Chapter 120 - Hello, Senior Brother! (1/2)
Jing Yi watched the man walking by on the other side of the street. His long black hair danced in the wind and the sleeves and hem of his white robe swayed lightly with every step he took. There was a pleasant smile on his lips and the rest of his features was nice to look at, too. Jing Yi's eyes sparkled and without anyone noticing he ran onto the street, weaved through the throng of people and hurried after him.
The man had passed by the people who had gathered in front of the teahouse when suddenly someone tugged at his sleeve. He turned around but nobody could be seen. The man lifted his brows in surprise. Who would dare play such a trick on him?
He turned back but once again someone tugged at his sleeve. The man halted. Maybe he should just whirl around and throw a punch? But what if some playful lady stood behind him this time?
”Big brother!” Someone tugged at his sleeve again and this time a sweet voice followed after.
The man turned around and lowered his gaze. A young boy of not even ten years stood before him and watched him curiously. He must have been hidden by the masses before. ”Oh?” The man bent down and smiled. ”Now, who's this?”
”I'm Jing Yi!”
”Which Jing, which Yi?”
Jing Yi blinked, not comprehending what the man was talking about. The man just laughed and ruffled his hair.
”Never mind. Did you need my help?”
Jing Yi shook his head.
”No? But you were tugging at my sleeve, weren't you?”
”Mn.” Jing Yi nodded.
The man couldn't help but smile a little wider. He lifted his hands and pinched Jing Yi's cheeks. ”What a cute child you are! So, what was it you wanted from big brother?”
”Can I ask you something?”
”Sure, sure! Go ahead!”
Jing Yi examined the handsome face in front of him again and then looked at the white robe with the long, flowing sleeves and the hem hovering half an inch over the ground. Finally, he looked up at the man's eyes again. ”Big brother, are you a hero?”
The man laughed. ”A hero? Mn, that might depend on what a hero is.”
Jing Yi looked at him and his white robe thoughtfully. ”Uncle Shao said all cultivators are heroes.”
”Oh? Then I'm definitely a hero! See here?” He pointed at the pattern embroidered at the hem of his sleeve. ”All of the disciples from our sect wear such a robe. Have you heard of it? It's the Yun Zou sect.”
Jing Yi shook his head and grabbed onto the man's sleeve to examine the pattern. It looked like … a row of blue clouds? Jing Yi directed a puzzled gaze at the man's face.
”What is it?”
”Why are there clouds on your robe?”
The man squatted down in front of him and pointed up at the sky. ”It's because if you are cultivating in our sect you'll someday be strong enough to walk on the clouds in the sky and maybe you'll even manage to ascend to heaven.”
Jing Yi's eyes started sparkling again. Walking on clouds? Ascending to heaven? That sounded like something a hero would do! ”Then, can I become a hero, too?”
The man laughed and ruffled his hair again. ”You mean you want to enter the sect and become a cultivator? Sure, why not! In fact, you're really lucky. I and some junior martial brothers and sisters came to the capital this time to search for new recruits. You just have to take the test on the market square. If you're suitable you can follow us to the sect right after and start your journey to become a cultivator!”
Jing Yi gripped the man's hand. ”Then let's go!”
”Haha, alright!” The man stood up and led the way to the marketplace.
Indeed, quite a few men and women dressed in the same sort of robe stood there already. They turned around when the man whose hand Jing Yi was holding approached. ”Senior martial brother!”, all of them greeted and the man smiled.