Chapter 1079: Chapter 317: I’ll Keep Your Secret! It’s Disciple Li Xiao’an’s!
"Thirty have joined, are three hundred far behind?"
"Are three thousand far behind?"
"Not far at all."
Yuchi now clearly understood each disciple’s temperament, as well as their past. As he stood not far away watching the disciples laughing and playing together,
he confirmed one thing.
"First, they are formidable women, then they are my disciples from Ascension Gate, and lastly, they are the ones I, Yuchi, need to protect well in the future."
Why ’in the future’? Because right now my cultivation is still a bit weak, and in a place like the State Capital, I can’t act recklessly. Today, a bald-headed man appeared out of nowhere, and I almost died at his hands. Luckily, I have traveled a lot.
Otherwise, if I had encountered that bald head the first time I arrived in the State Capital, I wouldn’t have been able to bluff my way through.
Looking at Yin Shuang hiding in my arms, I asked, "Shuang’Er, are you sure you don’t want the disciples to know about your existence?"
Originally, Yuchi wanted to introduce Yin Shuang to the disciples, after all, she was part of the Ascension Gate, but Yin Shuang declined.
Yin Shuang nodded, "I want to wait until I grow up before I meet them. I’m still too small now... just over seven inches, not even eight inches tall."
"But when I grow up to several dozen inches, I’ll be formidable!"
"Only then it will be okay."
Yuchi understood. Yin Shuang was different from others. She was a Spiritual Painting Avatar, and apart from Yuchi, she usually hid inside a painting label. It was clear that although she acted carefree, she was still very sensitive and fragile inside, perhaps even doubting if she was human.
Yin Shuang retorted, "You’re the one who’s not human!"
"I’ll bite!"
She bit the fingertip of Yuchi’s hand that was combing his silver hair: "I’ve put up with Brother Yuchi for a long time. Your fingers keep combing my hair, they’ll get oily!"
...
After an incense stick burned down, Yuchi, with one hand wrapped in cloth, had changed into a new outfit and arrived in the State Capital, where wealthy people were everywhere. He had to present himself well.
He no longer wore the big cloak and bandages. He emulated the young lords on the street and carried a Flower Sword.
The Flower Sword could be bought at any blacksmith shop, a classic example of form over function. Young lords with Flower Swords all appeared refined and elegant. The reason it was called a Flower Sword was that if a young lord gave his Flower Sword to a Courtesan,
and the Courtesan accepted it, it meant she was willing to follow him.
Like a token of affection, wearing a Flower Sword also indicated that the young lord had an affection for a Courtesan.
On his face, Yuchi wore a small fox mask, the kind commonly seen and used during festivals or playful activities.
Coupled with his black brocade clothing, Yuchi now appeared as a light-hearted young lord, with no trace of threat.
And just as criminals often return to the scene of their crime, so did Yuchi.
He pretended to be nonchalant, holding a Flower Sword as he arrived at the territory of the Sea Heaven Sect. Standing in the crowd, he looked over at the disciples of the Sea Heaven Sect, and then saw the old, black-faced, fiercely angry bald guy, whose gnashing expression was quite terrifying.
Tsk tsk, he probably learned about the recent happenings and found them fishy, but truly finding Yuchi the Honest again was impossible.
Sitting there alone, fuming to the point where even the disciples around him had lost their previous liveliness.
"Ah, if only I’d had two plans in place."
Honestly, if he had been braver, he could have ventured inside the Sea Heaven Sect to assess the levels of the sects around the State Capital. But considering that he and the bald guy had some grievances, a cautious approach was wise for now.
He could come back in the future.
So what to do now?
"Just wander around then."
"Walk more, after all, pretend it’s a shopping trip. Fate might just bring something up."
Humming old songs from the previous life, Yuchi strolled through the State Capital, walking and pondering if he should look into something.
It was a simple matter.
A formidable woman had emerged among the Courtesans of the State Capital. According to the woman, she felt becoming a Courtesan was a bit degrading, like she deserved a title above Courtesan, causing a great deal of buzz through the State Capital. Many Courtesans certainly weren’t pleased about it.
Of course, for the onlookers, they were curious whether this woman was merely boosting her value or if she truly had remarkable skills.
Many people were already heading in that shop’s direction to see for themselves.
Yin Shuang curiously asked, "Brother Yuchi, above the regular brothel girls is the Xiangxiang girl, and above the Xiangxiang girl is the Courtesan, right?"
Yuchi: "Yes, you even know that?"
Yin Shuang: "It’s in the books. So, the higher the rank, the more expensive they are, and the more knowledgeable they become, right?"
Since she started reading, it was quite impressive. Smiling, Yuchi said:
"That’s correct. They command respect because they’ve moved forward step by step on their own, nothing to scoff at. Same goes for Courtesans, as long as they are not harming others and can be of help, that’s commendable."
Yin Shuang got a little excited, clutching Yuchi’s clothing and looking up at Yuchi’s nostrils: "Brother Yuchi, can we go take a look?! I’m so curious!"
Yuchi initially wanted to see the Courtesan competition himself, hoping to gain some insights, but Yin Shuang was still a child. So he laughed and said, "Not really, since you’re still a child. At your age, it’s unlikely you can outmatch a Courtesan, let alone get involved in their internal conflicts where anything might happen."
Child? Yin Shuang protested, "I’m eighteen this year!"
Yuchi: "Eighteen?"
Yin Shuang flipped her silver hair, her delicate little face proudly declared:
"Yes, since coming to the painting label, it’s been eighteen years now, so I should definitely go have a look. After all, I want to learn more to help Brother Yuchi!"
With pleading eyes sparkling, she looked at Yuchi.
Yuchi: "..."
After pausing for a moment.
"Alright then."
And so, amid Yin Shuang’s excited cheers, Yuchi headed to the scene of the event, muttering to himself, "An eighteen-year-old girl, barely this tall, surely the food piled up is taller than she is."
"Such a waste, eating for nothing."
And then.
"My hand!"
"Stop biting!"
"It’s already ruined!"
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