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Chapter 89 - I Am Afraid

“I know what I'm going to do!”

With gratitude, Luo Shun clasped Guo Fan's hand and expressed, “I truly appreciate your help. I now understand what needs to be done. It seems that solving these people's issues on the surface isn't the root cause; it's about eliminating the injustices that shackle and numb their hearts!”

“Wait, are you suggesting that you'll abandon the path of Immortality and adhere to a predefined script? Will you use your brush to save the Obsidian Tribespeople and awaken their dormant consciousness?” Thê source of this content n/o/v/(el)bi((n))

Guo Fan looked at him, a perplexed expression forming on his face. The issue was that Luo Shun seemed to get carried away so easily. Why wouldn't he release his hand? In spite of his discomfort, Guo Fan mustered an embarrassed and courteous smile. “Venerable Cui, your intentions are noble, but I still intend to head to the Secret Jewel Inn... My sister hasn't eaten yet.”

Gu Chao blinked and nodded in agreement.

Although he remained somewhat befuddled about why he was disguised as a girl and why Guo Fan had fled so abruptly, he sensed that his master was in grave danger, and thus, he reluctantly cooperated.

Luo Shun released Guo Fan's hand, a tinge of embarrassment coloring his expression. “I got carried away there, didn't I? By the way, I don't even know your name, despite this being our first meeting. It's quite unusual for me to express my thoughts in front of the young master of the Profound Yin Family. It's almost like I haven't changed at all.”

Indeed, I haven't changed at all... It's only been a few days since we met.

Sword practitioners often possessed keen intuition.

Guo Fan bowed respectfully and introduced himself, “I am Xia Shui, a humble cultivator without sect affiliation from the Veplon Country's southeastern region in the Middle Continent. I've heard that the Tide-watching Sword-listening Conference's Singing Sword Gathering has drawn young heroes from various cultivation sects across the Middle Continent, all here to broaden their horizons.”

Luo Shun nodded abruptly, wearing a smile as he placed a reassuring hand on Guo Fan's shoulder. He remarked, “The Singing Sword Gathering truly offers a fantastic chance for honing your skills. While securing a spot in the top ten of the fifth level of Foundation Establishment might be a tall order, ranking within the top fifty is more than commendable. There's even a chance to challenge someone among the top thirty. It wouldn't hurt to take your sister along for the experience. By the way, how old are you now?”

Guo Fan honestly divulged his age. “I'm nineteen years old.”

Luo Shun continued, “Nineteen years old, at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment. Perhaps it falls a bit short when compared to disciples from major sects, but as an unaffiliated cultivator, you've done remarkably well. With the right guidance from a sect, your potential could yield impressive accomplishments. As a sectless cultivator, I've squandered this talent.”

He regarded Guo Fan and inquired, “Although it may seem forward, young brother Xia Shui, have you ever considered joining the Honed Reaver Sword Sect? I can personally vouch that you'd receive the treatment befitting a true disciple.”

Although his appearance remained youthful, the Honed Reaver Sword Sect's senior disciple was well over two hundred years old. He spoke to Guo Fan with the tone of an elder.

Yet, in the realm of cultivators, this was still considered a relatively young age.

Guo Fan politely declined, stating, “I already have a master. It wouldn't be right to switch to another sect.”

Luo Shun nodded, expressing his surprise, “Is that a significant issue?”

“No, it's nothing.”

Guo Fan felt like he was about to develop internal injuries. He regarded Luo Shun with a glum countenance.

However, since Sun Fen hadn't sought him out, it likely stemmed from a dream bubble's influence. Sun Fen was probably the last person to employ peculiar enhancements on Guo Fan based on her instincts alone when searching for someone.

It was the most dangerous and safest.

Guo Fan chuckled and shook his head, “It's nothing. He was just caught off guard. Who would've expected Cui Zhenren to be like this? I couldn't discern it from the rumors of the past... Oh, speaking of Luo Shun... brother, you asked why he chose to live here.”

Luo Shun explained, “I want to start at the bottom rung of cultivators. I aim to begin with the Tide-watching Sword-listening Conference, reside in an ordinary place, and partake in simple fare. Only by truly experiencing the reality can I understand how to assist them.”

Guo Fan found this revelation quite startling, realizing he genuinely wanted to pursue a similar path.

Curious, Luo Shun inquired, “Young brother Xia Shui, why do you look at me like that?”

Guo Fan replied, “I'm concerned you might abandon the Immortal Congregation Rune.”

Luo Shun chuckled, saying, “You do have a knack for jesting. The path of literature represents the wisdom of sages. A humble sword cultivator like me can't reach such heights. Though I aspire to follow it, I've already reached the final stage.”

It wasn't a matter of willingness but capability...

Guo Fan didn't have a rebuttal for that. He pulled out a map and continued, “In that case, I'll take you with me. Secret Jewel Inn is located to the west of the city. You should follow this route.”

He felt it necessary to have this shield accompany him. When the opportunity arose, he could arrange things a few more times.

......

A quarter of an hour later.

Guo Fan pulled Gu Chao, put on the hammer, and brought Luo Shun into the Secret Jewel Inn's shop.

The Lady Boss reclined against the counter with a flirtatious expression. The waitstaff bustled around, serving patrons in Zhang Luo's restaurant. A sizable contingent of cultivators mingled with various characters in the first-floor lobby, creating a quintessential Xianxia RPG quest hub.