Chapter 148: I Want You to Help Me Cultivate! (Two-in-one, seeking monthly votes)

After detoxifying Yang Wusheng, who had been unconscious for half a day, Ren Yidao couldn't help but lament the miserable plight of his old brother.

"It really is a tragedy!"

If this matter were to be settled in retrospect, Li Long would probably want to return the goods.

The life's work of this brother, Yang Wusheng, was to protect the safety of the Princess; this was his current value.

But what was the result?

He, on the other hand, when the Princess encountered danger, was ambushed the moment it started, and his entire strength was left completely unutilized.

He was literally trampled on the head by someone.

And he was trampled in two different senses!

He was truly trampled!

However, that young lady from Wanhua Valley was wearing high-heeled long leather boots, and her outfit was just...

If this were by the standards of a certain circle, being trampled like this shouldn't be considered too much of a loss...

Yang Wusheng might even have to thank her!

If this isn't a tragedy, who else could be called a tragedy?

As the saying goes: "Once you master the literary and martial arts, you sell them to the Emperor's house."

Yang Wusheng's feat of cutting off his "wisdom roots" in his early years to trade for a not-insignificant future was indeed a successful sale of himself into this deep palace.

With Li Long's doting on Li Lingling and Li Yiyi, plus the opinion of Ran Guifei, to be able to become the exclusive guard for their offspring...

Is this Eunuch Yang really that simple?

Furthermore, when Shi Anqi left Chongzhou City, she specifically mentioned Yang Wusheng to Ren Yidao, praising him highly.

Is such a person really that vulnerable?

Not at all.

Yang Wusheng is by no means an ordinary person.

His true strength is also definitely not as simple as it appears on the surface.

However, a master whose true strength is unknown like this has repeatedly capsized in the gutter.

Being scolded by Li Yiyi holding a Golden Token, having his memory erased by Ren Yidao, being ambushed by a female cultivator from Wanhua Valley...

In the end, the comfortable life in the palace was too easy, causing his cultivation to slacken completely.

Skill is perfected through diligence and wasted in play; action is formed through thought and ruined by following the crowd.

This saying is not false in the slightest.

However, pitiful as he may be, Ren Yidao didn't feel much sympathy.

"But how should I put it, brother... you brought this on yourself."

Or rather, he was actually quite amused.

You are very miserable, but what does that have to do with me?

It's not like I was the one who harmed you...

So there is no need to hold oneself to too high a moral standard.

Laugh if you want to laugh!

At most, out of consideration for our previous acquaintance, I just won't mock you to your face or discuss it with others.

"I hope this lesson can wake you up; stop playing chess by yourself all day long."

"A lousy chess player pretending to be a peerless master—you'd be better off practicing your cultivation."

Shaking his head, Ren Yidao thought of the two corpses already taken away by the middle-aged female cultivator and sighed.

"This world is difficult!"

What a pity!

"Truly, beauties have always had thin fates since ancient times..."

Two perfectly good girls, although their hearts were a little bad, how did they turn into fragrant remains in the blink of an eye?

"Who was so ruthless? They're practically not human... oh, I'm indeed not human."

"Well, I won't think about it anymore; those two are probably stone-cold by now."

It's no longer possible to take advantage of the warmth to... grind their bones and scatter the ashes.

"Every grievance has its perpetrator, every debt has its debtor; go find your own sect to take revenge~"

It is not I who is wrong, it is this world!

Li Lingling: "..."

Standing silently to the side, Li Lingling struggled for a long time before finally being unable to help but speak softly:

"Senior Brother, your... actions just now were a bit impulsive."

"Hm?"

Recovering from his sighing state, Ren Yidao turned his head upon hearing this and smiled:

"Junior Sister, why do you say that? Could it be that you are referring to how I treated the Senior Sister from Wanhua Valley just now?"

Li Lingling hesitated for a moment, but still nodded gently.

"Haha."

Ren Yidao laughed, but he did not feel uncomfortable about being misunderstood.

He did what he wanted to do; it was never for the sake of others.

Li Lingling might think this matter started because of her, but in fact, Ren Yidao did it only for himself.

Yes, only for himself.

Ren Yidao never claimed to be perfect; he has many bad habits, and he doesn't really intend to change them.

But "regret" is not one of them.

Living in this world, why look ahead and behind?

What is done, is done!

Why the need for regret?

Wanhua Valley is powerful, and they have likely already set a net in Wentian City.

But should one retreat three steps because of this? Should one actively play the coward?

It is possible, but unnecessary.

A thousand words are useless; I simply do not want to!

Cultivation is about having a clear state of mind.

I follow my own Dao, let them say what they will.

Ren Yidao has always taken full responsibility for his actions and has never thought of escaping anything.

This is true for feelings, true for cultivation, and even more true for how he handles affairs.

It must be said that in terms of maintaining his self and holding firm to his bottom line, Ren Yidao does quite well.

Ren Yidao waved his hand and said with complete indifference:

"Don't worry, Wanhua Valley won't do anything; after all, the request I made was for the sake of their sect's unity!"

Ren Yidao did not take it to heart, nor did he feel there was any danger.

But to the bystander Li Lingling, it was an entirely different matter.

Li Lingling raised her hand to grab her Senior Brother's sleeve, making him face her expression, and said earnestly:

"Don't do this in the future, it's too dangerous."

"You are taking risks!"

Li Lingling was not blaming Ren Yidao for killing that female cultivator, but rather complaining about his hardline attitude when facing that middle-aged female cultivator of the Transformation Realm.

"With my status, no one in Wentian City dares to move against me, nor can anyone move against me."

As a favored Princess, although Li Lingling never used this to be arrogant or unruly.

However, this does not mean she does not understand what it represents.

She is kind, but she is never stupid!

As long as Li Long is in Wentian for a day, as long as she is in this city, no one will be able to touch a hair on her head!

This is the confidence Li Long gave her!

Li Lingling had been silent just now, all because she was worried that she would exacerbate the situation, fearing she would provoke the other party and cause her Senior Brother to fall into a death trap.

"But if you really push her to a dead end, Senior Brother, you will be in danger!"

Even a trapped beast will struggle!

It is true that the middle-aged female cultivator puts the sect first, but one should not provoke those of the Demon path!

If she is pushed to the edge, a huge problem will arise.

But looking at Ren Yidao's still indifferent appearance, although Li Lingling was a little angry, she still patiently persuaded him:

"Even if she leaves this time, there is no guarantee she won't harbor resentment; what if she takes revenge on other fellow disciples later?"

She reasoned with him and appealed to his sense of duty.

You can disregard your own safety, but what about others?

Are you not worried at all?

"Implication?"

In fact, Ren Yidao did not appreciate it.

Or rather, when "implicating others" was mentioned, Ren Yidao immediately became interested.

It was as if he had been injected with adrenaline!

He grabbed Li Lingling's palm and went all out:

"No, no, no, that's nonsense! How can this be considered implication?"

"Junior Sister Li, your awareness is clearly insufficient!"

"The sect always stands with us! We share blessings and face difficulties together!"

Before she could react, Ren Yidao pulled her hand and excitedly began to promote it:

"In the future, if there is such a thing, you must report the sect!"

"Remember this for the future, just say it like this..."

Putting on a proud look, Ren Yidao said loudly:

"My Master is Luoyue Shangren of the Divine Path Sect! My Senior Sister is Jing Yueqin! You must remember this well!"

"Are these two names familiar to you? Why not retreat quickly!"

"My Senior Sister said, regardless of gender, age, height, or weight, anyone who dares to come to Luoyue Peak to provoke us will be beaten up and thrown out!"

"..."

Listening to the series of words that provoked the enemy's spirit, Li Lingling felt a headache.

Senior Brother, are you planning to make the enemy timid?

Or are you planning to make the enemy attack Luoyue Peak directly?

Not wanting to think of her Senior Brother as so despicable, Li Lingling asked, confirming it one last time:

"Uh, Senior Brother, did you say that to make the other party wary?"

Is that so?

It must be.

It must be, right!?

Ren Yidao blinked, overwhelmed by Li Lingling's emotion of not wanting to admit reality, and had no choice but to answer vaguely:

"No, uh, you can interpret it that way if you want, actually it's mainly..."

Mainly driving the tiger to devour the wolf? Or perhaps, making use of waste?

Of the two people Ren Yidao used as mocking shields, one had been missing for many years, and one ran rampant in the Divine Path Sect year-round.

No matter who you are or which mountain you belong to, if you can truly cause them trouble, then you are a hero to humanity!

I'll count it as a great contribution for you!

Huhu gives you a thumbs up!

"In short, next time you encounter such a thing, just do exactly as I taught you."

"Oh, the premise is that you can ensure your own absolute safety, ha! Otherwise, just stay honest and obedient."

Looking at the young girl who was slightly harder to fool than her father, Ren Yidao revealed a kind smile.

Hard to fool?

If it's hard to fool, then spend a bit more time; I'm not in a rush.

Rest assured, young girl, you will eventually be molded into my shape.

Hmm... I mean your thoughts, not anything else.

Probably.

As for the culprit who caused all this, Wanhua Valley... Heh.

"You lot, you won't be able to be arrogant for much longer."

……

……

Feng Palace, underground secret chamber.

"That shameless villain from the Divine Path Sect! He has gone too far!"

Bang!

The middle-aged female cultivator of Wanhua Valley angrily kicked the solid wood round table in front of her, snapping it in two.

The round table was over nine feet wide, with no traces of splicing throughout its body, having been carved directly from a single piece of raw timber.

And judging by the gold-thread-like specks at the fracture, the material of this tree was even more expensive and priceless.

The craftsmanship was rare, and the material selection was even more precious.

If this table were to be sold, it would likely be worth countless times more than what most people earn in a lifetime.

However, this rare treasure had now turned into a pile of waste with a single kick.

Anyone who encountered such a situation would likely find it hard not to be enraged.

Even someone who had been mixed up in the imperial court for many years and possessed deep cunning would likely lose their composure slightly.

But facing all this, Li Fengyao's expression did not change in the slightest.

It remained as warm as a spring breeze; he didn't even look at the table, and even gently advised:

"Senior Uncle, do not be angry; do not let his words disturb your Dao Heart."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged female cultivator's mouth twitched, but she still honestly closed her eyes and began to restrain her Dao Heart.

Unexpectedly, this action actually led her to a discovery.

After spending half a day, she opened her eyes, spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with black blood, and said angrily:

"My Dao Heart was actually damaged by him!"

How could her dignified Earth Realm strength be disturbed by his few words?

It must have been that she hadn't paid attention to a previous hidden injury, and this time he had taken advantage of her vulnerability to launch a sneak attack, forcing her to swear a Dao Oath.

"After this matter is over, I will definitely abduct him to Luozha Mountain and personally refine him into the lowest grade of dregs!"

Taking the tea handed over by Li Fengyao, the female cultivator drank it down like plain water, completely indifferent to the rarity and value of the tea leaves.

Already accustomed to her "ox chewing on a peony" style, Li Fengyao turned his gaze toward the other two regular guests in the secret chamber.

Only, they had already been covered with white cloth.

"Li Fengyao, you are very good. After I return to the sect this time and handle things, I will mention you to the Valley Master."

Seeing that she had been pushed into a dead end by the Divine Path Sect disciple this time and would likely find it hard to leave the valley in the future, she decided to make one last profit.

Too lazy to proceed slowly, she looked at Li Fengyao and spoke straightforwardly:

"Perhaps, your identity as an Outer Sect Disciple can be removed in the future."

The middle-aged female cultivator hadn't known there was such a male disciple before coming to Wentian City; while surprised, she felt mostly disdain.

A man, nothing more than a Cauldron.

Even if he were a prince, he would just be a noble Cauldron.

It only stimulated the desires at the bottom of her heart more.

She had already coveted him before, and now she was too lazy to continue hiding it.

She wanted to eat this tempting pastry before she lost her power!

"That would naturally be excellent. I wonder what Senior Uncle requires?"

"Requires? Heh, I want you to assist me in my cultivation!"

Facing such remarks that amounted to trying to force him into a sexual relationship, Li Fengyao's expression remained unchanged.

Facing her greedy eyes calmly, he suddenly spoke:

"I quite like this table."

"Since you kicked it until it broke, it can only be used to make a coffin."

What?

Li Fengyao spoke lightly; this idea of utilizing waste seemed reasonable, yet the middle-aged female cultivator faintly sensed something ominous.

Why bring up such a trivial matter at a time like this?

Moreover, when had he, the Second Prince, ever been so frugal?

Sure enough, the next second, Li Fengyao gave her the answer.

Li Fengyao did not mind her nervousness at all and smiled:

"Once the coffin is finished, I will give it to you."

Whoosh!

The moment she sensed something was wrong, the middle-aged female cultivator erupted into an attack, her fingers joined like a blade, stabbing toward Li Fengyao's chest.

But her sneak attack failed.

Li Fengyao was faster than her!

His joined palms pierced through the female cultivator's neck, and as he quickly withdrew them, he closed his palms, bringing out a large amount of flesh and blood.

"Cough, cough! You..."

Poison!

There was poison in that tea!!!

Splash...

A large amount of fresh blood gushed out from the female cultivator's neck, splashing onto the two corpses covered by white cloth at Li Fengyao's feet.

It was as if blood-colored flowers were blooming.

Death was howling in her ears!

No, no...

She wanted to struggle, but her raised palm was heavily stepped upon.

Li Fengyao lowered his head, quietly watching the Black Rose on the middle-aged female cultivator's chest gradually wither, and spoke indifferently:

"Because of arrogance, you indulged your disciples in committing crimes and provoked someone who should not have been touched."

"Because of stupidity, you caused the death of the disciple who could have survived."

"And because of greed, you have completely lost your life."

"You abandoned your post, harmed your fellow sect members, and nearly delayed the sect's grand plan... Instead of reflecting on yourself, you actually dared to set your sights on me?"

Pulling a gorgeous silk scarf from his bosom, Li Fengyao wiped the remaining flesh and blood from his fingertips and chuckled:

"You, why would it be a pity to kill you?"

Heh, heh...

Collapsed on the ground, the middle-aged female cultivator was beyond saving, yet she kept staring fixedly at Li Fengyao.

She could not understand why he would take the initiative to attack her?

Why on earth!?

Smiling gently, Li Fengyao threw the blood-stained silk scarf onto the female cultivator's face.

He said:

"Besides... you wanted to use him as a Cauldron? You wanted to refine him into slag?"

He turned and walked away, leaving a scoff echoing in the secret chamber.

"Delusional."

I am writing this chapter in a hotel abroad... I even think my dedication is outrageous. I am returning to the country today, and tomorrow's update hasn't been written yet; time to pull an all-nighter...