Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect

Chapter 22

Translated by Blob Translations (Translator: nanming, Editor: YoshiiQ  &  Ars, Proofreader: Agent Psyx o7) 

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Chapter 22:

The next day, the whole mountain of Fuyao shook with the news that Cheng Qian was to stay and learn charms together with Yan Zhengming.

Cheng Qian's martial brothers surrounded him, all asking the same question: "What!? You can absorb qi already?"

Rubbing his ear, Cheng Qian felt a little smug. But before he let any emotion creep onto his face, he recalled, suddenly, how he should act as someone who followed the endless path of cultivation, and hurriedly threw cold water on his thoughts to cool himself down.

He nodded in an indifferent and humble way, and said matter-of-factly, "Mhm, sort of."

His words elicited mixed reactions from his martial brothers.

Li Yun's was the most normal.

Li Yun was not an unintelligent person, and considered himself quite clever. Although a person who indulged in heretical tricks and even innovated couldn't possibly be stupid, he simply didn't work hard at his studies despite his swordplay only being passably good. Just when he stopped playing with toads, he became fond of bugs.

Never had Li Yun thought that a junior brother who had entered the sect a year after him would cross the threshold earlier than he did, so his face showed a wretched expression. Li Yun silently put away his katydid cage... as well as a bottle of worm wine with unknown uses. That day, after finishing his swordplay practice, he went straight back to study rather than fool around with Han Yuan.

This action pleased Muchun Zhenren. He knew that Li Yun would feel terrible for a time, as anyone in his place would. But the sadness was only fleeting; it was the impetus that Cheng Qian gave him which would endure.

Nevertheless, the Master's satisfaction quickly dissolved when he discovered that Li Yun was the only one who reacted "normally".

For example, Han Yuan, who was undergoing torture by the detailed sect rules, was entirely apathetic about it.

Ever since he returned from the one-day trip to Demon Valley, his desire for energy feel had faded out. All he wanted now was to eat, drink and play.

"Energy feel? Why should I bother hurrying to learn it? Life is too short; you only live once," was his thought.

That was why Han Yuan didn't feel a trace of envy upon seeing that Cheng Qian, who had joined the sect alongside him, was already able to absorb qi. Instead, Han Yuan gloated over the other boy. He patted Cheng Qian's shoulder while taking his leave, saying, "Haha, extra classes! Your hard days are ahead of you!"

Therefore, Muchun threw Han Yuan out of the Mission Hall after picking him up with the wooden sword.

And there was 'the treasure of the sect', his first apprentice. Seeing that another table with a sandglass on top had been placed beside his, he sighed with feeling. "I only acquired energy feel after four years' worth of swordplay practice... Has it only been a year since Little Copper Coin's initiation?"

Muchun Zhenren thought that young master Yan had been stimulated, and would finally get his act together.

But beyond all expectations, that was only something Yan Zhengming murmured randomly. At the moment, he smiled from ear to ear and said with feigned affection, "Third Junior Brother, in the future we'll be able to 'consult' each other for charms, just like we do for scriptures."