บท 76: Cook, Alchemist, Great Emperor
The reason why rumors are so terrifying is that there are no constraints.
There's a saying that describes it quite well.
You just caught a minor cold, but by the time the news spread from the east end of the town to the west end, there would already be people holding bowls and chopsticks, ready to attend your funeral banquet.
It's not easy to stop this kind of thing from happening. Unless you use violent means to forcibly "gag" others.
Of course, Chen Xia wouldn't do such a thing. For now, he could only listen to these rumors. Fortunately, they weren't major issues.
He was half-lying in his cave, leaning against the wall, scratching his cheek, and asked curiously.
"Where's Chi Yu? Why hasn't he come back yet? He's been gone for quite a few years, right?"
Chen Xia remembered that Chi Yu had gone back to his ethnic group to bring back some precious medicine that could nourish qi and blood for him.
Now more than ten years had passed. Chen Xia's qi and blood had already recovered, yet Chi Yu still hadn't come back.
If Chen Xia had really been in life-threatening danger and had been relying on Chi Yu to bring medicine to save him, there would probably already be tall grass growing on his grave by now.
The big yellow dog shook its head, also feeling rather puzzled.
"He shouldn't have taken this long to go back and get the medicine, right? But when he left, he did say that the precious medicine of the ethnic group was very valuable and not easy to obtain. I even specifically advised him."
"What did you advise him?" Chen Xia keenly caught this piece of information.
The big yellow dog furrowed its sparse brows, thought for a moment, and crossed its paws in front of its chest.
"Nothing much. I just told him that if he couldn't get it, he should just steal it."
Alright, the culprit had been found.
If Chi Yu had really been detained for stealing the precious medicine, he would at most be an accomplice, while the big yellow dog would be the main offender.
The big yellow dog was still thinking, its head lowered, muttering to itself.
"He said that he was the young master of the ethnic group and his father was the clan leader. I thought that the precious medicine should belong to him anyway, and he was just taking it out earlier. Is there a problem with that?"
"What do you think?" Chen Xia asked rhetorically first.
"There shouldn't be a problem, right?" The big yellow dog replied with a frown, stretched out a paw to scratch its head, and added.
"Chi Yu said that his father also had a lot of magic weapons and pills. I told him to bring them back too. Anyway, they would be his things in a few thousand years. He's just getting them earlier."
Chen Xia was silent for a while. After a long while, he commented.
"That's quite a filial act."
Was this the Great Heavens?
It really emphasized the "simplicity of the folk customs".
Chen Xia shook his head. Actually, he wasn't worried about Chi Yu's safety. He was just curious and asked casually.
Chi Yu was a Supreme Species. Although he didn't seem very powerful in the Azure Sky Sword Sea, he was just above average, and he wasn't among the best of the upper echelon. He was just barely reaching that level.
After all, Chi Yu was from the Three Thousand Flaming Feather Crows. There was still a gap compared to the Supreme Races that had produced Quasi-Emperor figures.
This was what was meant by the fact that there were differences even among Supreme Species, but this was also a very normal thing. Tigers and hyenas were both considered fierce beasts, but tigers were definitely stronger.
Of course, there would also be individual differences among them. For example, there might be a very self-disciplined and gifted hyena that could defeat an ordinary tiger.
However, this was too fantastical and generally not taken into consideration.
Chi Yu's ethnic group was like the hyena among fierce beasts. In a place like the Azure Sky Sword Sea where the lowest level was the Ancient Species, it naturally wasn't very outstanding.
But if we looked at it in this star region, it was a top-notch existence, able to suppress tens of thousands of races.
It could even rule over several planets, establish its own territory, and become an independent power.
In fact, that was exactly the case.
Chi Yu's ethnic group was in the south of this star region. You could reach it by crossing several star rivers. It was a bit remote, and the resources weren't very good, so naturally, there weren't many powerful cultivators there.
The one with the highest cultivation level there was his father, who was at the early stage of the Mending Heaven Realm and controlled several stars there.
It was precisely because of this that Chi Yu could be sent to the Azure Sky Sword Sea for further cultivation. The ethnic group hoped that Chi Yu, who had the highest talent, could become a Sage and create a prosperous era for the ethnic group.
Chi Yu's goal had always been to become a Sage before.
Well...
Probably before he met Chen Xia.
After meeting Chen Xia, Chi Yu's ambition changed.
He wanted to become an Emperor.
This was a good thing, right?
After all, who wouldn't want to have lofty aspirations?
I just don't know if Chi Yu would say something like "Are those who are noble, generals, and ministers born with such a status?" to his father when he went back.
Those who knew the situation would be fine, but those who didn't might think that Chi Yu was planning to rebel and seize power.
His father would probably give him two hard slaps on the face.
Chen Xia leaned against the wall, touched his cheek, and thought that Chi Yu shouldn't be that stupid, right?
Well...
It was hard to say.
Chen Xia shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Anyway, it wasn't him who would get slapped.
It could be said that the big yellow dog and Chen Xia had really gotten Chi Yu into quite a bit of trouble. If something really happened to Chi Yu one day, they would be the main offenders.
The big yellow dog pulled up its red underpants, sat on the white jade futon, practiced cultivation while sitting in meditation, and curiously asked Chen Xia.
"Brother, I heard that you beat up two formal disciples last time, and they were both Mysterious Species?"
"It wasn't really beating them up." Chen Xia shook his head to deny it, because he really hadn't physically beaten them. So he changed his statement.
"It was just one-sided intimidation."
The most violent thing he did was just lift the Golden Eagle's head.
Chen Xia hadn't had any intention of killing them at all. Otherwise, just one purple-gold small sword would have been enough to kill the Golden Eagle and the Thunderbolt Spirit Flood Dragon.
He showed up later just to intimidate the two of them. Saving that preparatory disciple was secondary. The main thing was to make the Golden Eagle and the other one repair the pavilion for him.
Thinking of this, Chen Xia raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Has the demolished pavilion been repaired?"
He had forgotten about it for a moment and hadn't gone to check. It had been three months since that day.
The big yellow dog often wandered around outside and had some impression in his mind. Sitting cross-legged on the white jade futon, he nodded his head.
"It's already been repaired a long time ago. But it doesn't really look like a pavilion."
"What does it look like?" Chen Xia raised his eyebrows, thinking that these two wouldn't play tricks on him and build a toilet for him instead, right?
"It looks like a palace." The big yellow dog replied honestly and continued. "And there's a statue of you made of spirit stones at the entrance. It's said that they're planning to expand recently. They've already bought the land and are going to build a garden outside the palace."
They were so hardworking?
Chen Xia was a bit surprised. He didn't expect the Golden Eagle and the other one to take this matter so seriously. Sure enough, his intimidation hadn't been in vain.
The big yellow dog stretched out its two paws and placed them on its legs wrapped in red underpants, sitting in a Taoist meditation posture, and muttered again.
"It seems that the two of them have also become sword cultivators. They've been hanging flying swords beside them every day for three months now, as if they're afraid that others won't know."
Chen Xia frowned. "One purple-gold small sword and one golden-yellow flying sword?"
The big yellow dog nodded. "Even you know about it, brother. It seems that they've been showing off quite a bit."
Chen Xia understood now. No wonder the Golden Eagle and the other one were so active. It turned out that he had forgotten to take back his flying swords.
"However, their flying swords don't seem to be very obedient." The big yellow dog spoke again. "I saw the flying swords slap them in the face. Goodness gracious..."
"The marks of the sword slaps were on their faces. They were really hitting them."
The big yellow dog sighed and added.
"I don't think they've tamed the flying swords. It seems more like the flying swords have tamed them."
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