Jiang Zheliu could not perceive how terrible the aura that Wen Renye was actually giving off.

    He even thought the other was very well-behaved, he even thought that Wen Renye was incredibly easy to get along with. He was completely oblivious to what those righteous sects were seeing before them.

    “Xian, Xianzun……” The female cultivator from before trembled and then swallowed, “Are you really……not being held captive?”

    Jiang Zheliu patiently explained again, the expression on his face was much more relaxed than before. He mistakenly thought it was because he was once too cold, as well as too righteous and taciturn to communicate with people that it often made others afraid.

    But these righteous sect juniors were not afraid of him, instead they were actually obsessed with him. Their heads filled up with obscure and weird thoughts. The respect and admiration was mingled with the charming and gentle stirrings evoked by the Heavenly Spirit Body, simply put it was a toad lusting after the flesh of a swan, the uglier the person, the more lecherous they were1.

    Whilst Jiang Zheliu explained, there was a fierce devil standing next to him, even if some of these people found it hard to believe, they still had to say thank you and take their leave one by one, plus each one of them had to pour out their deep gratitude and admiration for Jiang Zheliu before they left, he listened to these implied words wave after wave, making him feel sleepy.

    Only after the smaller sects had withdrawn from Dan Xin Monastery, did Zen Master Ming Jing of Lan Re Temple step forward, chanting a Buddhist hymn and then handing Jiang Zheliu a fortune stick.

    Ming Jing’s shifu, who was the former abbot of Lan Re Temple, once had a friendship with Jiang Zheliu, but the abbot had passed away during his Heavenly Tribulation, and had died more than three hundred years ago.

    Jiang Zheliu once took care of Ming Jing, and could also be considered as someone who had watched him grow up. He took the fortune stick, and rubbed it between his fingers for a moment, then slowly read out the words on it silently:

    A thousand years in the cold trembling snow, still unwilling to see the luminescent night.

    Forever illuminating and chasing from sunset to daybreak, life’s dream is but a double oath2.

    Before Jiang Zheliu opened his mouth, Ming Jing said: “I calculated this for Qianbei over several days, before I got this answer.”

    He glanced over at Wen Renye by Jiang Zheliu’s side, and then turned back to look at Jiang Zheliu, slightly uneasy, he said: “Qianbei has his own way to interpret the answer, I do not dare to say more, I just hope that Qianbei will take care.”

    Jiang Zheliu fondled with the fortune stick and said, “Thank you for your help. I already have an idea in mind, you can go back now.”

    Zen Master Ming Jing bowed once more, then left Dan Xin Monastery whilst chanting Buddha’s mantra.

    Subsequently, the Elders and other representatives on behalf of the Tianji Pavilion and Ling Xiao Sect also came forward to pay their respects one by one. At this moment the Monastery had completely cleared out, with only Jin Yujie standing not far away silently, the old man standing behind him raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, the Junior Pavilion Lord of the Wushuang Jian Pavilion, who was dressed all in gold came forward apprehensively, he bowed and saluted: “…… Qianbei.”

    His old dad, Jin Changming saw Jiang Zheliu as his great benefactor, since the year that Jiang Zheliu saved Jin Yujie from the river in the Netherworld, so those out of ordinary thoughts that Jin Yujie had in his mind he would absolutely never dare to share with his father. In his father’s eyes, this boy was simply like the youngest son of Jiang Zheliu, creating such a scandal for the other’s reputation was disobedient, and he needed to ask for forgiveness.

    As soon as Jiang Zheliu heard the tone of the other’s voice, he had already guessed what the other was thinking. He let Jin Yujie finish before speaking, “Do you really know that you were wrong?”

    Jin Yujie was like an eggplant hit by the frost3: “Truly, this junior knows that I was wrong.”

    Jiang Zheliu nodded and suddenly said: “Then what did you mean when you said before that you wanted me to relax the requirements?”

    His words were said in such a cold manner that Jin Yujie immediately got goosebumps, and his head was buzzing. Not far away, his old dad, Jin Changming also froze, and then knocked the cane in his hand against the floor with a bang, before immediately going forth to pick up the back of the collar of the little brat.

    “What did you say to Jiang Qianbei?!”

    Jin Changming was originally not going to say anything, to let that little bat show off his sincerity in front of Jiang Xianzun for once but after hearing this, he couldn’t hold back. Jiang Zheliu had watched this little brat grow up, his evil intentions had been clearly revealed, how was it any different from trying to sleep with his adoptive father? It was simply a reckless disregard for human decency.

    “Xianzun has taught you nothing.” Jin Changming was so angry that even some of his beard had fallen out, “I might as well just kill you now, how did I raise such an evil scourge like you! My whole life’s reputation has been completely ruined by you, you little brat!”

    Just when Jin Changming was almost about to hit him, Jiang Zheliu coughed lightly and said indifferently, “So the Pavilion Lord is also here.”

    Jin Changming immediately withdrew his hand, turned to take a closer look at Jiang Zheliu for a while, before turning to Yu Jinnian to make sure that Jiang Zheliu’s eye problem was only a temporary issue. Then held Jiang Zheliu’s hand and said in a complicated mood, “Zheliu, you must not take this brat’s words to heart, you have taught him and have also saved his life, he actually remembers ……”

    “Thank you.”

    Wen Renye dryly received the sword box from the hands of Jin Changming, he closed the wooden box and put it into his storage ring. He inclined his head and said: “I’ve put it away for you, it’s so heavy, if you hold it now your hands will be sore.”

    Jiang Zheliu: “……”

    Take a look, this was the person who said he was fussy, everyone please help be a judge.

    Jin Changming glanced at the Devil Lord next to him, with his old eyes, he could see more clearly than this group of juniors. In his opinion, it was clear that Wen Renye’s attitude towards Jiang Zheliu was very different, at least for the time being, Jiang Xianzun showed no signs of being forced, let alone threatened.

    He turned his gaze and took another look at his untalented son and let out a long sigh, saying: “I am old, but my cultivation realm has not advanced at all, so I have no hope in the immortal path. The people in the Cultivation World either had a compassionate heart, or are too indecisive to kill. Those who are like Zen Master Ming Jing are empty of talent without vision, vile and selfish but wholly unaware of themselves. Those visionaries who can take on great responsibility …… such as you, are indeed rare.”

    Jiang Zheliu said: “There is also you, Pavilion Lord.”

    Jin Changming waved his hand repeatedly: “My Heavenly Tribulation was incomplete, the next time will be the Lightning Tribulation which is when my soul returns to Heaven and Earth. I intend to remain just, but I am powerless to do so.”

    He is not the only one who had good intentions but powerless to action.

    Is that what ……. a physician’s heart should be used for?

    “Ok, ok, you ……” Yu Jinnian said half his phrase and suddenly paused for a moment, he stood up to get a better feel of things, gazing at Jiang Zheliu’s body, and then went over and walked around him, “Eh, your, this body ……”

    He said whilst leaning closer, lowering his head until the tip of his nose was about to touch the other’s shoulder, but then he was coldly pushed away by a large devil’s claw.

    Yu Jinnian did not care, but continued to stare at Jiang Zheliu for a long time, he patted Wen Renye’s shoulder with smugness: “I do not know whether to congratulate you or sympathize with you first …… Heavenly spiritual body and resurrection stone together – This energy is too large, I am a pure-blooded human, but my sense of smell is a little sharper than normal people. I can obviously feel it …… If it were a demon ……”

    When he said this, he remembered that Wen Renye was a pure devil, and his smugness turned into astonishment, saying with great admiration, “I’m surprised you could resist.”

    Wen Renye looked at him blankly, “And if I can’t resist?”

    Yu Jinnian smiled and looked over, capitalising on his identity as a physician, his every word was very ferocious: “Then of course, it’s up to Jiang Qianbei to castrate you.”

    Wen Renye was not angry, but subconsciously turned his gaze to look at Jiang Zheliu. Since putting the resurrection stone on him last night, the scent on the other had indeed become more pronounced. The devil race was a bit better than the demon race. But this scent could be comparable to the temptation of eating something that will lead to immortality, it was a wholesome sweet scent.