their respect.

"Why are you calling me Senior Brother?" Jiang Xun asked, puzzled by the remark.

"You are now Dao Master He's Personal Disciple, so your seniority is naturally higher than ours," Yun Qing said, coming to Jiang Xun's side and whispering in his ear, "Besides, our Highness said that if you ever need help in the future, I should do my best to cooperate."

"Your Highness?" Jiang Xun was slightly stunned, then realized who it was: "Yun Ruling?"

"Exactly, exactly." Yun Qing nodded.

"Can you get me a Xuan-Rank Room?" Jiang Xun asked.

"Yes, no problem." Yun Qing nodded repeatedly, then asked with confusion, "I heard you were living with Dao Master He? Why do you need a room?"

"For her to live in." Jiang Xun looked at Gufang Ninglin behind him.

He had already let go of Gufang Ninglin's wrist when he entered, but Gufang Ninglin did not choose to leave at the first opportunity, so as not to make Jiang Xun lose face in front of these people.

Hearing this, everyone looked at Gufang Ninglin; the confusion in their eyes and their furrowed brows betrayed their disdain and disgust.

"Senior Brother Tian, I think you should..."

"Can you handle it or not?" Jiang Xun interrupted Yun Qing.

"I can, I can certainly handle it." Seeing this, Yun Qing nodded hurriedly, then registered Gufang Ninglin's name in the ledger and looked up at Jiang Xun: "It's the same Xuan-Rank Room 10 you used to live in; her disciple Token can now open that door."

He then quickly stepped to Jiang Xun's side and whispered, "You can open it too."

"Write it down." Jiang Xun reached out and patted his shoulder heavily: "Charge the monthly room Spirit Stones to my account, and the Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure in the room must be sufficient. Don't go looking for trouble for yourself."

"Rest assured, rest assured, Senior Brother Tian, rest assured." Yun Qing nodded repeatedly.

"Let's go." Jiang Xun then pulled Gufang Ninglin along and left the registration room.

"Now that the room is all set up, if you refuse again, I'll have nowhere to put my face," Jiang Xun said after they stepped outside.

"It will harm you..." Gufang Ninglin stood frozen in place for a long time, her body trembling slightly, until she finally couldn't hold it in anymore; bean-sized tears streamed down her face as she squatted on the ground, her voice trembling: "If you do this, I will harm you."

"It's truly heartbreaking to watch, sigh."

Si Yuyan sighed when she saw this scene; she knew that Gufang Ninglin had completely broken down.

"I don't have a substantial status; being here, I can't help her much."

Jiang Xun nodded slightly in response.

"If you have time, go take a look at the Gufang Dynasty?"

Si Yuyan said.

"I'll go take a look after I've secured the Lingerie-Sect."

Jiang Xun nodded.

If the Lingerie-Sect couldn't be secured, he would barely be able to protect himself, let alone have the spare time to worry about Gufang Ninglin.

Gufang Ninglin, who was squatting on the ground crying, also attracted the gazes of those around them. Jiang Xun looked at them one by one, and knowing that this was the Tenth Prince of the Tianyu Dynasty, they didn't want to look for trouble for themselves and left one after another.

There were a few who weren't afraid of trouble watching the spectacle from the upper floors.

But they didn't speak up.

Jiang Xun let Gufang Ninglin vent for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, then picked her up and brought her to Xuan-Rank Room 10, opened the door, and entered the room with her.

"You will live here from now on. I will find a way to help you with the matters of the Gufang Dynasty." Jiang Xun placed Gufang Ninglin on the bed, then squatted beside her and said.

"The Gufang Dynasty is like the mud in front of my cave entrance; it will only make you sink deeper and deeper, unable to extricate yourself. You shouldn't wade into that muddy water." Gufang Ninglin shook her head with red-rimmed eyes, her eyes swollen from crying.

"Don't worry, I will only do what is within my power. If I can't handle it, I will leave immediately."

Jiang Xun reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of Gufang Ninglin's eyes and said.

"Rest easy living here. If anyone dares to trouble you, come and tell me."

Jiang Xun then stood up and turned to leave the room.

Gufang Ninglin hurriedly got up and ran behind Jiang Xun, grabbing him and pressing tightly against him: "Thank you." She then laughed at herself: "A bed is indeed much more comfortable than stone."

"Get some rest early. There is a bathroom over there; you can take a comfortable bath."

Jiang Xun turned around, ruffled Gufang Ninglin's hair, and then left the room.

If Gufang Ninglin were a woman of the Lingerie-Sect, she would have kept Jiang Xun to stay the night regardless, but they were, after all, disciples of a righteous sect; even if people from the Western Regions were open-minded, they weren't open to that extent.

Jiang Xun did not know that after he left, Gufang Ninglin squatted on the ground again, burying her head and sobbing softly. She had been on Tianwai Island for ten years and had never slept in a bed; the tiny mountain cave was her home.

Her clothes were disciple robes she had dyed herself, and she bathed by finding a small stream when no one was around. Fortunately, at the Nascent Soul Stage, one didn't need to eat, which saved her quite a bit of money.

Now, being treated like this by Jiang Xun, she felt both inferior and happy.

Jiang Xun returned to He Luyun's place, to his own room.

Xiao Qing saw Jiang Xun return and hurriedly opened the door: "Does the Young Master want tea?"

"You don't need to worry about me, go back to my master's side."

Jiang Xun shook his head and walked back into his room.

"Yes." Xiao Qing nodded and turned to leave without hesitation.

She had one trait: being obedient was the right thing to do.

Jiang Xun then closed the door, locked it, and activated the Soundproof Barrier.

It wasn't to call Jiang Yan out; if a Venerable of the Integration Realm suddenly appeared in this place, He Luyun would certainly be able to detect it.

He simply sat cross-legged in the room alone and practiced the mental cultivation method of Heavenly Light Freedom.

Until the next morning.

Jiang Xun left the house and came to the garden at the front gate of the residence to practice his sword techniques.

The sword he used this time was still the Liu Hong Sword.

After all, He Luyun already knew this was a Saint Grade weapon, so it would not be appropriate to switch to another sword at this time; he would just treat the Liu Hong Sword as Tian Zeyan's personal sword.

Nothing happened over the next few days; apart from practicing his sword, Jiang Xun did nothing else every day, and five days passed very quickly.

It was not until the morning of the sixth day that Cang Xingyan ran hurriedly toward Jiang Xun, who was practicing his sword.

"What is the matter, Senior Brother? Why are you in such a rush?" Seeing this, Jiang Xun sheathed his sword and asked.

Cang Xingyan looked grave, leaned close to Jiang Xun, and whispered, "Tian Zeyan is dead."

"What!? The Top Ranking Challenge is only seven days away, don't tease me!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xun's scalp went numb in an instant, and his whole body bristled; you jerk, you could have died a few days later!