Chapter 209 Apology

Chapter 209 Apology

Chapter 209 Apology
Tang Jiuzhen had not come to his senses yet. He just stared at Zhou Qinghu on the ground with his eyes open. He saw his men frantically helping him pack his intestines and stuffing them back into his stomach, and stuffing several pills into his mouth. Then he slowly turned his head and looked at Li Wuxiang again in a daze.

Li Wuxiang sneered at him: "Do you want to follow the rules of the Thirty-Six Sects in our affairs, or -"

He raised his chin towards Zhou Qinghu: "——According to my rules of the martial arts world?"

Tang Jiuzhen's eyes were dazed again, and then he stopped being dazed. He turned around and looked around, his face a little dazed, and then his eyes fell on the blood on the ground.

His eyes jumped as if he was stabbed - his brocade robe suddenly swelled up with a bang, as if it was suddenly filled with strong wind. He stretched out his hands, as if he grabbed something that slipped out of his sleeves!

Without waiting for Li Wuxiang to react, Tang Qilang immediately flew over. At this time, Tang Jiuzhen was about to raise his hand, but Tang Qilang grabbed his pulse point. There was a "clang" sound at the intersection of their hands, and a flash of cold metal, but Tang Qilang was asked to hold it down again.

"Third Junior Brother! Stop it!" He shouted at Tang Jiuzhen, then turned to look at Li Wuxiang, "Senior! We have been together on the road, so you asked me to persuade him!"

Li Wuxiang said nothing, but just put his hands on the table and slowly fiddled with the small sword he had released earlier with his fingertips.

Tang Jiuzhen did not speak either. Tang Qilang stood in front of him, but his eyes seemed not to see Tang Qilang - he was looking at his face, but it was as if his sight was passing through it, staring at Li Wuxiang!
He suddenly pulled his hands back, and his body floated three steps away like a fallen leaf, then grabbed his hands again!
With a click, he held the two iron rods in his hands. The two rods were dark gold in color, but there seemed to be countless tiny mechanisms and hidden buckles that were opening and closing, making the things seem alive.

Tang Qilang felt his scalp go numb, and he quickly flew over and grabbed Tang Jiuzhen's pulse point. He gritted his teeth, raised his right knee, and pushed it hard under Tang Jiuzhen's ribs: "Junior brother! Don't seek death!"

The knee hit Tang Jiuzhen's chest and abdomen, causing the energy in his body to dissipate, and he let out a breath.

As soon as he let out this breath, the dazed expression on his face was no longer there, and his eyes suddenly became a little scattered, but he was finally able to focus his gaze on Tang Qillang's face.

When Tang Qilang saw his expression, he quickly loosened his left hand and clasped it behind his back, then took the large square tablet of Mu Tieshan from the sword guard and inserted it next to Tang Jiuzhen with a clang: "Do you recognize this large square tablet? You look down on me, your senior brother, but didn't you say that Mu Tieshan was amazing? This is his sword! He's dead-"

He lowered his voice all of a sudden: "Li Wuxiang took his life with just one move! He is the Sword Sect's Yuanying!"

Tang Jiuzhen was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on the dark sword on the ground again. After a breath, he suddenly shivered, as if he had woken up from a dream, and the two poles in his hands fell to the ground with a clang. He stood there gasping for breath, and his hands trembled slightly.

Tang Qilang hurriedly held one of his hands, and patted him twice on the back with his other hand, then turned to look at Li Wuxiang: "Senior, I must give you an explanation on this matter - when we get to the Great Tribulation Mountain, I will ask the teachers in the sect to come forward... My junior brother... has only been in Taoism for fourteen years, and has only been in the Dan stage for two years. He is actually still a child -"

Li Wuxiang said nothing and looked at Tang Jiuzhen. At this moment, Tang Jiuzhen's eyes immediately avoided him as soon as they touched him, and only stared at the large square tablet stuck in the ground, breathing heavily.

He flicked his finger, and the sword fell back into his sleeve with a buzz: "Okay, I'll give you a favor. Is the room ready?"

Tang Qilang just felt relieved: "Alright, alright!"

Li Wuxiang looked at Zhao Yu and asked, "Have you finished your meal?"

Zhao Yu blinked: "Ah? Ah...Okay, Brother, it's okay."

"Come on, come back to the house with me, I'll take a look at your injuries."

The room Tang Qilang booked was in the back of the Chenxiang Pavilion, an independent small guest house. The waiter led the two into the small courtyard, lit the lights for them, added hot water, prepared towels and brushes for washing, and asked if they needed anything to eat in the evening.

Li Wuxiang looked at Zhao Yu, who quickly shook his head: "No, Brother, I've eaten."

Li Wuxiang looked at the waiter and asked, "Does this food cost money?"

The waiter smiled and said, "This is Yingxian Residence where the Immortal Master is staying. In this residence, you can have whatever you want, and you don't have to spend any money."

Li Wuxiang looked at Zhao Yu again, and Zhao Yu said awkwardly, "It's okay to eat a little more."

After the waiter left, Li Wuxiang asked Zhao Yu to go wash up first, while he waited in the yard.

This small courtyard has a main hall, two side rooms, and a wall. It is actually quite spacious. There is an old pine tree on the west side of the courtyard, with a table and benches underneath. It is almost dark now. The bright moon can be seen in the east, and only a lingering ray of the setting sun in the west. Li Wuxiang sits on a stone bench, listening to the faint sound of water in the side room on the first floor, waiting alone.

After more than ten breaths, there was a knock on the courtyard door, and Tang Qilang's voice came from outside: "Brother, are you resting?"

Li Wuying replied, "No. The door is not locked. You can come in by yourselves."

The door was silently pushed open, and Tang Qilang walked in front, followed by Tang Jiuzhen. Tang Qilang stood down, and Tang Jiuzhen followed suit.

Tang Qilang bowed to Li Wuxiang and said, "Brother, my third junior brother is here to - come on, junior brother, tell me yourself."

Two quarters of an hour ago, Tang Jiuzhen looked dazed, like a frightened child. But now his expression became calm again, as if he had regained his composure. There was no trace of resentment on his face, and a sincere smile appeared on his lips. He sighed first, then bowed and saluted to Li Wuxiang: "Master, the previous incident at Ranshan was caused by my own humiliation. It was really because I was not well-informed and did not know that Ranshan already had a new owner. Please be magnanimous and do not blame me anymore."

Li Wuxiang didn't say anything, so Tang Qilang glanced at the rooms on both sides and gently pushed Tang Jiuzhen.

Tang Jiuzhen let out a breath and pursed his lips. "I didn't know about Senior Sister Yu's affairs before. I thought she was just related to Zhou Qinghu. Zhou Qinghu's wife... is from a distant branch of my clan. I asked him to help me because of this relationship and because I thought he was smart. But now that the truth has been revealed, I know that he is a heartless and despicable person."

"I feel sorry for Senior Sister Yu. I have already abolished these people's cultivation and expelled them from Pingshan City. Zhou Qinghu is still alive. If you still think that he deserves to die, I will leave the city tonight and take his life back."

Li Wuxiang smiled at this time and said, "Will your distant cousins ​​come to cause trouble for you?"

Tang Jiuzhen moved his mouth, as if he was reluctant to speak. But seeing Tang Qilang's look, he reluctantly said, "Replying to the senior... it's not my cousin, but... in fact, she is almost out of the fifth mourning period, but a distant cousin who lost her husband early in life. She is not a cultivator herself, just an old woman who is about to be buried."

Li Wuxiang suddenly recalled the "Hui Niang" mentioned by Zhou Qinghu before. He was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing again: "Zhou Qinghu is not picky about food. Well, since his cultivation has been destroyed by you, there is no need to bother with an ordinary person. Let him fend for himself."

Tang Jiuzhen finally breathed a sigh of relief, stepped back half a step and stood behind Tang Qilang. It was really dark now, with only the candlelight from the house. Tang Jiuzhen stayed in the shadows and stopped talking. Tang Qilang walked up to Li Wuxiang, took out a small package from his arms and placed it on the stone table in front of him: "This is Junior Sister Yu's silk armor, and you asked us to find it back."

He said this and lowered his voice: "Brother, thank you very much."

Li Wuxiang smiled and said, "Okay, let's go. If you wait any longer, the water will get cold."

Tang Qilang smiled at this time: "Okay, then we will set off tomorrow... in the afternoon? We will come to find you then. I will send my third junior brother away tonight, so as not to cause you trouble tomorrow."

Li Wuxiang nodded, and the two walked out of the door. At this time, the sound of water in the wing room was heard again. Not long after, Zhao Yu came out of the wing room with her clothes on and wet hair tied up, and limped to her own room across the street. Li Wuxiang said loudly: "There is a Taoist robe, a wooden hairpin, a pair of shoes, and a sword in your room. They are all treasures. Change your old clothes."

Zhao Yu hurriedly stopped at the door of her room, grabbed his hair with his head turned sideways, and smiled at Li Wuxiang in the dark: "Thank you, Master Brother!"

After she closed the door, Li Wuxiang silently chanted in the darkness: "Zhao Qi!"

Perhaps because what he did last time was very satisfying, Zhao Qi responded quickly: "I'm here! Do you want to invite me to your body?!"

"No, guess who I met?"

"Who?"

"Zhao Yu."

"Ah?" Li Wuxiang felt a surge in his consciousness, as if something on the other side of Lingshan suddenly pushed forward and wanted to come over. But without him speaking, nothing could penetrate that invisible barrier.

Zhao Qi uttered an "ah" and stopped talking. Li Wuxiang asked, "Why, there is no such person in Ranshan?"

"No!" Zhao Qi was silent for a long time before he said, "Yes. I am the eldest senior brother, and she is the eldest senior sister. In fact, she entered the sect earlier than me. When I was picked up on the mountain, she should have been four or five years old... But when Zhao Kui was still around, they used cultivation to rank people, which was a mess. Where are you? Did you meet her?"

"Pingshan City, we are almost at Dajie Mountain."

"Oh...how is she?"

"Her cultivation was ruined, and her body was covered in fire poison burns. But now I have found her and she has just washed up. I have taken her back to Ranshan. Do you think I should use medicine to heal her wounds and ask her to practice again?"

"Destroyed?! Who did this?!"

Li Wuxiang then told Zhao Yu about his encounter in his mind. Zhao Qi listened, still furious: "That Zhou Qinghu is fine, he probably won't survive this serious injury without his cultivation, but what about Tang Jiuzhen?! Li Wuxiang, you are usually so cruel, but now you are not so cruel?!"

Li Wuxiang smiled in his heart and said patiently, "I came to Dajie Mountain to get something. During the day, I also let the people here know that I am not easy to mess with, so they should not bother me when they get there. But Tang Qilang said that Tang Jiuzhen has been in Taoism for fourteen years, and has only been in the Dan stage for two years. Isn't the Dajie Alliance going to select thirty-six people with good qualifications to practice their orthodoxy this time? I guess Tang Jiuzhen will be the candidate of their Tiangong Sect. If I destroy him here, it will be difficult to find things in Dajie Mountain."

"Didn't you kill that guy called what before—"

"Mu Tieshan? He wanted to die righteously. He said what his master said about dealing with the swordsman. No one can say anything about this. But today... Never mind, Zhao Qi, if you really want Tang Jiuzhen to be in trouble, there is still time to come. That man doesn't look like someone who can swallow his anger - I hope he won't do anything stupid in the future."

Zhao Qi was silent for a while, not knowing if he was trying to calm himself down. Then he suddenly said, "So, Zhao Yu and Zhou Qinghu didn't get married? How come Zhou Qinghu never even took off her clothes? I'm just curious, given Junior Sister Zhao's looks, right? This Zhou Qinghu, huh? Don't you think it's weird? Weird and interesting, right?"

"Maybe Zhou Qinghu was practicing the Huai Lu Chapter that Zhao Yu taught him at that time. Since his aptitude was poor and he wanted to build his foundation, he naturally couldn't do anything."

Zhao Qi felt relieved after listening to this: "Yes! That's right! I forgot about this. He needs to build a foundation! Haha, Li Wuxiang, do you remember what I told you when I accepted you as my apprentice? I said that you can't mess around before building a foundation! Haha——"

"Do you care about this?"

Zhao Qi was stunned: "Ah? I'm just curious? I——"

"...You didn't realize that Zhao Yu is actually quite pretty until you went down the mountain to look for Zhao Kui and met a lot of people, did you?"

"Ah? What does it have to do with me? I used to be the eldest senior brother. If I know something happened to my fellow disciples, can't I ask? What do you mean?"

"It's meaningless. I'm the sect master now, can't I ask about the disciples' affairs?" Li Wuxiang smiled in his heart, "So Zhao Yu is a good person?"

"Except that my brain doesn't seem to be working very well, everything else is good."

"Okay, I understand. Do you want me to invite you down so you two can meet?"

"Forget it. I look scary now. Anyway, um... tell her not to be afraid when she dies in the future. She can come to me after she dies. Oh, by the way, how is Xue Baoping recently? You should find time to go back and see her. The little girl must miss you very much. She saved your life in the past, right? Right? I only remembered it after hearing you talk about Zhou Qinghu. Don't be heartless or you will get retribution sooner or later-"

Li Wuxiang ignored him and concentrated his mind. Zhao Qi's nagging voice suddenly faded away in his mind and gradually disappeared.

At this time, Zhao Yu came out of her room again. She had dressed again. She was wearing the robe that Li Wuxiang had gotten from the Tianxin Sect. The robe was originally a little loose, but she tied it with a belt from her old clothes and tucked it in, making it fit her perfectly.

Her hair was tied up high, with a strand hanging down behind her head, pinned up with a wooden hairpin. With this tied up, the scars on her face and neck were all exposed. Even though it was already night, Li Wuxiang could still see them clearly.

She walked up to Li Wuxiang and stood in front of him. She whispered "Senior Brother" and then slowly bowed down again: "Disciple Zhao Yu, I pay my respects to the Ranshan Sect Master."

"Okay, get up. You don't need to worship me anymore." Li Wuxiang nodded. "Come, let me see if I can help you rebuild. Your senior brother Zhao Qi knows about your situation and seems to be very distressed."

(End of this chapter)