Chapter 37: The Method to Cure a Fool Requires Tears of Sincerity part 1
Su Huan stowed away the spirit boat and brought out the Haoxue sword, smiling wickedly at Xiao Jianming. “Heh heh, you made me work all night; now it’s time for you to pay the remuneration.”
Although the man was foolish, his spiritual power remained. How could Su Huan let such a resource go to waste?
…
Under the clear sky and bright sun, a streak of snow-white light cut across the high heavens. Two figures were aboard, one sitting in front and one standing behind, their noisy clamor drifting through the air.
“Hey, hey, hey! You flew past it! Not that way, it’s on the left!”
“No, no, wrong again. It should be on the right…”
Su Huan sat at the tip of the sword, frowning as he held the map to find their bearings. Xiao Jianming stood clumsily at the rear, looking aggrieved as he steered the sword.
“Strange. We should be passing through a cluster of towns, so why is it all desolate forest…”
Su Huan examined the map repeatedly. Suddenly, the sword came to a halt.
Xiao Jianming began to throw a tantrum. “Buhuan gege!”
Without looking up, Su Huan skillfully opened his arms toward the figure behind him who was expressing dissatisfaction.
Xiao Jianming immediately pounced, beaming with joy. After hugging for a while, he foolishly went back to steering the sword for Su Huan.
Mm, the honey trap really worked wonders.
However, for some reason, Su Huan felt they were veering further and further off course…
When the scorching sun hung high in the sky, Su Huan had Xiao Jianming stop, choosing a shaded spot to rest for a moment.
Xiao Jianming tended the fire while Su Huan roasted a rabbit.
The fresh rabbit meat was roasted until golden and fragrant. Sprinkled with seasonings prepared in advance, the aroma immediately wafted through the air.
Inadvertently, it attracted a peeping tom who should not have been hiding in the dark.
Su Huan roasted both rabbits until they were golden and crispy. He handed one to Xiao Jianming, but before it could be received, a black shadow flashed past, snatching the rabbit from the stick and hiding it in the grass.
Only a gust of wind was left brushing past their robes.
Su Huan was startled. Xiao Jianming looked dazed for a moment before flying into a rage the next instant. He lunged into the grass, swearing to reclaim his roast rabbit!
miserable shriek came from the bushes—
“Ouch! Why is this child so stingy! You’ve already achieved bigu [abstinence from grains], what use is eating this roast rabbit? You might as well yield it to me…”
“Ouch, ouch! Stop hitting, stop hitting! I’ll give it back, alright…”
Although the voice was full of vigor, it was old and raspy; evidently, it belonged to an elder.
Su Huan hurriedly pushed aside the grass to check the situation, afraid this fool might accidentally beat someone to death.
Behind the bushes, Xiao Jianming was pressing the rabbit-stealing thief firmly against the ground.
His face was fierce yet aggrieved, but the moment he saw Su Huan, only the grievance remained. He ran over and threw himself into Su Huan’s arms, pointing at the old man on the ground whose hair and clothes were disheveled, sobbing his accusation: “Bad, bad!”
Su Huan looked—good heavens, this old man was fast; the rabbit he just got his hands on had already been half-eaten.
He quickly patted Xiao Jianming’s back in comfort. “Don’t cry, don’t cry, I’ll roast another one for you…”
Unexpectedly, the old man, who had been lying on the ground wincing and yelling, scrambled up the moment he heard this. His old eyes burst with a shrewd light. “Me too, me too! I want ten!”
Su Huan looked at him indifferently. “I refuse.”
“You are not young anymore, yet you still commit acts of robbery. Do you feel no shame?”
Moreover, a mere rabbit thief daring to be so arrogant.
However, the old man felt no shame at all. He lifted his chin proudly and said, “What’s the rush? I have conditions for exchange.”
He stroked his white beard and said leisurely, “This lad beside you has fallen into Wangyan, hasn’t he?”
Su Huan, who had already turned around while holding Xiao Jianming’s hand, suddenly snapped his head back to look at him, his eyes filled with wariness.
“How could you tell?”
As he asked, he summoned the Haoxue sword.
Seeing Su Huan took it seriously, the old man hurriedly explained, “Ahem, although this old man is untalented, I traveled to the Boundless Sea (Wuwang Hai) a hundred years ago to treat the previous Lingxi Clan Leader for this very illness.”
He then put on an arrogant expression. “I dare say, in this world today, only I can cure him. If you give me another ten… no, one hundred roast rabbits, this old man will help you restore him.”
Su Huan listened quietly to his boasting. “Nonsense. You are not a Spirit Imprinter, how can you cure him?”
The old man scoffed. “That is just your short-sightedness. Let me ask you, if that natural Non-Delusional One cannot be found, does the Lingxi Clan just cease to live?”
Su Huan was stunned; he hadn’t thought of that question.
Seeing him moved, the old man knew there was hope for the roast rabbits and secretly rejoiced.
Stroking his beard, he continued, “I observe that your fortune is connected to this lad, so telling you is no harm.”
Hearing this, the tips of Su Huan’s ears turned red, and he involuntarily let go of the hand he was holding with Xiao Jianming.
Just as he let go, his hand was grabbed again. Turning his head, he met a pair of slightly dissatisfied black eyes. Su Huan had no choice but to let him be.
The old man said, “As early as a thousand years ago, my Yaowang Valley made a Heavenly Oath with their clan to research a cure for the Wangyan symptom for generations. Although a complete cure has remained elusive, alleviating it somewhat is naturally possible.”
Su Huan’s eyes moved. “You are from Yaowang Valley?”
Yaowang Valley—the Medicine King Valley—was a reclusive sect located within Ting Meng Zhou. Its disciples practiced medicine to save lives throughout their existence, never stepping into the path of cultivation, and enjoyed a virtuous reputation.
The old man nodded, then sighed. “After that calamity eighteen years ago, my Yaowang Valley lost more than half of its disciples. Nowadays, the only one who understands how to suppress the Wangyan symptom is this old man.”
Su Huan couldn’t help but look at the silly person beside him.
Xiao Jianming held his hand and giggled foolishly. “Buhuan gege!”
Seeing this, the old man struck while the iron was hot. “So, do you want to trade with this old man to save your Dao Companion?”
Heh heh, having said this much, he should agree, right?
Unexpectedly, Su Huan still said, “I still refuse.”
The old man was dumbfounded.
Su Huan said, “Since your Yaowang Valley made a Heavenly Oath with the Lingxi Clan, you cannot violate the oath by not saving him, right?”
The old man immediately covered his mouth, regretting deeply.
He shouldn’t have said so much to this kid; his roast rabbits were gone.
Just as Su Huan said, he had appeared here precisely because he sensed the presence of the Wangyan symptom within the boundaries of Hua Yao Zhou.
He had traveled hard to save a life; what was wrong with collecting a little interest!
The old man sat on the ground and started acting shamelessly. “I don’t care! I want to eat your roast rabbit!”
“If you want me to save him, you have to roast rabbits for me to eat!”
Su Huan choked on his words.
Suddenly, a green shadow descended from the sky, a helpless voice addressing the old man, “Master, I only took a nap, why are you relying on your old age to blackmail others again?”
A youth dressed in green robes, wearing a pair of green wood bracelets on his wrists and a leaf-shaped wooden hairpin in his hair, appeared. His presence was like bathing in a spring breeze, gentle as jade.
The green-robed youth helped the old man up and dusted him off, then bowed to Su Huan with an apologetic expression. “I am Wen Huai of Yaowang Valley. I apologize profusely for startling you, Fellow Daoist. My Master has a mischievous nature and loves to cause trouble, but he did not intend to offend.”
Wen Huai took off the brocade pouch at his waist and said gently, “I will compensate fully for the losses my Master has caused you.”
Before Su Huan could speak, Xiao Jianming blocked him with a face full of dissatisfaction, baring his teeth fiercely at the green-robed youth. He guarded Su Huan tightly in his arms, like guarding food.
“…”
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