Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 180 I've always been easy to get along with

"Ji Ruofeng may not be far away, but you were definitely the one who set off the lightning." A white-haired man wielding a sword drifted over and said:

“Back then, during the final exam at the academy, you uttered a word of divine inspiration, and a bolt of lightning appeared out of nowhere, cleaving my peerless celestial beings from the heavens into charred corpses.”

The young Taoist priest in the green robe glanced sideways and said:

"So it was you, one of the left and right protectors of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the white-haired immortal Mo Qixuan. Back then, during the final exam of the academy, you were fighting with Yueyao, who was impersonating Yin Luoxia. Upon seeing the death of the two Venerables Wuzuo, you quickly ran away."

"I never expected that I would be remembered by Huang Liangxian. I am truly honored," Mo Qixuan said humbly and politely.

Suddenly, Xiao Se leaped up, displaying his superb lightness skill, and rushed towards the place where the lightning had struck.

Lei Wujie belatedly realized and said:

"Could Xiao Se's master really be nearby?"

"Don't worry, it's just that Heaven is a little displeased because they spread rumors about me." The young Taoist in the green robe said lightly.

"A minor punishment is enough to serve as a warning; it'll only result in some superficial injuries."

"So, you really set this lightning bolt on?" Lei Wujie was shocked.

"I've already said it was Heaven that sent it; what does it have to do with me?" Zhuang Buran's gaze fell on Sikong Changfeng.
"I've heard that to enter Snowmoon City, one must conquer the Ascension Pavilion, and only by passing the highest level can one meet the renowned Snowmoon Sword Immortal."

"I am a weak and frail person, and I think that if I could find the Gun Immortal, I would be able to avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble."

"You also want to see the Snow Moon Sword Immortal?" Lei Wujie's expression became increasingly confused.

"Judging from Lei's tone, you want to go too?"

"That's right. I was entrusted by my master Lei Hong to go see the Snow Moon Sword Immortal. In addition, I also plan to go to Snow Moon City to become his disciple."

"You have quite good aptitude, a naturally clever mind, just like your father."

"Has the Taoist priest met my father?"

"He's a goofy chatterbox, just like you."

"Uh"

Lei Wujie was immediately speechless.

"Brother Sikong, give me a straight answer, could you do me a favor?" Zhuang Buran said with a smile.

"If even the Yellow Millet Immortals are weak and scholarly Taoists, then there are no martial artists in the entire world." Sikong Changfeng glanced at Wuxin and then said:

"After I finish dealing with some trivial matters, I will go to Snow Moon City with Master Zhao."

“Lei Wujie, why aren’t you following me? This heartless little monk will not be a prisoner when he returns to the Outer Heaven, but will become the Lord of the Outer Heaven, above all others.”

Upon hearing this, Lei Wujie couldn't help but look at Wuxin, while Mo Qixuan immediately knelt down and bowed, speaking with sincere emotion:
“Young Sect Master, the Outer Heaven Sect has been waiting for your return for twelve years. Now, the thirty-six sects outside the realm are scattered, but only the Outer Heaven Sect has never had a single member leave.”

"Uncle Mo, please get up quickly."

Wu Xin quickly stepped forward to help him up.

Mo Qixuan remained unmoved and said firmly:

"We are all waiting for the young sect leader to return and take control of the situation again."

After pondering for a long time, Wuxin bid farewell to everyone. Later, he waited for Xiao Se to return, but found that he had not brought Ji Ruofeng with him. It seemed that Ji Ruofeng still did not want to see that evil Taoist priest again.

Ten days later.

Sikong Changfeng led the group to a city called Xiaguan.

The young Taoist priest in green robes said leisurely:
"I've long heard that Snow Moon City is divided into Upper Pass and Lower Pass. Generally, to enter Upper Pass and see the real Snow Moon City, you either need a name card or pass through the Ascension Pavilion."

"And once you reach the sixteenth floor, you will meet three city lords who are renowned throughout the land."

"Master Zhao, with the reputation of Wangcheng Mountain alone, why would you need to pass through the Ascending Heaven Pavilion?" Sikong Changfeng said meaningfully.
“I think that as long as you are willing to come down the mountain to Snowmoon City, the people in the city will definitely come to see you.”

The young Taoist priest in the green robe remained noncommittal, glancing at the young man in red:
"Lei Wujie, what are you staring at like an idiot for? Qianluo and Tang are among the guards of the pavilion. Why don't you hurry up and sneak into the Ascension Pavilion while they're not looking?"

"You don't think you can beat them with your Vajra Mortal Realm cultivation, do you? One of them is the Free and Unfettered Heaven Realm, and the other is the Free and Unfettered Earth Realm."

With a flick of his sleeve, Lei Wujie's steed shot off like an arrow. "What are you two standing there for? Hurry up and chase after them!" Zhuang Buran reminded Tang Lian and Sikong Qianluo.

"Just beat him half to death, let that naive kid know what the dangers of the martial world are."

Upon hearing this, the two men's fine steeds spontaneously began to run.

Sikong Changfeng shook his head and chuckled:

"No wonder Dongjun always seems to have a lot to say when he mentions Zhao Zhenren."

“I am always easy to get along with. If someone finds me difficult to get along with, they should look for the reasons within themselves.”

The young Taoist priest in the green robe paused slightly before saying:

"Brother Sikong, please don't tell anyone that I've arrived in Snow Moon City yet."

"Haha, Master Zhao, do you know that when my master brought me and Dongjun to Snow Moon City, he couldn't wait to see the person he cared about?" Sikong Changfeng laughed.

"I'm afraid that in order to break my sword technique from years ago, she might also cleave up your Ascension Pavilion."

After Zhuang Buran finished speaking, the donkey beneath him started to trot.

Upon hearing this, Li Fansong and Fei Xuan exchanged a knowing glance, their faces showing curiosity, as if they understood why the young Taoist in the green robe had come to Snow Moon City.

"Xiao Se, I hope you think clearly during your time in Snow Moon City whether you came here with Lei Wujie to ask for money, or for something more important."

Sikong Changfeng gave Xiao Se a meaningful look before riding into Xiaguan City.

Five days later.

Outside a huge pavilion, a young man in red robes crashed to the ground, followed by a handsome Taoist priest carrying a peach wood sword.

"Miss Qianluo is too ruthless. Relying on her cultivation at the Free and Easy Realm, she knocked us off the pavilion seven or eight times."

"Can we even get past the fourteenth floor?!"

Li Fansong endured the excruciating pain and, supporting his waist, got up from the ground.

"If it weren't for Senior Brother's help, how could she have taken us down one after another by herself?" Lei Wujie stood up, grinning.

Li Fansong lamented:

"If I had known, I wouldn't have asked my master and the Snow Moon Sword Immortal more questions, otherwise I wouldn't have come with you to challenge the Ascension Pavilion."

The two brothers, in their shared misfortune, helped each other into an inn, where they saw a young Taoist priest in a green robe leisurely drinking wine, while the young Taoist priest Feixuan was busy eating.

"Lei Wujie, I'll teach you a move that will surely get you to the fifteenth level," Zhuang Buran said with a smile.

"Upon reaching the fourteenth floor, he knelt down with a thud, tears streaming down his face, and recounted that his father had died in battle shortly after his birth, and his mother had died of depression when he was three years old. He had been raised by his master, Lei Hong, since childhood."

“My master’s kindness is as high as a mountain. He asked me to see the Snow Moon Sword Immortal, and I must see him. If you continue to prevent me from ascending the pavilion, I will smash my head against a pillar and die.”

Lei Wujie was speechless and shook his head repeatedly:
"A man's knees are worth gold; I won't do that."

"There's another saying: 'A true man can bend and stretch.'" the young Taoist priest in the green robe said slowly and deliberately.

Lei Wujie ignored him, walked to another table, and sat down next to Xiao Se:

"Do you have any good ideas?"

"Miss Qianluo has been holding you back for several days. It shouldn't be long before she and Tang Lian let you go up to the fifteenth floor," Xiao Se said gently.

"That's right. Even if we don't care about the monk, we should care about the Buddha. Qianluo, my senior brother, and I have been through life and death together. How could they bear to keep me stuck on the fourteenth floor?"

On the other side, the young Taoist priest in the green robe picked up a chicken leg and placed it in Li Fansong's bowl as he sat down to eat.
"Eat more, and when we reach the fifteenth floor, don't let down the prestige of Wangcheng Mountain."

Li Fansong immediately had a bad feeling and hurriedly said:

"Uncle-Master, I can't even get past the fourteenth floor, maybe we should just give up."

"With your talent and comprehension, the more beatings you take now, the fewer detours you'll avoid in the future," the young Taoist in the green robe smiled.

(End of this chapter)