Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother Chapter 46.1

Translator: SilverNeko

Editor: Dancing Dolphins Yo!

In the blink of an eye, it became noon.

The tortoise was a wild spirit beast. Although it was a bit dumb, it still knew how to find food. When Jun YanZhi went down the mountain, he never worried about him, letting him crawl around the mountain.

Wen Jing and the tortoise were quite harmonious together. In these past few years, he had come to know all of its habits and characteristics. He couldn't bear for it to suffer any grievances. Therefore, he placed a bag of fruits that the tortoise loved to eat in front of the door.

Wen Jing declared: "I will return within three months." He thought for awhile but still didn't know what to say to a tortoise so he concluded with: "Then, that's it."

He walked a few steps away. Turning back to take another glance, he saw that the tortoise was desperately crawling after him. Although it crawled slowly, it worked really hard. He quickly waved his hand and said: "Don't follow me. I'm leaving."

He didn't know if the tortoise understood. Wen Jing drove it away a few times before the tortoise finally stopped moving. Its little bean-like eyes watched him, as if it finally understood that he was leaving, but it couldn't go with him.

Wen Jing hardened his heart and said: "Look after the house. Don't run around." Then, he turned and left.

When he left this time, he brought all of his belongings, planning to place all of his eggs in one basket.

A tortoise, the color of ink, was crouched at the bottom of the mountain. Its height, width, and length were all over 30 feet. It was Wen Jing's first time seeing the spirit beast so it was unavoidable that he was stunned. Opening its mouth, many trees and even their roots were pulled out together. It munched slowly and seemed to have a good temper.

Jun YanZhi and He Ling were already waiting for a while. Wen Jing glanced up and sighed: "This is Huang Hua peak's peak master's tortoise? It really is a G.o.dly beast. Compared to ours……"

He Ling interrupted him: "This tortoise has a dragon head."

Wen Jing was speechless.

Fine, this tortoise had a dragon head. The tortoise at home only had a normal one……

Jun YanZhi laughed: "Second shixiong meant that this tortoise was not average or common. Its name is Mo Xuan. It has a sliver of an ancient spiritual bloodline. My tortoise obviously can't be compared to it."

Wen Jing complained inside: Can't be compared? That would depend on what we were comparing……In terms of power, it couldn't be compared, but in terms of cuteness, loyalty, and stupidity, could it still not be compared?

There was a platform made of wood on the tortoise's back, big enough to allow over 100 people on it. It was secured on the tortoise's back like a horse's saddle, used to carry people. The platform was split into two floors. The lower floor was big and open. The upper floor was a bit small, but it was closed off so people couldn't see the inside.

Once it was 2:00 pm and the sun shined down fiercely, Zhu Jin said: "Everyone can go up now." The disciples all complied, flying onto the tortoise's back one by one in an orderly manner. Finding a shady spot on the first floor, they all settled down.

Xi Fang, Shao Jun, Lu ChangQing, and five other peak masters also came along, as they flew up to the second floor, and sat down in the "elegant room."

Mo Xuan's huge dragon head swung and it let out a long dragon roar, slowly flying into the sky.

The mountain wind blew. Clothes floated and fluttered. Everyone felt incomparably carefree!

As expected of a third tier spirit beast, Mo Xuan started slowly but steadily increased its pace. The scenery flew past. Wen Jing found a place with shade and sat down crossed legged against a wooden railing, unconsciously searching for a light green figure.

Jun YanZhi's light green robes fluttered, and his hair ribbon danced along. He was currently standing about a dozen feet from where Wen Jing was. With his head lowered, he was talking to two girls who had a beautiful appearance.

In the book, it said, "Jun YanZhi was reserved and rarely interacted with female disciples. When he was talking, he often kept a certain distance. His words were careful and cautious. But the more that he was like this, the higher the females' evaluations of him were. Their words contained many praises. Many people felt indignant in their hearts and slandered him secretly, saying that he was a fake gentleman. They didn't believe that there were actually men in this world that didn't feel l.u.s.t for women."

In those years when Wen Jing followed the novel, Wen Jing could smell their belly full of sourness from across the phone screen. [1]

Now that he was watching it in person, Wen Jing couldn't find anything improper about Jun YanZhi. Although his appearance was gentle and polite, there was a feeling of being kept a thousand kilometers away, unable to truly get close. There wasn't the slightest bit of love or desire. From inside out, he was a true gentleman.

Except, today, his light green clothes and ribbon had slight traces of being modified and decorated. At least, he purposely chose the same color……

As he was in the middle of letting his mind run wild, a person suddenly walked over to him and smiled: "So you were here."

Wen Jing turned his head and saw You Si in a dark blue outfit, sitting down with his back against the wooden railing. His hair was an extremely dark black. one of his legs was casually bent with his head slightly tilted. His lips contained an indecipherable smile.

Wen Jing also smiled and responded in a gentle voice: "So it was You shidi……Was there any progress on your investigation of the demonic cultivator?" However, his gaze still followed Jun YanZhi.

You Si: "The demonic cultivator hasn't made another move or harmed any more people. What progress is there?" He paused for a second and then smiled and continued: "On the other hand, the sword Qi that forms when you swing the sword, it's shocking……Do you know, watching you reminded me of a person in a legend?"

"What person?"

"A not so good person." You Si watched him with a smile.

Only now did Wen Jing turn his head and looked straight at him: "What do you mean by that? Which person?"

You Si smiled. His eyes squinted from the smile. The color in those eyes was a bit strange. From Wen Jing's angle, with the sunlight coming from below them, his eyes approached an amber color like a half-asleep owl. He gave a dry laugh: "There's no special meaning. Take care, and look out for yourself."

Wen Jing felt quite baffled. What did he mean by look out for yourself? Did You Si suspect that he was the demonic cultivator?

He opened his mouth and then closed it before replying in a slow and calm tone: "If I was the demonic cultivator, you would have probably already been killed."

You Si smiled and didn't say anything more.

Not far away, there was a young Qi Refining disciple currently talking with the shixiongs. His voice was rather loud, causing the surrounding people to all glance at him. That disciple asked: "Shixiong, the destination of this trip is Sky Balance sect. How many days will it take?"

A thirty to forty year old disciple answered: "With Mo Xuan's flying speed, about three days."

The five great sects each had specialties. Every five years, they would gather once, as they took turns hosting. The original purpose was to exchange resources, promote relationships, and also provide a chance for young disciples to see the world. They could also compete with each other to create awareness that there were skies above skies and people beyond people.

Footnotes:

[1] The sourness means that they were jealous. Vinegar is used in China as a metaphor for jealousy. Vinegar has a sour smell.

Tn: Wen Jing speaking up for their tortoise. In this chapter, I think I mostly trust that You Si is not the demonic cultivator. He was pretty high on my list of suspects tho before this chapter. I'm not sure anymore……. Or could You Si be working together with Jun YanZhi?

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