The Great Wild God - Chapter 87

Chapter 87 Meet An Old Friend
Chen Xun did not expect to meet Cai’er in Huayang Square. He greeted her happily,

“Cai’er, why is it you?”

“Ah, it’s Young Master Ah Xun. Why does my voice sound so familiar?”

After separating for more than a month, when she saw Chen Xun again, Cai’er was so excited that she almost jumped out from behind the counter. She no longer had the shyness she had when she first met him, and she chirped as she asked,

“Young Master Ah Xun, why are you still in the city? I haven’t seen you for a few days. Cai’er thought that you guys had returned to Python Fang Ridge. Where are Gu Dage, Ah Ling, Ah Ya, Nanxi, and the others? Didn’t they stay with you?”

“We didn’t go back to Python Fang Ridge. We found a place to stay in East City.” Chen Xun said happily. He thought that after leaving the disciple monastery, he would never have the chance to see Cai’er again. He didn’t expect to see her in Huayang Square.

“Dad, he’s Young Master Ah Xun.” Cai’er held onto the shopkeeper’s arm and happily introduced Chen Xun to him. “Young Master Ah Xun, this is my father, the shopkeeper of the Immortal Retention House. I never thought that Young Master Ah Xun would be able to come to the Immortal Retention House today!”

Only then did the shopkeeper realize that this unremarkable looking young man from the ragged barbarian race was actually the young man from the Northern Mountain who had caused a commotion in the city a few days ago.

Cai’er had served someone in the Su Wu Wei Fu, so he couldn’t say anything casually when he came out, but he was Cai’er’s father. Of course, he knew that the person Cai’er had served in the Su Wu Wei Fu earlier was this young man from the Northern Mountain in front of him.

Not to mention his relationship with Su Tang, even if it was just Cai’er’s former employer, the shopkeeper knew that his attitude just now was too negligent. He ran out of the counter and said in fear, “I really didn’t know that Young Master Ah Xun had come. Please don’t blame him for offending me just now …”

“Uncle Zhao is too polite,” Chen Xun laughed. “I didn’t expect to see Cai’er here again.”

After exchanging greetings, Chen Xun finally realized that Cai’er’s father didn’t seem to have much cultivation, but he was an experienced person who had worked in the Immortal Retention House for many years and had just been promoted from a clerk to a shopkeeper.

As a commoner, if one wanted to cultivate in an ordinary sect, the cost of learning from a master was astonishingly high, and it was definitely not something an ordinary family could afford.

However, in addition to the proper apprenticeship of the Eight Scriptures, there were some commoners with outstanding aptitudes who had been sent to the clan as servants since childhood. This was also a way to cultivate profound arts.

The Su Clan had established their clan for a thousand years, and Canglan City had been built for a thousand years. As a result, many commoners had established their sects in Canglan City and developed their clan forces.

It was also because of this that Cai’er worked as a maidservant in the courtyard of the Su Wu Commandant’s Manor’s disciples.

“You only came to the shop to help your father after you have rested today?” Chen Xun asked.

When Chen Xun asked this, Cai’er’s pretty face, which was still young, immediately flushed red.

Shopkeeper Zhao coughed twice and smiled bitterly awkwardly, “Young Master Ah Xun left the Academy. This girl Cai’er went home from the Su Wu Lieutenant’s Mansion …”

Seeing Cai’er’s expression, Chen Xun knew that he had asked the wrong question, and he had thought of some things too naively.

Back then, when he was staying in the disciple courtyard, Cai’er served him. She said that he was a maidservant, and when he grew up, he would naturally become his concubine.

Who would have known that she would be so unlucky to have such a master like him?

As his maidservant, no one knew if Cai’er had ever been touched by him. Since Chen Xun had been expelled from the Academy, it was naturally inconvenient for him to arrange for her to serve other disciples, so he could only let her go home with him.

‘”So that’s the case” Chen Xun sighed emotionally.

For a commoner girl, even if she could not cultivate any profound arts, becoming a concubine of a disciple of a certain academy in the future was still an excellent background. Now that she had been kicked out, it would be difficult for her to marry a good family in the future.

In the end, it was he who was implicated in Cai’er.

Chen Xun felt a little guilty, but he didn’t know how to compensate her.

“Young Master Ah Xun, what are you buying? Where do you live? Cai’er will send it over to you?” Cai’er didn’t think too much. Goodbye to Chen Xun, there were more pleasant surprises than shyness in her heart.

Chen Xun rubbed his nose awkwardly. There were only fifty Black Python Pills in his pocket that he could trade for. There weren’t many things in this shop that he could afford.

Shopkeeper Zhao hurriedly said, “Young Master Ah Xun, you can’t open this silk book and sell it. However, it’s not that you don’t have a flexible method. I wonder if Young Master Ah Xun has learned how to draw talismans, or if Elder Zhao can ask a talisman maker to copy this Wind Riding Technique for Young Master Ah Xun …”

Regardless of whether it was boxing manuals or profound talismans, they could not be copied by ordinary people, nor could they be casually copied on ordinary silk paper.

Spells are easy to copy, but profound symbols are hard to draw-only by comprehending profound symbols and comprehending spells can one be considered to have mastered a spell.

Although the Wind Imperial Profound Talisman was the lowest level profound talisman, it still required a talisman master at the peak of the True Yang Realm to use a high-grade cinnabar jiao brush to draw it on a specially made talisman paper before it could appear. After that, he could ask people to comprehend it, and then he could compare it with the spells to cultivate.

Chen Xun hadn’t learned how to draw talismans, so how could he copy the Wind Imperial Technique?

Of course, Shopkeeper Zhao was willing to do it conveniently. Asking a Talisman Maker to copy the Wind Imperial Technique, the cost of materials plus the Talisman Maker’s money was only a dozen talismans. It was much more cost-effective than buying the entire magic book.

“Isn’t it too troublesome?” Learning the Wind Riding Technique would be extremely convenient, but Chen Xun was also afraid that it would be difficult for Cai’er and her father to do so.

‘”No trouble, no trouble,” Shopkeeper Zhao said. “It’s just that drawing profound symbols is rather tedious. Proficient hands may have to draw them three to five times before they can succeed. If Young Master Ah Xun is not in a hurry to use them, I’ll have Cai’er deliver them to you every two days …”

Chen Xun took out a leather bag containing fifty Black Python Pills from his bosom and handed it to Manager Zhao. “I only have these low-grade spirit pills right now. If there’s anything I don’t have, I’ll replenish Cai’er in two days,” he said.

“Enough, enough,” Shopkeeper Zhao said. “The main reason is that good talisman masters are hard to hire. Otherwise, we can also paste talisman papers and sand ink. We won’t let Young Master Ah Xun spend money …”

At this time, a young man dressed in brocade walked in from outside. He was tall and had an extraordinary aura. Behind him were two burly Suihu. However, his eyes were gloomy and had an indescribable sense of femininity. He did not know what kind of evil technique he was cultivating.

When the youth in brocade saw Chen Xun wearing animal skin clothes at such a young age, he didn’t know which tribe’s barbarian youth had entered Azure Water City. His face was cold and arrogant as he ignored him. Seeing Cai’er standing at the counter, his eyebrows immediately lit up. He squinted and asked with a smile,

“Cai’er also came to the shop to help your father today. What, did you think about what I told you a few days ago? Do you want to cultivate magic with me?”

Chen Xun saw Cai’er hiding behind Shopkeeper Zhao. He really didn’t know who this young man in brocade clothes was. He didn’t want to cause trouble, so he said goodbye to Shopkeeper Zhao first, “Uncle Zhao, I’ll trouble you then. I’ll leave first.”

“Young Master Ah Xun, I’ll send you off.” Cai’er was going to walk out from behind the counter to see Chen Xun off.

Seeing that Cai’er, who was naturally shy, actually took the initiative to offer to send an ugly youth, the brocade-clothed youth raised his eyebrows and sized Chen Xun up. He asked Shopkeeper Zhao with a calm face, “How much did this young master do for the shop?”

Chen Xun’s bag of Black Python Pills was still on the counter, and Shopkeeper Zhao could not conceal it for Chen Xun. With a thin face, he forced out a smile and said, “Young Master, Young Master A Xun has asked the shop to copy a copy of the Wind Imperial Technique.”

“Ha,” the youth in brocade clothes couldn’t see through the depth of the barbarian youth before him at first. The Frost Saber that Chen Xun had inserted at his waist looked quite extraordinary, but when he heard Manager Zhao say that this youth had actually come to copy a copy of the Wind Imperial Technique, he immediately thought that he had seen through this brat. He sneered and picked up the beast skin bag on the counter. He opened it and saw that it was filled with low-grade spirit pills. He scolded Manager Zhao with a cold face,

“Shopkeeper Zhao, you are also an old man in the shop. You do business like dog shit. Are you not afraid of ruining the reputation of our Immortal Retention House? Return, we will not do this business!”

“Forget it, I’ll trouble Uncle Zhao.”

Chen Xun didn’t want Shopkeeper Zhao to make things difficult for Cai’er. If he didn’t do business, he wouldn’t do it. In the future, he would have a chance to learn the Wind Riding Technique. He reached out and wanted to take the bag of Black Python Pills from the young man in brocade clothes.

The brocade-clothed youth loosened his grip. With that bag of Black Python Pills landing on the ground, the beast skin bag was still open when 50 Black Python Pills rolled out, rolling all over the shop floor.

The youth in brocade smiled and said to Shopkeeper Zhao, “Shopkeeper Zhao, if you still let this kind of thing into the shop in the future, you should still be your assistant. You’re already dozens of years old and still have a living dog on you …”

Chen Xun looked at the scattered Black Python Pills on the ground and laughed angrily. He took off the Frost Saber and placed it horizontally in front of him. He said in a deep voice, “Pick up these pills and forget about it.”

“What?” When the youth in brocade saw that the youth in front of him actually dared to threaten me with a saber, he couldn’t help but laugh out loud, “In the Immortal Retention House, you ate the guts of a leopard and dared to draw your saber at me …”

Without waiting for the guards in the shop to rush out of the inner room, the two valiant servants attacked Chen Xun’s head with their four giant hammer-like fists, one on the left and one on the right.

Chen Xun was secretly annoyed when he heard the aftermath of the storm. He had never thought that the murderous intent of these two Sui Hu would be so heavy that they would kill him if they attacked. He knew that today’s matter would be extremely difficult to deal with.

Chen Xun wasn’t afraid of anything, nor was he afraid of attacking and killing the giant fist. He pulled out his Frost Saber and slashed it with two streaks of saber light.

The two Suihu looked at their peak mid-True Yang Realm cultivations, but their cold killing intent caused their souls to tremble. It was already too late to dodge, and they saw two blade lights slashing down on their elbows. In the next moment, four of their arms fell to the ground. Blood sprayed out from their severed arms, making a sizzling sound in the air.

The brocade-clothed youth had never seen such a fierce killing move before, and Chen Xun didn’t wait for the brocade-clothed youth to react at all. His foot was like a cannonball, and his shoulder was as heavy as a hill, fiercely smashing into his chest.

The brocade-clothed youth’s profound strength also happened to reach his chest and abdomen, but he was unable to resist the impact of Xiao Huan. He heard a cracking sound and his muscular chest was sunk.

The profound strength in his chest and abdomen instantly scattered in his body like a broken knife, cutting off all of his internal organs. He opened his mouth and spat out a mad mouthful of blood …

Chen Xun left the brocade-clothed youth with a dog’s life. The Frost Saber was placed on his neck, and the extreme cold profound energy pierced through his skin, causing him to be unable to even shout for help.

Chen Xun looked at the brocade-clothed youth. He also had a cultivation at the seventh level of the True Yang Realm. He had never thought that he would actually be so weak. He placed his saber on his neck and looked coldly at the guards who had escaped from the inner room.

When the guards in the back room heard the commotion outside, they did not slow down. However, they rushed out and saw two of the attendants beside the Young Master. All four of their arms were cut off. Blood flowed like pillars as they fell into the corner of the shop. The Young Master spat out blood. He was paralyzed on the ground with a bright frost knife pressing down on his neck.

The saber-wielding youth was filled with killing intent. Although his cultivation was not high, the Young Master was still in his hands, and the guards were also cowards. They didn’t dare to go forward to save him.

Shopkeeper Zhao and Cai’er had no idea why they had suddenly become like this. They were dumbfounded and didn’t know what to say or do.

“How dare you? Do you think you can escape alive after injuring someone in Huayang Square?” A short, fat middle-aged man with the appearance of a shopkeeper rushed out of the inner room. He was as fast as a meteor and could stand in front of the counter. He was holding a string of sparkling rosary beads in his hand.

The fat on Yue Lun’s cheeks trembled with rage. He didn’t expect that a thirteen or fourteen year old barbarian youth would dare to bully his way to the door alone and even put a knife on Hao’er’s neck.