<strong>1263 Who is Your Daughter?</strong>
“This is actually... spiritual wine!” Young Master Yu was very shocked. He hurried to use martial techniques to direct this suddenly-acquired strong cultivation into his meridians. After a moment, Young Master Yu smoothened his clothes and stood up.
Looking at the dirt all over his body, he didn’t know whether tough or cry.
It was really a treasure. The mere three mouthfuls just now were enough to increase his cultivation by three hundred years! In just an instant, his cultivation had actually already reached the verge of breaking into fourth-grade Supreme Martial Artist!
This was absolutely incredible.
Since the wine in this jar is so magical, what is in the other?
Young Master Yu suddenly became extremely curious.
He tried to hold it up, then unscrewed the lid and smelled.
Young Master Yu almost sat down on the ground. All of a sudden, his eyes widened to the maximum and his hands clutched the Purple Crystal jars extremely tightly while he moaned, “Life Force Spring! No... It’s Life Force Spring that is only a tiny bit from evolving intote-stage... Oh my god...”
He sat absent-minded, but inside his eyes was an unbelieving ecstasy.
After a long time, he finally recovered his consciousness. Immediately, he covered it up and without caring about the overflowing stink on his body, he chased after Chu Yang in the direction in which he left.
“Chu Yang, stop! Where did you... f*cking find it...”
Young Master Yu’s cries and yells filled the Middle Three Heavens.
He was almost insane...
...
Chu Yang galloped all the way and changed his direction mid-way to head toward Ao n.
Young Master Yu screamed all the way, only to go in the opposite direction.
The distance between the two became further and further.
This was exactly what Chu Yang nned: I am in a hurry to reunite with my brothers right now, don’te and disturb me. Otherwise, I may as well stay to look at your shocked expressions, which must be very enjoyable...
But right now, however urgent your matters are, they can’t be more urgent than mine.
I really don’t have much time left.
As for why he let Young Master Yu see the Spiritual Spring, it was because... hahaha...
This guy’s cultivation has increased so much, it’d be a pity not to use him as a valuable hitter.
...
When Chu Yang arrived, it was bustling inside Ao n.
Everyone walked rapidly, and there seemed to be many guests in Ao n.
Chu Yang caught one and asked, “What’s up? Why is it so bustling?”
The guy was very impatient. “Are you f*cking from the Middle Three Heavens? You don’t even know about such a big event.”
“Such a big event?” Chu Yang’s heart jumped. “Have Ao Xieyun and otherse out of seclusion?”
“No!” The Martial Artist of Ao n was very displeased. “Don’t you know that the head of Ao n’s birthday ising? All the big ns are here to celebrate with him!”
“I see.” The corners of Chu Yang’s mouth twitched. He thought to himself that he arrived at such bad timing that he would probably be forced to spend some money.
Just then, loud sounds of carriages and horses came from the distance. A party arrived grandly. On top of the carriage, arge banner fluttered in the wind, showing the word “Gu”!
Gu n!
“Do you see? The eldest-miss-wife-of-young-master is here in person,” said the Martial Artist from Ao n very proudly.
“Eldest-miss-wife-of-young-master?” Chu Yang was momentarily shocked by this title. Only after a long time did he get it: this was the legendary Gu Miaoling.
Gu Duxing’s sweetheart.
Chu Yang had heard about her for a long while and this was the first time he got to see her in person, so he couldn’t help but be very curious.
He watched the main gate of Ao n open abruptly while someone walked out rapidly.
It was actually a few women: all of them were dressed so mboyantly that the Martial Artist was shocked. “The Lady Head of n is here in person to greet. This is really... polite!”
Chu Yang coughed. He got it: it was a woman who came from Gu n, but Ao Tianxing the head of n was a man, and it wouldn’t be appropriate for him toe out to wee her, so he let his wife do it.
Indeed, the curtain on Gu n’s carriage was lifted and a slim and graceful figure appeared. From far away, she could be seen to walk forward rapidly and bow in salute, and then, the group of women walked in happily and affectionately.
Immediately, more parties of carriages came along the avenue: Luo n, Dong n, Xie n, Mo n and Ji n, one after another.
The one from Xie n knew Xie Danqiong’s wife and four concubines. The one from Luo n was Luo Kewu. From Dong n, it was Dong Wulei. From Ji n, of course, Ji Zhu. As for Mo n, it was the former head of the n, along with two concubines of Mo Tianji.
Chu Yang finally got it.
With these brothers cultivating in seclusion here, how could the women in their homes notfort each other in the pain of separation? For their loved ones to be away for such a long time, not being able to see them for such a long time, how could they not miss them? Besides, since the ns had such a close rtion now, it was also a good thing that the professionals in the ns protected each other in secret and they visited each other frequently.
For these women to wait until Ao Tianxing’s birthday and toe together like they had an agreement, they were already very restrained in expressing their pain of separation.
Chu Yang felt a bit sad.
All people are the same, all hearts feel the same way.
With him away around the year, weren’t Mo Qingwu and Tie Butian even more pitiful than these women?
At this moment, Chu Yang made a decision: in the future, if he was confident, he would bring them with him on his journeys. If he wasn’t, he would definitely not be away for too long!
...
Among these brothers, for those who had wives, most of them were here. For those who didn’t, the men would have toe.
Chu Yang looked at the Martial Artist in front of him with confusion. “I’m not exactly here to celebrate the birthday, and I’m stopping you to ask random things, how can you feel free to tell me all this?”
That Martial Artist looked at him with disdain, his nose turned skyward. “Every year... there are lots of stupid people like you. At any rate, who in the Middle Three Heavens dares to provoke our Ao n right now? Just you... how could you want to make trouble?”
Chu Yang was speechless.
Right now, the party from Mo n approached, and Ao Tianxing already stood to wait in front of the gate of Ao n. Though Mo Xingchen had already retreated to work behind the scenes, he was from the same generation as Ao Tianxing, after all. He couldn’t refuse to give him face on this.
Ao Tianxing weed Mo Xingchen warmly and then turned to walk in, holding Mo Xingchen’s arm. Though the two old strategists had not much interaction in their lifetime, their sons were friends for life at the moment, so they suddenly became affectionate with each other.
After the two walked a few steps, Ao Tianxing suddenly let out an “Eh?”
He turned around and saw Chu Yang in the distance.
He couldn’t help but feel a burst of joy!
He walked over quickly.
That Martial Artist saw the head of n approaching and became so scared that his calf almost cramped. “It’s all your fault, all your fault... You grabbed me to chatter, and the n Head saw it; it seems that I can’t avoid a beating now...”
Chu Yang did not know whether tough or cry.
“Chu Yang, what brings you here?” Ao Tianxing was happily surprised, his eyes widened and stared. “Since you came, why didn’t you send a message beforehand? I would havee out to wee you myself!”
Chu Yang smiled and cupped his hands in salute. “Uncle, I didn’t know that it’s your birthday and came pretentiously... So I was feeling embarrassed at the moment.”
“What’s embarrassing about this?” Ao Tianxing grabbed his arm and dragged him off. “Toe here and not enter, you’re treating this old man as a stranger. I am really very angry.”
Speaking of being angry, his tone was rather cheerful and excited.
And that Martial Artist stared at Chu Yang being dragged away by the n Head, stunned. Chu Yang? Why does this name sound so familiar?
Oh right, isn’t this the name of the boss of Heavenly Armament Pavilion?Could this young man actually be Master of Heavenly Armament Pavilion, the great force only second to Dark Bamboo in the Middle Three Heavens?
Chu Yang, themon boss of the young masters of his own n and the other ns?
His legs became soft like noodles once he thought about it this way. Oh my goodness, my big boss... You, being so great, chatted casually with an insignificant person like me for such a long while that I am so scared now that I’m almost gonna pee...
Yet he saw Ao Tianxing turn around and stare angrily at him. “You dumb thing, you actually didn’t report that Brother Chu is here, and left the honored guest on his own like this! What punishment do you think you deserve? Go back and get your 800 stick beatings yourself!”
800 stick beatings?
The guy felt his knees weaken, and he knelt down on the ground. Those people from the n penalty hall could smash up a King-level man with 8 stick beatings, and 800 beatings... would be enough to cripple him.
“It’s okay, he didn’t know. I actually have to thank him for giving me introductions.” Chu Yang smiled. “This man has done great service.”
“Done great service?! Good!” Ao Tianxingughed. “Get up, Brother Chu says you’ve done great service. In that case, go to the ountant’s to get 800 liang[1] of silver as your reward!”
The man actually felt dizzy from the confusion...
One moment, 800 beatings were going to fall on his body, and the next it became 800 liang of silver in reward... For a long moment, that Martial Artist was tragically unable to wrap his head around such experiences of rising straight from hell to heaven.
Over there, Ao Tianxing had already dragged Chu Yang away affectionately.
This was actually the first time Mo Xingchen met Chu Yang.
When Chu Yang went to Mo n, Mo Xingchen was in the middle of an extremely bad mood and was in seclusion, refusing to meet anyone, handing over everything to Mo Tianji. Naturally, they didn’t get to meet.
“Uncle Mo.” Chu Yang smiled affectionately and took the initiative to greet him first. Regardless of what happened in the past, this guy was the father of Mo Qingwu, his future father-inw, after all.
It was still necessary to make a good impression at this moment.
As he expected, Mo Xingchen immediatelyughed out loud, both ttered and a little diffidently. “So you are Chu Yang? Hahaha... You have the looks of a young hero indeed! You deserve your great reputation, you do.”
Chu Yang smiled humbly. “You’re ttering me.”
Mo Xingchen looked him up and down affectionately. Of course, he knew that Chu Yang was the very person who was in the heart of his daughter Mo Qingwu. Remembering what happened in the past, he felt a bit awkward and started finding random things to say. Somehow, he ended up asking, “Well, Brother Chu, do you... have a wife already?”
Chu Yang was shocked. “You mean...”
“If you don’t have a wife yet, I have a daughter... She’s not yet married.” Mo Xingchenughed out loud. “In the future, you two can make more, more contacts, hahaha...”
Ao Tianxing twitched his mouth at the side.
This old thing has good enough expectations. You don’t know that thest time Chu Yang came, I myself have already raised this issue, but I was rejected ruthlessly. Right now, I wait for you to get the cold shoulder.
Yet he saw Chu Yang’s eyes light up. “What’s the name of your daughter?”
Mo Xingchenughed out loud. “You know my daughter, her name is Qingwu. If you are interested, the girl is fourteen right now and she is cute and looks pretty. She is learning martial arts right now...”
[1] “liang” is a Chinese weight unit