Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 444 - 444 443 Distant Visitor 2

444: Chapter 443 Distant Visitor 2 444: Chapter 443 Distant Visitor 2 The two walked past a block and parted ways.

This was the only place where Zhao Xintong felt satisfied, for Yu Buzuo, compared to other suitors, at least knew his limits and never clung desperately.

Thus, she still had some mood for conversation with him.

The Autumn Appreciation Banquet was, of course, focused on discussing the profound Dao; she disliked such superficial verbal exchanges, but it depended on who she was talking with.

Like Daoist disciples discussing philosophies among themselves, everyone was naïve against the backdrop of their tender years, innocence against freshness, and it would inevitably develop into ideals about the future, how things would be… utterly lacking practical value.

The mentors from Red Leaf City, too familiar with each other, left her tired of hearing the same old discussions for many years; not to mention the basic Daoist teachers from the Bridge Connection Realm, even those from the Tongxuan Realm lacked novelty.

After all, this was where basic Daoist teachings were imparted, and most mentors were from the Bridge Connection Realm, with only a few from Tongxuan Realm; Wei Country’s Taihao would not possibly assign the elite cultivators from the sect to such a place, like those in the later stages of Tongtian or with the Great Golden Core Cultivation.

Basic knowledge could be taught broadly, but deeper content was only accessible in the Upper Realm of Tongxuan, possible after joining Taihao; as for the most core secrets of the sect, they required time to prove your loyalty and value.

Isn’t this the case with the power of any sects, that their most guarded skills are easily obtained?

Therefore, these discussions from the visiting elders from all corners were very rare, including some perspectives and views that were new to them; these were all validated through the practices of upper cultivators, not based on boundless assumptions.

In the past, the scale of the Autumn Appreciation was small, mostly normal visits by student relatives, but occasionally listening to their discussions also gave her an enlightenment, one can imagine the appeal of the Autumn Banquet organized by the Daoist Academy to these Daoist disciples.

She knew her aunt would go, even if it was just for her, considering her aunt had treated her like her own daughter since she was little; the problem lay with herself…

It was the same with Yu Buzuo, she knew this young master was actually a very exceptional person, lacking the condescending attitude of most second and third generation cultivators who look down on the masses, he was sincere, which was already quite rare.

If she had to choose a Daoist couple, she believed Yu Buzuo would be her best choice.

But still, she couldn’t accept it!

She found herself sliding towards a very strange direction, because of some experiences in her childhood, she couldn’t accept the meticulous care from her close ones; such concern instead made her uneasy, only wanting to hide and escape.

In Liuyang City, she was still young and didn’t understand what exactly was happening to her?

She could only suppress all discomfort inside her; as she grew older, this tendency became more apparent.

She feared others’ concern!

Therefore, initially coming to Red Leaf Academy might have been highly influenced by the Daoist, but actually, it was mostly her own desire.

The small shelter in Liuyang City gave her a carefree childhood, yet now she viewed this shelter as a constraint, and only escaping could make her feel a bit relieved.

What exactly is wrong with me?

How did I turn into what I am now?

Is it a side effect from a long time spent studying divination?

Could it be that all cultivators who pursue this field end up like that old Mr.

Guan she saw in her childhood?

Why couldn’t she accept the kindness of others?

Was this a harbinger of an abusive tendency?

She vaguely felt that the reason she had not yet ascended to the Upper Realm was because of such a twisted mindset.

To others, she appeared so aloof and mysterious, not of this earthly world, but deep inside, she was…

She could guess the root cause but couldn’t find the key to resolve it; one thing she was clear about was that neither returning to Liuyang to lead an indifferent life like her aunt nor becoming a Daoist couple with Yu Buzuo would solve the problem.

So where was the key?

This question had troubled her for many years, and she was too embarrassed to speak about it and could not find anyone to confide in.

She had wandered somewhat absentmindedly through a small part of Red Leaf City and arrived beside the small courtyard she rented.

From a distance, she saw a person lazing on the stone steps in front of the courtyard, idly playing with the neighbor’s little spotted dog.

Red Leaf City was a city of cultivation, and due to the presence of numerous cultivators, the urban environment was very orderly.

There were none of the usual messes typical in mortal cities, no bums or ruffians.

From afar, she couldn’t make out the person’s appearance, but for some reason, her heart couldn’t stop pounding.

She felt uneasy, a complex emotion mingled with anxiety, fear, and hatred, and was there also a slight anticipation?

She had always hoped that when she grew up, she would have the courage to face this day.

But when the day actually arrived, she realized she wasn’t as strong as she had imagined.

She knew walking over there might change everything she had worked so hard to achieve, but it was as if possessed by a devil, her steps moved forward on their own.

She still had other choices, like not wanting to see this person, she could easily call for the protectors of the Red Leaf Daoist Institute, who would immediately drive away this villain, regardless of who he was or how powerful.

But she chose the most unpredictable path instead.

Getting closer, the person stopped teasing the dog and turned with a smile, “Little girl, you’ve really changed a lot.

If I weren’t sure this was the place, I might not have recognized you!”

Zhao Xintong moved her feet with difficulty, as if possessed, she did not turn and flee, then she saw this person magically pull out a string of candied haws,

“Here, take it and eat!”

Zhao Xintong showed resistance in her eyes.

She hadn’t touched these children’s treats for many years, and seeing him pull them out now felt like she was transported back twenty years to that banquet that turned from a birthday celebration to a funeral, where she stood in a basket, her mouth stuffed with all sorts of messy foods.

Seeing her reluctance, the man in front of her glared, “What, you think you’re too good for it now?

Not like when you used to eat until you were dripping with juice?”

Zhao Xintong’s heart trembled, that villain was threatening her again; she thought she had forgotten this feeling, but when he glared, she felt as if she had returned to the front of the Poplar Forest, where this evil man forced her family towards death.

She subconsciously took the candied haws and stuffed them into her mouth… still that sour and sweet sensation, strangely, she never usually thought about these things, but now it tasted quite good?

Not just sour and sweet, but also mixed with the fear inside her, as if the flavor had somehow been sublimated?

I’m beyond saving!