Chapter 2684 - 33: Shangyuan Mingzhu

"Ru Cheng, we should return."

In Wumeng City, a major city affiliated with Mugu, Helian Yuyun said seriously: "General Helian has been found, and his injuries cannot be delayed; he must be sent back immediately. I have to personally escort him."

Helian Xiaohu undertook this journey to escort Helian Yuyun for her trial in the Monster Realm. In the face of Heavenly Demon Lion Anxuan, he bravely fought to the death.

Both emotionally and logically, Helian Yuyun should personally take him back.

Zhao Rucheng said, "I completely understand. You should escort General Helian back first. I want to stay here... and search some more."

"No, you have to come back with me," Helian Yuyun said. "Your identity is sensitive, and Qing Country won’t easily give up. If I’m not beside you, they could exploit you at any moment. Besides, staying here in the Monster Realm won’t help. You’re a very smart person; you should know I’m telling the truth."

"If today you were Beyond the Peak, and I were the Emperor of Da Mu, I could accompany you to ignite a war between the two clans, flatten The Sky Sloth Wilderness, and search for all traces of my third brother. But I am only the Da Mu Imperial Princess, and you are still refining yourself before God Arrives... neither of us is anywhere close to being qualified."

Looking into those cyan eyes, Zhao Rucheng was silent.

Because he was smart enough, he could not deceive himself.

When Heavenly Demon Lion Anxuan suddenly appeared, ready to devour the entire battlefield, what could he do? Whatever he did was useless. All his skills were worth less than dust.

And this feeling of powerlessness...

He had felt it many times.

Upon learning his identity, outside Fenglin City, upon hearing news of Uncle Deng’s death, today, this very moment.

God knows back then, when he cut off his long hair, fought to the death in the desert, trained so hard, was for what.

Wasn’t it to never experience this powerless feeling again?

He had clearly become stronger, much stronger.

But life seemed like an ugly cycle.

He was forever living in this useless story, the powerless character.

No matter if he was a self-assured genius or willingly fallen.

No matter if he was Zhao Rucheng, Deng Qi, or Ying Ziyu!

After the Yellow River Gathering ended that year, he drank with his third brother. When his third brother left, he told him, "Third brother, walk faster!"

Indeed, his third brother walked very fast.

So fast he may never catch up again...

Clearly seeing the sorrow in those peach blossom eyes, Helian Yuyun gave a gentle gaze: "I will tell Aunt Yuyi to pay attention to The Sky Sloth Wilderness. If one day there is news of your third brother, she will provide support immediately. Isn’t that better than you staying here creating attention?"

Although Helian Xiaohu was also part of the Imperial Clan, his bloodline was distant. Not as closely related as Helian Yuyi. Helian Yuyun’s way of addressing showed it.

For Helian Yuyun’s earnest request, Helian Yuyi would definitely take it seriously.

This was indeed the best choice.

Zhao Rucheng didn’t stay silent for long, as Helian Xiaohu couldn’t wait.

"Yuyun," he began.

"I’m here. I’m always here."

"Three months," Zhao Rucheng said, "Let me stay in Wumeng City for three months... consider it my cultivation."

Reason tells me I can do nothing.

Emotion tells me I want to watch over here.

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"Vile creature! You dare to kill the mighty Quan, I shall rip you to shreds!"

"Kill him!", "Burn him!"

"No, No! Help, Help!!"

The sharp blades and curses had dissipated.

Chai Asi woke up drenched in sweat, startled from a nightmare.

All he saw was the transparent roof. He was still lying on the familiar wooden bed. Tossing and turning unknowingly in his sleep, the blanket wrapped around him several times — the sensation of being bound in the dream came from this.

Instinctively touching his chest, he felt cold hardness; the Ancient divine mirror was still there.

He let out a sigh of relief.

His tense muscles relaxed once more.

It’s been three days since returning to Mo Yun City.

For these three days, he has been reclusive. Except for going to the old Ape tavern in front of the street every night to drink the cheapest wine, to listen to various news discretely, the rest of the time he spent entirely in this old residence.

Oh yes, he also found time to sell herbs. The Ancient God told him to keep everything as usual. So not only did he sell the herbs, he also haggled for an extra penny at the medicine shop relentlessly.

Then he hid at home, not going out.

This was his life.

This old courtyard was the only inheritance left to him by his grandfather.

Home was bare, the door lock was only psychological comfort.

During these days indoors, of course, he wasn’t sleeping all day. What he did most was practice, previously it was meditation and knife practices, now it’s meditation and sword practices, practicing the Heaven and Earth Sinking Secret Sword Technique.

Besides, he constantly listened against the wall suspiciously every day, watched for any surveillance, worried about anyone coming to arrest him...

Fortunately, after three days of returning, no one had knocked on his door.

He had no friends in this city, no one concerned about him, be it in the name of love or hate.

He was undeserving.

This was good.

True Monster Quan Yingyang conducted a high-profile investigation in the deep mountains, which yielded nothing.

Later, the lord personally came to Mo Yun City, visited the Yu Family and Ape Family, causing a stir, known to all in the city. He also heard seven or eight parts of it in the old Ape tavern.