After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

A Huge Fortune (1)

“Greetings, Li Wei Zhenjun.”
“Good day, Zhenjun.”

In front of the teleportation formation connecting Guixu Sect and the mountain range in the Western lands came a white-robed cultivator. On the hem of his robe was a row of tiny golden swords that glistened in the sun.

The cultivators guarding the formation lowered their heads in unison.

The white-robed sword cultivator gave a slight nod, walked forward, and stepped on the formation, then disappeared with a flash of white light.

Only then did the cultivators on guard raise their heads again, breathing long sighs of relief.

“Zhenjun’s aura is getting stronger and stronger.”

“ I also heard a strange thing yesterday. Now that I think about it, it’s probably untrue. With Li Wei Zhenjun being the way he is, how is it possible that he would go to the Lantern Market with a female cultivator and even compete to win the King of Lanterns?”

“It doesn’t sound likely at all. Li Wei Zhenjun is a student of Xuanqing Peak and practices the Way of Impassiveness. If he really went shopping with a female cultivator, how is he going to continue practicing the Way of Impassiveness?”

“Who said he can’t? Hasn’t Xuanqing Peak also produced a character like Yuqing Zhenjun?”

……

Cui Wang left all the discussion behind him and re-entered the Western Mountain range. The moment he set foot on the campgrounds, Li Siyi, who was wearing a scholar’s headdress and a pastel robe landed in front of him like a breeze.

It’s just that this “breeze” didn’t look very dashing right now, and was somewhat wretched. He cried miserably, “Little Junior Brother, you’re finally here.”

Cui Wang called out his Incandescent Sword. “What’s wrong?

“You’re asking me what’s wrong?”
Li Siyi turned around and neatly dispersed the black fog that attacked them with his longsword, complaining, “Once you left, Ming Yu followed suit, and Fu Sheng also joined in for fun and left as well. This West camp is being held up entirely by myself and a few other cultivators. Don’t you feel guilty?”

“The Elders are here.”
Cui Wang’s expression was unchanged and didn’t show the slightest sign of guilt. Holding his sword in his right hand, he headed towards a gap formed by the mountain range.

The black fog automatically dissipated wherever his feet landed.
Li Siyi scuttled after him hurriedly. After finally taking a breath, he continued, “Also, that Fu Sheng even sent a voice transmission, saying that he will be going into seclusion and won’t be coming anymore.”

“…That damned monk must be trying to break through to the Pure Veracity stage with this, right? The Wheel of Dharma will turn for the fourth time, and who knows where he’ll be reincarnated to.”

Li Siyi has never been able to understand the practice of the Buddhist schools.

Of the three schools, one practiced bitter meditation. Those of this school particularly liked going to the mortal realm to preach the teachings of Buddha, devoting particular care to delivering all living creatures from torment. If you meet a monk wearing sackcloth and hemp shoes, that would definitely be a monk who practiced bitter meditation.
One practiced tantric Buddhism. This did not need elaboration. Love between men and women had always existed.
The strangest one was the Tian Luo School, which practiced the Ten Turnings of Dharma. With each turn, one’s soul would be torn apart, and look for somewhere to reincarnate. When the time was right, one would then recall both parts of the soul——

With so many memories stuffed in one brain, how could it not explode?

Anyway, this Tian Luo School has produced many eminent monks with holes in their brains. One of them even thinks he’s a cat, and when he acts up, he would “meow” to his disciples all day long.

Li Siyi chattered endlessly. Cui Wang ignored him and after greeting the others, he chose a secluded spot to stand guard. Whenever the massive black fog rolled over, he would slash at it with his sword——
Before long, the black fog nearby was all gone.

Li Siyi found that staying by his side was really relaxing and simply decided to stay.
His Little Junior Brother was really powerful, so he took the opportunity to slack off, only lazily helping to attack with his lifesword if black fog came at them in scattered patches.

As he attacked, he felt something was amiss and looked up to see his Little Junior Brother staring at… his sword hilt?

Li Siyi looked down. The magenta sword tassel on the hilt was swinging back and forth with the wind. Not understanding his Little Younger Brother’s intention, he shook the hilt. “Little Junior Brother, are you looking at this?”

Cui Wang nodded. “Where did you get it from?”

Li Siyi found it strange. His Little Junior Brother had never cared about such things before.

Sword cultivators mostly led boring lives, which revolved around the sword and the sword alone. There was not much to worry about, and even when they would occasionally look for some entertainment, it would also be related to the sword, for example, making sword tassels.

Anyway, among his peers, Li Siyi had always been the one to change his sword tassels most often.

“My lover gave it to me.” Li Siyi chuckled. “It’s pretty, isn’t it? She even tied a True lover’s knot. Little Junior Brother, if you like it, I’ll give it to you.”

Cui Wang turned away. “No need.”

A sword slash sent the black fog rippling out in waves, almost knocking Li Siyi over. He let out an “ouch” and dodged far away, only to see that his Little Junior Brother had kept his back to him.