Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 450 - 28: Some Grudges Left Over from the Past

If he had a choice, Wang Yunxiao would not have wanted to trek to the countryside to pay respects to some ancestor.

Does boasting about this founding ancestor actually gain any respect?

It would be much more fun to tease Eldest Miss Li at school every day; she is adorable and speaks so nicely.

But he had no choice, for when one is in the Jianghu World, one cannot control their own destiny.

Having freeloaded off Old Master He so many times, he really couldn’t say the cold-hearted words that he just wanted to chase girls and not mingle with him.

He might as well accompany Old Master He back to his hometown for a visit, since it wouldn’t take many days anyway.

Tianmen City was hit by a flood, and the surrounding areas were not looking optimistic, so it was only natural for Old Master He to worry about his hometown.

Of course, there was another reason: Wang Yunxiao felt that his progress in the cultivation of the Heretical Path with the garrison soldiers had been alarmingly fast.

Why would anyone cultivate the Heretical Path? The reason is simple: it’s fast.

Some people enjoy an immersive gaming experience, while others couldn’t care less; with a ding from Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect, they’d reach max level and sweep the whole map.

The Heretical Path was such a peculiar thing; Wang Yunxiao hardly cultivated seriously, just practiced some martial arts, and the progress bar skyrocketed.

After experiencing the spacetime tide on Ghost Festival, he was now just one step away from mutating.

Experiencing the transformation process of a Feathered Immortal was just one of the factors.

Another more significant factor was when he took that old ruler from Nurse Liu and returned it to Principal Zhou.

The short walk from the nurse’s office to the principal’s office had him sweating profusely, feeling constantly under the threat of death.

The mark left on that old ruler was a bullet hole from a long spear, the kind used with cold weapons. He couldn’t possibly imagine what kind of spear could leave such a terrifying murderous intent.

This was the highest level of Echo Erosion he had encountered since his arrival, and compared to those things he had dealt with before, it was like the difference between a Michelin star Kunlun Heavenly Pool dragon shrimp sashimi and a market batch of ten yuan per pound starch shrimp balls.

He took out his notebook for a look, and the notebook dared not make a sound.

God knows where Principal Zhou got such a terrifying thing from; he had never seen him take it out to play before.

After that walk, the progress bar was filled to the maximum.

Wang Yunxiao didn’t dare to continue his cultivation, and he couldn’t find anyone to consult for advice.

Nurse Liu also quietly completed her advance that day, being promoted from Counselor to School Official and then directly switched to the Special Service Bureau... Now thinking back, Wang Yunxiao even suspected that she might have originally been an officer of the Special Service Bureau, who had stepped back into a secondary position at Qinghe Middle School as a school doctor because of diminishing power.

Otherwise, the Special Service Bureau wasn’t a family business; why else would they promote her just like that?

After Nurse Liu left, the evening classes at the school were completely suspended. The brothers could only study with textbooks themselves—considering everyone’s subjective initiative in studying, this was basically the same as letting them run wild.

Without her providing further textbooks, Wang Yunxiao had no idea how to continue cultivating the Dharma Sect of Righteous Path of the garrison soldiers.

This time coming out with Old Master He, he also wanted to clear his mind and re-plan his life path.

Cangzhou was not far from Tianmen; calling it a distant suburban county of Tianmen City was not an exaggeration at all. It used to be a renowned martial arts homeland in the North, with nearly half of the styles of the North Thirteen Families originating there.

It was also one of the areas most severely affected by the flood disaster this year.

Old Master He had taken him there by train, and along the way, vast fields submerged in water could be spotted, the young crops almost beyond saving, which was very disheartening.

"This is already not bad, the situation used to be pretty similar in previous years, but at least now everyone still holds hope, knowing that the President won’t ignore it," he said.

Old Master He, having seen much and known much, didn’t really care about this year’s disasters. According to him, compared to what happened in the Former Dynasty, these hardly counted as major disasters.

After leaving the train station, they saw continuous rows of military tents, which appeared to belong to the Qilin Army. The air was filled with the smells of disinfectant and the bitter scent of Chinese medicine.

Cangzhou had barely developed over the years; the town still had roads paved with loess, which turned into muddy pits after the rain. Many pedestrians didn’t wear shoes and just walked barefoot back and forth in the muddy water.

It was often said that "Tianmen City was where the Nine Rivers end," and that "end" was here in Cangzhou. The terrain in the town center was slightly better. Beyond the town, it was literally swamp and wetlands.

Wang Yunxiao himself wore rain boots and had bought a pair for Old Master He as well. The two of them struggled to trek forward through Muddy Ground.

"Do you know why I brought you here?"

Old Master He asked Wang Yunxiao as they walked.

"Wasn’t it to pay homage to our ancestral master?"

"You believed that just because I said it?"

Wang Yunxiao almost died of frustration: "Master, we shouldn’t be doing this, having come all this way and now you tell me this?"

"In Tianmen, the water runs deep, with many prying eyes and ears on the wall. There are things that can only be said out here."

Old Master He, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, chuckled and said, "I know you’re capable, and you’ve looked down on my insignificant stuff from the start. Although you call me ’Master’, how much filial piety is actually there, we both clearly know."

Wang Yunxiao replied grumpily, "If you put it that way, there’s no point. How about we just buy tickets and go back now?"

"What’s the matter, are you still thinking about your little girlfriend?"

"Can we even have a proper conversation?"

"What’s your hurry..."

Old Master He shook his head and smiled, "When you became my disciple, I told you, I don’t expect you to provide for me in my old age or mourn me dressed in hemp. I only wanted you to do three things for me, remember?"

"Of course, I remember."

"I can tell you now, I have an enemy, a brother, and a disciple ... not you, I’m talking about your fellow disciple."

"My enemy has been eyeing me for many years now, and I reckon his patience is almost exhausted. We are all people of the Jianghu; we must maintain some dignity. I’ve come out this time to give him a chance to find me. When the time comes, you’ll have to help me block him off."

Wang Yunxiao frowned and asked, "This enemy of yours ... what level of capability does he have?"

"He let me live to this ripe old age; what do you think his level is?"

Alright, enough said.

"Also, there’s a brother I befriended back then, a true hero who had climbed mountains of knives and plunged into seas of fire."

At this point, Old Master He took a heavy drag on his cigarette.

"When he left, he entrusted me with a task, which I’ve almost completed. There’s just a bit left, but at my age, I have the will but not the strength. This task, you need to take over and try to accomplish it as completely as possible. That way, even if I die, I can rest in peace."

"What exactly is it?"

"It’s nothing too big, just ... to kill a few people."

Wang Yunxiao couldn’t help but smirk, to kill a few people? You make it sound so damned easy!