After returning to the Heavenly Sword Sect, Yi Xichen and Zhangsun Zijun went to find Yao Budu.
Yao Budu made a hammock out of vines in his refining hall. Normally, when there isnât much to be done, he would doze off on it. As a gentle breeze blew by, the hammock would sway back and forth. The pill refining cauldron is placed next to the hammock so that when the scent of medicine would wake him up from his dreams, a new batch of pills would have also been finished.
Yao Budu stretched comfortably and opened his eyes just in time to see Zhangsun Zijun and YiXichen walk in.
âYou came at the right time.â Yao Budu came down from his hammock and scooped a couple of pills out of the cauldron, âZijun, have you been better recently? This master of yours refined some new medicine that can energize the mind and body.â
Zhangsun Zijunâs expression went stiff. Is it too late now to turn around and pretend that he has never walked in?
âCome here.â Yao Budu waved his hand.
Zhangsun Zijun can only obediently walk over, âMaster, Iâve already recovered from my illness. Thereâs no need for more medicine.â
âReally?â Yao Budu turned his look of interrogation towards Yi Xichen.
âMaster, donât listen to his lies.â Yi Xichen squatted down next to Yao Budu with a dog-like posture and stuck his furry head over, indistinguishable from a domesticated puppy, âZijun has been saying nonsense every day. You have to increase the amount of medicine.â
If killing intent can materialize, Yi Xichen would have already been ground to sand by Zhangsun Zijunâs gaze.
Yi Xichen fearlessly glared back at him. Ever since he was young, it had always been him that angers others into spitting out blood. But ever since Zhangsun Zijun was affected by the magical illusions, he can anger Yi Xichen to cough up blood at least 3 times a day! If he doesnât get revenge for this then he isnât a man!
Yao Budu couldnât help reaching out a hand to rub Yi Xichenâs head and then immediately turned to give Zhangsun Zijunâs head a pat. âDonât hesitate to seek medical attention! Xichen, you have to watch him take his medicine every day and come tell me only when he has completely recovered.â
âYou donât have to worry, Master!â
However, Yi Xichen didnât manage to remain smug for long before reality struck again.
Yao Budu took out another bag of pills and tossed it over to Yi Xichen, âThis is your medicine. This Master thinks that cultivation is taking a toll on your body. Recently, your face has become pale so take these to supplement your energy.â
Yi Xichenâs smile also stiffened.
Zhangsun Zijun silently accepted the medicine bag, âMaster, you donât have to worry.â
Yi Xichen, ââŠâŠâ
To prevent Yao Budu from taking out more medicinal pills, Yi Xichen quickly bought out the spoils that he got today, âMaster, is it possible for you to fix this?â
Yao Budu looked at the shattered firestone in his discipleâs hand, a little astonished, âFirestone? Where did you get this?â
âThis disciple got it by maintaining peace and justice.â
âYou stinky brat, could you have gotten it through tricks and deception1!â Yao Budu picked up the firestone, looked over it meticulously and said, âFixing it shouldnât take too much effort. Itâs just the right thing to make it into a spiritual object.â
Medicinal cultivation is not like sword cultivation in that it doesnât follow a bitter training path. After all, many medicinal cultivators master the art of intuition. Yao Budu is one of those masters.
Yi Xichen became anxious, âMaster, I was planning to take this firestone to make a betting table to earn money in the market.â
âYouâre a sword cultivator so stop distracting yourself with those stray paths!â Yao Budu glared and unceremoniously confiscated the firestone, âLet your Master make a useful spiritual item and gift it to you.â
Yi Xichen wanted to say something more, but seeing that Yao Budu had fire in his eyes, he could only swallow his words. When one is cultivating, especially those with high reputation, most of the time, they have very little emotional fluctuations. However, Yao Budu was someone with an aggressive temperament, glaring and huffing as soon as he is provoked. At the Heavenly Sword Sect, he is an elder with the lowest standing, but there isnât a single disciple that isnât scared of his explosive temper.
Except that Yi Xichen and Zhangsun Zijun knew that their Master is the kindest person in the whole world.
Since the medicinal pills were distributed and the firestone was taken away, Yao Budu shooed his two lovable disciples out, telling them to scram and not disturb his peace and quiet.
âYi Xichen.â
Yi Xichen was walking towards the exit when he heard his Master call his name and suddenly came to a stop. Yao Budu scarcely calls his name so seriously. But as long as he does, it means that he has done something again to make Yao Budu very angry. Everything was fine just moments ago. What happened?
âOut of all of my disciples, you are the one that goofs around the most.â Yao Budu frowned, his tone was inexplicably agitated, âThis time, it is also your fault that Zijunâs body was invaded by the miasma.â
Zhangsun Zijun wanted to speak up for Yi Xichen, but a single glare from Yao Budu was enough to make him shut his mouth obediently.
âThe other elders from the various halls have come to me many times asking me to drop you as a disciple, but Iâve always stopped them. Not to mention, youâve done many things that harm both yourself and others, but you donât seem to learn from your mistakes. Your Master has told you many times, the places that you arenât supposed to go, donât go there: the things that you arenât supposed to do, donât do it: the people that you arenât supposed to provoke, donât provoke them. Just cultivate obediently then you can go down the mountain to get some practical training after this year. If I find out that youâve stirred up more trouble againâŠâŠâ
âKacha.â Yao Budu shattered the medicinal vial held tightly in his hand.
Yi Xichen instinctively ducked down his head.
âScram!â Yao Budu waved his hands before closing his eyes and continuing his rest.
This time, the cause behind Yao Buduâs tirade was mysterious. Yi Xichen and Zhangsun Zijun looked at one another, unsure of what to do following the outburst, and left sullenly.
Outside of the refining hall, Yi Xichen was confused the whole way back.
âZijun, what do you think is the meaning behind Masterâs words just now?â Yi Xichen raised his hands to his chin, âIs he blaming me for dragging you to the Miasma forest? And causing you to be influenced by the miasma?â
âThat wasnât your fault.â
Yi Xichen wrinkled his nose, bitterness rising in his heart, âMaster is biased. Ever since we were young, he has always given the good stuff to you. And even when we work together to do something bad, it doesnât matter whether or not itâs my fault, itâs always my fault.â
âHmph.â Zhangsun Zijun held his nose, wanting to stop himself from âhmphing,â âHe definitely didnât give me to you. Hmph.â
Yi Xichen was stunned. He already got used to listening to Zhangsun Zijun speaking opposites so he naturally knows what he meant. Now his heart wasnât bitter but his nose felt stuffy.
Although the Medicinal hall had a little more than ten disciples, ever since they were young, it didnât matter what they did, Yao Budu would always pair Zhangsun Zijun and Yi Xichen up. At that time the junior disciples didnât have their own rooms, so the other disciples had to sleep three to five people to a room. Only he and Yi Xichen got to sleep in the empty room in Yao Buduâs hut. Eating, sleeping, doing chores, picking medicine, and cultivating â they were inseparable through it all, so, naturally, their relationship was better than anyone elseâs.
Whenever Yao Budu got something good, he would keep it to give to Zhangsun Zijun. Zhangsun Zijunâs natural talent was good so none of the other disciples could protest. But as long as Zhangsun Zijun had something, he would certainly give half of it to Yi Xichen. This was also known by Yao Budu but he has never spoken up against it so it was probably his intent for this to happen.
But he gave me to you. A simple sentence from Zhangsun Zijun was the most heartwarming confessionââno matter what trials or dangers or obstacles, they face will share their fortunes and burdens with one another.
Yi Xichenâs heart was melted into a pile of goo. But in the next moment, he remembered the weird thought process that Zhangsun Zijun had nowadays and thought to himself that his emotions are still too tender and inexperienced.
âZijun.â
âEn?â
âYou really good to me. I remember all of that in my heart and Iâm really happy.â
âThereâs no needâŠâŠâ
âBut you should give it up. No matter how good you are to me, I wonât give birth to your children.â
ââŠâŠHmph, I wasnât thinking of thatâŠâŠhmphâŠâŠâ
âWeiweiwei! Youâre telling me that you arenât thinking of that so what exactly is the meaning behind that look of disappointment! Iâve told you a hundred times that I canât give birth! If you have the ability to do so, why donât you let me see you give birth to one!
ââŠâŠâ
That night, Yi Xichen had a dream. He dreamt of something that was buried deep in his memories.
His father and mother were burning in the middle of a roaring flame. The sound of skin being scorched, pili pala, and the smell of meat charing overwhelmed his senses. Waves of nausea made him throw up seemingly everything in his stomach.
His body hurt almost like every bone in his body was broken. The power of the fire burned within him, it hurt, but at the same time, it gave him the power to remain awake and alive. He tried to move towards the corpses in the flame and he crawled for a long time. The journey of a couple of meters appeared to take years to complete.
Finally, his fingers were just about to touch the scarlet flames. He wanted to pat the flames out. Even if he had to lure the flames onto himself, then at least he would be able to help distribute his parentâs pain. Just as he was about to succeed, a pair of strong arms lifted him up from the back.
âChild, donât touch!â
He had already touched it. What kind of fire was this? Although it didnât hurt, it had the ability to melt the power of life. Only a light touch with the tips of his fingers was enough to make him weak and confused. If it wasnât for the person behind him hauling him up, he would have slept just like that. Peacefully. Forever.
When he regained consciousness, he saw that there was a blood-red mark from the fire on the tip of his index finger. And then he turned around and saw a young man with a goatee. Although his expression was unkind, his eyes were clear, having the ability to make people have faith in him.
âYour parents are gone.â The man with the goatee said, âChild, my name is Yao Budu and Iâm your parentsâ friend. Iâll take you with me and starting from now, Iâm your master.â
Time flew and he grew from a child to a young man in a flash.
âWait for me here.â He told a young man that looked a little unhappy, âIf Master comes back, think of a way to stall him. Iâll come back as soon as I found the herb.â
âOh.â
He sneaked into Yao Buduâs refining hall. Even though the garden looked like it was only a square meter, after going through a portal, there were endless fields of herbs. He had invented some new things but he couldnât find the required medicinal herbs so he could only steal from his Masterâs field. But the field was larger than he thought it would be and he couldnât find what he needed.
Seeing that he was running out of time, he thought of Zijun who must be getting agitated. Since he couldnât find it he could only leave. However, as soon as he turned his head, he saw Yao Budu standing behind him, glaring and huffing.
âYou stinky brat, you seemed to be tired of living!â
As punishment for sneaking into the medicinal fields, Yao Budu made him face the wall and think of his actions. Plus he couldnât go out. In the medicinal field, there was a pond near the south side. His punishment was to kneel next to the pond. Through the reflection of the pond, he could still see the world outside of the portal.
Zhangsun Zijun didnât know that Yao Budu didnât need to walk in from the front door to be able to reach the medicinal fields. He also didnât know that his accomplice had already been caught, so at the moment, he was still standing guard outside.
He knelt for seven days and Zhangsun Zijun also stood guard outside for seven days.
On the first day, he thought in his heart that Zijun is really loyal for staying outside for so long. On the third day, the thought in his heart that Zijun was way too dumb. A long time had passed and he still hasnât gone out which meant that he had to have been caught so why isnât Zijun going back, is he not afraid of being caught and be punished along with him? On the fifth day, he couldnât bear to watch any longer and begged Yao Budu to tell Zijun to go back and rest, it didnât matter if he kneeled a couple more days. Yao Budu didnât agree to it.
On the seventh day, he finally reached the end of his punishment. As he was pushing on his knees to stand up, Yao Budu appeared next to him. Looking that the wood-like personâs reflection on the clear pond, Yao Budu thoughtfully said, âYouâve found a trustworthy friend.â
He stumbled out of the refining hall. When he saw Zhangsun Zijun still standing there, he lunged over, punch him on his shoulder and said with a smile, âMoron, did you know that I was caught by Master and was punished to kneel for seven days?â
âIâve guessed that.â
âThen why didnât you leave?â
âIâm an accomplice. When Master punished you, he was also punishing me.â
âSmartass!â Although he said this, a huge smile was already spreading across his face. He sighed. âThen if Master punished me by telling me to kneel for a year, you would wait a year too?â
âEn.â
âThen how about a hundred years?â
âIâll wait.â
âWould you wait for a thousand years? Ten-thousand years? Arenât you scared that youâre going to stand till you turn to a rock?â
âThen you would have also kneeled till youâve become a piece of wood.â
âHahahaha, why do I like hearing that so much! Donât worry, since you treat me like a brother, I will reciprocate in full! In the future, no matter what kind of mistakes you make, Iâll accompany you too!â
Reikaâs Notes:
This chapter is by Windyday of BCNovels.Aww, the bromance is really strong, they already promised to be good brothers to each other. Now all we need is more romance. Thanks for reading.
Actual translation, âstealing chicken and feeling dogs.â Basically underhanded means.