books44 Chapter 1015 Helplessness (5)
Chapter 1015 Helplessness (5)
"Nobody here...?" Han Yi pushed open the courtyard gate and strode in, a strange expression immediately appearing on his face.
The dusty courtyard was littered with withered branches and leaves, and a blurry chessboard was carved on the gray stone table, covered in dust.
It seems that no one has lived here for some time.
"Move? Or..." Han Yi's face slowly darkened.
Han Yuan's wish is to protect his family and his sister, so that they can live peacefully in this world.
If he fails to fulfill Han Yuan's wish.
Therefore, this spiritual power can never be completely integrated.
It can even become an obsession, a persistent entanglement that leads to confusion of the mind and soul, resulting in decline and regression.
"Han Yue..." Han Yi murmured, and the part of Han Yuan's soul fluctuated violently, a mixture of panic, anger and confusion assaulting his mind.
"It seems... things won't go as planned... most likely. But the promise... will be kept..."
Han Yi forcefully suppressed his agitation, his eyes sharpening.
He turned around and slowly walked away.
Everyone is gone.
Stay here.
Then there's no need for that.
It seems I have no choice but to make a trip to the Mind-Body Viewpoint.
According to common sense.
The families of disciples of the Illusionary Water Palace... should all receive special care...
And now...
Everyone is gone.
There wasn't even a notification?
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Taiping Lake.
At the foot of a small, low hill.
At the foot of the mountain, a large number of people had gathered, including wealthy merchants and gentry with their servants, as well as ordinary farmers and merchants, all with anxious and expectant expressions on their faces.
Xin Yi Guan is located on the top of Victoria Peak, surrounded by clouds and mist, giving it a somewhat ethereal feel.
At the mountain gate, several Taoist priests dressed in blue robes were maintaining order and answering questions and offerings from the crowd, but they were clearly unable to satisfy everyone's requests.
"Master, please, I beg you, please give me a talisman to ward off evil! The price is negotiable!"
"My child started having a fever and talking nonsense last night. He must have offended something in the lake!"
"Young Taoist priest, when will the Xinyi Temple be able to send a master to get rid of that water ghost?"
The scene became somewhat noisy and chaotic for a moment.
After finally calming everyone down, another group of people arrived in front of the Taoist temple. They were all young people dressed in fine clothes.
Three men and two women, averaging only eighteen or nineteen years old, each with a long sword or saber hanging from their waist, their long hair neatly tied up like those of江湖客 (jianghu kè kè, wandering swordsmen). But the youthful innocence and liveliness on their faces indicated that this group was just a group of young men and women trying to project a江湖 (jianghu) spirit.
"Oh my, isn't this Young Master Yue? And a few young ladies and gentlemen, you've come along too? Please come in! Please come in!" A quick-witted receptionist's eyes lit up, and he ran forward to greet him.
The concept of "heart and mind" is a symbol of local military power, while some large local families use wealth to set the rules.
These large families mostly control one or more different industries, with deep-rooted connections, numerous members, and extremely extensive reach.
sometimes.
Even the Mind Temple, as the representative of the Illusionary Water Palace stationed in one region, had no choice but to cooperate with these local powerful families.
therefore.
At this point, the young Taoist's enthusiasm... is not surprising.
After all, the main source of food and drink for the Taoist temple comes from these large families.
If we rely on the meager offerings from ordinary people, how can we support a group of practitioners who do not engage in productive activities?
"Mingde, it's been a long time since I've been to your Xinyi Temple. This time, you'd better get me some good talismans. These past few days have been really strange; even my family's caravan has run into trouble!" The young master leading the group had a gentle demeanor, but he couldn't hide the radiance and confidence in his words.
"No problem, no problem. I still have a few talismans left by my master. Come in, come in." Ignoring the angry stares of those around him, the young Taoist priest forcefully led the group into the Taoist temple, cutting in line.
After the group of second-generation rich kids entered the Taoist temple, a little commotion soon broke out, as if someone had gotten into a dispute.
Bang! !
Suddenly, a loud bang came from the Taoist temple.
"Go to hell! You little brat, do you really think I won't beat you up??" A rough, loud voice roared.
Immediately following was a rapid clanging of metal.
"Brother Wei!!" Several young men and women exclaimed in surprise.
Bang!
A figure flew out of the Taoist temple. It tumbled down the street and crashed heavily onto the bluestone square in front of the gate.
Han Yi glanced at the person and realized that it was Wei Yue, the noble young man who had been so composed and radiant just moments before.
Wei Yue held a broken sword in his hand, his handsome face bruised and swollen, looking like he had been badly beaten.
"Damn it! You dare to cut in my line?" A man with a powerful aura poked his head out. He was dressed in a black and red outfit, and his right hand was adorned with a dark gold glove. Just by looking at his attire, you could tell he was not someone to mess with.
"You...you dare hit me?!" Wei Yue staggered to his feet, weakly swinging his broken sword. "Besides my parents, no one has ever dared to hit me in the face!"
"Slap your face?!" the man sneered. "I'll slap your face!"
"Stop!" Several young Taoist priests rushed out from inside, brandishing wooden swords to block the man.
"Who dares to stop me?!" the man roared. "I am Qiu Tao of the Burning Heaven Sect. This kid is going to be chopped off today, one arm and one leg, and I mean it. Anyone who dares to stop me, don't blame me for turning on you and being ruthless!"
He trailed off.
Suddenly, everything around them fell silent.
The Burning Heaven Sect is a major cultivation force in the vicinity, on par with the Illusionary Water Palace.
I offended a spiritual practitioner.
And the other party has a legitimate reason.
No one dared to offer any more advice, not even the Taoist priests of the Xinyi Temple.
They belong to the Mind Temple, not the Illusionary Water Palace. In fact, apart from a handful of people who are formal disciples of the Illusionary Water Palace, the rest of the people in the temple are just ordinary people who only know a little bit of physical fitness skills.
Burning Heaven Sect.
They don't dare to offend either.
As for the onlookers around them, they were secretly pleased. They had been angry but dared not speak out when someone cut in line, but now that they had seen their just desserts, they naturally wouldn't interfere.
"you......"
Wei Yue trembled as he watched the tall man approaching him. He raised his broken sword, gritted his teeth, and thrust it forward.
pity.
Having been kicked away, he was already suffering internal injuries and had lost his strength. His wild, haphazard thrusts were easily dodged by his opponent.
"To deal with an idiot like you..." Qiu Tao sneered and slapped him across the face.
Snapped!
Just for a moment.
moment.
Wei Yue saw stars and spun around like a top.
"elder brother!"
In the crowd, a woman with a face somewhat similar to Wei Yue, but more feminine and petite, cried out in a sobbing voice.
She struggled to break free.
But the men and women who came with Wei Yue held them back desperately.
It's not that Wei Yue is unpopular.
It's because he's usually very popular.
That's why a group of people were desperately trying to stop his sister from going out.
These rich kids are good at everything – gardening, eating, drinking, and having fun – but they really don't have any real skills.
However, the ability to discern pros and cons cannot be faked.
Just like this world.
The gap between cultivators and ordinary people is not as vast as that between traditional immortal cultivators.
However, this offended a spiritual practitioner.
Unless another practitioner steps in to mediate.
Otherwise, if an ordinary person rushes out, the outcome will only be worse.
Chi chi chi!
Wei Yue barely managed to stand up, and as if using some kind of martial arts technique, the broken sword left four afterimages in the air at an incredible speed, and stabbed towards the opponent.
"Ha! Fool!!" Qiu Tao sneered, not even bothering to dodge.
Sonorous!
The broken sword pierced his body, making a piercing sound as if it had struck a hard rock.
A tremendous force of recoil came from the ground.
Wei Yue stumbled, and the broken sword slipped from his hand.
Snapped!
Qiu Tao slapped him again.
clap clap clap!
After several consecutive blows, blood splattered everywhere around the ground.
The top spun even faster.
Wei Yue was clearly restrained by the other party using some kind of method. Even though he had been beaten to the point of near death, his eyes were lifeless, and he was unconscious, he was still able to stand up and spin around in place.
If they keep fighting like this...
It looked like someone was about to die.
By this time, many people around had already quietly left through the door, clearly not wanting to cause trouble.
"Qiu Tao of the Burning Heaven Sect... is acting so arrogantly on the territory of the Illusionary Water Palace..." Someone muttered under their breath, seemingly suppressing their anger and dissatisfaction.
Ultimately, we are all in the same boat, for one prospers and we all suffer.
This is the Illusionary Water Palace.
It's not the Burning Heaven Sect.
Even if they couldn't stand Wei Yue's lifestyle as a second-generation rich kid, seeing him beaten up like this by an outsider still stirred up some mixed feelings in them.
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