Chapter 92.2
After Gu Xiyu had finished taking all the lashes with a pale face, the Sect master came to him again and reminded him, “These lashes are for those who have died, and if this Bu Tianhan kills another person because of you again, you will receive one stroke, and if he kills a hundred, you will receive a hundred!”
Gu Xiyu lowered his eyes, still not saying a word.
At least through this trip today, he realized that although the original owner had a high status in the sect, he was only treated as cannon fodder by the sect master. He would have to be a little more careful in everything he did, for the sect master would not favor him for any reason.
Right is right, and wrong is punished.
When the punishment was over, the Sect master pulled the pale man up from the ground, and his tone returned to normal: “Bu Tianhan is still out there running amok, and I heard that he is still a few dozen heads short of his target, and he has also let slip where he is going next.”
“That village is not far from our Tiansu Immortal Sect, I want you to take people there and evacuate the people there before Bu Tianhan destroys that village and kills them all.”
Gu Xiyu smiled and asked in a light voice, “Can everyone be saved? If I meet with Bu Tianhan again, do I have to let him capture the people or can I resist and attack him?”
Sect master Lin Wuxing glared at him and said angrily, “Of course you can!”
Gu Xiyu gasped silently, and after easing the pain in his body, he asked softly, “What if I save the villagers, and he says something like, ‘You saved twenty people this time; I’ll kill another two hundred in payback’?”
Lin Wuchen was momentarily speechless at his question.
In the end, Gu Xiyu led a group of disciples from the Tiansu Immortal Sect out. Apart from a few elders who were close to him and Guo Yiyi, who had been concerned about his condition, no one in the Immortal Sect knew that he had just been punished. They only felt that he didn’t look too good and that he looked sickly.
However, there were very few people in the Immortal Sect who had come into contact with Gu Xiyu. He was a dedicated cultivator and never saw anyone, so this was the first time they had gone out on a mission with him.
When they arrived at the village that the Sect master had mentioned, the demonic cultivators sent by Bu Tianhan had already started their so-called ‘village slaughter’ plan. The village was not large, and only 30 to 40 people were living in it, so they were all ordinary people who had little power to fight back.
Gu Xiyu looked at the corpses on the ground and could not help but frown, his heart more or less angry.
It turned out that the soul fragment of this world was the sickest of them all; he looked more or less the way a villain would look.
Casualties had already occurred, but there were still a few people who were fighting, and the arrival of Gu Xiyu and the others provided them with a ‘backbone’, causing those demon cultivators who had gone mad with murder to begin to have the intention of retreating. He thought he would meet the Great Demon again, but the other party probably guessed that he would come over, so he did not appear in person, avoiding the chance to fight him again.
Gu Xiyu could not resist saying that it was a pity.
Without Bu Tianhan around, the little demon cultivators didn’t dare fight Gu Xiyu, a high cultivator by his aura, and ran away without looking back.
The people in the village did not know Gu Xiyu’s exact identity, but only knew that they came from the Tiansu Immortal Sect, and they cried and kowtowed to them with tears in their eyes, “Thank you, Immortal Lords, for your willingness to help!”
Gu Xiyu’s eyes were slightly lowered, no sadness or joy visible in his eyes: “There is no need to say thank you, it is our duty.”
The villagers who had been successfully bailed out were escorted to a safer place by the Immortal Sect disciples, while some of them stayed behind with Gu Xiyu to deal with the mess. He didn’t mind the trouble or the effort, nor did he feel dirty, and he took it upon himself to dispose of the bodies of those killed by the demon cultivators.
At the far end of the village was a small hut with a few chickens owned by an elderly couple.
This was the last house Gu Xiyu came to deal with. He thought there was no one else inside, but when he walked in, he saw the bodies of an elderly couple already arranged in the middle of the courtyard with straw mats, and a teenage boy kneeling beside them.
The boy’s skin was fair, and his face still had some of the youthfulness that had not yet faded. His facial features have not yet fully developed, but they are already showing a bit of elegance.
When Gu Xiyu entered, the boy did not make any noise or fuss; only the tear marks on his cheeks proved that he was crying from sadness. The boy was slightly startled to see him enter, and he wiped his tears and got up. He cowered a little, more from shyness than fear, and he didn’t know where to place his hands and feet.
Gu Xiyu looked at the blood stains on his clothes, and his eyes finally fell back on his dark eyes: “Are you alone?”
The boy nodded in frustration: “I was living with my grandparents, they were… protecting me.” He didn’t finish the earlier sentence, and his voice was a little choked, obviously feeling sad.
Gu Xiyu said to him, “Sorry, I was a step late.”
But the boy shook his head. “What does this have to do with you? The ones who did the evil were those hateful demon cultivators, and if you want to blame them, you should blame them for being too cold-blooded and heartless.”
A rare child who understands things, but not the male protagonist.
The male protagonist’s name in this world is Lu Cheng, and he had already obtained his basic information from the system in advance and knew what he looked like.
Gu Xiyu looked at him for a moment before speaking again, “The people in the village have been arranged to be sent to a town blessed by the Immortal Sect, so you should pack up and I will have someone escort you there later. The bodies of your relatives will be properly disposed of by the people of the Immortal Sect, so you need not worry.”
The boy did not move immediately, but when Gu Xiyu turned to leave, he suddenly ran over and carefully tugged on his sleeve, asking in a low voice, “Immortal Lord, I was abandoned by my parents when I was young, and only my grandparents were left. Now I have lost them too, and I don’t know how to start a new life alone.”
“I want to ask the Immortal Lord to take me away, I want to work hard to cultivate to become as strong as the Immortal Lord and then take revenge for my grandfather and grandmother who loved me!” The boy’s eyes were deep and determined, without any fear and only the determination to reach his goal.
Gu Xiyu’s heart was slightly moved, and instead of immediately responding to his request, he asked, “What is your name?”
The boy paused for a moment and replied, “My name is Xie Xing.”
He tried to pull out information about him from the system, but the system replied to him coldly, [There is no data related to ‘Xie Xing’ for the time being.]
Gu Xiyu pursed his lips and said, “Everyone wants to cultivate, but not everyone can follow this path, and if you don’t have the talent, you won’t be able to.”
But Xie Xing said with determination, “I do! My grandparents always used to say I am very good, and it was because of our poor conditions that I was not well qualified to compete with the gentry in the cultivation world. But I have met an immortal lord today, so I, I want to try my best to fight for a chance.”
Gu Xiyu had not thought of taking someone back with him or accepting a disciple, so he was a bit hesitant. But this boy called Xie Xing gave him a strange feeling that made him want to get to know him more, so after a moment’s hesitation, he reached out his hand and gently rested it on the boy’s head, closing his eyes to check the other’s body condition.
If a person was gifted, there would be a very powerful spiritual energy in the sea of consciousness, and the purer and brighter the light was, the higher the talent.
The young man didn’t dodge either, and Gu Xiyu saw the state of his spiritual energy and Yuanshen within his sea of consciousness without any problem. It was not just a simple light bulb glowing inside; it had a bright glow with a slight golden glow that belonged to an extremely high talent that was rare to find in millions of years.
This kind of talent would allow him to easily pick up whatever he was allowed to learn, and his comprehension would also be amazing.
It was just that—
Gu Xiyu quickly withdrew his divine sense from Xie Xing, and his palm, which carried a little warmth, also withdrew from the top of the other party’s head. A pair of beautiful, cold eyes quietly met his gaze without showing any emotion.
‘So that’s the case,’ Gu Xiyu thought calmly.
It was well hidden; if it were anyone else, or the original owner checking, no one would have noticed anything wrong with this boy.
Unfortunately, he could mistake anyone, but he would never make a mistake when it came to the Great Demon.
The boy’s hand on his sleeve had already been loosened, and he looked down at the youth, who was a little shorter than him. Those dark and shining eyes were staring back at him intently, eyes that looked like those of a boy with simple dreams.
The Immortal Lord, who was dressed in white, thought of something, and he, who was always expressionless, suddenly chuckled, but the smile in his eyes disappeared quickly.
“Okay, you can come back with me.”