Chapter 85

It turns out that Xiaobai's background is so impressive! Lu Zheng couldn't help but be amazed, and he exchanged a glance with Xin'er. Over the past two days, Xin'er had also spent a lot of time feeding Xiaobai with beans.

Since the day she saw the beautiful white horse twice, Xin'er had been thinking about it. When Li Yi asked Lu Zheng about taming the white horse, Lu Zheng told the truth, which made Xin'er also want to go and see the white horse. Surprisingly, Li Yi agreed. So, the two of them, each holding a small bag of beans, went to see Xiaobai after dinner.

Lu Zheng was afraid that Xiaobai would kick Xin'er, so he repeatedly warned her about various precautions. Seeing how serious her little brother was, Xin'er felt a bit nervous and kept nodding.

Strangely enough, Xiaobai never allowed Lu Zheng to touch a single hair on his body. Although he reluctantly let Lu Zheng get closer due to the beans, he still wouldn't let Lu Zheng touch him, let alone ride on his back. However, when they arrived at the training ground, and the two of them approached Xiaobai, Xiaobai immediately ran up to Lu Zheng for the beans. Then, he saw Xin'er, a beautiful little girl holding a bag of beans, and immediately left Lu Zheng to go to Xin'er.

Xin'er was a bit flustered when Xiaobai came towards her, but then she noticed that Xiaobai stopped in front of her, sniffing the bag in her hand. She quickly opened the bag to let Xiaobai eat. Xiaobai eagerly ate the beans and then kept rubbing his head against Xin'er, showing great affection.

Xin'er gradually realized that Xiaobai wasn't as unpleasant as Lu Zheng had said; instead, he was incredibly cute. She burst into laughter and said, "Little brother, Xiaobai is so nice, not at all as scary as you said!"

Seeing this, Lu Zheng was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe that Xiaobai would actively approach Xin'er. Was this the same Xiaobai who always held his head high and would kick anyone who got too close?

What surprised him even more was that Xiaobai eventually bit the hem of Xin'er's clothes and tugged at it, then shook his head towards his back, as if inviting Xin'er to ride on his back. Lu Zheng's jaw dropped.

Xin'er also understood that Xiaobai wanted her to ride him and was delighted. She immediately asked Lu Zheng to help her get on. To her surprise, Xiaobai knelt down to make it easier for Xin'er to climb onto his back.

Lu Zheng almost popped his eyes out. The stark difference in treatment left him utterly baffled. He couldn't help but wonder, what was wrong with Xiaobai today? Did he think Xin'er was the cutest?

With Lu Zheng's help, Xin'er got on the horse and held the reins, unsure of what to do. Suddenly, Xiaobai sprang up and dashed forward, galloping across the training ground.

At first, Xin'er was startled and tightly closed her eyes. But then she realized that sitting on Xiaobai was like sitting on a chair; despite his speed, she didn't feel any jolts. She gradually calmed down and, as the wind rushed past her ears, she turned back to see Lu Zheng already a small dot in the distance.

Xiaobai was so fast! Xin'er couldn't help but cheer with joy.

Lu Zheng stood there, watching Xiaobai carry Xin'er away, feeling a mix of emotions.

That day, Xin'er rode Xiaobai around the training ground several times before reluctantly getting off. Xiaobai even licked her hand, making her laugh. Lu Zheng, standing nearby with red eyes, began to think about finding some bitter beans to feed Xiaobai!

Both of them, one happy and the other gloomy, didn't notice that as Xin'er dismounted, the戒方 (disciplinary paddle) suddenly appeared and struck her back three times. Xin'er, in pain, turned pale, realizing she had forgotten about her class while playing with the horse. Lu Zheng, who was currently in the class to tame Xiaobai, but not Xin'er, quickly shouted, "Xin'er, you're late for class!" But before he could finish, the戒方 had already struck her back three times.

Xin'er, in pain, turned pale, remembering that shouting and running were not allowed in the戒中 (disciplinary rules). She had to control her steps and breathe steadily, walking slowly back to the classroom.

When she returned to the classroom, Xin'er was severely reprimanded by Li Yi, who gave her a "玉禁步" (jade step inhibitor) to hang on her waist as a warning. The玉禁步 was a string of jade pieces. If she moved too quickly or made large gestures, the jade pieces would collide and make a sound, which would summon the戒方. This was Li Yi's way of disciplining Xin'er.

Because of Xiaobai, Xin'er had suffered a lot over the past two days, receiving many strikes from the戒方, making her hesitant to go to the training ground again. Now, hearing Mr. Le say that Xiaobai was the king of horses, both of them were surprised.

Lu Zheng suddenly understood why Xiaobai always looked so proud and majestic, with his head always held high and a condescending look in his eyes. He was the king of horses!

But why would the king of horses be so obedient to Xin'er? Thinking about this, Lu Zheng couldn't help but pout. What a stinky king, only interested in eating beans and fawning over Xin'er!

Lu Zheng asked, "Mr. Le, where did you find Xiaobai?"

Mr. Le replied, "In the cultivation world, there is a place called Wuhe Youxiang, also known as Guangmo Zhiye, a vast plain. On this plain, countless wild horses live, galloping from morning to night, appearing and disappearing without a fixed time. I searched for a long time before I found a few herds near Dao Hai and, among thousands of wild horses, I spotted this white colt. It took a lot of effort to bring him back to the cottage."

Xin'er clapped her hands and said, "Ah! Wuhe Youxiang, Guangmo Zhiye, I know about them too. Uncle Le, Dao Hai San Shan is there, right? My parents have been there."

Dao Hai San Shan? Lu Zheng had heard about it from the ascetic monk, knowing it was the location of the Daoist sect. He had also heard from Wu Zhenggong of the Mountain and Water Sword Sect about the current disciple of the Daoist sect, Wangqing Tian, who was known as the "Untalented Son" for his unrestrained and carefree behavior. However, he also remembered that Wu Zhenggong said this Untalented Son had exceptional talent, mastering the Daoist arts of all eleven sects within three years, comparable to a Buddhist genius called "Thirty-Two Marks."

Lu Zheng had casually asked about Xiaobai's origin to learn more about him. He had been ordered by Li Yi to tame Xiaobai, but after spending time with him, he found it interesting and less focused on taming him. He genuinely wanted to get closer to this white horse.

However, he didn't expect to learn that Xiaobai was not only the king of horses but also from the mysterious Dao Hai San Shan. Thinking of the Untalented Son mentioned by the ascetic monk, he was reminded of his buried wish: to learn supernatural arts to avenge Tang Xiaojiu!

Since coming to Riyue Cottage, although his teachers and Mr. Le had been very kind to him and taught him various things, they had never mentioned teaching him supernatural arts. He felt grateful to his teachers and didn't dare to ask for such instruction, as it would seem greedy.

After Xin'er's consolation, although he no longer dwelled on Tang Xiaojiu's death, he didn't abandon the idea of avenging him. This thought became clearer and more determined. However, without supernatural arts, he couldn't defeat the snake demon, let alone find it.

Xin'er also knew about Dao Hai, and since her parents were from the Daoist sect, she would definitely learn supernatural arts in the future, widening the gap between them. Protecting Xin'er would be even more difficult.

To avenge Jiu Ge and fulfill his promise to protect Xin'er, he needed supernatural arts. Thinking about this, his desire to learn supernatural arts burned intensely, making him restless. After several deep breaths to calm himself, he responded to Xin'er, "I've heard of Dao Hai San Shan and the Untalented Son, who is very powerful!"

Mr. Le looked at him and said, "Oh? You've heard of the Untalented Son?"

Lu Zheng nodded and recounted how the ascetic monk had taken him to Liangjie Mountain and met Wu Zhenggong of the Mountain and Water Sword Sect.

After Lu Zheng finished, Xin'er said, "Little brother, Mom told me that although the Untalented Son seems to like his nickname and asks people to call him that, he will be the future leader of the Daoist sect, the next Wangqing Tian. So, Mom doesn't allow me to call him that. You shouldn't either, okay? You don't know his name, right? I'll tell you, his name is Huang Weiyang."

Huang Weiyang? What a unique name. He actually lets people call him Untalented Son? There are people who prefer to be called by their nicknames. What a strange person!

Since Xin'er had said this, Lu Zheng immediately agreed, "Xin'er, you're right. I won't call him that anymore. Who likes to be called names? I think someone might be jealous of him and spreading rumors to tarnish his reputation. Mr. Le, I've also heard that Huang Weiyang mastered the supernatural arts of all Daoist sects within three years. Is that true?"

Mr. Le looked at Lu Zheng with interest and asked, "Foolish boy, do you want to learn supernatural arts?"

Lu Zheng was surprised that Mr. Le had seen through his thoughts and asked so directly. Could Mr. Le be willing to teach him supernatural arts? He was excited and said, "Mr. Le, will you teach me?" The thought of learning supernatural arts to avenge Tang Xiaojiu made his heart race, and his voice trembled.

Mr. Le smiled and waved his hand, "Foolish boy, why are you so excited? When did I say I would teach you?"

Lu Zheng felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him. He was disappointed and said, "Oh, I thought you were asking if I wanted to learn because you were going to teach me."

Mr. Le laughed and said, "Foolish boy, I only teach you to play the zither. Tell me, have you practiced the zither while I was away?"

Mr. Le changed the subject, and Lu Zheng couldn't continue. He honestly replied, "I've been busy taming Xiaobai and haven't practiced for several days."

Mr. Le's face showed displeasure, and he looked at Lu Zheng meaningfully, making Lu Zheng feel embarrassed and lower his head. Mr. Le then said, "Playing the zither is like a string, neither too tight nor too loose. If it's too tight, it will break; if it's too loose, it will be useless. Practicing the zither is the same; you need to balance effort and rest, but you must never slack off." He then left, and Lu Zheng and Xin'er bowed to see him off.

Mr. Le was usually very approachable and never made demands, always letting things take their natural course. He rarely said anything harsh, but his words today clearly showed his disappointment in Lu Zheng's lack of practice. Thinking of Mr. Le's kindness, Lu Zheng felt a burning shame.

Mr. Le left the pavilion and appeared at the Tianyuan Difang Pavilion. He touched his chest, relieved, and said, "I managed to get away with it. If he had insisted on learning supernatural arts, what would I have done?"

As he spoke, he looked up and was startled to see Li Yi standing less than a foot away. They almost collided.

Mr. Le, holding his chest, said, "Li Yi, you scared me. Why are you playing such a joke? Scaring someone can be fatal!"

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