Chapter 35: Chapter Thirty-Five: Flood Dragon Lake Village

"What do you mean!" Wei Yuzhu finally let go of Gu Yusheng. Could it be she didn't misjudge at first? This junior sister really likes Gu Yusheng? Do they, senior and junior sisters, want to share a husband? Otherwise, why is she so hostile?

"Shi Ran!" Gu Yusheng's eyes were sharp, his tone threatening: "Say one less word!"

Luo Changfeng, hiding behind Shi Ran, frowned. Junior brother, what's this about? Wei Yuzhu even pointed at their noses and scolded them for being unsophisticated, yet he still lets Shi Ran say less—could his elbows be growing outward?

Shi Ran completely treated Gu Yusheng's words as a fart, not even looking at him: "Literal meaning! It seems Senior Sister Wei needs to improve her cultural studies—she can't even understand such obvious reasoning!"

"You!" This Shi Ran, sitting on the cloud boat provided by her sect, still had her scolded as worthless. Wei Yuzhu stamped her foot, cooing: "Junior Brother Gu, look at her—how arrogant she is, can't you rein her in?"

Gu Yusheng slightly bowed, apologizing: "Senior Sister Wei, don't be angry, she is still young..."

"Sorry, disciplining disciples is my master's responsibility; he's my junior brother and not qualified to manage me!" Shi Ran pulled over Luo Changfeng: "Master isn't here, Senior Brother Luo is in charge, Senior Sister Wei, why don't you stomp your foot at him instead? It'd be more effective than having Junior Brother Gu manage you!"

"Pfft!" Someone in the crowd let out a pig-like laugh. Wei Yuzhu's face flushed red; she wanted to stomp again but stopped awkwardly. She pointed at Shi Ran: "Good! Very good!" Then turned and left, no longer paying attention to Gu Yusheng.

Seeing that even Wei Yuzhu hadn't gained any advantage, Lei Zhigao and the others dispersed, leaving only a slow-reacting disciple lagging behind, standing opposite Luo Changfeng, seemingly still recalling what just happened.

Gu Yusheng stormed off, even his handsome face twisted: "Shi Ran, I don't care how you cause trouble in the sect, but when you're out, can you avoid causing trouble?"

Luo Changfeng thought Gu Yusheng had lost his mind: "Junior brother, Wei Yuzhu just gave you a cup of tea—why are you acting like you drank a love potion?"

Shi Ran, on the contrary, wasn't that angry: Wei Yuzhu will be one of Gu Yusheng's consorts later, and he finds her easy to handle, so of course he helps her—could he possibly help her instead? "Junior Brother Gu, just take care of yourself!"

"How many times have I said this! I am the senior brother!" Gu Yusheng is actually very persistent: "If you keep this up, you won't need to come for such training opportunities anymore!"

"Huh? Huh huh huh?" Luo Changfeng stepped forward, chest out: "Junior brother, I'm still here! It's not your turn to call the shots!"

At that moment, a disciple from the Heavenly Gap Sect who had fallen behind finally reacted, rudely addressing Shi Ran and Luo Changfeng: "Senior Brother Luo, Senior Sister Shi, the earlier incident was my senior brother's fault—he's recently hit a bottleneck, can't breakthrough, so he's been upset. I'm truly sorry; I apologize on his behalf."

The Heavenly Gap Sect actually has someone so reasonable? Luo Changfeng and Shi Ran returned the salute, and Shi Ran said: "I was also in the wrong just now, senior brother, don't hold it against me!"

He smiled, open and easygoing, his ordinary face showing rare kindness and tolerance: "No, no, no, junior sister, you're not at fault—it's just repaying someone with their own methods."

He turned to Gu Yusheng: "This junior brother shouldn't blindly accuse without knowing right from wrong; without knowing the full picture, how can he judge right and wrong? That would be unfair."

Being criticized by his own sect's senior brother in front of the other sect's senior brother, Gu Yusheng couldn't save face, so he silently bowed: "There's an obstruction in the wind, senior brothers, I'll go back to my room to rest."

As he passed Shi Ran, after thinking he still whispered: "Do as you please!"

Shi Ran rolled her eyes, too lazy to bother with him!

After Gu Yusheng left, Shi Ran then looked at the Heavenly Gap Sect's slow-reacting senior brother—there aren't many who can drive the male lead away in a whole novel, this person is also a talent: "May I ask your esteemed name, senior brother?"

"..... I am He Bi!"

"Huh?" Shi Ran was confused: "Is it inconvenient to reveal your name, senior brother?"

"Ah no no no!" The slow-reacting senior brother waved his hands: "My surname is He, given name Bi—He Bi is my name!"

Well, what a peculiar name; Shi Ran was certain this character didn't exist in the original text—perhaps he's not worth mentioning.

Flood Dragon Lake Village lies at the border between the human realm and the demon realm; demonic beasts run rampant here, the terrain is treacherous, and the cloud boat traveled a day and night before reaching the village's entrance.

The cloud boat couldn't go down, so several disciples had to descend on their swords; Shi Ran dawdled at the rear and happened to run into the leisurely He Bi.

"Senior Brother He!" Shi Ran greeted him, reminding: "Senior Brother He, could you hurry up? Early-rising cultivators get snatched by demons!"

He Bi wasn't the slightest bit rushed: "No rush! Although there are many demonic beasts here, encounters depend on affinity—not every kind of demon can be met."

...... Eh, is it saying that both more and less depend on fate? Could it be that fate is also something we strive for?

He Bi halted his sword flight in midair: "Junior Sister Shi, aren't you coming?"

"Come on, come on, come on!" Shi Ran sighed, standing on the Ice Stream sword; since she once stabbed her master with it, she can't even look at the sword now, feeling that just holding it makes her heart tremble.

"Junior Sister Shi, this sword is truly beautiful!" He Bi praised: "It suits you quite well!"

Shi Ran smiled. Of course it's beautiful—this sword was taken by the original owner after expending the strength of nine oxen and two tigers.

Sword flight requires wrapping the blade in spiritual power for balance; Shi Ran isn't very familiar with this, so she wobbles up and down behind He Bi.

He Bi thought Shi Ran was showing off, and, surprised, decided to try flying this way himself—after all, in the contest between the two sects, he couldn't lose face in this regard.

But just as he finished preparing, he saw Shi Ran lunge forward and crash into a tree—then the tree snapped!

She still hadn't changed direction, continuing to crash into the tree....

Until the third tree was snapped, Shi Ran and the Ice Stream sword fell down; only then did He Bi slowly realize: Shi Ran wasn't showing off—she truly couldn't fly on a sword.

The sword‑flight‑incapable Shi Ran lay on the ground, seeing stars as He Bi descended from the sky: "Junior Sister Shi, are you alright?"

Utterly embarrassing! Shi Ran wanted to cry but had no tears—clearly she could stand and shoot arrows in the Reincarnation Barrier, yet now she can't even master the aim for flight! What went wrong?

He Bi cautiously said: "Um, Junior Sister Shi, are you okay? You haven't lost your memory, have you?"

"Let's make a deal, Senior Brother He!" Shi Ran gripped the Ice Stream sword tightly: "Just treat what happened as a dream and forget it."

"This!" He Bi felt awkward, since he never lies: "Junior Sister Shi, elders say, if you're sick you must get treated—someone like you who can't even fly a sword properly should still improve promptly...."

Shi Ran jerked upright, the Ice Stream sword in her hand landing squarely on He Bi's shoulder: "Senior Brother He, if you don't obey me, the Ice Stream sword has no eyes!"

"Help!" Shi Ran held her pose motionless!

"Help! There's a demon!"

He Bi carefully moved the Ice Stream sword aside: "Junior Sister, let's save the person first!"