Chapter 400 - Noodles
Lu Xiucai was in awe as he stood inside the messy room.
He never thought the blind old man would kill everyone just like that.
Aren't Daoists supposed to help kind and innocent people and punish evildoers? Why did he kill everyone? Aren’t they innocent? I guess Daoists are different from what my old man told me. Lu Xiucai pondered.
Just then, Blind Chen turned around and looked at Lu Xiucai. Although Blind Chen was blind, Lu Xiucai felt that the old man could see him as he broke out into a cold sweat.
"Oh? Why is there someone still alive?” Blind Chen raised his mirror toward Lu Xiucai.
Lu Xiucai was scared out of his wits. He raised the bronze coins in his hands and shouted, “Don’t kill me! My master is Li Huowang!”
Blind Chen came to a halt.
Lu Xiucai felt that he had been spared, but he still pleaded mercy to Blind Chen. “Do you know my master? Please spare me! I don’t know these people at all!”
Blind Chen walked over and took the bronze coins away from Lu Xiucai’s palm. “Li Huowang? I don’t know him. However, the five bronze coins in your hands contain a trace of spiritual power, and they're going to come in handy. Not bad, I'll consider these coins payment for your life.”
Blind Chen then turned around and walked away with his white banner while playing with the bronze coins.
Lu Xiucai stood blankly for a while until the soft night breeze swept past him, snapping him back to reality. Lu Xiucai stared at the puddle of flesh outside, and he couldn't believe that the powerful Sir Kui had perished just like that.
Sir Kui was like a mere ant compared to Blind Chen.
Blind Chen had thoroughly destroyed Lu Xiucai’s ego.
Blind Chen wasn't the same as his master Li Huowang. Even though Li Huowang was cold and crazy, he wasn't the type of person to kill indiscriminately. However, Blind Chen was different. He seemed to be the type of person to kill as he wished.
A stronger sense of fear gripped Lu Xiucai’s heart, and he started trembling from fear. If it hadn't been for those coins, he would have died like Sir Kui and his group members.
The fear soon disappeared, replaced by determination. Why? Why am I so worthless? I want to become like that blind man!
Lu Xiucai learned something from Blind Chen that he hadn't learned from Li Huowang. Food? Women? Those are nothing! I have to become strong like that blind man!
Lu Xiucai trembled at the thought that he could actually become strong enough to decide the life and death of other people.
I have to find my master and ask him to teach me how to become powerful! Lu Xiucai clenched his fist and ran out of the mansion.
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“Come here, and let me test you. Who built the Qi Kingdom's foundations? I know you don’t know, so let me just tell you. When the disaster of the Black Heavens befell us, General Qilu braved the seas with his people to come here.
"At the time, this land was in turmoil. Small countries were fighting against each other; the general fought in numerous wars to unify the countries, and he established the great Qi Kingdom when he was ninety-five years old.
"His grandson Qiheng continued his legacy by leading everyone to prosperity. He also established the Surveillance Bureau during that time period.”
Bun was sprawled on Black Taisui, and its head was tilted sideways in curiosity. It was a dog, so it couldn't understand what Zhuge Yuan was saying.
The Black Taisui had occupied most of the space inside the carriage. As for the remaining empty spaces, Zhuge Yuan had filled them up with books and drawings. He didn’t mind the Black Taisui's presence as he continued talking to Bun.
Bun yawned and was about to leave the carriage when it saw Zhuge Yuan holding a sausage in his hands. Bun sat down immediately and listened to what Zhuge Yuan had to say.
Li Huowang was driving the carriage, and he sighed upon taking a peek inside. Is Zhuge Yuan crazy enough to teach history to a dog?
Li Huowang didn’t want to learn more about the Qi Kingdom's history, so Zhuge Yuan actually came up with an excuse to teach the dog and speak loud enough for Li Huowang to hear from the outside.
For some reason, he's trying to teach me the history of the Qi Kingdom. If not that, then he'd try to teach me calligraphy. What is wrong with him? Li Huowang lampooned inwardly.
Zhuge Yuan was very passionate about teaching, and his chatterbox trait didn't make him appear powerful at all.
The carriage traveled slowly on the dirt path. Li Huowang saw a stall by the roadside in the distance. There was white smoke coming up from the stall, and it seemed to be a stall selling food.
“Junior Li, why don’t we stop here? We’ve eaten nothing but rations these days. I think it's good to have some 'real' food from time to time,” Zhuge Yuan said, opening up the tarp at the front.
Li Huowang was holding onto the reins when he glanced at the customers at the stall and the old lady serving the noodles. “No, it’s not safe. Who knows? They might be members of the Sitting Oblivion Dao with a trap waiting for us.”
The Sitting Oblivion Dao hated Zhuge Yuan and would do anything just to kill him.
“The Sitting Oblivion Dao wouldn't stoop so low as to imitate a stall owner and poison food. Also, aren’t you looking for Bei Feng? With your guard so high up, how are we going to find Bei Feng?”
Li Huowang froze, realizing his mistake. Indeed, he was supposed to look for his target, so he couldn't be so wary about everything. After all, how would he encourage his target to make a move against him if he were so wary about everything?
Li Huowang stopped the carriage and alighted. Zhuge Yuan alighted as well, followed by Bun.
“Table for two? Do you want some noodles? Fish noodles are our specialty. We use the entire fish, including the scales and bones to make the soup," said the kind-looking old lady, who came up to them upon seeing them.
“Three. Bowls. Please.” Li Huowang enunciated each word while glaring at the kind-looking old lady.
The kind-looking old lady was shocked by Li Huowang's glare. She turned around and ran in a panic to talk to the old man cooking the noodles.
“Junior Li, calm down and eat properly. They're not members of the Sitting Oblivion Dao,” Zhuge Yuan said, using a white cloth to wipe the chopsticks clean.
“Oh? How can you say for sure? Do you have a method to uncover the members of the Sitting Oblivion Dao?” Li Huowang asked, looking curiously at Zhuge Yuan.
“I guess you can say that. Since the members of the Sitting Oblivion Dao cultivate 'Lies,' I would see a thread from their body if they got close enough to me like that kind-looking old lady."
Li Huowang's curiosity was piqued, and he asked, “A thread? What does that mean?”
Li Huowang reckoned that he could learn Zhuge Yuan's techniques and use them against the Sitting Oblivion Dao members.
“It's the thread that connects them to their Siming.”
Li Huowang was shocked. Zhuge Yuan's revelation was a bit different from what he had learned.
“They have a Siming?” Li Huowang asked.
“Of course. How would you explain their techniques if they don't have one?”
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