Chapter 1309

Reunion of old friends

Chapter 1309 Reunion of old friends

Wu Yi wanted to go see Lin Fan as soon as she heard about the accident.

However, for safety reasons, Changtianmen sealed off the entire Waike Peak at that time.

Not everyone is allowed to enter the elders' ranks, let alone a junior disciple like Wu Yi who has just joined the sect and is on whom high hopes are placed.

She learned from Yi Feng that Du Xingyu was seriously injured. Although she knew Lin Fan was powerful, she couldn't help but worry, but without any specific information, she was extremely anxious.

Not long after, Le Zhengyuanqing and Antonio arrived.

Wu Yi's heart was like the fire in Guan Ying's stove, rising and falling, never able to settle down.

Guan Ying, on the other hand, seemed to care about nothing at all, swinging the iron hammer in her hand and smashing it against the reddish-brown blank on the iron felt.

"How can you be so calm?" Wu Yi asked, puzzled.

She didn't believe that Guan Ying was completely unaffected by Lin Fan's serious injuries.

"So what?" Guan Ying finally stopped, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and frowned as she looked at Wu Yi. "Wandering around like you, delaying her cultivation, how is that helpful to her now?"

Guan Ying's words struck a nerve with Wu Yi, bringing her back to her senses.

Yes, her emotions were useless to Lin Fan. Only help from someone with the strength of his senior brother would truly be of practical use.

When Guan Ying saw Wu Yi's frozen expression, she thought that her impoliteness had hurt her.

She's used to being straightforward in the military. She usually tries to be more restrained, giving herself time to think before interacting with others, and speaking and acting more gently.

However, Lin Fan's emotions were also in turmoil at the time of his injury. The only difference was that, unlike Wu Yi, she chose to continue cultivating to calm her chaotic emotions.

She knew Wu Yi was originally a nurse with a gentle and likable personality. It was normal for her to panic in this situation. She herself hadn't been able to control her emotions either. What right did she have to judge others?

Guan Ying sighed softly, put down the hammer, and prepared to apologize. Just then, Wu Yi suddenly stood up and said firmly.

“You’re right. The Sorrowful Spring and Autumn Annals won’t help Lin Fan at all. Only by becoming stronger can I help her when she needs it. With Senior Brother here, there shouldn’t be anything to worry about. I’m going back to cultivate!”

Guan Ying was momentarily stunned, and Wu Yi ran off in a flash.

From then on, neither the overwhelming rumors about Lin Fan nor the news of Lin Fan returning to Yinyuewu could stop Wu Yi from stepping out of her cave.

Guan Ying had been holding a grudge about the apology she hadn't given last time, and was also afraid that her casual remark might cause Wu Yi to overreact. Finally, after her weapon-forging progress came to a standstill, she took the initiative to go to Baiyu Peak to apologize.

Wu Yi didn't take that matter to heart at all, and even thanked Guan Ying for her encouragement, which helped her calm down and make rapid progress in her cultivation. In less than two months, she reached the critical point of advanced Qi Refining.

If she continues at this pace, she will be able to break through the Qi Refining stage and enter the Foundation Establishment stage within a year.

This speed is extremely fast in the entire cultivation world.

Of course, he can't be compared to Lin Fan.

The two chatted openly for a while. Knowing that Lin Fan had returned to Yinyuewu and that Antonio was also there, Wu Yi gladly accepted Guan Ying's invitation to visit him.

Having survived a great calamity, I was reunited with my old friends.

With Antonio creating the right atmosphere, the initial awkwardness and distance quickly disappeared after a few drinks.

After Wu Yi and Guan Ying found out about Lin Fan's physical condition, they finally felt at ease.

With more leisure time, they began to pay attention to other things, such as the situation they saw when they first came in.

“…That’s all there is to it,” Antonio, naturally acting as the spokesperson, said, leaving Wu and Guan to judge, “Do you think we are innocent?”

“That’s how people are here. Those in power can easily decide the life and death of those in power. The fear generated by that kind of intimidation is something we couldn’t have imagined before,” Wu Yixian said with a smile, trying to reassure Antonio. They grew up in H country, where freedom and democracy were taught from a young age. Apart from kneeling to their elders, ancestors, and the faith in their ancestral halls, their knees rarely bent.

As for Antonio, his upbringing and environment constantly promote freedom. Kneeling? He's the one who makes people kneel.

It's actually quite difficult for people like them to empathize with the class rules of the world. They understand, but they can't truly empathize.

Mainly because they entered Changtianmen not long after they arrived, and this sect is known for its casual style with few formal rules. In addition, they were direct disciples of the inner sect, so they didn't really have much empathy or perspective.

Wu Yi looked at Lin Fan: "The dormitory manager seemed really angry just now. Will A-Yu be alright?"

Having lived in Yinyuewu for so long, this was the first time she had ever seen Su Ze change his expression.

"It's nothing," Lin Fan shook his head, but didn't elaborate. "That kid A Yu really needs a talking-to. Su Ze knows what he's doing."

Having cunning isn't a bad thing, but using it on someone like her is unpleasant.

"That's good." Wu Yi didn't ask any more questions after getting the answer, and turned to Antonio with a smile: "Anyone would be startled by your question, let alone A Yu, who is known for being timid."

“In the world of Perlom, whether you’re a cultivator or an ordinary person, class consciousness is ingrained in your bones from birth. You’re saying that ordinary people have a sense of antagonism towards cultivators? Not only would ordinary people find that unbelievable, but cultivators wouldn’t believe it either. What results can you get from asking them? It’s all a waste of time.” Wu Yi spread his hands.

“What you said makes sense.” Antonio grinned at Wu Yi, “But if everything were to follow that so-called class consciousness that’s ingrained in our bones, then who orchestrated this whole mess? Even a dog could see that the entire cultivation world has been shaken as a result. Of course, there haven’t been any actual losses yet, but the prevailing sentiment in the secular world is no longer as unified as it used to be.”

Amidst the chaotic information, a subtle sense of resistance lingers in the mundane world's discussions about the cultivation world.

The blind worship and obedience of the past have suddenly been mixed with impure colors, making them seem absurd and unbelievable.

“From the perspective of those who have vested interests, the secular world is indeed the most likely candidate.” Wu Yi rested his chin on his hands, elbows propped on the table. “After all, if the cultivation world collapses, would it…would it benefit them?”

She tilted her head and subconsciously turned to Guan Ying next to her.

Guan Ying didn't talk much, but she was more likely to speak than Lin Fan.

Guan Ying thought for a moment: "Remove the oppressive mountain from above? But does the cultivation world exert that kind of oppression on the mortal world?"

She looked at Lin Fan: "We haven't left the sect yet, but from what I saw before entering the sect, although the cultivation world is superior to the mortal world, it doesn't seem to have that obvious oppressive feeling. Did you feel that way when you went out to train?"

Lin Fan thought about it carefully and shook his head: "It doesn't seem that obvious. The two realms are still quite distinct in some aspects. In the mortal world, I have seen ordinary people indeed respect cultivators, but as for cultivators oppressing ordinary people... I have never seen it."

“But class oppression itself exists,” Wu Yi continued. “Even if cultivators do nothing, in the minds of ordinary people, their very existence is a form of intimidation and oppression, isn’t it? That’s why their bodies automatically obey and yield?”

"Like how we are to that A-Yu?" Antonio scoffed. "Why should someone with high ability feel sorry for someone with low ability just because they're so great?"

"That's not what I meant," Wu Yi quickly waved her hand. "What I meant was that in this cycle, the culprit is still ordinary people, which is still unbelievable. Putting aside their abilities, their mindset is very difficult to change. Isn't there any other possibility?"

"If we exclude the mortal world, then that leaves only the cultivation world, right?" Antonio said, speechless. "Could it be that a madman has appeared in the cultivation world and wants to destroy himself... Wait a minute!"

He suddenly sat up straight and looked at Lin Fan: "There really might be such a person. He has the motive to overthrow the cultivation world, and he also has the ability."

Lin Fan looked up and exchanged glances with the others, who then spoke at the same time.

"Binze!"

I had fried shrimp today. I didn't have any seaweed soup for dinner.

Oh no! Will all our efforts be in vain?

After losing weight, I feel guilty even about eating anything. Is it because I'm letting myself down after all the effort I put in?
Mingming seemed to enjoy the meal.

Why do people have to be fat? Can't they just not be fat?
Shut up, shut up.