Chapter 34: This Venerable One is Out of Favour

Only Chu Wanning could say such a shocking sentence so calmly. All three apprentices heard it and each had a different emotion in their hearts.

Xue Meng thought was the simplest, with only one exclamation: Ah!

Mo Ran's feelings were a little more complicated. He remembered something in his previous life. He held his chin and thought that he didn't want to see Chu Wanning's third weapon again in this life.

As for Shi Mei, he tilted his head, with a pair of misty apricot blossom eyes, a faint lustre flashing in them. It seemed to be worship, but also fascination.

"Did you get Tianwen from Jincheng Lake?"

Chu Wanning: "Mmm."

"Then the other two …"

Chu Wanning: "One is, the other isn't. Weapons are usually not too strong and can be controlled, so you don't need to worry too much."

Xue Meng sighed enviously: "I really want to see Shizun's other two divine weapons."

Chu Wanning said: "For ordinary things, Tianwen is usually enough to deal with it. The other two I would rather they never be useful."

Xue Meng reluctantly hummed, but light still flashed in his eyes. Chu Wanning looked into his eyes and knew that his cultivation spirit was extremely difficult to suppress. Fortunately, Xue Meng didn't have a bad heart. With a little guidance, he didn't need to worry too much.

Mo Ran stroked his chin next to him, faintly smiling.

It was known that these weapons were lethal, and cultivators had no choice but to use them. Chu Wanning … Regardless of whether it was in the past or present, he was above this notion of righteousness.

It was written in every book that evil does not triumph over the righteous, but this fool should take it seriously. He deserves to be talented and superb, but he is still a prisoner, destined to become nothing more than bones in the grave.

"Shizun." Shi Mei's voice interrupted Mo Ran's thoughts.

"I heard that there are hundreds of people who go to the Rising Sun Peak every year to receive a divine weapon but only one or two people have the opportunity to melt Jincheng Pond and they have not even seen the water in the lake for several years. My cultivation is weak … it doesn't … seem possible for me to do it. A-Ran and Young Master are both among the best in the world. Maybe I shouldn't go. I can stay here and practice more basic techniques."

Chu Wanning: "…"

He didn't speak. His fine porcelain face was surrounded by a faint mist. He seemed deep in thought.

In his previous life, Shi Mei gave up the opportunity to go to Rising Sun Peak because of his low self-esteem. When Mo Ran noticed this, he immediately smiled and said: "Just go and give it a try. If you can't do it, think of it as a trip. You're on Life-Death Peak all day every day. It's time to go out and experience the world."

Shi Mei grew even more anxious: "No, my cultivation base is too weak. There are so many people at Rising Sun Peak. If I run into disciples from other sects and they ask me to spar, there's no way I'll be able to beat them. I'll only bring Shizun shame …"

Chu Wanning raised his eyebrow: "Are you nervous?"

It was a strange question. He asked like a serious question but it also seemed like a rhetorical question. The other two didn't notice it, but Shi Mei felt a chill grip his heart. He raised his eyes and faced Chu Wanning's frosty and biting sharp gaze.

"Shizun …"

Chu Wanning's face remained expressionless and he said: "You specialize in healing, so naturally you aren't able to spar with others. If someone pesters you, just say no. There's no shame in that."

Mo Ran also grinned: "Don't be afraid, Shi Mei. You've got me."

And so, all three of them packed up and set off.

On this journey through the upper cultivation world, the path was long and riding a horse was too tiring. Chu Wanning still didn't want to fly with the sword, so the horse and carriage slowly travelled for more than ten days before finally arriving at a town next to Rising Sun Peak.

The three disciples all got out of the carriage and Chu Waning was the only one still too lazy to move. He lifted the bamboo curtain in the carriage and said: "We'll rest here for the night. Tomorrow, we will walk a little further and we'll be able to reach Rising Sun Peak."

The city where they were resting was called Daicheng. Although the city wasn't very large, it was very rich and prosperous. The women were draped in green cloth and the men wore brocade hats and silk shirts. It was slightly more luxurious than even the most luxurious places in the lower cultivation world.

Xue Meng spat: "These dogs in the upper cultivation world. While the rich people wine and dine, the poor people die of cold by the side of the road."

Mo Ran also wasn't happy with it. It was rare that he didn't refute Xue Meng. With a sweet and sly smile, he mocked the scene in front of him: "Yes, it makes me so jealous. No wonder so many people are rushing to move to the upper cultivation realm. Even if they don't cultivate immortality, being an ordinary person here is still much better than a life in the lower cultivation world."

Chu Wanning pulled out a silver-grey mask and put it on his face. He slowly got out of the carriage and looked at the hustle and bustle of the surrounding city, but no one knew what he was thinking.

Xue Meng wondered: "Shizun, why are you wearing a mask?"

Chu Wanning said: "This is the Linyi Rufeng Sect's territory. I can't show my face."

Seeing that Xue Meng was still puzzled, Mo Ran sighed: "Little Phoenix doesn't have a brain. Shizun was a guest of Linyi Rufeng Sect."

When he said this, Xue Meng remembered it, but the proud son of heaven was unwilling to admit that he had forgotten it. He blushed, rolled his eyes, and said, "O-Of course I know this, I was just wondering. He was just a guest. It's not like he was sold to them. He can leave whenever he wants. Is someone from the Lnyi Rufeng Sect going to try and kidnap Shizun if they see him or what?"

Mo Ran said: "You really are stupid. Haven't you ever heard? After Shizun left the Linyi Rufeng Sect, very few people in the upper cultivation world knew his whereabouts. When we go down the mountain to eliminate demons, if anyone asks about what sect we're from, don't we all just say we're from Life-Death Peak and not mention who our Shizun is?"

Xue Meng froze for a moment and then he realized: "So your whereabouts are unknown in the upper cultivation world? But Shizun is so powerful, why should you hide your whereabouts?"

"I haven't deliberately tried to hide it, but I also don't want to disturb the peace." Chu Wanning said, "Let's go. We'll stay in an inn."

"Hey, are you four gentlemen looking for a room?" The inn's assistant manager ran over with a sly face.

Xue Meng said: "We'd like four rooms."

The assistant manager rubbed his hands and smiled: "I'm so sorry, sir. The thing is, the number of rooms in Daicheng has been a little tight recently. There aren't four rooms available. How to feel about sharing rooms? How about two rooms?"

They had no other option. They just make do with it.

It's just that there was a small problem that appeared when deciding who got what room.

——

"I want to share a room with Shi Mei." Mo Ran declared as the three disciples came together while Chu Wanning was paying.

Xue Meng pushed back: "Why?"

Mo Ran pondered: "Don't you like to stick to your Shizun?"

"Well, well I don't want to–"

He respected Chu Wanning very much, but the word "awe" could also be interchanged with "fear". For Chu Wanning, whether he loves him or fears him more, he couldn't say.

Seeing Xue Meng's flushed face, Mo Ran smiled teasingly: "Brother, I think it's not that you don't want to sleep with Shizun, but you wouldn't dare to, right?"

Xue Meng's eyes rounded: "It's not like Shizun is going to eat me. Why wouldn't I dare?!"

"Oh." Mo Ran said with a smile, "but Shizun is good at hitting people in his dreams. Did you know that?"

Xue Meng: "…"

His face was blue. Xue Meng suddenly thought of something, and angrily questioned: "How did you know what Shizun is like when he's asleep? You slept with him?"

This statement was a bit ambiguous, although Xue Meng didn't mean anything wrong by it. He might not have had any bad intentions, but anyone listening would definitely hear it the wrong way. Mo Ran secretly thought to himself, not only have I slept with him, I also slept with him in my previous life.

But a real man doesn't boast about his past achievements, so he just continued smiling: "Whether you believe me or not, you can feel it tonight. Remember to bring a bottle of medicine. You can use it if you have any bruises."

Xue Meng was about to throw a fit when Chu Wanning finished paying the bill and walked over.

He gave them a faint glance and said, "Let's go."

The three teenagers followed their Shizun upstairs in a line. When they stood in front of one of the rooms, the three of them who had originally been arguing all turned to look enthusiastically, waiting for Chu Wanning to speak.

In fact, their argument just now had been all in vain. When they actually reached the rooms, they were all silent and waited for their Shizun to speak.

Chu Wanning paused and said: "There are only two rooms, which one of you …"

He hesitated, a little embarrassed.

What should he say -"Who wants to be with me?"

It sounded a little pathetic. It was really not Elder Yuheng's style.

So what should he say?

"Mo Weiyu, you come with me." Like that?

…Forget it. The two of them were like a spiked club and a tiger skin. They were no different from the Black Wind Village owner who robbed the young woman of the good family. He was a grandmaster anyway, so he still wanted to have some face.

Not to mention that, since they had fallen asleep in each other's arms in Red Lotus Pavilion, the two of them had been very embarrassed and rarely spent time alone together.

Chu Waning looked indifferent and calm, but countless thoughts rolled through his mind. After a long time, he finally lifted his chin coldly and nodded towards Xue Meng.

"Xue Meng and I will share a room."

Xue Meng: "…"

Mo Ran had been smiling, but at this moment, he was stunned.

He had hoped that Xue Meng and Chu Wanning would room together, and he could room with Shi Mei. But when this choice came out from Chu Wanning's mouth, he inexplicably felt a little lacklustre.

He didn't realize but he looked very much like a little wild dog who didn't know the way of the world. The little wild dog met a man who was not very nice to him, but always willing to throw him some bones to chew three times a day.

But the little wild dog doesn't like this rough man, so, although he gnawed on the bones every day, he licked his paws and barked at him. He refused to accept this man as his master.

However, he didn't know why, one day, this man came out with a bowl, but instead of his familiar bones, it was filled with grain. A beautiful bird with bright feathers flew down and perched on the man's shoulders. Its eyes stared at him, and its crystal beak touched his face affectionately.

The man also turned his eyes. He touched the luxurious wings of the bird and carefully fed him the grain.

He, a wild dog, couldn't help but freeze.

After all, he thought that Chu Wanning would choose him …