邪神之道 B1

三小

"Hmm they call this thing a flintlock pistol. I was wondering how effective it would be but I didn't think it'd be this loud."

Smoke comes out of the flintlock pistol's barrel as Long Huangrong blows it away with her pert lips.

(This massive bitch!)

Ye Gui Feng inwardly curses as he stands behind Big Brother Deadman that he had instinctively pulled out of his storage bag at the last moment.

Even now Ye Gui Feng's heart is thumping loudly as a cold sweat rolls down the side of his head. It wasn't until he kept adjusting his breath that Ye Gui Feng calmed down.

(Still a gun? In this era? What the hell is going on?)

As far as Ye Gui Feng knows there shouldn't be guns in this world. But it could just be because he had never encountered them before until now.

"Well bad thing about this is just the fact that it's got only one shot before you need to reload. Though it won't go too well against someone at the Nascent Soul realm of cultivation this is never the less a very effective assassination weapon."

Long Huangrong strokes the barrel of the flintlock pistol while praising about its usefulness.

"You're quite quick on getting a shield out you Sān Xiǎo. (三小 Translation: Taiwanese slang, think of it as an insulting title. Read in reverse "Xiǎo Sān" means third mistress.)"

(Who's your San Xiao you massive bitch!? You may look pretty but just you wait! One of these days I'll be sure to slap your face in for this!)

Ye Gui Feng was completely enraged but didn't dare to curse out loud in fear of having another bullet coming his way later.

Peeking his face out from behind the back of Big Brother Deadman Ye Gui Feng forcefully smiles.

"Ehehe... Young mistress must be joking. That was merely luck on my part."

"Oh? It would be quite unfortunate then if you would have died."

The one that's most anxious in this situation right now is not Ye Gui Feng. It was Long Xing He. His heart was beating the loudest as his entire face is covered up in cold sweat.

It wouldn't have been just unfortunate if Ye Gui Feng had died. It would have been disastrous for the entire Burial Grounds Sect!

If Xie Mo Xin comes here to find out that his disciple had died then just a few slaps to the face won't even cut it. The entire sect would have been pulverized without leaving a single trace behind!

"Xiao Rong stop playing games. Even if you're my daughter I would still have to punish you for killing a fellow disciple of the sect."

Long Huangrong's blinks her golden eyes in shock as she looks back at her father.

"..."

Giving her father an unfamiliar look Long Huangrong is somewhat stunned. Was this really her father who had always spoiled her? The same father who would never dare to reprimand her for any mistakes?

If anything since when has killing a fellow disciple been a crime in this sect?

(Does this San Xiao have some kind of extraordinary background?)

Seeing as how the situation is clear Ye Gui Feng stores away Big Brother Deadman and stands closely behind Elder Shu.

"Hmph."

Averting her eyes Long Huangrong stores the flintlock pistol away.

"Hahaha... Thank you for your mercy miss."

Inwardly Ye Gui Feng continues to curse despite his bright smile.

(In fact thank your head, thank your family, thank your ancestors of the last 18 generations! Goddammit such a pretty face but this violent temper is just insane!)

After letting out most of his curses within his head Ye Gui Feng is still confused by the presence of a pistol in this world but he wouldn't have the chance to ask Long Huangrong in this situation so he can only do some digging of his own.

At any rate Ye Gui Feng didn't want to stay here for long and Elder Shu who had probably sensed this quickly bids farewell after a few exchanges.

Upon getting out of the sect master's pavilion Ye Gui Feng exhales heavily.

"Goddammit!"

Finally allowed to let loose all of his remaining fury Ye Gui Feng shouts out loud despite Elder Shu being by his side listening to all this.

"Alright, alright, calm down. No need to be this anger."

"How can I not be? You saw what nearly happened. I could have had a hole in me right now and it wouldn't have been pretty. I almost went to heaven to meet my master just now."

Elder Shu smiles wryly at this. If Ye Gui Feng had died then everyone in the Burial Grounds Sect would have to accompany him to heaven.

"Screw this I need some healing..."

Thinking about the chrysanthemum in his storage bag Ye Gui Feng quickly bids Elder Shu farewell and heads back to his cave.

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"Father what's his background?"

Seeing her father, Long Xing He not calming down in the slightest after that little incident Long Huangrong can't help but ask with a frown.

"Sometimes the less you know the better. In any case let's just say that you nearly... Brought ruin to our sect."

Long Huangrong's golden eyes open wide in shock as she didn't expect that her actions could actually cause such a disastrous event to occur.

Likewise Long Shuijing is just the same as both mother and daughter become more curious towards Ye Gui Feng's background.

"*Sigh* it's related to Heavenly Demon Sect."

Seeing the curious looks that the two are giving him Long Xing He finally relents and say a bit about it before getting up to go wash his sweaty face.

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"Arrgh that scared the hell out of me!"

Ye Gui Feng tosses himself onto his new bed that he had acquired from the sect after paying a few spirit stones.

From within his storage bag Ye Gui Feng takes out the Chrysanthemum of the Bloody Moon

"Ah Xiǎo Jú Hóng, ah Xiǎo Jú Hóng... (小菊红)"

Holding the red chrysanthemum Ye Gui Feng already feels healed.

Day after day Ye Gui Feng would always have the red chrysanthemum out when he sleeps. The sense of security that it brings to him is something that he cannot live without.

Having grown so reliant on it Ye Gui Feng had even given it a name.

"I can't believe that bitch is so violent despite having a pretty face. Pretty face... Maybe that's why she can get away with anything."

The more that Ye Gui Feng thought about Long Huangrong's attitude towards him the more that Ye Gui Feng hated her. It was especially bad when he thought about being called a San Xiao...

"Hmph this is a society where face is the selling point huh? Dammit why couldn't I be born more handsome in this world?"

Thinking about the rumors to his master's love life Ye Gui Feng frowns.

"Ah before he ascended to heaven master should have taught me some tricks to being a player."

Somewhere far, far away Xie Mo Xin sneezes once more before screaming out with immense bloodlust.