Chapter 473: A Blessing to the Sect (Part 1)

The strange sister with white hair, you must mean Yaoyue, right?

"White hair? Does she wear a hood?"

"No."

"Oh, then I probably know who it is."

White hair is already rare enough, and if it's also strange, then the culprit can likely be identified.

Yaoyue!

It's you!

"Huh? Does Foster Father know her?"

"Mm, a friend. Yaoyue. You might see her later in the Elimination Tournament."

Regarding Yaoyue's identity, Ren Yidao didn't explain much; nothing was set in stone yet, so it wasn't good to jump to conclusions.

Furthermore, these two Junior Sisters who had only recently joined the sect had little attachment to their master and didn't even know much about the deeds of Luoyue Shangren, so there was no need to tell them now and cause them needless worry.

"You said she is a strange sister? Yaoyue... did she do anything strange to you?"

Because of Li Fengyao's unexpected fierce attack earlier, Ren Yidao was now a little bit panicked, worried that Yaoyue might have caused some kind of trouble where he couldn't see.

But fortunately, after hearing this, the two Junior Sisters just looked at each other and shook their heads, with no unpleasant expressions on their faces.

"No, she didn't really do anything to us, it's just that the way she looked at us was very strange, and then she said some weird things."

However, there was one thing Li Lingling didn't say out loud.

Through her Qi Gazing Technique, she had seen an extremely complex fate on Yaoyue.

It seemed like one person, but at certain moments, it looked like three people... she must have seen it wrong.

And most importantly, that fate had a very subtle connection to the two of them.

This strange sister was related to them, and she had absolutely no malice.

Very strange, but a good person.

Li Lingling even mimicked Yaoyue's voice and let out a weird chuckle.

"Hehe! Do you want to come be children of our family? Sister is not a bad person, oh! You are so cute... something like that, that's all."

Ren Yidao:?

How is this a strange sister.

This is clearly a strange uncle, damn it!

Yaoyue, what are you trying to do to my children!!?

Damn it, there's a pervert!

They are still just children!

Ren Yidao sniffled, let go of the two Junior Sisters, looked them up and down carefully, and only after confirming that they hadn't been molested by a pervert did he let out a long sigh of relief.

It's a good thing this pervert didn't succeed.

He raised his hand and pressed it onto the heads of the two Junior Sisters, who were feeling a bit shy from being stared at, and said earnestly:

"The world is going downhill these days, and there are very, very bad people outside. Good people as kind as your Senior Brother are truly rare now."

"Junior Sisters, don't talk to strangers in the future. They are all bad people, understand?"

Senior Brother understands them too well.

They are all big bad guys who covet your delicate bodies.

Don't ask Senior Brother why he knows so much; Senior Brother just understands.

"Listen to me! Let me tell you, their tricks are all like this..."

"Disguising themselves as poor people who have no money to go home, asking you to give them some travel expenses..."

"Holding an urn and waiting by the carriage, then intentionally falling over as soon as the carriage moves, claiming they were hit..."

"..."

Listening to the various tales of the pugilistic world recounted by Ren Yidao, Yu Yu and Li Lingling were both a bit bewildered, their little mouths slightly agape, forming two small circles.

So, are the tricks in the pugilistic world really this deep?

"... Oh!"

"Wow—"

Seeing Ren Yidao muttering away as he popularized common knowledge of the pugilistic world for them, the two, who were a bit dazed, secretly glanced at each other, and then both couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Pfft, hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

They were almost at the point of having a tacit understanding, and the two easily saw the meaning in each other's eyes.

So Senior Brother gets panicked too.

He is worried about us!

Hearing the two girls giggling, Ren Yidao felt he was losing face and poked their little foreheads with some annoyance.

"Hey! Are you two listening carefully? Don't space out! The things Senior Brother is telling you are experiences summarized by our predecessors with blood and tears! They are very precious!"

And as he got angry, the two little ones laughed even more happily; they didn't even bother to hide it, clutching their stomachs and laughing out loud until tears came out.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Senior Brother, don't, don't make me laugh! Hahahaha!"

"Hey! If you laugh again, I'll be angry! You... hehe."

Ren Yidao had originally wanted to regain his face as a Senior Brother and shouted symbolically a couple of times, but seeing them laughing so happily, the corners of his own mouth couldn't help but lift.

In the end, the three of them simply laughed together.

They didn't know what they were laughing at, but they were just very happy.

The laughter of the three spread throughout the Divine Path Sect's encampment, and the gazes of the other disciples turned toward this spot.

At first, they were somewhat puzzled, not knowing what madness these three were up to, but soon they too were infected by this hearty laughter; the terrible mood from being forced to participate in the Elimination Tournament vanished, and they could not help but laugh along as well.

"Haha, seriously, what on earth are they laughing at!"

"Exactly! Why are you laughing too? Haha!"

"You have the nerve to talk about me? Aren't you laughing too? Hahaha..."

They frolicked, laughing in groups of two or three, and began to walk away with their arms around each other's shoulders.

The Divine Path Sect is introverted; it is restrained.

Although this reserve is mostly directed at outsiders, they truly had not laughed so heartily in a very long time.

In their hearts, there was a feeling that being ordered to participate in this competition did not seem to be an entirely bad thing.

And among this group of disciples, there was a figure who appeared slightly silent and reserved, who at this moment could not help but reveal a smile.

But when the young man realized he was smiling, he pursed his lips again.

He did not have this qualification.

He was a sinner.

He should not appear in such a joyful scene.

But just as he prepared to leave, he suddenly noticed a gaze.

!!!

That youth, whose arms were being tugged by two young girls, was quietly looking over at this moment.

That gaze crossed the crowd and landed on his face.

That line of sight was silent, but as it landed in his heart, it stirred up a thunderous roar.

The young man instinctively felt fear and could not help but want to take a step back.

But after his foot was lifted, it slowly yet firmly landed back in its original place.

"..."

He kept his mouth tightly shut, doing his utmost to suppress the trembling of his body, bowed slightly toward the youth, and lowered his head.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The young man could not hear the sounds of the outside world, could not feel the smiles of others, and could only hear his own intensifying heartbeat in his ears.

Thump-thump!

Thump-thump-thump-thump!!!

And just as he was almost on the verge of despair and collapse, a gentle voice sounded in his ear:

"Hehe, don't be afraid, it has all passed."

That voice was like a light tearing through the silent darkness, letting the clamor of the outside world rush back into his world.

In an instant, the trembling of the young man's body stopped, and the unease in his heart dissipated with a boom.

"Remembered everything?"

He pursed his lips, nodded slowly, and made a faint sound.

"... Mm."

"Know you were wrong?"

"Mm."

"Hehe, that's fine then."

After asking these things with a light laugh, the youth's gaze shifted away and did not look at him again.

The pressure on his body faded, but the young man remained where he was, feeling as if a lifetime had passed.

He... forgave me?

Just let me off like this?

"Zong Rui!"

Just as the young man was lost in confusion, the disciples frolicking in the distance decided to draw lots to form groups and, discovering him standing there blankly, shouted loudly:

"What are you waiting for? Come join us!"

"Oh, oh, okay!"

The young man turned his head, raised his hand to quietly wipe away the tears at the corners of his eyes, and ran smiling toward the disciples who were calling him.

"Coming, coming!"

His name is Zhang Zongrui.

He is a disciple of Lieyang Peak.

He... has already remembered the past.

Zhang Zongrui remembers how that youth shattered his spirit time and time again, and how he stitched it back together time and time again.

He knows he was once a traitor who was bewitched by others and nearly betrayed the sect.

He is a lucky person who had already died once, but gained a second rebirth under mercy.

Once, he lived for himself.

This time, he will live for the sect.

Striving to become the auspicious sign of the sect.