Death… and me

Cheng Yu Tong and Cheng Zi Ang both turned and looked at one another. The annoyance that they had towards Chu Yang disappeared from their hearts. They each saw in the other's eyes the look of admiration and respect!

During this interaction and from what they heard when Chu Yang interacted with these strangely powerful guests, they both thought to themselves.

Minister Chu was the most loyal citizen of Iron Cloud! Being able to work for this person was something to be proud of.

However, only Wu Qian Qian was suspicious of what he had said.

The performance that Chu Yang had put on today was extraordinary. Wu Qian Qian would have believed him without asking any questions if she had not known Chu Yang before. She thought to herself since when did Chu Yang become such a person? An ethical person who upholds justice? Dedicated to the country and its people? This really doesn't seem like him…"

In the prince's manor, Tie Bu Tian frowned. A shadow stood quietly in front of him.

"Minister Chu! Haha! Good for Minister Chu!" His brows relaxed, and Tie Bu Tian calmly smiled, "None of the things that Minister Chu said were the truth!"

After hearing the shadow who was in front of him report back, he gave it some thought before coming to this conclusion.

The shadow was not one to talk a lot; for him, fewer words held greater value. If the prince had asked him to give in great detail about everything that had happened, he would have gone mad…

Tie Bu Tian considered it for a long time before he finally sighed, "If only these words that Minister Chu said were from his heart that would be truly wonderful! This is unfortunate… Really unfortunate!"

However, being able to reach such a conclusion was not particularly difficult. It was just that Tie Bu Tian had continued to hold on to the hope of being able to recruit Chu Yang to join him as a permanent member of his team. But now that he heard Chu Yang's words of loyalty and courage, this had made Tie Bu Tian eventually relinquish all hope…

…

Chu Yang stood up, stretching every part of his body. As he did, almost all of his joints started to make cracking sounds. He opened his eyes in amazement.

He finally had a breakthrough!

He was currently a grade one Martial Artist!

However, a grade one Martial Artist was considered nothing in Jiang Hu. The basic level in sects of the Lower Three Heavens were Martial Artists and most of them were Martial Masters above the fifth grade. Thus, first grade Martial Artists in the Lower Three Heavens were not even worth mentioning when it came to that of great clans. This was simply because even the lowest ranking members of the sect were capable of such a feat.

Normally, Martial Artists were assigned any tasks which involved them being sent out as it would usually result in death. Even a ninth grade Martial Artist would have to stay in the safe area and concentrate on cultivation.

Chu Yang was turning seventeen in a few months. At that age, most descendants of clans would be at least the third or fourth grade Martial Artists. Extremely talented individuals such as Gu Du Xing would already have reached Martial Great Masters by then already!

This was nothing to be proud of!

However, that being said, Chu Yang's cultivation conditions could not be directly compared to those talents. This was because the treasures of the Lower Three Heavens were incomparable to the wealth of clans in the Middle Three Heavens. Hence it was natural that his cultivation rate would be slower than those in the wealthy clans of the Middle Three Heavens!

Other than treasure, the Middle Three Heavens was an area with a much greater density of spiritual energy. Hence, rare herbs usually grew there in a large quantity and quality. The talents of the Middle Three Heavens essentially had an edge over those in the Lower Three Heavens because they grew up eating such nourishing herbs.

Chu Yang had never been able to eat any of those things. Another thing was these talents started cultivation very early in life and gradually advanced. A Martial Great Master at the age of twenty usually had already been nurtured for cultivation while still in the womb; thus this was no different from him having twenty-one years of cultivation!

Chu Yang had an incredibly weak foundation before, and it was not even half a year since his rebirth!

He had grown eight grades, from a third grade Martial Warrior to a first grade Martial Artist in a period of half a year!

Even though his rank was still low and advancing was not too difficult… But that speed was truly unprecedented! In all of history, this had never happened!

"Chu Yang, how are you? Are you tired?" Wu Qian Qian waited next to him with a piping hot bowl of soup and a bowl of white rice. She said gently, "You have not eaten anything since last night."

It was not until she said this that Chu Yang felt his stomach rumbled. Without any hesitation, he took the soup and rice and devoured everything.

As Wu Qian Qian watched Chu Yang eat, she could not help but smile happily.

"Ah!" After a few bites, Chu Yang suddenly looked up and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's morning; you were meditating so I ordered them not to disturb you." Wu Qian Qian said softly.

"This is bad!! This is bad!!" A piece of white rice was still on his lip. He dropped the bowl of rice and immediately jumped out.

"What's wrong? You… You should finish your food first!!" Wu Qian Qian stomped angrily.

However, Chu Yang only ran even faster and soon he was gone; only his voice echoed back, "I am in a hurry… The rice and soup were very good! Thank you!"

Watching Chu Yang disappear, Wu Qian Qian stomped her foot and bit her lip as she muttered, "What's more urgent than your health? You are really…"

Clearing the bowls, Wu Qian Qian looked at more than half a bowl of leftover soup and remembered Chu Yang had said: "The rice and soup were very good!"

"As long as you think it's good, I will cook more for you tomorrow." Wu Qian Qian whispered to herself. Suddenly, she turned and looked in all directions in worry that someone might have overheard what she said to herself. Her face reddened as she smiled.

Chu Yang had completely forgotten about the two people who did not have any food since he left.

If they felt hungry and went out to find food, then that would be disastrous!

He hurried back to Emerald Flow Lake. The moment he entered Heavenly Armament Pavilion, Chu Yang was immediately hit with an odor so strong he almost stumbled. He wailed loudly, "What in the world! Why is it so foul???"

While it was extremely stinky, Chu Yang was actually filled with joy. This showed that the Hei Mo people had been here! Moreover, they must have searched especially carefully; otherwise, there would not be such a special scent from these medicine pot shards.

Thinking about how these Hei Mo people searched through the medicine pots and not finding anything and then making a mess out of anger, Chu Yang could not hold back his laughter. He quickly stepped inside, but, after only two steps, he heard a rustling sound.

Are there still people here?

Chu Yang crept closer. He only saw Mo Qing Wu's small figure going about busily with a silk handkerchief covering her nose. She was clumsily putting things back in the room.

His eyes became hot and he could not help but feel a little hazy. It was as if Chu Yang was looking back at his previous life when each time Mo Qing Wu came to his place, she was always busy cleaning. In front of his eyes, that gentle and graceful figure once again appeared. It quietly looked at him and called to him, "Chu Yang…!!!"

"Qing Wu…!!!" Chu Yang murmured. There was a pain in his heart like piercing needles or a flooding tide.

"Chu Yang! Brother Chu Yang! You are home. But why did you call my name?" Mo Qing Wu's innocent voice rang out and interrupted Chu Yang's trip down memory lane.

"Oh, nothing! Xiao Wu, why are you out here?" Chu Yang shook his head. Then he walked forward and held Mo Qing Wu's little hand tightly; he rebuked, "You are so little; what would you do if you got injured? Don't do this again!"

Mo Qing Wu complied; while she was still young, she was still able to understand Chu Yang's concern. She tilted her head and smiled, "Uncle Cheng Yu spat out blood again; he is currently recovering. I… I am a little hungry so I went out to find some food."

Then she covered her nose with her little hand and fanned a few times, "I can't believe Brother Chu Yang's place is this messy. This stench can kill people. Brother Chu Yang, you're so dirty…"

"Ahhh…" Chu Yang fell silent, he then hurriedly explained himself, "I set up these things as a trap for those people that caused your injury… You were unlucky to come out at this moment. Normally, I am not that messy…"

"Ah! I see." Mo Qing Wu's eyes turned red as she said guiltily, "So Brother Chu Yang did it for me, and I misunderstood you. Brother Chu Yang, I am really sorry!"

"It's fine! It's fine!!! Now that this place has become like this, I quite sure that those people already visited." Chu Yang said, "Be good and sit here for a little. I will clean up and cook food for you to eat. You haven't eaten anything for a long time; you must be hungry, right?"

"Yes…" Mo Qing Wu sniffed and rubbed her little stomach, "My stomach has become so thin… Look!!!" Then she lifted her shirt to reveal her snow-white belly. She pointed her finger at it and said, sadly, "Look! Isn't it flat? But once I eat, it will become round again."

Chu Yang felt dizzy, and when she let her shirt back down, he said, "Xiao Wu! A lady should not show her stomach for people to see. Remember this!"

"But my mother never said this!" Mo Qing Wu said shaking her head.

Chu Yang smacked his forehead. He realized he was being too serious. Mo Qing Wu was currently nine years old. There was no problem with her showing her stomach. But while he thought that way, his subconscious still did not want anyone to see…

Chu Yang quickly cleaned up. He first placed all of the medicine jars back onto the shelves and tossed the things which the stench had come from into the Emerald Flow Lake. With that, the stench was slightly diffused. He then burned about forty to fifty aromatic incense sticks in order to mask the terrible odour.

After a while, Mo Qing Wu sniffed. She went around with her nose up smelling the air like a puppy searching for a smell. A short while after, she announced with satisfaction, "The smell is gone!"

Chu Yang was perspiring profusely. He could not believe that a little girl could have this type of personality. He went out to make a few dishes and cook a pot of rice. He turned down Mo Qing Wu's offer to help and did everything before bringing the food into the secret underground chamber.

At this time, Mo Cheng Yu finally came to.

The moment he opened his eyes, Mo Cheng Yu was greeted by one of Chu Yang's ferocious scolding, "How could you allow this to happen? Didn't I already tell you not to let Xiao Wu go outside? Hei Mo's people are currently everywhere. What would you do if you get discovered? Your age is already great, and you are also a King level master. How is it that you can't even handle such a small task?"

Mo Cheng Yu's old face reddened. He knew that he was at fault and could not refute; he could only bow his head and receive the scolding.

"Brother Chu Yang, Uncle Cheng Yu did tell me not to go outside, but I was hungry so I snuck out. Can you not yell at Uncle Cheng Yu anymore?" Mo Qing Wu gently tugged Chu Yang's sleeve as she pleaded for Mo Cheng Yu.

"Xiao Wu, don't be bothered… No one can convince me to let this go!" Chu Yang was livid. Even with a King level master protecting Mo Qing Wu, she was almost put in harm's way again. This was extreme negligence! Because you suffered serious internal injuries, I have been lenient with you for more than a day. But I can't believe you continued to screw up again.

In addition to that, looking at your injuries, when Diwu Qing Rou's people come in a few weeks, what can you do?? Not scolding you would be too good for you!