Chapter 24 (editing in progress)

Xie Bi An's eyes widened, and even his expression changed: "Wu She! This Baijisui teacup comes from Longquan Ge Kiln. It's a priceless treasure. You, you really..." He didn't dare to look at Lan Chui Han for a moment. This is a treasure that could be passed down to the family, how is he going to account for this?

Lan Chui Han smiled lightly: "Bi An, don't be nervous, this is..."

"Fake." Fan Wu She threw the broken porcelain piece on the table. Xie Bi An was stunned. His junior brother had crushed someone's famous porcelain that was worth ten thousand gold, and he still humiliated him by saying it was fake, how is this going to end?

Instead of being annoyed, Lan Chui Han laughed: "It's indeed a fake."

Xie Bi An was even more confused. "I have a pair of real ones in my collection at home. They are light white (white got light and dark one meh) patterned, and this set of fish blood red, was made by a friend of mine who imitated the Longquan Ge Kiln. He is the best kiln master in Jiangnan. Although they are not real, they are really beautiful." Lan Chui Han picked up his own teacup and appraised it carefully, "It's a pity that one is broken, I'll just ask him for another one."

Xie Bi An sighed in relief, "Brother Lan, I'm really sorry."

Lan Chui Han's inquisitive gaze slowly shifted from the teacup to Fan Wu She, the corners of his mouth were smiling, but his eyes were not smiling as he asked, "But how did you know it was a fake?"　

Fan Wu She slowly and methodically wiped his hands, not answering.

"This Baijisui was imitated perfectly, Bi An did not even realize it. Even for those who often play with porcelain, they would not dare to say with certainty whether it's genuine or a sham without expanding a little effort." Lan Chui Han said with a smile, "I heard that you had no one to depend on when you were young, but your behavior and the way you speak, sit and walk, are no different from the son of a noble family. I really do not know which expert that casual cultivator was who taught you so well, and even taught you to appreciate porcelain?"

At this moment, Fan Wu She had the intention to kill Lan Chui Han. This person is different from Li Bu Yu, who simply did not believe in his claim of origin, and deliberately said so in front of Xie Bi An.

Xie Bi An's expression really did change. He frowned slightly and also looked at Fan Wu She.　

Without a change in his expression, Fan Wu She said: "That casual cultivator master of mine exerts the Zongxuan Sword technique, so he's definitely a descendant from the Zong clan. Not only was he a good swordsman, he was also an elegant person. He taught me everything from reading to writing, as well as music, calligraphy, and painting."

Lan Chui Han "Oh" for a long time: "Not to mention Brother Song, even I would like to find that expert as soon as possible, and perhaps have the honor to befriend him."

"You won't be able to find him." Fan Wu She snorted coldly, "He has been anonymous for so many years to stay away from the world's dispute, so he will not be easily harassed."

"He wanted to stay away from the world's dispute (think need to rephrase sounds a bit weird), but he didn't remind you not to easily use this sword technique in front of people?" Lan Chui Han's gaze grew sharper and sharper.

Fan Wu She locked eyes with Lan Chui Han: "Most of those who know this sword technique has already passed away, and those who are alive are not ones I can mess with, so who would have thought it would be recognized?"

The atmosphere between the two was a bit tense.

Xie Bi An hurriedly intervened, "Wu She, you broke Brother Lan's teacup, what should you say?"

Fan Wu She frowned.　

"What should you say?"

Fan Wu She said with a black face, "I'm sorry."

The corners of Lan Chui Han's mouth lifted slightly as he gazed at Xie Bi An and said, "There's no need to be sorry."

Xie Bi An also had something on his mind. Indeed, Fan Wu She has a lot of suspicious points, so he didn't blame Lan Chui Han for suspecting him. But he felt that since he had already joined his master, he is considered as part of the family, so he feels like he should protect him. He grabbed a cloth towel to wipe the tea on Fan Wu She's body, "Look at you, this is a newly made garment. This scattered flower brocade cannot come into contact with hot water as it will deform, and this material is quite expensive. You should take care of it carefully."

When Fan Wu She looked at Xie Bi An, who was wiping his clothes while nagging, and the cold murderous intent in Fan Wu She's heart dissipated.

Lan Chui Han also returned to his normal state. He personally poured a cup of tea for Fan Wu She and pushed it in front of him, saying: "This time, please handle it with care."

They resumed sipping their tea, talking about the orchids, and also chatting about what was happening in the immortal cultivation world in the South China Sea. Fan Wu She sipped his tea in silence, but he felt irritable.

Whether it was Li Bu Yu, Song Chun Gui or this Lan Chui Han, they were not worth mentioning at all in his previous life, but now he could only hide his light and hold back. Even though he carried the memories of his previous life, and is making rapid progress every second, there is no shortcut to cultivation, and it will take him at least another ten years to recover his cultivation level from his previous life and break through the Ninth Chongtian of the Zongxuan Sword.

Unless he could find the Xuan Yuan Heavenly Secret Talisman in advance. However, with his current spiritual power, he was afraid that he would not be able to control the Heavenly Secret Talisman. This was also the reason why he could not go and fetch the Shanhe Sheji Map even though he knew where it was; getting it but not being able to harness it would only invite misfortune.

Just how long does he have to wait before ...

Fan Wu She secretly glanced at Xie Bi An. Love or hate, no matter what, he will not let go of this person. Even if you don't remember anything, you still have to repay what you owe me in your previous life.

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At night, Li Bu Yu’s birthday banquet officially began.

In fact, the dinner was only a private banquet for the guests. In previous years, Li Bu Yu’s birthday banquet was a grand gathering for the entire immortal cultivation community, and if not for Meng Ke Fei's incident, the Yunding today would have been full of guests and bright lights instead of being this “desolated”.

Zhong Kui hates red tape, and as a martial judge in the Underworld, he is always faced with unpleasant requests that annoy him to no end, so he seldom shows up at places where cultivators gather. This is also his first time celebrating with Li Bu Yu.

The three of them changed their clothes. This was also the first time that Zhong Kui brought Fan Wu She with him to show his face officially. With this status, everyone immediately treated Fan Wu She differently.

During the banquet, people kept coming over to toast with him. Zhong Kui loved wine but did not like this kind of utilitarian drinking, so he pretended to be drunk after a few drinks and pushed his disciples out to drink instead.

Xie Bi An also loved wine, but he was not a drinker and could not hold his own. After being poured several cups of wine by people saying "White Master" and " Black Master", he became dizzy. When he turned his head and looked at Fan Wu She, he still looked calm and collected.

Xie Bi An laughed, "Wu She, you're such a good drinker, aren't you? I really didn’t think you would."

Fan Wu She looked at Xie Bi An's flushed face and intoxicated eyes, and his mind wandered as he squeezed his wine glass and said softly, "Wine doesn't get you drunk."

"Oh? This wine doesn't get you drunk, then what gets you drunk? Tea?" When Xie Bi An finished talking, he was amused by himself and his body swayed.

Fan Wu She reached out to help him, but shrank back, "Stop drinking, I'll send you back."

"No, since Master doesn't want to drink, if we leave, won't we be rude?"

Another person came over to make a toast, all of which were stopped one by one by Fan Wu She.

Xie Bi An looked at Lan Chui Han, who was sitting opposite him and propped himself up on the low table to stand up, "I, I have to go and toast Brother Lan."

Fan Wu She grabbed him by the lapels and said in a low voice, "Sit still, you can't even stand up."

"Who says I can't stand up?" Xie Bi An stood up stiffly to prove himself, only his body swayed. He steadied himself and took a step.

At that moment, the ground suddenly lurched and shook, upsetting Xie Bi An's already swaying body and causing him to lose his weight and fall backwards.

Fan Wu She grabbed and embraced him into his arms.

Xie Bi An fell into the not-so-thick-and-broad embrace and looked at his junior brother in confusion.

"What's going on? An earthquake?"

"What's wrong?!"

The guests jumped up from their original positions, looking as if they were on guard, while on the contrary, the people of Wuliang Sect were calm.

That tremor did not last long before it subsided.

Song Chun Gui said, "There is no need to be alarmed, there are many earth tremors in Mount Shu, and the disciples of Wuliang Sect are used to such small tremors."

"At this moment, it is the birthday of the Immortal Lord, this earth tremor came so coincidentally, it is clearly a sign that the Immortal Lord has the divine power to shake the heavens and earth."

"Right!"

"Well said. The Immortal Lord is unable to invite guests from all directions for some reason, but this earth has rushed to congratulate him on his birthday."

"Hahahahaha."

Li Bu Yu laughed and clasped his fist, "Everyone has exalted, has exalted."

Xie Bi An had sobered up a bit and he felt embarrassed. He tried to get up, but Fan Wu She suddenly tightened his arms around that narrow waist.

"Junior brother?"

Fan Wu She paused before letting go: "I told you to sit still."

"I was trying to make a toast." 　　

"You are already trembling when walking, how can you make a toast? Aren't you disgracing your master?"

"I didn't tremble, it was the earth that trembled." Xie Bi An was amused by himself again, "It seems to be the second time I have encountered an earthquake in my whole life. I've also heard that there are many earth tremors on Mount Shu, but I didn't expect to catch it the first time I went up to Yunding, and it just happened to be at Immortal Lord's birthday banquet, so it seems to be a really auspicious omen."

Fan Wu She felt disgusted at hearing Xie Bi An's words of respect for Li Bu Yu several times and he said unhappily, "They’re a bunch of boot lickers, and you take them seriously?"

Xie Bi An's smile disappeared as he lowered his voice and said, "Wu She, why have you repeatedly been disrespectful to the Immortal Lord? If it is because Song Zhen Ren..."

"It has nothing to do with him."

"Then why?"

Fan Wu She was unable to say the real reason.

"I think you are just holding a grudge losing to Song Chun Gui and taking it out on someone else's master." Xie Bi An admonished, "Wu She, never do that in the future, either in private or in public."

Fan Wu She was so angry that he simply turned his head away from Xie Bi An and ignored him.

Xie Bi An saw his difficult expression and shook his head helplessly. This little junior brother is so unreasonable. As a senior brother himself, he has a long way to go.

When the banquet was over, although Fan Wu She still had a black face, he still sent Xie Bi An back to his room.

Xie Bi An fell onto the bed drunkenly, grabbed Fan Wu She's sleeve and muttered, "Do not be disrespectful to others, do not be arrogant and conceited, got it?"

"...Got it."

"You are highly gifted and have an even higher temperament. This is not good. Zhong Yong's pain*, cannot...," While saying, Xie Bi An already drifted into a deep sleep.

Fan Wu She gently pushed off a strand of hair scattered in front of Xie Bi An's forehead and examined his face.

The night was so silent that time seemed to have stopped flowing, making people's breathing light and shallow, lest they disturb this moment of tranquillity.

Suddenly, Fan Wu She felt a reaction in his soul weapon.

Xie Bi An suddenly opened his eyes, bounced up from his bed and immediately summoned Wuqiongbi.

That soul suppressing stick is flashing with a green glow.

"What's going on?"

"There's a human soul nearby." Xie Bi An took a deep breath and started to use his spiritual energy to sober himself. His eyes gradually became clearer, "Let's go Wu She. Senior brother shall bring you to go be a real Impermanence. "

 

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Zhong Yong's pain*[仲永之痛]---This phrase comes from a story called Shang Zhong Yong [伤仲永]. You can find the story and interpretation here: https://zhidao.baidu.com/question/12205807.html

 

Edited on 19 Mar. 21 (Emzie)

 

 

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