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Chapter 381 - 244 Joyful Sect, Ying Spirit

Chapter 381: Chapter 244 Joyful Sect, Ying Spirit

Hu——

Hu——

A series of hurried breaths came from the distant bushes, thick and forceful as a wild ox; soon after, the bushes shook violently.

Bang!

A strong and robust body burst through the thorn bushes, knocking down the huge tree standing in front, and finally, a dark-skinned and muscular man slowly emerged from the thicket.

Although the man was not tall, his build was incredibly sturdy, a perfect example of a stocky figure, with a waist as thick as a bucket, arms like clubs, and fists like sand pots. Ordinary people would be covered with painful pricks by merely touching the thorns that he regarded as nothing.

He easily brushed them aside; the ironically poisonous spikes left no mark on his skin. He was dressed in a black vest covering his chest and stomach, but the exposed arms were intimidating enough to send shivers down one’s spine.

His muscles bulged, veins protruded, and a slight flex would twist them into knots, like tree roots beneath the ground, clearing away the trash in front of him in just a couple of strokes.

Previously, from a distant mountain peak, he had spotted a path here, but sometimes people who only have muscles in their brains can never find the way. Seeing some lights nearby, he thought there might be someone living around.

So...

He chose to leap straight down from the mountain, bulldozing his way here like a bulldozer.

This has always been Cen Zhuangzhuang’s style.

Seeing the light ahead, the young man wore a naive smile on his face. Compared to two years ago, the Cen Family’s young master hadn’t changed much; he just seemed a bit more mature. Still, at nineteen, he was a year younger than Jiang Feng.

"Hu~"

"Eldest cousin said she would wait for me in East Liang City, saying it’s very lively there. It’s less than forty miles away from here; after running for two days, I need to take a break."

"But eldest cousin didn’t lie to me, going out this time was worth it. Yesterday on the road, I encountered disciples from which sect was it? Pretty formidable, with two Fire Dragons, they almost roasted me."

"Let me think..."

Frowning in serious contemplation, being a Southern Border Disciple doesn’t mean being ignorant and uncivilized; it’s just that Cen Zhuangzhuang is not really interested in reading, and usually has to be dragged by family to attend classes.

Of course, this arduous task always fell to his cousin, who is currently the Cen Family’s Eldest Miss, Cen Yueyue.

When it comes to the interconnectedness between Great Sects, power struggles, and critical interests, Cen Zhuangzhuang is utterly clueless. However, no one at home forced him to learn these things since he was not the heir to the family and not a direct descendant of the Family Head, but a collateral relative.

So, for Cen Zhuangzhuang, his duty was to continually improve his realm, become stronger, and protect Miss Cen. In the future, should he be capable, to protect the entire family – he didn’t need to know too much.

But as the family’s Eldest Miss, Cen Yueyue naturally didn’t have it so easy. To educate her cousin properly, she specially took the time to...

"Found it."

Looking at the somewhat rundown inn ahead, the young man quickly advanced a few steps and stood under the lantern. The darkness made it difficult even for Cultivators to see clearly.

He fumbled in his chest pocket for a while before pulling out a booklet, his eyes bulging like copper bells at the delicate and elegant script on it – there’s no way this could’ve been written by Cen Zhuangzhuang.

Who else would be willing to spend time educating this cousin?

Miss Cen really was working her heart out.

"First, the Green Snake, then the Scaled Jiao, the most revered is the Red Dragon, Fire Dragon, oh, this is the trait of Fulong Pavilion Disciples, one of the eight major families in the Central Plains, no wonder they’re so strong. That guy must be approaching the Nascent Soul stage."

"Speaking of that, the girl I met on the road half a month ago was also quite impressive. If it weren’t for my ability to take a beating, I would have been knocked down by now. All kinds of Teleportation, the thing in her hand sometimes big, sometimes small, completely elusive."

"One moment she’s in front of me, the next she appears behind me, and then she’s standing on another mountain peak – it’s really eerie. Judging by her looks, she must be a disciple from the Central Plains as well; I have to find out more about her."

"Oh, her strength was even greater than mine; one palm strike nearly made me vomit my dinner from the night before. She looked so delicate and tender, yet she’s so powerful."

"However, that girl didn’t appear to have any intent to kill; she just fought with me for a while and then left. Did she look down on me or what."

"Ah, that’s right, she looked about my age, but her strength was so much greater; having respect for me would be surprising. Her cultivation realm feels like it’s about the same as my cousin’s? I wonder who would win if they fought. I’ll have to see when I go back; I don’t know if I can encounter her again."

"Sure enough, Taiyi Sect, Taixu Sect, known for their mastery of minuscule space and Teleportation, mustard seed and Mount Meru, Divine Skills vast and mighty. If not for running out of Spiritual Energy and being hard to overcome in direct combat, it should be one of these two sects."

"I remember passing by a place half a month ago, it was called... called..."

The young man touched his chin with one hand and knit his brows together, thinking hard until suddenly his face brightened.

"Is it Qingshui County on the border of Long Country?"

The place is deserted, pitch black.

The dim lantern casts its light; this not-so-studious fellow has indeed learned a lot of things since entering the Central Plains, discovering many new aspects as the behaviors and habits of both regions are different, including the Cultivation Techniques practiced.

For instance, the vast majority in the Southern Border delve into Gu Technique, so visiting any family there is more or less the same.

This might sound a bit pretentious, but Cen Zhuangzhuang was naturally resistant to all kinds of poisons, those Gu Techniques and paraquat might as well be tickles to him – this guy can drink Paraquat like water.

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