Long Aotian’s Beautiful Butler Has Run Away chapter 136

Chapter 136: Declaring Sovereignty

Rong Xie didn’t make Shen Bingsi fly that long.

As soon as Shen Bingsi moved, the surrounding environment changed again. The Mystic Mountain, where the Mirror Palace was located, appeared beneath his feet.

“Didn’t come to the wrong place,” Shen Bingsi muttered to himself.

He just didn’t know why Rong Xie brought him to the Mirror Palace.

Shen Bingsi realized that Rong Xie often fantasized about grand scenes, yet Rong Xie himself was absent from them.

Do people dream like this? Where the protagonist of the dream isn’t oneself? Shen Bingsi hadn’t studied this, but he instinctively felt it shouldn’t be so, though he couldn’t say why.

Shen Bingsi landed in the rear courtyard of the Mirror Palace. Some unfamiliar people of his age stood there. Seeing Shen Bingsi approach, they all looked at him as if they knew him.

Shen Bingsi wondered silently why the Mirror Palace had turned into a vegetable market in Rong Xie’s dream. This place strictly forbade entry to idle personnel other than Adjudicators.

A round-faced Daoist came up, pulled Shen Bingsi, and sent him through the door where the Sky Mirror was stored, saying something like “This is the last chance to resist the Heavenly Demon.”

Shen Bingsi thought to himself, Indeed, I am the last line of defense against the Heavenly Demon, and stepped through the door.

The surrounding environment changed again.

This time, the dream owner became Rong Xie.

Rong Xie walked along a narrow path. Further in was the Mirror Palace Main Hall.

Shen Bingsi followed behind him… but without a physical body.

The so-called dream owner meant… who the dream revolved around.

In previous dreams, Shen Bingsi had felt very involved, sometimes even as if they centered on him. But this time, the dream owner was solely Rong Xie.

Shen Bingsi could only watch from the side.

Rong Xie didn’t walk fast. Shen Bingsi estimated he would be walking on this path for a while, so he controlled his altitude to descend from the air. He succeeded.

Shen Bingsi circled to Rong Xie’s side and saw his expressionless profile.

Rong Xie didn’t seem to be visiting the Mirror Palace for the first time; the surrounding environment didn’t move him. He seemed to know from the start how to go, where to go, and what to do.

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“Rong’er?” Shen Bingsi tried talking to Rong Xie. “Can you hear me? Why did you come to the Mirror Palace?”

Rong Xie didn’t answer. neither his expression nor his pace changed in the slightest.

“Can’t hear me… How did you make me disappear?” Shen Bingsi sighed. Suddenly, he thought of something. Could Rong Xie have come to the Mirror Palace to find him?

Yes, in the last dream scene, he had just arrived at the Mirror Palace, and immediately in the next scene, Rong Xie arrived. That was perfect. They would meet soon, and it would be the two of them present again. At that time, no matter what happened, Shen Bingsi would say those words—Wake up quickly, you are dreaming!

Shen Bingsi floated with Rong Xie for a while, miscellaneous thoughts piling up in his head. Suddenly, Rong Xie reached the end of the narrow path and pushed open the doors to the Mirror Palace Main Hall.

The Main Hall was empty. In the vast space, Rong Xie’s footsteps were exceptionally clear.

Shen Bingsi followed again. He had been to this Main Hall many times, almost as familiar with it as the front courtyard of Huanxue Villa. He observed Rong Xie’s expression. Rong Xie still had no expression, as if he turned a blind eye to this place too.

“Rong’er, your dream is too rich,” Shen Bingsi said from the side. “First the World-Destroying Heavenly Demon, then the Ruthless Path Palace, then the Mirror Palace…”

“And they all look exactly like the real thing.”

Rong Xie didn’t react and continued walking forward.

“Say, you haven’t seen these places, so how can you dream them exactly the same?” Shen Bingsi muttered. “Did you borrow my memories?”

Shen Bingsi could only think of this possibility. Although bizarre, it seemed the only explanation.

“But why aren’t you surprised at all?” Shen Bingsi asked again. “It’s as if you’ve been here before.”

Rong Xie stopped.

“Hm?” Shen Bingsi stopped too. For a moment, he thought Rong Xie had heard him speak. It turned out the large doors leading from the Main Hall to the rear courtyard had opened. A crowd poured in. Instantly, the Main Hall was filled with messy footsteps and chatter.

Really became a vegetable market, Shen Bingsi thought.

“You, come here.” Someone waved at Rong Xie.

Rong Xie stepped forward.

Shen Bingsi followed, looking unkindly at the person who summoned Rong Xie at will. It turned out to be the round-faced Daoist who had welcomed him in the rear courtyard just now. Who is this?

After calling Rong Xie over, the round-faced Daoist left him aside and started discussing with several others.

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“Hey…” Shen Bingsi was very unhappy and cursed, “If you have something to say, say it! Stop dawdling!”

However, no one could hear Shen Bingsi.

These people chattered idly for a bit, then started discussing Sect Leader Xue’s martyrdom, the destruction of the Ruthless Path Palace, and so on.

“If Xuantian’s One Sword, Lu Yingqi, were still here, perhaps he could combine swords with the Demon-Expelling Sword Saint to resist the Heavenly Demon together. It’s a pity…”

Suddenly, a sentence drifted into Shen Bingsi’s ears. Lu Yingqi? Hasn’t he been dead for a while in this world? Why is someone still mentioning him?

However, this person’s thinking was similar to Rong Xie’s. Rong Xie also wanted Lu Yingqi to fight the Heavenly Demon with him. Their thoughts were truly strange. There were so many powerful figures in the world; plenty of people could coordinate with him. Why pin hopes on a dead man? Take Big Brother Jiang at the Distraction Stage; he was infinitely more powerful than Lu Yingqi. Shen Bingsi felt the probability of defeating the Heavenly Demon by combining swords with him was greater. Why did these people seek help from afar while neglecting what was close at hand?

While Shen Bingsi was grumbling inwardly, he noticed that the people around seemed to agree with this notion very much, nodding and sighing, seemingly very regretful of Lu Yingqi’s death.

“…” On second thought, Shen Bingsi realized this was a dream, reflecting the dream owner’s thoughts. Maybe this was how Rong Xie thought. When Rong Xie woke up, he would have a good talk with him. Lu Yingqi wasn’t the only powerful figure in the world; don’t hang yourself on his tree.

“Excuse me…” Rong Xie’s voice sounded. “Where is Shen Bingsi?”

Shen Bingsi was about to answer when he realized Rong Xie was speaking to the round-faced Daoist. The round-faced Daoist said, “Sword Saint Shen is still waiting for the result. We called you here just in case he comes out unprepared.”

“Prepare what?”

“Follow me.”

Confused, Shen Bingsi followed the two toward the rear courtyard, thinking his dream self had quite the pomp. He was stunned when he saw Rong Xie take “Lightning White Orchid” out of a mirror. Strange, wasn’t Lightning White Orchid pawned by Rong Xie? However, this was happening long after “reality.” Presumably, Rong Xie was certain he could redeem Lightning White Orchid… Thinking this, Shen Bingsi became happy again.

Rong Xie also said Shen Bingsi would be in a good mood seeing this sword. Was this implying the depth of their affection? After all, Lightning White Orchid was a Foundation Establishment gift Shen Bingsi specially crafted for Rong Xie. Choosing this sword to boost morale was truly the right choice.

By now, Shen Bingsi understood why Rong Xie came. Clearly, the last person in the world capable of resisting the World-Destroying Heavenly Demon was him, and he was receiving pre-battle motivation from the Sky Mirror. He needed a sword to inspire fighting spirit, and Rong Xie was here to deliver it!

“Wait.” Rong Xie called out suddenly.

The round-faced Daoist stopped and asked doubtfully, “Is there something else?”

Rong Xie looked at Lightning White Orchid, which the round-faced Daoist had just tucked into his sleeve. “I made a mistake. He… probably doesn’t want to use this sword.”

“What?”

“It doesn’t matter what sword is used anyway,” Rong Xie said. “I want to pick a different one.”

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Shen Bingsi didn’t know why Rong Xie changed his mind, and the round-faced Daoist clearly didn’t understand either. In the end, the round-faced Daoist still chose Lightning White Orchid and didn’t pick another one.

What happened next was bizarre, completely beyond Shen Bingsi’s expectations.

The round-faced Daoist led Rong Xie to the rear garden. The garden was packed with people, even more than Shen Bingsi had seen in the previous dream scene. Moreover, there were many foreigners in strange attire. Shen Bingsi couldn’t help but wonder, Are these people here to set up a massive magical array? Surely they aren’t here just to cheer for me?

Their words were strange too, calling him “Brother Bingsi” constantly. It gave Shen Bingsi goosebumps all over. He wanted to explain to Rong Xie that he didn’t know these people at all, but having no body, he could only drift aimlessly in the air.

Fortunately, Rong Xie remained very composed—too composed! He showed no displeasure at these rude eccentrics, acting as if he hadn’t heard them—Shen Bingsi couldn’t decide whether he wanted Rong Xie to react or not.

After this commotion, someone finally came out from the back and stopped everyone. “What nonsense are you sprouting? This is Steward Rong.”

Shen Bingsi breathed a sigh of relief but suddenly widened his eyes. The person controlling the scene was none other than—Cui Xingmiao’s eldest sister.

Shen Bingsi hadn’t met Cui Xingmiao’s eldest sister, but he felt she should look like this: features identical to Cui Xingmiao but weathered, mature, steady, and commanding.

He just didn’t know what this eldest sister was doing here.

“Don’t tell me you haven’t even met the head steward of Huanxue Villa, the Second Young Master’s best friend, Rong Xie?” She looked around, wearing an inexplicably arrogant attitude.

Shen Bingsi thought to himself, This eldest sister is quite loyal, introducing Rong Xie. However, since he had severed ties with Cui Xingmiao, why would he still have contact with her eldest sister?

The round-faced Daoist smiled ingratiatingly. “He is indeed Steward Rong of Huanxue Villa. Thank you, Fairy Xingmiao, for the introduction.”

“…”

Shen Bingsi jerked back a step, staring at the eldest sister in disbelief. After looking for a long time, he still dared not believe it. The eldest sister wasn’t Cui Xingmiao’s sister, but Cui Xingmiao herself.

This… how much time had passed?

What had Cui Xingmiao experienced?

Or perhaps, in Rong Xie’s impression, Cui Xingmiao was just this mature and steady?

“Oh, so he’s just a steward.” “Brother Bingsi contacts him every time.” “Thought it was another competitor…”

After Cui Xingmiao’s introduction, the eccentrics in the courtyard lost interest in Rong Xie. They stopped crowding around him and dispersed.

Shen Bingsi narrowed his eyes. For some reason, although Cui Xingmiao hadn’t introduced him wrongly, their dismissive attitude toward Rong Xie—what did it mean?

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What did they mean, “just a steward”? He was the only steward of Huanxue Villa, one of its two masters. Shen Bingsi bought Huanxue Villa so Rong Xie could live there carefree, without worrying about the cultivation world’s mess or dealing with people he didn’t like.

Shen Bingsi decided that when he returned to his body and came out of the flower-pendant gate, he would clarify this point first, then proceed with other things—

“I am not a steward of Huanxue Villa, nor am I Shen Bingsi’s best friend.”

Just then, Rong Xie spoke. His voice wasn’t loud, but it reached everyone’s ears clearly. He used spiritual power.

The eccentrics who had walked away turned back, looking at Rong Xie in astonishment. Cui Xingmiao raised her eyebrows slightly, looking over with an uncomprehending expression.

“I am the master of Huanxue Villa,” Rong Xie steadied himself. A flash of embarrassment passed through his eyes, but he still spoke very boldly. “Shen Bingsi is my Dao companion. You need not flatter yourselves.”

Shen Bingsi heard a thunderous roar in his ears. He couldn’t hear the voices of the people around him. In his eyes and heart, only Rong Xie remained, standing resolutely in the crowd.