My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 270 - 218: Don’t Mess with Her

Chapter 270: Chapter 218: Don’t Mess with Her

Ding———— Ding———— Ding!

Linlu Academy was built alongside Linlu Mountain; at this moment, the ancient bell tower hidden amongst the autumn-colored forests rang out with a resounding boom.

Its sound echoed throughout the Academy.

It was almost the fourth quarter hour of the late morning, nearing class time.

By the banks of Mochi Lake, outside the long corridor, in front of Shuaixing Hall.

Once Yu Xuanji left, all the students who were there to watch the commotion turned to laugh at Fan Yushu. Some called out, "Fan Yushu, how come you’ve gotten even skinnier!" Fan Yushu didn’t reply but said to Zhao Rong beside him, "Thanks, Ziyu, let’s head in before Teacher arrives," as he affectionately put his arm around Zhao Rong’s shoulders.

They deliberately raised their voices and chided, "You must be thinking of slacking off and not doing elder brother Yu’s homework again, looking for excuses!" Fan Yushu’s eyes widened as he said, "How can you slander me out of thin air..." "Slander? I saw you myself the day before yesterday, wandering aimlessly on the streets of Du You City." Fan Yushu’s face turned red, and the veins on his forehead bulged as he argued, "Taking a breath of air after studying is not wandering aimlessly...taking a breath of air! Can scholars be considered as wandering aimlessly?" He followed up with some incomprehensible phrases, like "balancing work and leisure" and "time management," which prompted everyone to burst out laughing: a cheerful atmosphere filled the air outside Shuaixing Hall.

After laughing for a while, the students dispersed one after another, entering Shuaixing Hall in succession.

However, as many people left, their glances at Fan Yushu were playful, with an unspoken understanding, as if they were treating him as a joke. Even the way they looked at Zhao Rong was somewhat similar, considering the two stood very close together, obviously having a close relationship, as evidenced by Fan Yushu’s recent speech and Zhao Rong’s helpless "witness" defense.

Who knows, maybe this new student who joined the Academy mid-term was just like Fan Yushu, having similar unsavory habits...hmph, quite likely, since it seems both are special admissions...

Zhao Rong, who had been quietly observing his new surroundings and classmates, was quite sure he’d been a bit imprudent in forming friendships, but it didn’t matter now. He was simply looking forward to quietly and unobtrusively finishing this academic year, and after the mentorship ceremony, to become Teacher Yan’s Inner Chamber Disciple and study the Classics and Confucianism with him.

As for seeking out mystical items that would aid his cultivation and help him advance to the Fu Yao Realm, that was another top priority for Zhao Rong, aside from revisiting the Confucian Thirteen Classics. He planned to go out and make inquiries during the Academy’s rest days coming up in a few days.

There were also other important matters weighing on his mind, constantly on his to-do list.

One was to find some "Heavenly Thunder" from the generation talked about by Sword Spirit, to successfully retrieve the "Moon in the Well" from the bottom of the Thunder and Rainbow Purple Gold Furnace, helping Qing Jun gradually repair Sword Heart.

Of course, he hadn’t forgotten about that little Fox Demon at home either, still waiting for him to find it; he wondered what that silly girl was up to now...

And lastly, the most troublesome thing at the bottom of Zhao Rong’s heart was how to introduce the two kings in his life to each other.

Outside Shuaixing Hall, the place gradually emptied until only Jia Tengying was still standing beside Zhao Rong,

After hesitating for a brief moment, Jia Tengying tugged on the sleeve of his new roommate, Zhao Rong.

Looking earnestly at Zhao Rong, he said:

"Elder brother Yu actually means well and wasn’t targeting you specifically. Ziyu, don’t misunderstand her; elder brother’s words make a lot of sense. Why don’t you...wear your student robes tomorrow, just like me, with an extra layer on top – it’s much warmer."

Zhao Rong glanced at Jia Tengying who, despite not being fat, looked unbearably bulky, and was momentarily speechless. Still, seeing his sincere expression, Zhao Rong’s heart softened slightly.

He smiled and replied, "Thank you, brother Teng Ying."

Jia Tengying snuck a glance at Fan Yushu, his honest face showing hesitation. When he caught Fan Yushu’s gaze turning toward him, he quickly averted his eyes, avoiding looking directly at this person who was recognized in Shuaixing Hall as a certain kind of presence, and also someone elder brother Yu paid special attention to.

Jia Tengying said to Zhao Rong, "Ziyu, let’s go. I’ll take you to meet some new classmates."

Zhao Rong glanced sideways at the smiling Fan Yushu next to him.

He then politely declined with a smile, "Brother Teng Ying, you go ahead. I have some things to ask brother Yushu here."

Jia Tengying sighed and left, shaking his head.

After everyone else had entered Shuaixing Hall, Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu walked in side by side at the very end.

Zhao Rong glanced at his companion beside him, appearing at ease as if he had just narrowly escaped a major disaster,

while fiddling with the White Jade Hollow Jade Gourd at his waist and humming a tune with a carefree expression.

Zhao Rong also paid attention to the small object in Fan Yushu’s hand; this intricately delicate jade gourd that Fan Yushu often wore at his waist.

Zhao Rong remembered Fan Yushu once mentioning that his family owned a large trading house on some mountain. The occasional glimpses of luxurious ornaments fitted the identity of a rich second generation like him, although Zhao Rong had never inquired about Fan Yushu’s specific circumstances within his powerful family, just as Fan Yushu never asked about his own family background.

Zhao Rong turned his head with a sincere smile and said, "Yushu, you are quite fortunate with women, already having the fiancée, Miss Ye, and now another beauty is showing you favor, incessantly entwined."

Fan Yushu’s expression froze, and he tossed the jade gourd down irritably, "If Ziyu is envious, then hurry up and snatch her away, let her cling to you, welcome, welcome. Do you know what the month before I went to Taiching Four Mansions was like for me? This Yu Huaijin is crazy!"

He poured out his grievances to Zhao Rong.

"Being the top in the Class A entrance assessment makes her so amazing? Aren’t Academy seniors just for show, with a higher status? Aren’t the real matters still managed by the Deans and Teachers of the Academy? Look at the other seniors from the Cultivation Hall, Justice Hall, Sincerity Hall... not one of them, I tell you, behaves like her, meddling in everything. What the Deans and Teachers manage, she manages; what they don’t manage, she also manages, turning our Shuaixing Hall into a private school for naughty children! It’s as if we have to report to her even for farting, and yes, before reporting, we’re supposed to show some courtesy."

Thinking about his forthcoming ordeal, Fan Yushu grew more and more agitated, but before he cursed, he looked inside to see if anyone heard him aside from Zhao Rong.

Fan Yushu stomped his foot, "This woman’s mind is simply ludicrous!"

Hearing this, Zhao Rong couldn’t help but chuckle, then he straightened his face and said solemnly:

"Yushu’s words are true and valid. I wouldn’t be able to tolerate it either. We don’t have to put up with this... Anyway, have you said these words to her face? I think it’s better to be straightforward. I’ll take you to Yu Huaijin right now, and you can tell her again. But remember, simmer in your emotions, that expression and gesture from before were perfect."

Fan Yushu: "......"

Zhao Rong was about to head inside when Fan Yushu, after standing still for a moment, swiftly stuck out his hand and firmly grabbed Zhao Rong.

"Hey, hey, don’t do that, Ziyu. She may be rigid and dull, deserving of criticism, but after all, she is a woman, isn’t she? We should still offer some face."

Zhao Rong hooked the corner of his mouth and nodded, "Yushu is truly understanding and considerate."

Fan Yushu cleared his throat.

Zhao Rong thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What’s the background of this Yu Huaijin? Do you know, Yushu?"

Fan Yushu was slightly taken aback, falling silent for a few moments, then lifted his gaze softly.

"All I know is that she arrived at the Academy this year, tagging along with a Teacher from some Academy, likely an outsider."

Zhao Rong nodded slightly.

Fan Yushu, seeing the thoughtful look on his face, originally wanted to complain a few more times to Zhao Rong about his miserable life before he "fled" to Taiching Four Mansions and to tell him about some things to beware of so as not to provoke Yu Huaijin.

However, Fan Yushu’s words suddenly halted, as the image of Zhao Rong’s recent encounter with Yu Huaijin flashed through his mind. Cough cough, it seemed quite possible, apologies, Ziyu...

Fan Yushu returned to the present moment, casually casting a glance at Zhao Rong.

Then, the two entered Shuaixing Hall together.