CBGC - ch90.2

 Who knows how Liu Feizhou will handle this. He’s not under orders from his Master to find trouble with the Obliteration Sword Tower, is he? Thinking of this, Su Tingyun gets a little worried.  After all, the legendary Dan Biqing is a great powerhouse who’s at the Tribulation Transcendent period, someone who can eat both black and white, and a figure that the Obliteration Sword Tower cannot afford to offend.

     Here, the appearance of Su Tingyun makes the cultivators of the Ming Jian Sect look at each other in dismay. This young female cultivator of the Obliteration Sword Tower, could it be that this is the con artist from before, but this is actually her original appearance?

     Did she wear a mask to hide her identity the last time they saw her? Did she deliberately make herself look ugly?

     Ming Yan feels her heart drumming. This woman and Liu Feizhou seem to know each other. Could it be that she’s really Master Dan’s disciple? Ming Yan herself has uttered a lot of unfavorable things about the other party. But if there’s this disciple in the first place, why did Liu Feizhou keep silent? Did he do it on purpose?

     Ming Yan’s mind is in a mess. Hesitating for a moment, she smiles faintly, softly saying: "Could it be that this is an old acquaintance of Master Liu? It is really fate to meet here by chance."

     Liu Feizhou casts her a sidelong glance, his eyes full of contempt. He ‘humphs’ lightly, stretches out a hand and pulls Su Tingyun behind him, then says indifferently, "This is my junior sister."

     For an instant, Su Tingyun is a bit stunned. But she is also someone who, if someone extends her a pole, would climb up. Now, she imitates Liu Feizhou's expression, her chin slightly raised, she coldly sweeps her eyes through at the Ming Jian cultivators, paying special attention to Ming Yan's face.

     The last time she pretended to be overbearing, she didn't have the confidence. This time, with a backer next to her, Su Tingyun's eyes are even sharper, brimming with light. She’s not angry, she just has self-respect!

     What a novel feeling!

     A corner of Liu Feizhou's mouth twitches, then he sternly intones, "You have all been disrespectful to my junior sister on the way here. Once I go back, I will definitely mention to my Master how the members of the Ming Jian Sect slandered the reputation of my junior sister."

     After he gives his piece, the legs of the Ming Jian Sect cultivators go weak. Yuan Hong, who has just gotten up after great difficulty, feels even weaker at this moment, his brain is buzzing. What Liu Feizhou said just now is undoubtedly a golden thunder that blows up the ground. It was actually true!

     The Obliteration Sword Tower really found a disciple of Master Dan as a backer, and he is monumentally foolish to bring Master Liu over to trouble his own junior sister!

     Ming Yan's small face is even paler, her lips moving a few times, but for a while she can’t think of anything to say. ‘If you really have a junior sister, tell us earlier. All the way here, you had that cold face like you’re looking to bring trouble to them, and now…”

     She’s anxious and angry, her tears are about to fall.

     ...

     Inside the Obliteration Sword Tower, a group has gathered to watch the situation outside.

     "Yuqing, your cheap disciple’s strength is not bad. Gives more of an impression than you," says the Second Uncle.

     "Yeah, the most important thing is he has money. Piles of spirit stones and magic treasures." The Third Uncle laughs. Then Zhan Yu continues: "Fortunately, I was the sensible one back then to prevent our junior brother from striking his name off. Look, these days, there’s enough spirit stones, and junior brother can cultivate the sword with a peace of mind, instead of going out to earn spirit stones."

     Yan Yuqing had a cold face at first, but now he has an embarrassed expression. He walks over, sword in hand, "I'll pick them up."

     Zhan Yu is still all-smiles as he says, "My apprentice isn’t bad either, to actually have a good relationship with Master Dan’s disciple. You three little ones, prepare your sweet-talk. When they come in, ask for some Pills." he snickers.

     Wuyou and Wulu obviously don’t know what it means to be shameless, but Xiao Budian's eyes light up. He dashes out of their garret with his sword in his arms, and makes his way to Su Tingyun. Shouting as he runs, "Senior sister, you’re back. Ah, Senior Sister, who is this elegant, handsome, and impressive-looking man beside you?"

     Wuyou and Wulu: "..."

     Yan Yuqing steps on the flying sword and flies over the Cleansing Sword Lake like a dragonfly that lightly touches the water. He soon lands, joining the crowd on the opposite bank.

     Among the cultivators who have come from the Ming Jian Sect this time, the one with the highest cultivation is precisely Yuan Hong, at the Golden Core stage. At this time, he’s seriously injured already, and seems to no longer have the power to fight.

     Therefore, as soon as Yan Yuqing arrives, the rest of the Ming Jian cultivators take a step back in unison.

     There is only one Nascent Soul stage cultivator in the Ming Jian Sect who oversees things, and there are quite a few at Golden Core. Yuan Hong is considered to be the leader of the younger generation. There is another who’s at Golden Core stage among the ones who came here this time, but he is totally at a loss on how to get out of this mess.

     "This time, we have led the way for Master Liu. We’ve offended a lot before, but still we ask this Daoist friend to please forgive us." That other Golden Core cultivator from Ming Jian Sect clasps his fists and salutes, "If there is nothing else, we will take our leave first, so as not to disturb Master Liu and this junior sister from reminiscing."

     After speaking, he indeed hurriedly turns around and leaves without waiting for their reply. On the contrary, some of the rest still remember to help Yuan Hong, but they’re not gentle about it. Yuan Hong, who has coughed out a mouthful of bloody foam, is injured even further. Even his flying sword got broken, and he would not be able to recover for three or five years.

     Ming Yan herself shrinks her head and is about to leave, when she hears Liu Feizhou speak again, "Miss Ming Yan..."