Estranged

it like this.
Since nothing happened to either of us, we should let the matter pass.
Please, go ahead, and we’ll follow behind…”

“Let it pass? Who told you I’m letting it pass?” The young man interrupted him, “Who do you think you are, how dare you act as if you’re in charge?”

Old He suppressed his anger: “Then how do you think we should handle this, Young Master?”

The young man: “My mother and little sister are sitting in our second carriage.
They were frightened by what happened.
Come here, make a formal apology, wait till we get at least ten li ahead of you, and then you can set out as well.”

It would have been fine if he had only asked Old He to apologize, but the ten-li demand was too much.
This way they would probably not reach Hongluo Town before nightfall.

Even if they managed to enter the town, there were too many of them, so they would not find enough rooms in any guest house.

Old He turned this proposal down without hesitation: “Young Master, I have women and children in my carriages as well.
When one of your horses halted just now, my favorite daughter was almost injured.
I have no intention to argue and I’m willing to apologize if that will keep the peace, but I’m afraid we can’t comply with your wish of waiting until you get ten li ahead.
The world can’t be described as quiet and peaceful these days, so we have to board our carriages soon and set out.”

He did not even spare a glance on the young man and turned around to enter his carriage.

“Wait!”

“Master!”

 A cold wind swept past, and a shriek rang out!

Old He felt that the back of his head had cooled down.
Just as he was about to turn back, a black shadow flew past his eyes.

In a moment, following the scream, the young man fell down from his horse, but was caught by a middle-aged man.
The latter helped him stand firmly and stretched his arm out to Old He.

Old He staggered back on instinct and was frightened only then.

The young man pulled out his sword in a fit of anger to stab Old He.
No one had time to help him, and only Yun Weisi managed to stop this sword, turning it back against the young man.

The sword brushed past his cheek, left a long bloody mark on it, and got stuck in a carriage behind him.

The middle-aged man who had come to help him pushed the young man aside and reached out towards Old He’s group.

However, his target was not Old He, but Yun Weisi who was standing behind the old man.

Yun Weisi did not wait for the man to come closer and attacked him as well.

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The middle-aged man was very self-confident.
He had been an honored guest of the Zhang family for many years, and thus had seen many high-ranking officials and noble lords as well as masters of cultivation.
He had not abandoned cultivation either.
However, the man before his eyes, even though he only seemed to be of a high level, and had no weapon in his hands, still emitted an indescribable, oppressive aura.

His strength was monumental like a mountain, yet at the same time as fragile as jade.
And still, it was violent like a blizzard, like a tornado swirling up to the skies.
It pressed down on him, and unnerved everyone around.

The middle-aged man turned his palms, and a short staff appeared in his hands, erupting in violet rays of light like a flint.
In a flash, a barrier of spiritual power appeared around him, blocking his enemy, while he jumped up and extended the short staff in Yun Weisi’s direction!

The staff moved forward in the attack, and the violet rays of light burst out.
Yun Weisi grabbed Old He and pulled him aside to protect the latter.
Wherever the violet light fell, the earth cracked.
Two horses were frightened by this and were eager to gallop away while neighing.
The other horses were also agitated by these two, and the situation had almost gone out of control.
A man ran out of their carriage and mounted the horse that was pulling the carriage.
He tightly grabbed the reins and pressed down the horse’s head.

The horse quickly calmed down.
That middle-aged man took a couple of steps back.
He stood firmly and did not seem to be at a disadvantage.

His face did not betray his feelings, but his heart was surging like turbulent waves.
He was shocked.

The man who had just appeared had long half-white hair, so at first glance it looked like he was an older man.
However, his face was young and refined, and his eyes were shining brightly.
There was no way to guess his age.

“Shishu!” A young man’s voice interrupted the middle-aged man’s line of thought.

Shishu: aka martial uncle

“May I know your honorable name, daoyou? Which sect happened to create such a talent? This one’s name is He Bo.
My shizhi was acting on impulse and offended you, daoyou.
I hope you can forgive him.”

Shizhi: aka martial nephew

The middle-aged man spoke again, his tone radically different from how it had been previously.

Yun Weisi: “Yun Weisi, just a rogue cultivator.”

One advantage of going back one hundred years ago was that their names, Yun Weisi and Jiufang Changming, would not be surprising to anyone.

They could continue carrying out their plan without drawing any attention.

He Bo put his hands down.
He refused to admit defeat in front of his shizhi, but his attitude had clearly changed, so his shizhi, Sun Wuxia, clearly understood how difficult it was to handle this situation.

He Bo did not seem astonished by the fact that Yun Weisi was a rogue cultivator and laughed: “So you are a cultivator! It seems that waters have flooded the Temple of Dragon King.
We, cultivators, are like a family.
Everything was only a misunderstanding, and it’s great that we’ve made things clear.
Daoyou Yun, you can go first, and we’ll follow behind!”

Waters have flooded the Temple of Dragon King: to fail to recognize an ally

Old He had extensive experience.
When he heard this change in tone, he understood that even though this He Bo was formidable, his skills could not compare to Old He’s companion’s, especially young master Yun’s.
He threw a glance at Yun Weisi and saw that the latter did not disagree, so Old He turned towards He Bo and nodded lightly.
Old He was not particularly interested in exchanging pleasantries, so he turned around and entered his carriage together with Yun Weisi and Changming, ordering his guards to move forward along the now-open way.

Their caravan passed by He Bo’s group.

Sun Wuxia was unwilling to submit, but his shishu did not let him do anything, so he could only watch the carriage disappear into the distance.

He touched his temple and saw that his fingers were painted red.
He became even more angered.

“They hurt my face! Shishu, think about your status! How could you let them go like this!”

He Bo’s shizhi came from a family of great wealth and was admitted to the inner sect because of his talent.
He had been pampered and grew up to become arrogant, and as a result, did not know how high the sky was and how thick the earth was.

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He Bo sighed in his heart, but said out loud: “Your small scratch can be healed with a swab of our sect’s Ointment of Ice Spirit.
These two men have high cultivation levels, and the one who fought me was concealing his true abilities—he may be even stronger than me.
I didn’t expect such talented people to personally serve some small caravan.”

Sun Wuxia was puzzled: “As I saw it, he’s at best at a high level.
Shishu, you’ve already joined the ranks of masters, and you’ll become even more proficient soon, and reach the highest realm of cultivation.
How come you’re afraid of them?”

He Bo pondered: “When we fought just now, I couldn’t see through his cultivation level.
It feels as if he’s hiding his true strength.
Yun Weisi… Have you ever heard this name?”

Sun Wuxia shook his head: “Hasn’t he told us he’s just a rogue cultivator?”

He Bo thought to himself, While traveling through the Jianghu, you’ll face a lot of lies.
You’ll die sooner than you’ll know which part of his words were the truth.

However, his shizhi was ambitious and proud, and He Bo did not enjoy preaching.
A graceful hand appeared out of the window of the second carriage.

“Daoyou, are they also going to Hongluo Town?”

Together with the voice, a pretty face appeared from the carriage.

Obviously, Sun Wuxia had a good opinion of the young woman.
When he turned to her, his expression was way less irritated.

He Bo seemed a lot more polite too.

“There’s only Hongluo up ahead.
They must be in a hurry to find a guest house to stay for tonight.”

The young woman nodded her head and disappeared inside the carriage once again.

Sun Wuxia hurriedly called her: “Daoyou Chi!”

Yet the young woman refused to show her face again and only asked, pulling away the curtain: “What else, daoyou Sun?”

Sun Wuxia mumbled: “Nothing.”

Their carriages set out as well.
The two of them were riding horses at the head of the procession.
He Bo reminded his shizhi in a whisper: “Don’t provoke her.”

Sun Wuxia disagreed: “She’s a gentle and graceful young woman, and any man would be honored to be with her.
My father is a cousin of the carriage owner, Princess Changning, and the princess favors the lady.
Since my status matches her, and we’re soulmates, aren’t we fated?”

He Bo saw that he would not be able to dissuade Sun Wuxia, so he stopped worrying about him.

These were all minor trifles.
He was still pondering the skills of the two men from before.

How could a rogue cultivator have such an unbridled cultivation base and energy?

Let alone this man with half-grey hair, why had he never heard of that Yun Weisi?

Unless that was a fake name.

But if Yun Weisi’s strength was superior to his, why would he bother to lie?

The Jianghu was vast, and there were as many opponents as there were trees in the forests—but when did this Yun Weisi appear?

If he was also heading to the Qianlin Assembly, He Bo’s shizhi, Sun Wuxia, would have a hard time this year.