Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 274 - 187: Reunion with an Old Friend from Qingshui County

Chapter 274: Chapter 187: Reunion with an Old Friend from Qingshui County

The night is deep and silent.

Early spring evenings always seem to rush ahead, the sky grows completely dim by the rooster hour, leaving an isolated peak engulfed in silence. Only the twinkling of roadside lamps and lanterns hanging in courtyards breathe a bit of life into this lonely summit.

The youth drags his weary body back home.

He and Lin Jiangxian both live within their senior sister’s courtyard, which is quite expansive—the grounds at the summit are at least as large as two soccer fields, and nearly all of this area serves as the senior sister’s backyard.

He and Miss Lin reside on either side of the senior sister, not far apart—just a hundred meters or so—making visiting each other rather convenient, while also retaining their personal space.

As for Bai Yu, she also dwells at the summit, but her residence is along the path down the mountain. She is quite aware of her status and knows she is not qualified to live within Liu Tangxi’s courtyard.

"Phew, this mountain is really vast," he sighs.

Today, he didn’t actually do much. In the morning, he sparred with that woman Bai Yu for two hours practicing swordcraft, and by noon, he was in his senior sister’s mysterious cottage.

No, that should be said as a round-trip visit to his senior sister’s office, hearing many tales of predecessors from society, although most were not exactly role models...

The conversation then lightly touched on issues regarding the distribution of sect resources, followed by a stern warning from his senior sister, and the afternoon was spent, as is classic, in cultivation.

One could say his day was satisfyingly full; however, such days would not continue for long. Based on the Evil Chasing Book in his possession, he expected to soon be traveling far and wide in pursuit of KPIs.

So, his final moments of leisure were spent running around the base of the mountain. Being unfamiliar with the entire sect, of course, he needed to roam and at least become acquainted with every corner within the range of Swordmaster Peak.

He’s unsure where sword flight is permitted and where it’s not, so he used a foolish method.

Sigh, he ran a full circuit.

It may seem a bit dumb, but it proved effective. Today, he saw numerous disciples residing at the foot or on the slopes of the mountain within the boundaries of Swordmaster Peak.

No, strictly speaking, they weren’t truly disciples. It would be more accurate to describe them as menial workers, mostly consisting of young disciples in the Body Refining stage, some around his age, others even younger.

Their daily tasks were naturally collecting firewood, fetching water, cleaning, or running errands when Sect Disciples needed something done, like going out to shop or delivering messages.

"If I remember correctly, the first Cultivator I ever killed was that Wang Qi."

"He seemed like a menial worker, responsible for serving tea, carrying water, or delivering messages every day. Sadly, his aptitude was too poor, unable to step into Qi Refinement even after several years, which left him no choice but to descend the mountain."

"After all, that was but a small sect, incapable of squandering wages to support someone with no future. Unlike the Purple Cloud Palace, with its vast enterprise—I must’ve encountered no less than twenty menial workers on my way up."

"There are so many menial workers for just my senior sister on Swordmaster Peak, not to mention those bustling peaks like Dragon Head Peak or Qingxia Peak. I fear the menial workers there likely number in the hundreds."

"No wonder Wang Qi, sent down the immortal mountain decades ago, could not forget it and took such a big risk trying to seize the fortunes of others to return to the sect... Sigh."

There’s a touch of emotion in his heart.

In just over half a year, Jiang Feng finds that his views on people and past events have changed—he realizes that everyone has their way of surviving in this world.

Perhaps this is what his senior sister meant by: Seeing oneself, seeing the universe, seeing all beings.

Back at home, though the décor is rather simple, the room allocated to him as an Inner Sect Disciple seems to have everything, showing that the benefits are quite good indeed.

Creak—

He opens the door to an inconspicuous room in the corner.

"Huh?"

He widens his eyes in surprise.

It’s not that there was some monster inside, but rather, in the bathhouse, there was a huge wooden barrel, with hot water still in it, and judging by the murky color, I’m afraid various medicinal herbs had been placed in it.

"Oh! Could it be Miss Lin had prepared this for me... No, that’s not right."

"That girl, let alone recognizing the effects of medicinal herbs, didn’t even recognize elixirs and had taken them for over half a month before realizing."

"I guess it must be senior sister. But when did senior sister learn to take care of people? I remember back in Qingshui County, I was the one serving her."

"When she wanted to eat, she would take from my kitchen. When she wanted to bathe, she would pout at me to go stoke the fire, and I really did it like a fool."

"It would only take minutes to conjure a Water Spell and then a Fire Spell to heat it up, sigh, never mind, I can’t let senior sister’s kindness go to waste."

All happy, he tossed his clothes aside. He didn’t doubt that the bathwater had been tampered with, after all, this is the territory of Swordmaster Peak, who could mess around right under his senior sister’s nose?

Besides, he sniffed with his nose and could tell instantly that the herbs in the water were somewhat similar to the ones he used during his Body Refining, there should be something in common, at the very least it was harmless to the body.

Plopping down into the water.

He didn’t realize that at this moment, his senior sister was still in her boudoir, pressing her hand on Miss Lin’s head, forcibly helping her to supplement her Cultivation Technique.

"Hu~ This feels so good."

He flexed his muscles and joints vigorously.

After this period of refinement, Jiang Feng’s physique had gradually transformed from previously being skinny to robust.

Seventeen or eighteen was the age for growth anyway, and he hadn’t realized that in just half a year he had grown more than an inch.

His biceps bulged, the distinct muscle lines showing his superior physical condition. Even without tensing, one could see the clear-cut abs; his arms were broad, and in the words of a girl, he had the standard physique of a ’suit hanger.’

Eyes slightly closed, after toiling the whole day outside, he too was somewhat weary. Even if he soaked in this water for an entire night, it probably wouldn’t matter, so...

"Senior brother, you’ve worked hard all day. Let this little lady help you rub your sore shoulders."

"Um, that would be very nice."

A pair of delicate yet surprisingly strong palms rested on his shoulders, gently kneading. The moment those sore muscles were massaged, Jiang Feng almost yelled out loud.

That feeling of exhaustion being released was just too fantastic.

"Is this strength and position okay?"

"Yes, yes, yes, no harm in applying more force, right, a bit lower, give me a Thai-style..."

He suddenly opened his half-closed eyes!

He finally snapped out of his half-asleep state.

Wait.

Who was this woman massaging his shoulders? Why did her voice sound somewhat familiar?

He tried to recall the voice in his mind, but suddenly couldn’t think of it, then he turned his head stiffly.

A familiar person was crouching behind him, wearing just a dudou and draped in a thin silk veil, giving him a very feminine and gentle smile.

If he remembered correctly.

He had not just once lain in bed with this woman...

"Aaah aaah aaah aaah! Su Yi, what are you doing here!"

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