Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 707 - 707 706 Going Their Separate Ways Seeking Guaranteed Monthly Ticket

707: Chapter 706: Going Their Separate Ways [Seeking Guaranteed Monthly Ticket] 707: Chapter 706: Going Their Separate Ways [Seeking Guaranteed Monthly Ticket] Yu Zhengxing reclined, hands cushioning his head, watching with great interest,

“Han Tiangang this time fell victim to a conspiracy, someone set him up for Golden Core…”

Hou Niao hurriedly interrupted him, “Uncle Master, you mustn’t speak carelessly!

It was his own choice, to protect a Daoist.

Such sentiment should be encouraged and promoted.

We can’t chill the heart of a hero.”

Yu Zhengxing said teasingly, “By choice?

The same choice as Tang Yan?

It’s strange then, why do these people change their nature at the sight of you?

Well, I’m not saying it was you, so why do you look so nervous?

Are you feeling guilty?

The Daoist Sect is known for its severe internal strife and undermining each other.

Who knows if it was done by his Daoist brothers?

Don’t apply everything to yourself, showing you have a guilty conscience—naturally revealing the fox’s tail…”

Knowing better, Hou Niao shut his mouth, aware that any further talk would only make things worse.

This old fellow had over a hundred years of experience, with a life rich beyond compare, and many things couldn’t be hidden from him.

Yu Zhengxing, not often seeing this guy embarrassed, didn’t go too far, as he still counted on Hou Niao for future endeavors.

He couldn’t press him too hard.

“Enough about others.

Remember, once or twice can be excused, but not a third time.

Even if you don’t show a single flaw, in the Cultivation World, when has it ever been about evidence?

If you’re present for something like this again, it would be indefensible, whether it was you or not.”

Hou Niao nodded, accepting the lesson.

After Yu Zhengxing had his enjoyable moment, he felt satisfied, “Alright, what you did was not bad.

Let’s not mention the trivial details; I haven’t assigned you any tasks, and you’re not under me, just so you know.

Hmm, you shouldn’t stay here too long—it’s too conspicuous…”

Hou Niao, as if pardoned, bowed deeply and turned to leave, but Yu Zhengxing stopped him, “Leaving just like that?

Without leaving any words?”

Hou Niao said bitterly, “If Uncle Master needs me in the future, I will be sure to serve you wholeheartedly…”

What was all this about!

He worked tirelessly, he risked his life, he made sacrifices, and in the end, it seemed like he owed a favor?

How is this story playing out?

He felt a need to reflect, otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to handle the days to come, with sly characters like Yu Zhengxing and Li Chuping around…

It was time to leave.

With the place being a melting pot like the new city of Loulan, as long as he stayed, someone would associate him with Han Tiangang’s Core Formation, even without any evidence, just by speculation.

But what surprised him was…

“Xiang Anshi and his two junior sisters have already left, saying ‘until fate brings us together again’…

Hou Lang, did something happen between you all?” Bai Qingqian gave him an unexpected piece of news.

Hou Niao was startled, but then again, it was quite normal.

No feast lasts forever.

In a Cultivator’s perception, they gather when the mood strikes and part when it fades, without any compulsion.

“Nothing much, we’re bound to part ways sooner or later.

Why bother with a farewell dinner?

What about Xiangfei Bamboo?

Call her, and let’s prepare to set off.

First, we need to get rid of this eyesore—we haven’t had a moment of leisure for months, lacking even the slightest vigilance, cultivating into fools.”

The three of them set off after making some preparations, though Xiangfei Bamboo was not pleased, Hou Niao insisted on sending her to the Chu Sect first.

Moderation was key—afterward, they would head to the depths of the Yaoguang Mountain Range in the Northeast Territory, uncertain of their return date.

This could delay Xiangfei Bamboo’s pursuit of Cultivation.

The journey went smoothly, and sending Xiangfei Bamboo to the Chu Sect was seamless.

Although Tan Xiao was not on Danyang Mountain, with Master Yuan there as support, Hou Niao didn’t need to worry about anything.

It is clear that Master Yuan truly is a person who cherishes old memories and also admires the nature of Xiangfei Bamboo; to take her as his named disciple and leave her to learn the Dao at Danyang Mountain was perhaps also to make up for what he owed Lady Bamboo in the past.

Such matters are unclear to outsiders, and there is no need to take them too seriously.

“Finally, we have sent the person off, and now it’s just the two of us in this world.” Holding Bai Qingqian’s waist, Hou Niao was incredibly relaxed.

Group travel is still tiring, and it gets quite chaotic, especially when there are more women, with all their different requests, chattering nonstop.

The two hired a long-distance mail coach, beginning their journey of thousands of miles; this was Bai Qingqian’s idea.

She didn’t like flying through the air—there was no sense of security.

Whether it was being pursued or combating others, especially when your husband is of such a character.

Although she rarely took the initiative in significant matters, that didn’t mean she was passive.

She had her own judgement regarding her future.

She knew her own situation.

The characteristics of a merchant cultivator had already set her limit: temperament, talent, experiences, etc.

To reach the God Sensing Realm of the Upper Realm was already a stroke of incredible luck.

Whether she could attain the Natural Realm was truly remote; it was not something that one could achieve merely by wishing for it.

Everyone dreams, but how many actually achieve their dreams?

In the Cultivation World, there are processes that can be influenced by human means; starting with sensing the Pulse, there are many methods to accelerate progress, so long as one is not afraid of depleting resources.

Entering the Tongxuan Realm can also be hastened, though the chances are slim, there are precedents to be found.

For cultivation families and merchant cultivators, it is a common occurrence, just like her own.

But beyond that, progress cannot be attained by mere methods, especially in the Golden Core Realm, where one must be granted by heaven, and human effort cannot oppose it.

She was well aware of her own situation; this threshold was essentially hopeless for her because she lacked such innate quality, regardless of whom she knew, whom she married, or how much wealth she had; none of these could change that fact.

Even the families of the Nascent Transformation ancestors have many descendants who couldn’t reach the Tongtian afterlife, let alone her?

Therefore, her lifespan was only between two hundred years in the God Sensing Realm and at most two hundred and fifty years in the Natural Realm.

For her, there were still a hundred years of time to spend; not too much, yet not too little.

She had already entered the second half of her cultivation journey and needed to cherish it.

But for her husband, this was merely the beginning of his ascent.

She had a premonition that her man would become a remarkable figure within the Cultivation World of the Jinxiu Continent.

However, exactly how remarkable, she didn’t know.

Hence, this period was a part of her husband’s life, yet for her, it was everything.

She did not want to rush through it.

Travelling by flying was not as good as lying on the warm, soft couch within a carriage, lazily watching the surrounding scenery—something one could not experience while swiftly passing by in the sky.

She had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

Like every ordinary woman, she wanted to quietly pass through her own times, just the two of them, without anyone else.

She lacked grand ambitions, and wealth was a matter for her family; she had no interest in leaving a legacy.

She felt that her current life was quite pleasant, but unfortunately, men often hustle about, and having married him for decades, she finally had this rare opportunity.

She didn’t want to miss it.

In her subconscious, she feared there might not be another chance like this.

Travelling by horse-drawn carriage was the best way to delay time.

Hou Niao seemed to vaguely understand her thoughts, and so he agreed without hesitation.

Thus began the journey that belonged just to the two of them.