Chapter 18 (II): Bao Pu1
The complexions of the Bao Pu Sect disciples became ashen as they waited for He Lai to make a decision.
However, Luo MingChuan didn’t give them a chance to speak up.
“This scuffle in the gorge is a small matter, but if it spreads outside, my Cang Ya Mountain will unavoidably incur enmity for using our power to bully others. My sect has always upheld righteousness. This kind of bad reputation, we simply cannot bear it!”
He withdrew to one side before assuming a position that made it obvious he was making way for them. “May everyone please pass first!”
Yin BiYue was already unable to pull out his sword.
If one unraveled Duan ChongXuan’s flowery, twisting words, one would find that it implied, ‘you’re ugly, so you can pass first’.
On the other hand, Luo MingChuan’s words blatantly meant, ‘you’re weak, so you can pass first’.
Xi Hua Peak’s diplomatic representative plus Cang Ya Mountain’s diplomatic representative——how did these two guys with MAX verbal ability manage to gather together in one group?!
For the first time, Yin BiYue profoundly understood the saying, ‘mouthing off was justice’.
Since things had already reached this point, if Bao Pu Sect still did not pass, then it would make them look somewhat pretentious.
Because……they had already made way for them ah! No matter what Bao Pu Sect said or did now, it would all look unreasonable!
He Lai cupped his hands in a salute. He said, “I’m sure we will meet again,” before he turned around and led the Bao Pu Sect disciples away.
After the Bao Pu Sect group walked off into the distance, Luo MingChuan once again took his position at the front before making his way forward.
Yin BiYue and Duan ChongXuan chatted as they walked beside each other. Confused, Yin BiYue asked, “Did Master really say something like that?”
Boldly and self-confidently, Duan ChongXuan said, “I’ve only met Master’s portrait! Who knows if that elder had said something like this before!”
Once again, Yin BiYue found himself completely speechless.
To dare making up the Sword Saint’s words, if this guy had been born in the Northern Imperial City……
He would definitely dare to even fabricate an Imperial edict! Sooner or later, someone would have barged into his home to investigate him!
As one moved up the trail between the mountain peaks, the boughs of the trees provided shelter from the sun.
A disciple wearing a light blue robe asked with unwillingness in his tone, “Martial Uncle He, are we going to let this matter just pass like this?”
When He Lai, who had remained silent till then, heard his words, a pleased smile appeared on his face. “Nowadays, Cang Ya Mountain has actually weakened to the point they can only flaunt the speed of their tongues. What is there to fear?”
The moment he said this, there were immediately others who agreed. “That’s right! Moreover, during this Flower Picking Festival, Martial Uncle will naturally teach them a lesson!”
Another person asked, “That person who covered half their face with a hooded black cloak, is he truly a disciple of Xi Hua Peak? Why doesn’t he look like a good person?”
The first disciple who had gotten into a dispute with Luo MingChuan replied, “Heh, at first, I didn’t believe the three of them were from Cang Ya Mountain. However, the moment that person spoke up, I knew it was true! Half a month ago, our spy hidden in Cang Ya sent back some news. Someone from Xi Hua Peak encountered an accident while cultivating, and all of their hair turned white overnight! It can be assumed it was precisely that secretive guy who kept himself covered!”
Expressions of understanding appeared on everyone else’s faces. Another person said, “If that’s the case, he couldn’t have avoided major damage to his cultivation. I truly don’t know what he’s doing at the Flower Picking Festival!”
Wittily and cheerfully, the Bao Pu Sect disciples joked together, as they walked onwards in glowing spirits.
Duan ChongXuan wasn’t someone who liked flaunting the quickness of his tongue. It was just that he hated suffering losses and being at a disadvantage.
Ever since he was a child, the environment he grew up in had taught him: regardless of whether it was talking or if it was making a move, there was never a reason to let himself suffer a loss.
Luo MingChuan was also not fond of settling disputes with a debate. However, he believed that if something could be solved by using one’s mouth, it was unnecessary to use one’s sword.
And even if he was simply just using his words, he mustn’t allow others to humiliate them.
They insisted on following their own principles, and didn’t care what it would look like in the eyes of others.
Yin BiYue thought that he probably wouldn’t have a chance to draw his sword before the Flower Picking Festival started.
However, he still didn’t understand a few things. “Just now, that person called He Lai, is he very famous?”
Duan ChongXuan stared at him in astonishment, before immediately laughing until his eyebrows rose and his lungs ran out of air. “Fourth senior-apprentice brother ah! You should have asked question in front of him! It would absolutely anger him to the point he’d vomit up enough blood to turn his entire robe red!”
Yin BiYue truly didn’t know. Even though he had gone through all the ancient books and records at the Lan Yuan Academy and knew the origins and history of every Sect like the back of his hand, he wasn’t clear on what geniuses had appeared in the last hundred years or so.
He only knew the Qing Lu Jian Sect had a ‘Wind and Rain Sword’ ace, because they were truly too famous.
Duan ChongXuan proceeded to ask, “Do you know of ‘Bao Pu’s Seven Viscounts’?”
Yin BiYue looked pensive before thoughtfully saying, “I seem to have heard about them before. Is there one named Lin YuanGui?”
Duan ChongXuan felt that the other six Viscounts could all stain their robes red as well.
However, he still patiently helped his family’s senior-apprentice brother dispel his doubts. “The He Lai from before is precisely the fifth member of ‘Bao Pu’s Seven Viscounts’.”
Yin BiYue suddenly saw the light.
However, if the one ranked fifth was already like this, what would the ones ranked below him be like?
Duan ChongXuan continued on to say, “In regards to the Bao Pu’s Seven Viscounts, four of them are spiritual cultivators while three of them are martial cultivators. The one ranked first, Lin YuanGui, can be comparable to our eldest senior-apprentice brother at Cang Ya Mountain. The other six also possess unusual spiritual veins that will no doubt enable them to stand out amongst thousands and possibly become legends……But sometimes, I think Bao Pu Sect is just trying to attract more people into their Sect, to allow the other six to be equally as famous as Lin YuanGui.”
The moment the chatterbox started speaking, he wouldn’t be able to stop. “Say, what kind of logic do you think they’re working with? More people means victory?! At Cang Ya, if I picked thirty-six heavenly stars2 and seventy-two earth movers who could shake mountains, which amounts to a hundred and eight heroes in total, would I be able to crush the entire cultivation world?! If I was Lin YuanGui and everyone kept putting me together with the other six, I would have long washed my hands of Bao Pu Sect, before leaving the mountain and betraying them!”
Yin BiYue thought, toward Bao Pu Sect……Just how much hatred did the chatterbox have for them ah?!
After thinking about it for a bit, he understood. From the very beginning, this Bao Pu Sect that had been second eldest for ten thousand years have always acted peculiar when it came to Cang Ya Mountain. Most importantly, it was said that the Sword Saint’s relationship with Bao Pu Sect was very bad.
The Sword Saint. Once again, it was about the Sword Saint.
Whenever Yin BiYue thought about this conveniently and cheaply obtained Master, his heart would always feel quite entangled.
He didn’t know why the Sword Saint, who had been out wandering for many years, would send a message to eldest senior-apprentice brother and make him accept a disciple on his behalf. Accept Yin BiYue himself, to Xi Hua Peak.
But, as he glanced at Duan ChongXuan, who was still immersed in roasting Bao Pu Sect……
No, he completely didn’t understand what the Sword Saint’s standards were when it came to accepting disciples!
After mentioning the Sword Saint, he was reminded of the Academy Director. It had been said that the two were the best of friends.
The Academy had that many talented children, so why would the Academy Director pick him to assist him in his affairs?
Could it be……the mutual attraction between the villains from the evil faction?
Tsk. The behaviour of important characters always made others feel baffled.
Yin BiYue thought, if he needed a resume, it would definitely be written like this:
My name is Yin BiYue.
I am a villain.
I like cultivating, I like practicing my swordsmanship, I like pondering over things, etc.
I am a man who will become an Ultimate Villain Boss.
You can insult me, but you cannot insult my life’s dream goal.
You can doubt me, but you cannot doubt my professional accomplishments.
The protagonist has his golden finger. Wherever he wants to go, the entire world would make way for him.
I have the Fiend’s Villainous Halo. Block gods, slaughter gods. Block Buddha, slaughter Buddha.
I am Yin BiYue. I help myself bring salt.
Pah, it’s truly salty3!
- 抱朴: (bào pǔ) means to cherish simplicity.
- lit. Big Dipper stars, in Chinese myth, 36 stars each represent a different god/goddess.
- 带盐 (dài yán) means ‘bring salt’ and is a homophone for 代言 (spokesperson) so slangwise, “bringing salt” means ‘being a spokesperson for myself”. In this case, Yin BiYue finds it salty because it feels like he is boasting about himself.