Chapter 211

Chapter 211: I want you to swear a vicious oath before you leave
Even as an outsider, Si Tu Xuan almost could not keep listening.

Lan Zi Yu was clearly the one in the wrong first. Yet he refused to reflect on himself and even twisted words around. He really thought too highly of himself.

Yu Zhao only felt it was ridiculous. “Yes, I hit you. What can you do about it?”

“Apologize! You must apologize to me, or do not even think about leaving!” Lan Zi Yu said coldly, his voice harsh.

“Fellow Daoist Yu, you do not need to apologize to him. He is not a good person!” Si Tu Xuan was afraid Yu Zhao would give in because of this. He quickly explained what had just happened, putting extra stress on how he had discovered the Black Spirit Ginseng to prove that he was not lying.

Lan Zi Yu’s face froze for a brief moment, but he covered it up quickly.

Ownerless things belong to whoever can take them.

Si Tu Xuan had let the Black Spirit Ginseng escape. That meant he did not have the skill to keep it. How could he blame Lan Zi Yu for cutting in halfway?

“Hand over the Black Spirit Ginseng.” Yu Zhao looked at him. Her voice was cold.

“Why should I!”

Yu Zhao not only refused to apologize, she even demanded the Black Spirit Ginseng from him, acting like he was nothing. Lan Zi Yu was so angry he could almost explode.

“Because I am stronger than you. If you do not want to hand it over, I do not mind taking it myself,” Yu Zhao said.

“Yu Zhao! Are you really going to turn against me for an outsider? I advise you to think this through. Do not regret it in the future!” Lan Zi Yu’s tone was half threat, half warning.

Yu Zhao only answered with a cold smile.

Lan Zi Yu was furious to the point of madness. He took out the Black Spirit Ginseng from his Storage Space and threw it hard on the ground. “Fine! From today on, we are cut apart. We have nothing more to do with each other!”

With that, he turned to leave.

Yu Zhao suddenly called out, “Wait.”

Lan Zi Yu was secretly pleased. He turned his head with fake calm. “What, you regret it so soon?”

“No.” Yu Zhao smiled slightly. “I want you to swear a vicious oath before you go.”

Lan Zi Yu had gone back on his word more than once or twice. Yu Zhao no longer believed any of his harsh talk.

“…You are impossible!” Lan Zi Yu’s face turned blue and white by turns. A faint panic flashed in his eyes. In the end, he fled in a fluster.

Yu Zhao clicked her tongue softly. She used her spirit power to pick up the Black Spirit Ginseng and tossed it into Si Tu Xuan’s arms.

Si Tu Xuan held the Black Spirit Ginseng, his heart surging with emotion. For a while, he did not even know what to say.

“You are already injured. Stay here and rest for two days before you move on. We will part ways here. If we are fated, we will meet again.”

The Floating Island had only opened not long ago. Yu Zhao still wanted to collect more heavenly materials and earthly treasures. She had no wish to form a team with anyone.

Si Tu Xuan felt a bit disappointed, but he understood Yu Zhao’s thoughts. He smiled and said, “Thank you, Fellow Daoist Yu, for helping me just now. If we are fated, we will meet again.”

Yu Zhao gave him a small nod. Her steps were like wind, and she vanished from the place like a streak of flowing light.

Once she left, Si Tu Xuan felt like all his strength had drained away. He sat down on the ground, his face full of tiredness.

He lowered his head to look at the Black Spirit Ginseng in his hands. The corners of his lips could not help curling up.

[When the old man lost his horse, who could know it was not a blessing in disguise.]

[The elders did not lie to me.]

Silence.

An unspeakable awkwardness drifted in the air above the Endless Sea.

Sect Master Ji Yuan stared at the sky, then at the ground. He would not meet the eyes of the other Sect Masters beside him. His old face burned with shame.

What a disgrace.

Lan Zi Yu was at least Master Qing Yan’s second disciple. He received ten mid-grade spirit stones each month as an allowance. How had he grown such a petty, small-minded temper?

It was one thing to fight with Si Tu Xuan over who owned the Black Spirit Ginseng. But why did he act so sharp-tongued and mean even toward his former fellow disciple and Junior Sister, with not a bit of tolerance in him?

Sect Master Ji Yuan could not understand it at all.

The other Sect Masters had the same thought.

People always said that Master Qing Yan’s disciples were all dragons among men and women, shocking talents. But what they were seeing now was very different from the rumors.

One was Quan Ye, the other was Lan Zi Yu. Their talent was decent, but each had flaws in their character.

Compared to normal people, they barely counted as outstanding. But if you put them next to Yu Zhao, they could not catch up even on horseback.

Anyone with eyes could see which one they should choose between them. Yet Master Qing Yan had gone the opposite way and driven out the very best one. What kind of logic was that?

They could not guess it. They really could not guess it.

Master Qing Yan’s face was as dark as water.

Ever since Yu Zhao had entered the Floating Island, everything she did was like a slap in his face.

While he burned with anger, doubt also rose in his heart.

How had Yu Zhao managed to remake herself in just a few short years, as if she had become a different person?

In his memory, Yu Zhao had good talent but was dull in understanding.

Back then, he had taught Yu Zhao his famous cultivation technique, the “Sea Moon Scripture”. Yu Zhao’s progress had been very slow. She often could not answer when asked, and she could not finish the homework he gave her on time.

As time passed, he slowly lost patience with Yu Zhao and stopped paying much attention to her.

Yu Zhao’s sudden rise had caught him completely off guard.

He thought that if Yu Zhao had shown her ability a bit earlier, he would not have been so firm in driving her out of the sect back then.

Was Yu Zhao working so hard to show herself on the stage of the Cultivation World Grand Tournament also a way to get back at him?

Master Qing Yan fell into deep thought.

…

In the blink of an eye, half a year passed.

On the Floating Island, Yu Zhao had gained some small harvests, but there was still no news of the Longevity Tree.

During this time, she had run into Yao Wuji, Mo Ci, Liu Zheng and the others a few times. They greeted each other, exchanged some information, then parted with tacit understanding and did not disturb each other.

On this day.

Yu Zhao found a hidden cave at the foot of a cliff.

Inside the cave was an underground river whose end she could not see. Above it hung many stone stalactites and stalagmites in all kinds of shapes.

Yu Zhao broke off one stalactite and one stalagmite and studied them for a while. After confirming that they held almost no spirit power, she followed the natural passage deeper into the cave.

Drip, drip.

In the quiet cave, the only sound was water drops falling from the stalactites.

Plop.

Yu Zhao’s steps stopped.

She lowered her head to look down.

On the ground was a patch of gray-green muddy stuff.

Its color was close to the stone wall, so it was very hard to notice.

This was the droppings of some kind of demonic beast.

Yu Zhao’s expression grew even more cautious. The Heart-Guard Mirror was hidden in her sleeve.

After she turned two more corners, the space in front of her suddenly opened up.

Yu Zhao looked at the broad stone wall ahead, which was covered with dense half-round transparent lumps, and could not help sucking in a cold breath.

“This is… White Jade Swallow Nest!”

White Jade Swallow Nest was a legendary supreme tonic. A single White Jade Swallow Nest could match a third-grade beauty and skin-care pill.

And on the stone wall in front of her, there were at least ten thousand White Jade Swallow Nests.

Even though Yu Zhao had lived two lifetimes, at this moment she still could not help feeling a strong surge of greed.

Luckily, the sound of White Jade Swallow wings flapping pulled her back to her senses.

The White Jade Swallow Nests on this rock face came in several types. Some were old nests from past years that had long dried out. Some were new nests built not long ago, still wet and sticky.

Inside the new nests, there were White Jade Swallows nursing their younglings.

Although White Jade Swallows were only Second Rank demonic beasts, they were avian beasts that lived in flocks. Once they were startled, even Yu Zhao did not dare imagine what would happen next.

So if she wanted these nests, she had to use the right method. She could not be too hasty.