Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 152 I think you're the biggest winner.

Two days later, early in the morning.

Inside the pavilion.

Zhuang Buran brazenly occupied the chair that Sima Sanniang usually reclined in, and said to the three young men beside him:

“My master’s wife said that my words are her words. Seeing how fancy you are dressed, you must have some talent. So, wake up and play a few pieces.”

The three exchanged glances, and one of them said:
"Third Sister didn't tell us."

"Would I lie to you? You can ask her when she gets here."

Immediately, the three of them began to play a light and gentle tune: one played the zither, one played the pipa, and one played the xiao.

Half an hour later, Sima San Niang and Yan Hongye arrived together and saw Zhuang Buran drinking wine while listening to music in a lazy and comfortable manner.

Upon seeing this, the corners of their mouths twitched in unison.

"Hongye, is this how this kid always acts?"

"It can only be said that this Despair Manor opened a completely new door for him."

Sima San Niang was speechless for a moment, then quickly stepped forward and said:
"Stop it, all three of you. Are you really going to listen to him like this?"

"Third Sister, this Zhuge Liuyun said you want us all to listen to him," one of them said, sounding aggrieved.

"Zhuge Liuyun, you're really something!" Sima Sanniang said with a forced smile.

"Your ability to spout nonsense is far superior to your agility."

“Master’s wife, these three wooden figures are quite interesting. They seem to have been made using unorthodox and evil techniques, at the cost of self-harm.”

Zhuang Buran appraised the three young men in brightly colored robes with delight:

"No wonder I vaguely sensed that they had some connection with you; there must be some hidden spell involved."

He tapped the armrest lightly with his fingertips:
"The three wooden figures obey you because you are their master, but they also restrain you because these objects, created by a harmful sorcery, possess combat power far exceeding that of you, their master. And this curse seems to be preventing you from leaving this Despair Manor."

Upon hearing this, Yan Hongye immediately looked at Sima Sanniang:

"Mother, is what Liuyun said true?"

“Hongye, is this brat’s Taoist skills really only at the Yellow Talisman level?” Sima Sanniang frowned.

"We should have already stepped halfway into the Purple Talisman Realm," Yan Hongye replied uncertainly.

Sima San Niang's face was resolute:
"These three wooden figures are the barrier of forgetfulness that I set up myself, just in case I forgive that bastard Yan Chixia one day and go crazy to find him."

"I might as well go all the way and die here in this mountain villa, and not give myself a chance to change my mind."

"Junior sister, did you see that?" Zhuang Buran said leisurely.
"This is a lesson from the past. Love and affection are really not good things. Focusing on cultivating the Tao and practicing the Dharma is the right path."

"Evil practices harm both the practitioner and others; they must not be allowed to continue!"

Yan Hongye narrowed her eyes slightly and swiftly unleashed three powerful and unstoppable bursts of righteous energy, instantly reducing the three rather spiritual wooden figures to ashes.

“Mother, no matter how much you hate him, you can’t sacrifice your health for him.”

"I hate myself for being so useless. That Yan fellow clearly promised to abandon her sword and retire from the world, no longer interfering in the rights and wrongs of the righteous and demonic paths." Sima Sanniang looked at Yan Hongye with immense pity.
"But in the end, he secretly passed on to you the 'Mysterious Heart Secret Technique,' a technique that would surely kill you if you practiced it. The so-called ancestral precepts of the Mysterious Heart lineage were more important than the life of his own daughter."

Just then, a jarring "tsk tsk" sound came from the side. The two looked over and saw the young man with the gun give a seemingly embarrassed smile.
"Uh, Master's wife, your wine is really good. Did you brew it yourself, or did you buy it from outside?"

Seeing that they remained silent and their expressions grew increasingly fierce, I couldn't help but force a dry laugh:

"Or you can continue, and pretend I don't exist."

"How exactly has your master taught you all these years?" Sima Sanniang asked, speechless, before Zhuang Buran could speak.

"Do you know that Yan Chixia is in the Heartless Cave in the Forget-Love Forest, and has already turned into a monster that is neither human nor demon?"

"He's your master, don't you care about his safety at all?"

Zhuang Bu Ran said meaningfully:
“If my master were to be in any danger of death, you and my junior sister would be even more anxious than I am and would rush ahead of me to save him.”

"What a joke," Sima Sanniang sneered. "Then let's make a bet. If I win, you'll teach me the technique for crafting wooden dummy heads."

Zhuang Buran was only halfway through his sentence when Yan Hongye interrupted him decisively:

"No, this is an evil art. What are you trying to learn? You're up to no good again, trying to take some shortcut."

"Alright, I've figured it out pretty much anyway, and I can refine it after a little time."

"Zhuge Liuyun, you..."

"Alright, alright, I won't practice evil arts." Zhuang Buran waved his hands repeatedly.

“Master’s wife, let’s get back to the point. I’ll bet you whether you’ll stand by and watch my master die. If I win, this Despair Manor is quite nice and will be mine.”

"If I lose, I'll give you the Ice Heart Cottage."

"When did Bingxin Caotang become yours?" Yan Hongye said, amused and exasperated.

"Why be so calculating between siblings who are also disciples?" Zhuang Buran quietly used a telepathic technique unique to this world:

“Junior sister, I don’t know you are my senior brother, but you are the one who most wants Master and Mistress to reconcile, and the one you least want is for them to become enemies because of you.”

“Zhuge Liuyun, I’m increasingly realizing that the person I know is just the most superficial disguise.” Yan Hongye also used telepathy.

"Haha, junior sister, I seem to have forgotten to tell you that two years ago, when I was still cultivating in seclusion on the mountain, I suddenly awakened a supernatural power."

"It can know what sentient beings in the six realms are thinking, know the psychology and changes of others, truly understand the differences in the minds of others, and know the influence of various good and evil thoughts in the minds of others. This can be called telepathy."

Upon hearing this, Yan Hongye's eyes flashed with emotion, and she used her telepathic communication technique again:

"You're really digging and finding more and more. Could there be many more things hidden here?"

Zhuang Buran chuckled, and instead used telepathy on Sima Sanniang:
“Master’s wife, don’t hesitate. Junior sister definitely doesn’t want to stay in Despair Manor for long. She’s also cultivating the ‘Mysterious Heart Technique,’ which is destined to kill her young. Don’t you want to spend more time with her?”

"Besides, this is also a good opportunity to truly see the grudges and affections between myself and Yan Chixia."

"Therefore, whether you win or lose in this bet, you are the biggest winner behind the scenes."

"I think you're the biggest winner," Sima Sanniang replied using telepathy, but her face revealed two words:

"It's a bet."

"Alright, junior sister, you can use the Round Light Technique later, so that everything can be seen clearly."

noon.

The young man with the gun stood outside a cave and said loudly:

"Yan Chixia, get out here now! Today, I, Zhuge Liuyun, will represent my master's wife and junior sister to kill you, you cold-blooded, heartless, and treacherous bastard."

Suddenly, a dark figure darted out of the cave. It was a disheveled old man exuding demonic energy.

He said in a low voice:
"What did you just say?"

"You, Yan Chixia, your demonic energy is even stronger than that of a monster. It seems that my master's wife was right."

"You know perfectly well that the boundless demonic energy in the Netherworld Spring has only been suppressed by the Moye Sword, yet now, in order to obtain this supreme treasure of the righteous path, you are willing to bring disaster upon all living beings."

After Zhuang Buran finished speaking, he made a hand seal and chanted an incantation:

"Heaven and Earth are boundless, the profound heart and the righteous law, the five elements of divine thunder!"

Yan Chixia originally intended to retaliate with a Five Elements Divine Thunder that was only three-tenths stronger, but suddenly a voice popped into his mind:
“Master, if you want to sincerely admit your mistakes and get your mistress and junior sister to forgive you a little, then don’t resist. If you can also offer some explanation, that would be even better.”

Upon hearing this, he slowed his movements and was struck by divine lightning.

With a "bang," it crashed into the stone wall outside the cave. Due to its profound skill, it only turned pale.

Zhuang Buran took out a piece of Xuan paper rolled into a hemp rope from his sleeve, held the end of the rope, and the hemp rope and Xuan paper fell down, transforming into a whip more than ten feet long.

With a loud bang, Yan Chixia was struck heavily on the shoulder by a whip and sent flying.

(End of this chapter)