Nightfall

The Source of Calmness

Ye Hongyu stood on the plains and looked at the figure under the shelter. After a long silent moment, a series of complicated emotions appeared in her eyes. Then, she turned around and walked back to her divine chariot.

The cavalry returned to camp as the sun set, and the sound of the zither and flute in the Verdant Canyon gradually died away.

Beigong Weiyang and Ximen Buhuo had stopped playing, but they were still immersed in the exciting atmosphere, pleasure and exhaustion until they received a heavy clap.

Fourth Brother glanced at Wang Chi, signaling him to prepare himself. Then, he reached out and clapped Beigong and Ximen heavily on their backs.

Beigong and Ximen felt a sharp pain and a shock on their chests. There was a puff, and they vomited blood. They still had not fully regained consciousness and had not even had the time to react in anger before their Senior Brother’s clapping and before Wang Chi stuffed two pills into their mouths.

The medication spread through their chests slowly, eliminating the tense and wild sensation inside. The two felt better and only realized then why their Senior Brother had hit them.

“You guys won’t last if you go all out like that.”

Fourth Brother said, “Rest well tonight.”

Beigong Weiyang answered, “Thank you for your help, Senior Brother.”

Fourth Brother replied, “That clap of mine was not critical. Eleven’s medication is the true treasure here.”

Wang Chi loved thinking, plants, and healing people since he was a child. While he did not dare to say that his medical skills were unparalleled in the world, the medicine he developed was definitely the most precious and rarest in the world.

He shook his head in embarrassment as he listened to the praise from his Senior Brother.

Then, Second Brother entered the shelter.

Everyone rushed forward to help Sixth Brother remove Second Brother’s heavy armor.

They all thought of Ye Hongyu’s invitation to battle and their Senior Brother’s bland reply that she was no match for him. Ye Hongyu had backed off just like that, and they could not help but be in awe at their Senior Brother’s chicness.

Second Brother said calmly, “That girl is powerful and it’d take up some energy to beat her. If we can just speak and not fight, then that’d be the best choice.”

Everyone was speechless when they understood then that while Senior Brother had seemed to have turned around uncaringly, he had been thinking these thoughts.

Seventh Sister thought wryly that her Senior Brother was not as stupid as he seemed.

The pills dispersed rapidly in his body. Beigong Weiyang felt that his energy and Psyche Power had recovered a lot. His lofty ambitions revived, he said, “Have a good night’s rest and fight with them again tomorrow.”

Ximen Buhuo’s excitement from the earlier battle had yet to wane and he said, “That’s right.”

All was silent in the hall and nobody answered him.

Beigong Weiyang looked gaunt and haggard; plus, his fingers were all injured. Ximen Buhuo danced in front of him, waving his hands around while still retaining his flute-playing posture. He looked as if he was waving chicken claws around and looked both pitiful and funny.

Everyone could see that if they battled again with their lives on the line, they might really die.

“You both have worked hard today. Let me do it tomorrow.”