Chapter 11 (1/2)

Chapter 11: Brothers through thick and thin

(TN: The t.i.tle is 你够兄弟，我讲义气 – meaning if you treat me like a brother, I will reciprocate.)

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After returning to the Heavenly Sword Sect, Yi Xichen and Zhangsun Zijun went to find Yao Budu.

Yao Budu made a hammock out of vines in his refining hall. Normally, when there isn't much to be done, he would doze off on it. As a gentle breeze blew by, the hammock would sway back and forth. The pill refining cauldron is placed next to the hammock so that when the scent of medicine would wake him up from his dreams, a new batch of pills would have also been finished.

Yao Budu stretched comfortably and opened his eyes just in time to see Zhangsun Zijun and YiXichen walk in.

”You came at the right time.” Yao Budu came down from his hammock and scooped a couple of pills out of the cauldron, ”Zijun, have you been better recently? This master of yours refined some new medicine that can energize the mind and body.”

Zhangsun Zijun's expression went stiff. Is it too late now to turn around and pretend that he has never walked in?

”Come here.” Yao Budu waved his hand.

Zhangsun Zijun can only obediently walk over, ”Master, I've already recovered from my illness. There's no need for more medicine.”

”Really?” Yao Budu turned his look of interrogation towards Yi Xichen.

”Master, don't listen to his lies.” Yi Xichen squatted down next to Yao Budu with a dog-like posture and stuck his furry head over, indistinguishable from a domesticated puppy, ”Zijun has been saying nonsense every day. You have to increase the amount of medicine.”

If killing intent can materialize, Yi Xichen would have already been ground to sand by Zhangsun Zijun's gaze.

Yi Xichen fearlessly glared back at him. Ever since he was young, it had always been him that angers others into spitting out blood. But ever since Zhangsun Zijun was affected by the magical illusions, he can anger Yi Xichen to cough up blood at least 3 times a day! If he doesn't get revenge for this then he isn't a man!

Yao Budu couldn't help reaching out a hand to rub Yi Xichen's head and then immediately turned to give Zhangsun Zijun's head a pat. ”Don't hesitate to seek medical attention! Xichen, you have to watch him take his medicine every day and come tell me only when he has completely recovered.”

”You don't have to worry, Master!”

However, Yi Xichen didn't manage to remain smug for long before reality struck again.

Yao Budu took out another bag of pills and tossed it over to Yi Xichen, ”This is your medicine. This Master thinks that cultivation is taking a toll on your body. Recently, your face has become pale so take these to supplement your energy.”

Yi Xichen's smile also stiffened.

Zhangsun Zijun silently accepted the medicine bag, ”Master, you don't have to worry.”

Yi Xichen, ”……”

To prevent Yao Budu from taking out more medicinal pills, Yi Xichen quickly bought out the spoils that he got today, ”Master, is it possible for you to fix this?”

Yao Budu looked at the shattered firestone in his disciple's hand, a little astonished, ”Firestone? Where did you get this?”

”This disciple got it by maintaining peace and justice.”

”You stinky brat, could you have gotten it through tricks and deception1!” Yao Budu picked up the firestone, looked over it meticulously and said, ”Fixing it shouldn't take too much effort. It's just the right thing to make it into a spiritual object.”

Medicinal cultivation is not like sword cultivation in that it doesn't follow a bitter training path. After all, many medicinal cultivators master the art of intuition. Yao Budu is one of those masters.

Yi Xichen became anxious, ”Master, I was planning to take this firestone to make a betting table to earn money in the market.”

”You're a sword cultivator so stop distracting yourself with those stray paths!” Yao Budu glared and unceremoniously confiscated the firestone, ”Let your Master make a useful spiritual item and gift it to you.”

Yi Xichen wanted to say something more, but seeing that Yao Budu had fire in his eyes, he could only swallow his words. When one is cultivating, especially those with high reputation, most of the time, they have very little emotional fluctuations. However, Yao Budu was someone with an aggressive temperament, glaring and huffing as soon as he is provoked. At the Heavenly Sword Sect, he is an elder with the lowest standing, but there isn't a single disciple that isn't scared of his explosive temper.

Except that Yi Xichen and Zhangsun Zijun knew that their Master is the kindest person in the whole world.

Since the medicinal pills were distributed and the firestone was taken away, Yao Budu shooed his two lovable disciples out, telling them to scram and not disturb his peace and quiet.

”Yi Xichen.”

Yi Xichen was walking towards the exit when he heard his Master call his name and suddenly came to a stop. Yao Budu scarcely calls his name so seriously. But as long as he does, it means that he has done something again to make Yao Budu very angry. Everything was fine just moments ago. What happened?

”Out of all of my disciples, you are the one that goofs around the most.” Yao Budu frowned, his tone was inexplicably agitated, ”This time, it is also your fault that Zijun's body was invaded by the miasma.”

Zhangsun Zijun wanted to speak up for Yi Xichen, but a single glare from Yao Budu was enough to make him shut his mouth obediently.

”The other elders from the various halls have come to me many times asking me to drop you as a disciple, but I've always stopped them. Not to mention, you've done many things that harm both yourself and others, but you don't seem to learn from your mistakes. Your Master has told you many times, the places that you aren't supposed to go, don't go there: the things that you aren't supposed to do, don't do it: the people that you aren't supposed to provoke, don't provoke them. Just cultivate obediently then you can go down the mountain to get some practical training after this year. If I find out that you've stirred up more trouble again……”

”Kacha.” Yao Budu shattered the medicinal vial held tightly in his hand.

Yi Xichen instinctively ducked down his head.

”Scram!” Yao Budu waved his hands before closing his eyes and continuing his rest.

This time, the cause behind Yao Budu's tirade was mysterious. Yi Xichen and Zhangsun Zijun looked at one another, unsure of what to do following the outburst, and left sullenly.

Outside of the refining hall, Yi Xichen was confused the whole way back.

”Zijun, what do you think is the meaning behind Master's words just now?” Yi Xichen raised his hands to his chin, ”Is he blaming me for dragging you to the Miasma forest? And causing you to be influenced by the miasma?”

”That wasn't your fault.”

Yi Xichen wrinkled his nose, bitterness rising in his heart, ”Master is biased. Ever since we were young, he has always given the good stuff to you. And even when we work together to do something bad, it doesn't matter whether or not it's my fault, it's always my fault.”

”Hmph.” Zhangsun Zijun held his nose, wanting to stop himself from 'hmphing,' ”He definitely didn't give me to you. Hmph.”