Chapter 113: Senior Brother… Is It You?

After leaving the Disciples of the Hanshui Sect, Lin Xun continued walking toward the Heiwu Secret Realm.

He asked a few more people along the way and learned more detailed information about the Heiwu Secret Realm.

Lin Xun also saw many Sects camping about a mile away from the Heiwu Secret Realm.

However, Lin Xun didn’t see any of the top-tier Sects like the Zilin Holy Land, Bodhi Temple, or Tianji City.

But on second thought, it made sense.

Sects like the Zilin Holy Land and the Bodhi Holy Land were top-tier cultivation Sects; their camps were naturally closer to the Heiwu Secret Realm, and they wouldn’t stay with the ordinary Sects.

Two miles away from the Heiwu Secret Realm was the gathering place for the mountain and marsh Loose Cultivators.

It was normal for Sects with land and resources to look down on these rogue cultivators.

Mingling among the Loose Cultivators, Lin Xun completely blended into a team of fellow cultivators from the Qianye Continent.

As the saying goes:

“When a fellow countryman meets another, expect a knife in the back.”

This wasn’t because Lin Xun had a prejudice against rogue cultivators; Young Master She was right—mountain and marsh Loose Cultivators really did live like dogs fighting for scraps.

When Lin Xun traveled the world, out of a hundred Loose Cultivators he met, ninety-nine would stab you in the back.

And the last one would be the one getting stabbed right alongside you.

Are there good people among Loose Cultivators?

Certainly, but good people among rogue cultivators definitely don’t live long.

Hearing that Lin Xun was a fellow traveler from the Qianye Continent, the Loose Cultivators were delighted and chatted with him about home.

But this wasn’t just small talk; they saw he was young and were trying to fish for information about his Magic Treasures and techniques to see if there was a chance to fleece him.

Fleecing was the least of it; they might even be thinking about how to kill him and take his goods.

However, Lin Xun was an old hand in the Jianghu after all. Not only did he not reveal any key information, but he even managed to bait some information out of them.

This team of Loose Cultivators consisted of three men and two women.

Good grief, just looking at the gender ratio, it was a recipe for trouble.

One of the women, somewhat attractive, was named Xiao Hong. She was Zhang San’s Dao Companion, and both were in the Middle Stage of the Dragon Gate Realm.

The other woman was named Xiao Li. She was even more glamorous, wearing revealing clothes with a tube top that showed off her northern hemisphere.

How should he put it? With that v-shaped face, Lin Xun felt she looked like those swaying influencers on Douyin or live-streaming platforms. She was in the Early Stage of the Dragon Gate Realm.

The other two men, Xiao Gang and Xiao Wei, were in the Late Stage of the Dragon Gate Realm. Their eyes frequently drifted toward Xiao Li’s globe—clearly, they were old perverts.

They were also just a temporary group.

Zhang San used to be an outlaw. In the Dragon Gate Realm, he became a mountain king and established a camp, specifically targeting low-level Loose Cultivators. He and Xiao Li appeared to be an enviable couple, deeply in love.

But in reality, when Lin Xun used the Physiognomy techniques Su Ying had pestered him into learning as a child, he realized—good grief—Zhang San’s head was as green as springtime.

Zhang San’s camp had been burned down, so this “immortal couple” continued living the traditional life of Loose Cultivators.

Hearing about the great Opportunity in the Heiwu Secret Realm, they rushed to this Desolate Region and met Xiao Gang and Xiao Wei. Despite their mutual distrust, there was safety in numbers.

Then they met Xiao Li, and finally, this team was formed.

They made their story sound simple, but Lin Xun didn’t buy it.

Xiao Li kept making eyes at Zhang San, but Zhang San didn’t even look.

Zhang San’s gaze toward Xiao Gang was a bit peculiar.

Yet Xiao Gang’s eyes kept wandering over Xiao Li.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wei took advantage of the others’ inattention to secretly pinch Xiao Hong’s butt.

Xiao Hong looked coy, but her eyes were on Xiao Gang.

Lin Xun didn’t know what to say; he could only think they really knew how to have “fun.”

“By the way, have you seen that Jiang Qingshang?” Xiao Gang brought up the topic.

Xiao Li covered her mouth and giggled like a hen. “Cluck, cluck, cluck. You’re just looking at her because she’s the world’s number one beauty, but she wouldn’t even spare you a glance.”

Xiao Wei chuckled. “What you say is true. Fairy Jiang wouldn’t care about us, but if we could catch even a distant glimpse, it would be worth the trip. I heard that at the last Zilin Grand Ceremony, countless young talents fell lovesick just after seeing Jiang Qingshang once!”

Xiao Gang also nodded. “Such a Fairy… if she were to look for a Dao Companion in this life, what kind of exceptional person would they have to be? Surely not that Lin Xun? I think Fairy Jiang is destined to spend her life with her sword. Since Fairy Jiang doesn’t belong to any one man, she belongs to the whole world!”

Xiao Hong added, “Not just Jiang Qingshang, there’s also Sikong Wangxing of Tianji City and the Buddhist Maiden Ruo Wangchen. I heard they are all absolute beauties.”

Xiao Li added, “And also the Saintess of the Huanxi Sect.”

“The Saintess of the Huanxi Sect…” The three men all swallowed hard. Although Bai Luoxue had only been out in the world for half a year, the rumors about her were too many and too bizarre!

Xiao Gang couldn’t help but sigh. “I heard Bai Luoxue only has eyes for Lin Xun. If I were Lin Xun and could have a woman like that, I’d be willing even if my mind were controlled.”

Zhang San asked Lin Xun, “Brother Diao, what do you think?”

“I…” Thinking of Bai Luoxue’s expressionless face and her persistent pestering, Lin Xun felt a headache coming on. “That Bai Luoxue… her head might not be quite right.”

“Hahaha, I think Brother Diao is just saying the grapes are sour because he can’t have them!” Xiao Gang laughed.

“Who says?” Zhang San also laughed. “I think Brother Diao likes the abstinent type; he must fancy the Buddhist Maiden.”

“The Buddhist Maiden? Isn’t that even more hopeless? With the blue lamp and the ancient Buddha, that Buddhist Maiden probably only has eyes for Buddha,” Xiao Hong said in surprise.

“Alright, let’s drop the subject. Stop teasing Brother Diao.”

Xiao Li said, “True. We’re entering the Secret Realm tomorrow. Finding treasures is the right path. I’ll have to ask you all to look after me.”

As she spoke, Xiao Li curtsied gracefully. Xiao Gang, Xiao Wei, and even Zhang San swallowed hard, all claiming, “Of course, naturally.”

That night, Lin Xun declined the invitation to sleep in the tent and found a tree to doze in.

Soon, Lin Xun saw Xiao Gang enter Xiao Li’s tent.

Then Xiao Hong left Zhang San’s tent.

At the same time, Xiao Wei also came out.

A little later, when Zhang San went to find Xiao Gang, he saw his wife and Xiao Wei “learning a foreign language.”

Then several of them started brawling. The scene was extremely lively for a while, but no matter how lively it got, it had nothing to do with Lin Xun.

Lin Xun looked up at the moon. At the same time, near the Heiwu Secret Realm, a cherry-blossom-haired girl felt something and looked up as well. Her eyes first froze, then she smiled, her eyes curving like a thousand cherry blossoms blooming.

“Senior Brother… is it you?”