Chapter 131 - The Second Disciple’s Choice
Si Wuya held the box with one hand as he said, “We can’t tell anyone about this, lest they covet the treasures of the Evil Sky Pavilion.”
Zhu Honggong, Old Eighth, said nonchalantly, “Seventh Senior Brother, there are plenty of them who are hungrily eyeing the Evil Sky Pavilion like a predator. Another person won’t make a difference.”
“No, I’m talking about this box in particular.” If it was some extraordinary treasure, it would definitely cause chaos if people knew about it. He carried the box back into the Tiger Ridge as Zhu Honggong trailed after him.
A flying chariot that looked like a ship was parked on the ground. A dozen cultivators dressed in light-color robes stood around it. When Si Wuya appeared, they bowed in unison. “Sect Master.”
Si Wuya tossed the mysterious box into the flying chariot before he leaped inside. “Head to Anyang.”
“Understood.”
Whoosh!
The dozen cultivators channeled their Primal Qi at the same time. The huge flying chariot that was powered by the Formation veins and Primal Qi slowly rose into the air. Before it flew away, it paused for a moment.
At the stairs, a formidable wall of energy blocked their escape.
The green-clad swordsman continued to pour himself some wine and drank it. It was as though he did not see any of this.
The dozen cultivators began to panic.
Without any warning, many hidden energy weapons shot toward them from outside the restaurant. There were sparkles of gold as a peacock’s plumes shot toward them.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The weapons penetrated the low-level cultivators’ chests with utmost precision. Some of them even looked like hedgehogs.
The green-clad swordsman did not even bother to look up. He merely shook his head lightly. He put his cup of wine down and said in a slightly teasing tone, “Junior Brother, you’ve spoiled my mood. I was enjoying a nice drink here. I really don’t like the smell of blood.”
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Si Wuya walked up the stairs with his hands on his back, the mysterious box was hovering next to him. He wore a smile on his face. He sat down across the table and said, “I’ll treat you to a feast next time to apologize for ruining your mood, senior brother…”
Yu Shangrong shook his head slightly and said, “It’s enough that you have that thought. However, it’s truly a shame. I promised to let them end their own lives.”
“It’s my fault… I shouldn’t have interfered,” Si Wuya said, “Senior brother, you’re a person of great standing. Why are you lowering yourself to deal with these scummy mounted brigands?”
“Little Junior Sister is naïve and pure. Her problems are my problems,” Yu Shangrong said.
Si Wuya was taken aback. He said, “You certainly love Little Junior Sister dearly.”
“I wouldn’t call it love…” Yu Shangrong said gently, “When Elder Senior Brother and I left the Evil Sky Pavilion, Little Junior Sister hasn’t even joined yet.”
“Then, why?” Si Wuya swept his gaze at the corpses of the mounted brigands.
Yu Shangrong smiled faintly. He stood up with his hands on his back. He looked at the scenery outside as he said, “I’ve met Little Junior Sister a few times. I think she’s like me, a person who treats others with sincerity.”
“…” Si Wuya coughed lightly before he said, “Second Senior Brother, let’s talk business.” He waved his hand, and the mysterious box landed on the table.