1366 The Idiots Are Actually Them
Upon hearing Zhan Wuya’s words, Zhan Jiuxiao felt gratified.
“Wuya, I treat you well because I raised you since you were young. You’re a miniature of me and I know you very well. If the same thing happened to you, I wouldn’t have dealt with you in this way.” He pointed out rationally, “In the end, Pinghui was only one of my many disciples. We didn’t have a deep relationship, so when I killed the fiendish cultivator back then, although I knew that he wasn’t in the wrong, I still couldn’t forgive him.”
“Wuya, I’m not a saint. After discovering the truth behind Pinghui’s death, are you disappointed in me?” Zhan Jiuxiao asked Zhan Wuya again.
This time, Zhan Wuya wasn’t in a hurry to answer.
After he thought about it seriously, he nodded and said sternly, “Senior Brother Pinghui was possessed by a demonic cultivator because of his benign psychic energy. He was the victim. He didn’t know anything about what the fiendish cultivator did after that. You knew all of this, but you still killed him heartlessly. Your actions disappointed me.”
Zhan Wuya looked at Zhan Jiuxiao with a complicated gaze as he lamented, “Mentor, in the past, you were like a god to me. But now, you…” Zhan Wuya deliberated for a moment before saying frankly,” You’re my mentor and a big shot, but you’re also an ordinary person who makes mistakes. ”
When he heard this, Zhan Jiuxiao’s face tensed up. “God…” He shook his head and laughed.” What god? I’m just a commoner. ”
Zhan Jiuxiao stood up and left, leaving Zhan Wuya sitting alone at the table.
The banquet hall, which had been lively just a moment ago, instantly became empty and lonesome.
As Zhan Wuya looked at the table full of leftovers, he thought of his mentor’s words, “I’m not a saint.” He suddenly became heavy-hearted.
That’s right. If his mentor wasn’t a Saint, he couldn’t use the fixed mentality of ‘it’s impossible for my mentor to do such a thing’ to look at things. As Zhan Wuya sat on the round stool, he thought about the details of the Demon Subduing War 170 years ago. Although he couldn’t find anything suspicious, he felt uneasy.
Could it be that he had been brainwashed by Ye Qingyang, so he couldn’t help but suspect his mentor?
“Prime Emperor Jiuxiao was really sincere just now.” Ye Qingyang stood on Sheng Xiao’s left side with the bone sword in his arms as he strolled in the forest with them.
“A peerless powerhouse like him actually put down his pride and took the initiative to apologize to you, a junior. It’s said that Prime Emperor Jiuxiao is an upright person. Now that I’ve seen him today, I feel that he really matches the rumors.” Ye Qingyang rubbed his nose as he muttered, “I’ve been friends with the phantoms for nearly twenty years and have developed a pair of discerning eyes long ago, but I can’t see Prime Emperor Jiuxiao’s true colors.”
Ye Qingyang’s intuition told him that Zhan Jiuxiao wasn’t a good person.
However, no one could find anything wrong with Zhan Jiuxiao’s words and actions.
It was really difficult to suspect him when he took the initiative to confess his mistake.
“Brother Xiao, extend your hand.” Yu Huang suddenly stopped and asked Sheng Xiao to reach out.
Sheng Xiao hesitated for a moment before extending his left hand to Yu Huang.
“Open your palm.” Yu Huang didn’t sound happy when she saw that Sheng Xiao was still clenching his left fist.
Sheng Xiao opened his palm hesitantly. After Ye Qingyang came over and took a look, he saw a few marks on Sheng Xiao’s palm. Although there was no longer any blood flowing out, it was still uncomfortable to see. “You hurt yourself? How immature.” Ye Qingyang cherished his life after dying once, so he despised idiots who hurt themselves.
Yu Huang agreed with Ye Qingyang’s opinion. “It’s indeed childish.”
After Yu Huang took out the ointment, she sprinkled it on the wound on Sheng Xiao’s palm gently and carefully.
After applying the medicine, she took off the silk headband on her head and wrapped the wound on Sheng Xiao’s palm.
A red and black silk headband circled around Sheng Xiao’s palm repeatedly and a bow tied to the back of his hand. After Sheng Xiao turned the back of his hand and looked at it for a moment, he praised, “What a beautiful bow.”
“Whose the one who tied it?” Yu Huang put away the medicine before walking forward.
Sheng Xiao suddenly stopped her. “Do you believe that Prime Emperor Jiuxiao is sincerely repentant?”
Yu Huang suddenly pointed at a straight green bamboo in front of her and said, “Look, there’s a plum blossom on that green bamboo.”
Upon hearing this, Sheng Xiao was stunned. Ye Qingyang sneered and retorted, “What are you talking about? If plum blossoms can bloom on the bamboo, I’ll immediately perform spontaneous combustion.” Ye Qingyang mocked Yu Huang for her lame joke.
Not only was Yu Huang not angry, but she also laughed and said, “Just like how green bamboo doesn’t bloom with plum blossoms, Prime Emperor Jiuxiao will never feel repentant. If you believe his words, you’re stupid.”
Sheng Xiao and Ye Qingyang were speechless.
So they were the idiots.
“I heard that Prime Emperor Jiuxiao and Madam Brulee once fell in love with each other. Their relationship was so deep that they were about to get married, but they still broke up in the end. Do you know why?” Yu Huang suddenly mentioned Madam Brulee and Prime Emperor Jiuxiao’s past.
“Why?” Sheng Xiao and Ye Qingyang didn’t know the truth about their breakup.
“When we were in the inner academy of Cang Lang Academy, Prime Emperor Jiuxiao and Madam Brulee were both famous figures in the school. They were the captain and vice-captain of the elite combat team.” After a pause, Yu Huang said, “Madam Brulee was the captain, and Prime Emperor Jiuxiao was the vice-captain.”
“Oh, but what has this got to do with them breaking up?” Ye Qingyang couldn’t understand.
“Prime Emperor Jiuxiao is a man with a powerful background and is extremely conceited. He admired Madam Brulee’s beauty and also admired her talent and combat strength. They were both students of the inner academy, but he was always outshadowed by a woman. How could the conceited Prime Emperor Jiuxiao not have any complaints?”
“This…” Ye Qingyang thought about it and said, “Isn’t it something to be proud of when your girlfriend is powerful? ”
“Are you proud?” Yu Huang glanced at Sheng Xiao and said, “I’ve always had a goal. I hope that I can defeat Sheng Xiao during the inner academy’s graduation battle.”
Upon hearing this, Sheng Xiao thought of the past. He chuckled and teased Yu Huang. “Why do I remember that you once said that you wanted to defeat me at the Divine Realm Academy?” Sheng Xiao smiled dotingly. “But you haven’t defeated me yet.”
Yu Huang snorted and said disapprovingly, “So what? You awakened your beast form at the age of nine. You’re almost 35 years old, but you’re only at the peak of the late-stage Grand Master realm. I awakened my beast form at the age of 18 and I just turned 27 this year. I only spent nine years to break through to the early-stage Grand Master realm. Do you think it’s just a pipe dream for me to defeat you in the graduation battle of the inner academy?”
