Chapter 13

Having received Qiu Chuji’s assurance, Su Yi felt relieved. It seemed that Mei Chaofeng’s cultivation of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw led to her going mad due to the lack of a foundation in Daoist internal skills. However, he was different. Although Yang Kang was no longer around, he had left behind several years of hard cultivation in internal skills. With a month of intensive practice, Su Yi had already mastered them as if he had cultivated them himself.

With this refined internal skill as a foundation, Su Yi began to study the Shadow Sword Technique and the Heart-Crushing Palm the next day with peace of mind.

However, these two sets of martial arts were incredibly profound. Su Yi studied for a whole day but still found them incomprehensible. He was not anxious, though. He continued to practice his internal skills and study martial arts systematically. His current martial arts skills were too poor, even worse than those of Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing, who were merely minor characters.

Of course, Yin Zhiping would later become close to Jin Yong’s world’s most beautiful woman, making his role as a minor character quite enjoyable. Zhao Zhijing, on the other hand, was undoubtedly a very unlucky person.

Su Yi sadly realized that he did not even have the qualifications to be a minor character.

Well, it seems I still need to improve myself. It’s not time for me to be arrogant yet; I should just hide quietly for now.

Thus, Su Yi threw himself into the intense practice of martial arts every day. He had not stayed in the Quanzhen Sect for long and knew very few people. Qiu Chuji often went down the mountain to help the weak, and apart from Yin Zhiping, who frequently visited him, others had long forgotten about Yang Kang.

Every time Yin Zhiping came, he brought a few wild game animals, and the two of them feasted heartily. Over time, Su Yi suddenly felt that this guy might not be coming to see him but rather to improve his diet.

It’s worth noting that although Qiu Chuji had seen the Shadow Sword Technique, his senior disciple Yin Zhiping had never heard of it. It seemed that Qiu Chuji regarded this sword technique as Su Yi’s personal possession and did not even reveal it to his own disciple.

Su Yi had hesitated, thinking that since Qiu Lao Dao had been so good to him, should he pass on this sword technique to Yin Zhiping to repay his master? But then he thought, absolutely not. This guy has a dark future; he will rape Xiaolongnü in the future! If he becomes a master of martial arts and becomes stronger, and Xiaolongnü can’t defeat him, wouldn’t the rape become a reality?

Thinking about this, Su Yi’s gaze towards Yin Zhiping became filled with deep resentment. What a lucky bastard, how can I, who am part of a large fff group, bear this!

Yin Zhiping felt uneasy and twisted his body, checking himself up and down but finding nothing strange. He ignored Su Yi’s gaze and continued to gnaw on his roasted chicken.

Su Yi was not happy. You come down every day to eat my meat, don’t you know I’ve been eating meat for several months? Why don’t you bring some vegetables for me to eat...

Thinking about it made him shed a tear of bitterness. Su Yi had lived at the foot of the mountain for several months, eating meat soup for breakfast, roasted meat for lunch, and meat soup for dinner. After several months, he felt that his entire body was unwell, and his desire for vegetables had reached the sky. Out of desperation, he went up the mountain to the kitchen to get some vegetables, but the gatekeepers did not recognize him and even attacked him...

In the end, the matter was reported to Ma Yu, who clarified the situation. Just wanting to eat some vegetables had caused such a big fuss. Su Yi, in a fit of anger, never went up the mountain again. Now, whenever he looked at green grass, his eyes turned green, and he felt like he could not control himself from pouncing and eating it.

After finishing his roasted chicken, Yin Zhiping let out a satisfied burp. He looked up and was startled to see Su Yi still staring at him intently, his gaze filled with indescribable meaning, but certainly not friendly.

"Um... Brother Yang?" Yin Zhiping asked timidly, "Why are you staring at me like that?"

"Nothing..." Su Yi turned his head as if nothing had happened. He certainly wouldn’t say that he was mentally slicing and dicing him into pieces... But soon, he turned back and asked, "Didn’t I ask you to bring some vegetables last time? Why did you come empty-handed?"

Yin Zhiping sighed, "Brother, I have no choice. Wanting to eat vegetables is understandable, but you asked me to bring them without letting me say it was for you. This put me in a difficult position. The last few times I secretly took vegetables, the head chef found out. Thanks to you, they all think that Qiu Chuji’s senior disciple Yin Zhiping is a glutton who can’t get enough of the daily meals and has to sneak into the kitchen to steal vegetables. How can I dare to go to the kitchen again?"

Su Yi stared speechlessly at the chicken bones next to Yin Zhiping and asked seriously, "Aren’t you a glutton?"

Yin Zhiping choked and said helplessly, "Alright, alright, I’ll bite the bullet and steal some more next time."

"That’s more like it..." Su Yi withdrew his gaze with satisfaction and said, "You, a well-fed person, don’t understand the hunger of a starving person. You eat vegetables every day on the mountain, but I haven’t had any for a long time. The other day, I almost went down the mountain to buy some."

Yin Zhiping panicked and quickly said, "Absolutely not, absolutely not! Quanzhen disciples are not allowed to leave the mountain casually. If you do, you’ll be punished according to the rules. You’ll end up with a sore bottom."

"Who cares if my bottom gets sore? What’s it to you?" Su Yi suddenly became very wary, sitting on the ground and backing away a few meters. He pointed at Yin Zhiping with a trembling finger and said, "Do you... do you have some... I never thought you’d be such a dirty person... really too impure!"

Yin Zhiping looked helpless and said weakly, "Alright, Brother Yang, whether you’re joking or serious, you’ve hurt me. Please stop acting."

"Tsk, really boring, I miss the old Yin Brother who would panic at the slightest provocation!" Su Yi sighed, "It’s true that it takes three years to learn good behavior but only three days to learn bad habits!"

"This is called 'those who stay close to vermilion turn red, and those who stay close to ink turn black!'" After knowing Su Yi for several months, Yin Zhiping seemed to have learned a lot... Well... if he were handsome, it would be called being carefree; if he were ugly, it would be called a vulgar aura... truly despairing of this face-obsessed world.

This time, it was Su Yi’s turn to be speechless.

"Alright, I won’t talk to you anymore. I need to go back up the mountain." Yin Zhiping got up, patted his buttocks, and was about to leave. "I’m your only senior brother. Since the master is not around, I can come down the mountain frequently under the pretext of supervising your sword practice. However, staying down for too long will cause gossip. Zhao Brother has been very critical of me recently."

"Who cares? Just beat him up..." Su Yi said disdainfully, "But you pretend to be a gentleman, showing him respect after respect. Now he’s riding on your head, and you’re even ready to clean up after him?"

"Hmph, what’s the harm in giving him some leeway? The annual competition of the Quanzhen Sect is approaching. I’ll beat him up then. I’m a gentleman, so I’ll fight him fairly. Zhao Brother’s sword skills and internal skills are profound, and I, as his junior, can’t hold back. I have no choice but to beat him up, it’s truly helpless!"

Indeed, gentlemen are the least trustworthy.

Su Yi looked at the boastful Yin Zhiping in surprise, never expecting to see this shameless side of him. He would not admit that being close to good people makes one good, and being close to bad people makes one bad.

"Alright, I’m leaving." Yin Zhiping waved his hand and was about to leave, but suddenly paused, giving Su Yi a strange look.

Su Yi gave him a puzzled look, thinking, "What’s with that weird look?" Then he heard a clear, tinkling laughter coming from a distance, and a woman was approaching.

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