Chapter 128: [The Gentleman’s Old Friend]


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    Behind the hill, in a cave.


    Lu Xun nced at his experience bar, and he now had a whopping 86,000 Experience Points!


    This was the first time he held such a massive amount of experience points since his journey began.


    Without any hesitation, Lu Xun immediately spent 10,000 Experience Points to upgrade the Ancient Five Elements Formation to level 1.


    After upgrading, he yfully unleashed arge amount of Sword Qi, which he then arranged into a Sword Array.


    “Not to mention else, just this fury, it looks very intimidating!” Lu Xun said, feeling quite pleased with himself.


    Whether the power is strong or not can only be known after using it. As for how cool the special effects are, anyone can tell just by looking!


    This Ancient Five Elements Sword Formation paired with Sword Qi indeed looks cool.


    “At that time, I’m sure the jaws of those dumbfounded yers will drop!” he thought to himself.


    “It’s good, it’s good. As expected from a Purple Level Formation. I feel my strength has jumped to a whole new level.” Lu Xun looked at the Fire Path Sword Array floating in the air. Each Sword Qi was like a me, and when put together, they resembled the wings of a fire phoenix.


    The full name of the Ancient Fire Path Formation is the Fire Path Burning Heaven Nirvana Array. It’s estimated that when its cultivation reaches its peak, it may indeed form a Burning Heaven Fire Phoenix with crossed wings!


    After carefully appreciating his cool skills, Lu Xun prepared to forcefully insert the Sword Qi into the Sword Sheath.


    Once the Sword Qi has been unleashed, it can’t be retracted into the body. But it can be ced in the Sword Sheath.


    But on second thought, since he can leave seclusion now, he should make some noise.


    Like in the TV dramas he’s seen before, when powerful figures emerged from seclusion, there would always be greatmotion. With that, he simply tossed the Sword Array into the sky, causing a loud explosion!


    And by the way, this could also tell the master and senior disciples that he hadpleted his training and could leave seclusion. Weren’t they surprised?


    On the peak of the back hill, the master was sitting on arge rattan chair that belonged to Mao Nanbei, and the third senior brother was serving the master hot tea.


    Zhuge Lai Fu looked up and was surprised: “How did the Little Junior Brother master therge formation so quickly? Could it be that in addition to Sword Dao, he also has a high talent in Formations?”


    The master received the cup of tea from Zhuge Lai Fu’s hands, took a sip, and softly said: “From a certain perspective, your Little Junior Brother can be considered aplete prodigy.”


    “Ah? Is there such a perfect person in the world?” Zhuge Lai Fu asked, puzzled.


    The Master shook his head again: “From another point, your Little Junior


    Brother can also be said to be aplete waste.”


    Zhuge Lai Fu was confused. Because of his curiosity and fondness for new things, he respectfully asked: “Please enlighten me.”


    After finishing his tea, the Master muttered: “How can I tell you this.”


    Zhuge Lai Fu: ‘


    Although he felt somewhat speechless, after following the master for so many years, he had long since understood the master’s habits and approach.


    If the master answered as such, it would imply that it was “inexplicable,” or “unspeakable.”


    “Stop thinking and continue brewing tea,” the master said to Zhuge Lai Fu.


    On hearing this, Zhuge Lai Fu immediately got busy.


    At this time, Mao Nanbei shot out from the house, running while shouting:


    “Master! Third Senior Brother! I’m going to wee the Little Junior Brother!”


    Having said that, she dashed towards the cave at a staggering speed.


    “Little Junior Brother!!!” Mao Nanbei shouted as she sprinted.


    Because of her intense speed, the wind blew her cat ears back.


    Lu Xun stood at the mouth of the cave, watching Mao Nanbei approach rapidly. He spread his arms open, but she did not jump into his arms after a long wait.


    “Little Junior Brother, what are you doing, ying scarecrow?” Mao Nanbei looked up at him, puzzled.


    “Fourth sis, given the normal process, you should’ve run straight into my arms when you came running at me so fast,” Lu Xun, who had quite the thick skin, chuckled. “Would you like to try it again?”


    “Euhh—!” Mao Nanbei cringed a bit and ho-hummed. She then leapt up and settled herself on Lu Xun’s left shoulder, saying, “Let’s go.”


    “Sure thing,” Lu Xun replied.


    Under the shroud of night, the back mountain was incredibly serene. The magical fireflies darting around seemed like guiding lights.


    Normally, fireflies would be appearing during the evenings or nights of June or


    July. Yet, even though it was deep winter now, they werepletely unaffected.


    “Little Junior Brother, the Lunar New Year is just a few days away. I thought you would be spending it in the cave,” Mao Nanbei said.


    “Fourth sis, no need for the build-up. What do you want to eat on New Year’s Eve?” Lu Xun asked.


    Mao Nanbei rattled off a long list of foods like she was reading a menu, all the while making “slurping slurping noises. Anyone unfamiliar might have thought a man and woman were ying some instrument in a small grove.


    “Talk all you want, but look out not to drool over me,” Lu Xun chuckled.


    “Slurp! Tsk! Ever since Third Brother came back, he’s been making half of the meals each day, so I end up having less of my favorite dishes! Remember to make extra when New Year’ses!” the little foodie expressed her dissatisfaction.


    Lu Xun was cooking every day and he felt that his culinary skills had improved significantly since he traveled to this world. Third Brother also cooked every day but he was galloping unabated down the path of disastrous cooking, fading into the distance…


    As they made their way, Lu Xun turned to Mao Nanbei, who sat on his shoulder, “By the way, Fourth sis. Given how quickly I left seclusion, what does our mentor… what’s his mood?”


    “I am not sure, it’s the first time I’ve seen such aplex expression on mentor’s face,” Mao Nanbei mumbled, gnawing at her fingernails.


    Over a hundred years old and still chomping on her hands!


    “Complex?” Lu Xun was slightly taken aback, struggling toprehend what she meant.


    Continuing, he asked, “Did the mentor rest?”


    “No, he’s at the door drinking tea. Can’t figure out why he’d be drinking hot tea while freezing his butt off.” Mao Nanbei voiced herints.


    No other than her would dare to openly criticize him like this, but then again she was favored by everyone, even the mentor.


    Lu Xun found himself picturing their mentor in his white robe, being tousled by the cold wind, lifting his cup to his lips with a dainty gesture while braving the chill. The whole image was a bit too mboyant for his taste.


    When they reached the peak of the mountain, it was as showy as Lu Xun had imagined it to be.


    The mentor, head held high at a 45-degree angle to gaze at the night sky, without turning around he said to Lu Xun, “Finished seclusion? Have a seat, drink some hot tea.”


    Mao Nanbei hopped off from Lu Xun’s shoulder, sat beside him, and tasted hot tea. She stuck out her tongue in distaste, “Bitter! So bitter!”


    Lu Xun, when he was young, didn’t enjoy tea either. As he got older, he naturally developed a taste for it.


    But he didn’t know how to appreciate it. The best he could do wasment,”Good tea!”


    “What’s good about it?” The mentor, still looking up at the sky, questioned.


    “It’s good because… Err…um…”


    Seeing Lu Xun struggling, the mentor seemed to be in a cheerful mood. Although he still didn’t look him in the eye, he said, “You don’t have to falter, ask what you want.”


    Lu Xun nodded, putting down his cup of tea, he asked sincerely, “Mentor, the broken sword that Little Chan got wasn’t on Diaz Mountain when I climbed it. So I would like to ask, did you ce that broken sword there?”


    “You guessed right,” the mentor replied, “I did ce it.”


    This prompted Lu Xun to ask, “Could you tell me if there is anything extraordinary about this broken sword?”


    The mentor nonchntly responded, “Nothing special about it. It’s just an artifact from an old friend.


    “Old friend? Artifact?” Lu Xun was confused.


    (PS: With the help of eye ointment, my eye condition is getting better. No more difort. If I don’t post three updates tomorrow and if they’re not over 8000 words, I am a dog.. Let’s set this goal now!)