Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 1015 - 519: Team Up (Part 2)

Fortunately, there was still soup in the pot, so Chen Xuantian filled a bowl of fish soup and handed it to the silent Yang Yunzhao.

"Brother Yang, since that blind guy suggested I make friends with you, I’ll treat you like a friend and speak honestly.

Don’t take yourself too seriously. Your skills now, in front of others, are just nothing. At most, they’re like a loud fart.

Once it goes ’boom’, it’s gone.

So take my advice, stop thinking about all that nonsense. Nowadays, the Heavenly Dao’s version is the strong preying on the weak. Just stick with me honestly, I’ll lift you up; together we’ll fight monsters and get strong, we’ll practice hard and go out mighty, invincible across the land.

Then you can be a chivalrous hero if you want, uphold justice if you wish, even change the Heavenly Dao version to rule by law and no one will bother you. Wouldn’t it be wonderful?"

Chan Zi squinted and chimed in,

"Relying on drinking your bone soup?"

Chen Xuantian corrected him,

"It’s not my bone soup, it’s your bone soup. But that’s not enough, I can add some dried fish for you guys."

Yang Yunzhao had self-awareness, experiencing the first major setback in his life, he realized he was just nothing, and his mood was visibly low, not even wanting a sip of soup.

Chen Xuantian couldn’t be bothered anymore, he’d wasted so much effort just to keep this guy alive. After all, young people can be a bit impulsive, passionate, idealistic, naive, stupid, and nobody would stoop to their level.

But Chen Xuantian was already a rotten adult; even a Left Dao small fish reaching Divinity Transformation is still Divinity Transformation. He definitely couldn’t be like Tie Dan last time, bringing a Foundation Establishment Team to open Divinity Transformation and send them all to their deaths.

Chan Zi became curious about the newbie, gave him a glance, and asked,

"Hey, why do you insist on being a constable?"

Yang Yunzhao answered slowly,

"When I was young, I met a constable..." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Chen Xuantian interrupted again, "Six years old again?"

Yang Yunzhao ignored him,

"He came to capture fugitives; a gang of bandits fled into the Luofeng Mountain. He came to borrow soldiers from the Ghost Guard to suppress the bandits. But my family has been guarding the Ghost Gate for generations, and without the Tiger Talisman, they couldn’t leave the mountain.

However, I was young then, hadn’t registered in the military, and knew the terrain well. So I volunteered to lead him up the mountain to hunt down the criminals..."

Chan Zi sneered,

"Ha! What kind of bandits! I think they were forced by the officials! You’re toiling away as the official’s henchman!"

Yang Yunzhao gave him a look,

"That’s not true. They were child traffickers, specifically abducting talented immortal boys and girls, even took my sister. But my father wouldn’t allow my brothers to leave their posts, you could say he was helping me."

Chan Zi snorted.

"Hmm."

Yang Yunzhao wasn’t bothered, and said calmly,

"Actually, the constable could’ve turned a blind eye; there are so many Immortal Thieves on the Heaven and Earth List, he didn’t have to chase just one group.

But when I begged him for help, he followed me over mountains and ridges, chased them back.

Later, he perished alongside those thieves, saving my sister and me..."

Yang Yunzhao was silent for a moment,

"Back then, even my father refused to act, yet a stranger went all out to help me, which shocked me. I thought, practicing martial arts every day in the mountains, if I can’t even save my own family, what’s the point?

So I felt Six Gates was the Righteous Path of the world, rashly left home with his ashes and joined up. But after working for a while, I realized the current regime is corrupt, those in power are ignorant, and people are struggling to survive. Good people like him are nearly extinct.

I know I don’t have great ability, can’t save everyone, thought of leaving several times, but every time I remember him saying the people are suffering; if we constables don’t seek justice for them, who would...

So I don’t aim to uphold justice, just strive to do my job well; even if it’s not grand, at least like him, die an honorable death, and be at peace."

Chan Zi snorted, "Hm..."

Chen Xuantian clapped approvingly and raised the fish soup,

"Well said, Brother Yang has ambition, heroes have always been young, with your unyielding will, what can’t be achieved? I’ll give you another bowl!"

He forcibly filled Yang Yunzhao’s bowl and knocked him out with an acupuncture point, then looked at Chan Zi and gave a nod.

"How’s that?"

Chan Zi grumbled,

"Hmph! How silly! Why bother with him! A guy with a brain like his, kicked by a donkey, is bound to float at the river’s edge sooner or later!"

Chen Xuantian laughed,

"Don’t worry, if he floats on the river, I can fish him out. Just ask if you’re willing to share a sip of soup with him."

Chan Zi rolled his eyes,

"A sip of soup is nothing, but can you really help us succeed?"

Chen Xuantian shook his head with a bitter smile, took out a brush, dipped it in saliva, and started painting talismans and cursing on the unconscious Yang Yunzhao’s chest.

"Even if I wanted to ditch you guys and cut shortcuts myself, it’s impossible... But if you follow orders, I’ll guarantee to send you to the Nascent Soul stage alright."

Chan Zi hesitated for a moment,

"Fatso, can we... bring a few more brothers along?"

Chen Xuantian didn’t turn around,

"Wanting to bring your little buddies, huh. Sure, but I’ll be honest, they’re not like you guys, not tough enough, might not survive the deadly trials."

Chan Zi quickly responded,