ushernet Chapter 225 Xiao Chong Reunited
Chapter 225 Xiao Chong Reunited
Chapter 225 Xiao Chong Reunited
White Sand City, night, a sky full of stars.
In the stillness of the night, in a quiet room of the nameless temple, a young man of about twenty years old was meditating cross-legged.
The young man had a pair of thick eyebrows that looked like two brooms across his forehead.
The night was cool and still, and beams of light occasionally shone down from the sky, passing through the rooftops without hindrance and entering the young man's seated body.
The radiance grew stronger and stronger, gradually enveloping the young man as if draping him in a silver veil.
The young man remained motionless, his expression serene, like a sacred sculpture surrounded by the radiance.
As dawn broke, the stars in the sky gradually disappeared, and their brilliance grew dimmer.
As the last glimmer of starlight faded on the horizon and the morning light streamed through the window, gently falling upon the young man, he slowly opened his eyes, exhaling a white puff of air.
This young man was Xiao Chong, the master of the Nameless Dojo, who went into seclusion in Baisha City three years ago after the Battle of Lianxin City.
Xiao Chong was no longer the naive young boy he once was. The years had left their mark on his face, making him appear more mature, shrewd, and capable than before.
Three years have passed since the fall of Lianxin City, but the fierce battle beneath the city walls that day remains vividly etched in his mind.
He could never forget the heroic scene when the city lord, Sheng Chunshui, was willing to self-destruct to perish with the enemy when the city fell, nor could he forget the Master Xu Mingyang who bravely faced danger at the critical moment of life and death, throwing himself into the city's protective formation and sacrificing himself to save the people in the city.
"Live well!"
Master Xu's words before his death still echoed in my ears, but he was no longer there.
"Master, go in peace. Your disciple swears that I will eradicate the Martial Elders' Association in my lifetime!"
Xiao Chong muttered to himself, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.
"Young Master, come out for breakfast."
Just as Xiao Chong was in a daze, a girl's voice came from the outer hall.
Hearing the shout, Xiao Chong got up and walked to the outer hall.
A large wooden table in the outer hall was laden with food, and a slender young girl stood beside it; it was Qingmeng.
"Why are you eating this stuff again?"
Upon seeing the food on the table, Xiao Chong groaned weakly, covered his face with his hands, and buried his head in his palms in pain.
It has to be said that although Qinghai and Inner Mongolia have become much wealthier, they are still so uncreative after being used to hard times.
There were three iron basins on the table, each as large as a bushel. One basin contained thin porridge, one contained steamed buns, and the other contained eggs; this was breakfast for the five people, as always.
This is a good life we only started living after we had accumulated wealth. In the past, given the nature of the people of Qingmeng, each person would have been lucky to have an egg. Now, things have changed a lot, and we can have enough to eat.
"Is the young master finding it too bland? Then starting tomorrow, we'll add a pig's head every morning." Seeing Xiao Chong's pained expression, Qing Meng gritted her teeth and said cruelly.
In her pure and simple worldview, the most luxurious life would be being able to eat a fat, greasy pig's head every day.
"Are you sure you can eat a pig's head this early in the morning? Won't you die from it?" Upon hearing this, Xiao Chong's fingers trembled, and he almost gouged out his own eyeballs.
"Eating pig's head for breakfast is already extravagant enough, what else do you want to eat?"
Qingmeng clearly could not accept his young master's wasteful behavior of not even wanting to eat a pig's head.
Fortunately, there were other people in the dojo who shared her views.
"Are we getting pig's head today? Where? I'm going crazy if I have to eat steamed buns every morning!"
The fat man roared as he rushed out of another room, plopped down on the table, and nearly dropped his eyes into the iron basin.
But after searching for a long time, he couldn't find a single piece of meat on the table, which made him very frustrated.
"Weren't we supposed to be eating pig's head today? Why haven't I seen a single hair? Did you two already devour it?"
The fat man stared wide-eyed at Xiao Chong and Qing Meng with a suspicious and unfriendly look.
"I was talking about tomorrow, that's all for today!" Qingmeng asked irritably. "So you're not going to eat anything?"
"Eat! Eat!"
After a brief eye contact with Qingmeng, the fat man finally gave in, burying his head in the pile of steamed buns and daring not to look up again.
Offending Qinghai and Inner Mongolia is no laughing matter.
Now, all five of them have made varying degrees of improvement in their martial arts skills.
Xiao Chong has successfully entered the Grandmaster realm, and the other four, under the stimulation of the pills, have also advanced to the Grandmaster realm.
However, not all grandmasters are the same. Qingmeng had been practicing martial arts for the shortest time, yet she surpassed others. Because of her innate superhuman strength, apart from Long Wu being able to contend with her using movement techniques, Fatty and Yin Feng were no match for Qingmeng at all.
On several occasions, Fatty and Yin Feng raised different opinions with Qing Meng regarding the food, which angered Qing Meng, who then beat them up.
If Xiao Chong hadn't intervened at the last moment, Fatty and Yin Feng might never have had to eat pig's head again, because they would have been beaten into pig's heads by Qing Meng.
"Young Master Chong, having eggs every morning is like living the life of a god. What more could you want?"
The fat man swallowed a steamed bun in a few bites, then stuffed the peeled eggs into his mouth one after another, and questioned Xiao Chong in a slurred and unclear way.
When it comes to food, he would rather betray Xiao Chong than dare to utter a single word against Qing Meng.
"Yeah, Fatty is right. One shouldn't be too greedy. Eating eggs is just fine."
Long Wu and Yin Feng appeared at the wooden table at some point, joining forces with the fat man. Neither of them dared to raise any objections to Qing Meng.
"Then let's eat quickly, we still need to cultivate after we've eaten!"
Xiao Chong sat down at the table, drinking porridge and chewing on a steamed bun, never mentioning the pig's head again.
For a moment, the atmosphere at the dinner table was harmonious and pleasant.
Not long after finishing their meal, the group got up and went to the courtyard to bask in the sun before beginning their cultivation, while Qingmeng stayed inside to clean up the dishes.
"Here, these are snacks for after dinner today."
Xiao Chong casually tossed a few pills to the fat man and the others, and then stuffed a handful into his own mouth.
These pills were recently refined. After three years of continuous exploration, Xiao Chong has finally made great progress in refining pills.
The efficacy is secondary; the main improvement is in the taste, which has become increasingly remarkable. Given that the pills he had previously refined tasted rather unpleasant, Xiao Chong had devoted considerable effort to this aspect in recent years.
"Delicious!"
The fat man and the others took the pills and put them into their mouths one by one, savoring them while praising them sincerely.
After having breakfast arranged by Qingmeng, being able to chew on a few pills was a truly precious treat.
As soon as the pill was swallowed, a cool sensation flowed down the throat into the abdomen, transforming into a warm current that flowed through the meridians, bringing an indescribable feeling of comfort throughout the body. Most importantly, it left a pleasant aftertaste, allowing one to completely forget the unpleasantness of breakfast.
Just as the group was squinting, immersed in the wonderful pleasure brought by the pills, the courtyard gate opened, and Su Yang rushed in.
"Master, gentlemen, I returned home last night, but received some bad news from my father, so I came here to inform you."
Su Yang said breathlessly as soon as he entered the gate.
"Su Yang, you're a martial artist now, can't you be a little more composed?" Long Wu casually tossed the last remaining pill to Su Yang and laughed, "What's the big deal? Speak slowly, don't act like you're being chased by a dog every day."
"That's how it is, ah..." As the only disciple of the Nameless Dojo, Su Yang naturally consumed a lot of various pills on a daily basis, so as soon as he received the pill that Long Wu threw over, he swallowed it without thinking.
But he had only spoken half a sentence when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, so painful that cold sweat poured down his forehead, his tongue rolled around in his mouth, and he couldn't say anything more.
Xiao Chong was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to help Su Yang up, making him sit cross-legged on the ground. He then placed his hand on Su Yang's back and transferred a gentle stream of Yuan energy to him.
"Oh..." After a long while, Su Yang exhaled a long breath, his expression returned to normal, and he became energetic again.
Xiao Chong finally felt relieved and scolded Long Wu, "You murderous bastard, are you trying to kill him? He's only a martial arts master, how dare you let him take our pills indiscriminately?"
Seeing that he had almost caused trouble, Long Wu could only laugh awkwardly and say, "I meant well, but who knew he was so weak..."
Xiao Chong glared at Long Wu and said, "Still dare to argue?"
"I wouldn't dare." The Dragon King quickly shrank his neck and flattered him, "Besides, with you here, boss, everything is under control."
"What a heartless bastard!"
Xiao Chong laughed and cursed, no longer arguing with Long Wu, and instead warned Su Yang: "Remember in the future, never eat anything of unknown origin, especially anything from your fifth master... well, it's best not to eat anything from any of your masters other than what I give you!"
"I understand, thank you for your concern, Master," Su Yang replied, rising to his feet.
"You just said there was bad news, what happened?" Xiao Chong asked.
Su Yang replied, "My father received news yesterday that the Martial Elders Association is going to purge the forces in Baisha City and open the largest martial arts dojo, while all other dojos will be forcibly shut down."
"Is that so?" Xiao Chong frowned in confusion, looking at the fat man and the others, and asked, "What do you think?"
The fat man and Yin Feng exchanged a glance and shook their heads, expressing their confusion. Only Long Wu laughed nonchalantly, "What's so great about the Martial Arts Association? Do they think they can just cancel it like that? It depends on whether I, Fifth Master, am in a good mood!"
"That's right, we run our own dojo, not to be manipulated by others!" Qingmeng finished clearing away the dishes and came out of the house, saying domineeringly, "If they don't come looking for trouble, fine, but if they dare to cause any trouble, we'll make sure they come in sideways and leave lying down!"
"That's right, you come in sideways and leave lying down!"
"Yes, let them come but not leave!"
Seeing that Qing Meng, who was in charge of the food, had spoken, the fat man and Yin Feng quickly echoed him.
Just then, someone outside the courtyard gate shouted in a shrill voice, "Really? I'd like to see who dares to spout such nonsense in this tiny temple, aren't they afraid of biting off more than they can chew!"