Chapter 22 - Nangong Qianqian

In the following days, besides taking offline breaks, Gu Liuyun spent his time wandering around the Taoist Palace. He visited the Transmission Hall, Treasure Pavilion, and Council Hall. He even took a tour of the sleeping chambers of the Heavenly Profound Venerable. He turned the entire Taoist Palace upside down but still couldn’t find the location of the sword cultivation heritage.@@novelbin@@

If he hadn’t known that the sword cultivation heritage wasn’t located in the peak of the elders, he might have considered searching there, too. Unfortunately, he had focused solely on physical cultivation in his previous life. When sword cultivation emerged, he only had a general idea that it was inherited from the main hall of the Taoist Palace but didn’t know the exact location.

One day, Gu Liuyun walked out of the mission hall and headed towards a nearby teleportation array, pondering his predicament.

“What’s going on? I thought this would take me back to Tianluan Peak. Where am I?” He chuckled.

He was unexpectedly pushed from behind before Gu Liuyun could figure things out. The force was so strong that he staggered, almost falling. Gu Liuyun steadied himself and turned to see three individuals in Taoist disciple attire following him into the teleportation array.

A burly man led the trio, his face bearing a muscular, non-monastic appearance, more like a physical cultivator than a Dharma cultivator. Gu Liuyun, a bit puzzled, asked, “I thought this was supposed to be the teleportation back to Tianluan Peak. Where are we?”

Noticing their unfriendly expressions, Gu Liuyun realized they might be looking for trouble. The burly man stepped forward, condescendingly eyeing Gu Liuyun, and said, “There’s nothing wrong. I just wanted to teach our junior a lesson in respecting senior brothers.”

Gu Liuyun shrugged, replying, “I’ve only been in the Taoist Palace for a few days and haven’t offended any senior brothers. Well, except for perhaps a few jests at Senior Nangong.”

The burly man’s anger flared at this response, shouting, “Today, I, Zhao Jie, will teach you what it means to watch your words. Wind Obliteration Technique!” He formed a spirit seal with that, causing a flurry of sharp wind blades to hurtle towards Gu Liuyun.

Gu Liuyun, lacking movement techniques, had to stand his ground and endure the impending onslaught. As the wind blades closed in, his scalp tingled with fear. However, just as the wind blades were about to strike him, a protective aura enveloped Gu Liuyun. The wind blades made contact but turned into dissipating air currents.

Zhao Jie was then furious, shocked, and cursed, “Who dares to meddle in our business, interfering with things that don’t concern them?”

“Hehe, even I dare to scold you. It seems that you are the one who is tired of work, Zhao Jie.”

A melodious and crisp female voice suddenly echoed from behind Zhao Jie. Zhao Jie and the other two turned around, their expressions instantly changing.

“N-Nangong Junior Sister…”

Gu Liuyun heard the voice and turned to get a clear look at the person who had spoken. It was a girl of about sixteen or seventeen, with a beautiful and delicate appearance. Her black hair flowed like silk in the wind, and she had curved willow-like eyebrows, bright and limpid eyes, and a slightly raised chin that hinted at her wilfulness.

The girl, Junior Sister Nangong, walked up to Zhao Jie and slapped him.

“Smack!”

Zhao Jie, who had a higher cultivation level, didn’t even attempt to evade the slap and took it directly. The girl used a handkerchief to wipe her hands and then tossed it onto Zhao Jie’s face.

“From now on, before scolding someone, ensure your skills are up to the task. If there’s a next time, I’ll shut your mouth!”

“Yes…”

“Get out!”

Zhao Jie hung his head, seemingly afraid of this girl, but he still muttered quietly, “This is what Senior Brother ordered…”

The girl rolled her eyes and, without saying anything, circled Gu Liuyun, closely inspecting him from head to toe. Gu Liuyun found it odd and wanted to ask what she was doing.

“Nangong Junior…”

“Call me Senior Sister. My cultivation level is higher than yours,” the girl interrupted him.

Gu Liuyun smiled and said, “Senior Sister Nangong, you’ve been observing me without a pause. Is there something on your mind?”

The girl expressed displeased, then took another step closer to Gu Liuyun. She circled him once more, scrutinizing him from top to bottom. Gu Liuyun was starting to find it strange and was about to ask what she was doing.

“Nangong Senior…”

“Call me Senior Sister. My cultivation is higher than yours,” the girl cut him off again.

Gu Liuyun chuckled and asked, “Senior Sister Nangong, why are you continuously observing me? Is there something you’d like to know?”

The girl snorted and replied, “You may look decent, but you’re quite old for your low cultivation level. How did Elder Tianluan take an interest in you?”

Gu Liuyun, still smiling, questioned, “How did Senior Sister Nangong know about my identity? Only the elders and Nangong Chen are aware of it.”

The girl chuckled and said, “You roam around the Taoist Palace daily with Elder Tianluan’s token. If someone wants to investigate, it’s easy to find out. Besides, you already said that Nan Gongchen knows your identity.”

Gu Liuyun was surprised by her response and asked, “Nangong…are you related to Nangong Chen?”

The girl raised her head slightly, seemingly slightly irritated by the question, and replied, “I’m his younger sister, Nangong Qianqian.”