Chapter 209 Hes Not on His Own (2/2)

”You dare!” Zuoqiu Yang was livid. He transformed into a lightning bolt and lunged at Xia Chen. He circulated his True Energy in both arms, summoning the whizzing of a strong wind. The strength of his fists was like the violent waves of a raging sea as he attempted to punch Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen lifted the halberd to resist his punches. Unfortunately, his overexertion prevented him from stopping this fearsome attack and he was thrown backward. When it seemed like he couldn't gather his footing in the face of the strong wind, he suddenly felt a hand behind him lightly touching his shoulder. Instantly, he was able to stand firm. Then, a faint voice resounded from behind him. ”What makes you think that he's on his own?”

For a moment, Xiao Chen was spellbound by that familiar voice. He wondered if his ears were playing tricks on him. He turned his head and saw a man in a white-and-purple robe. The man had a purplish-golden gourd hanging from his waist. His eyes were red with fury. Who could it be if not a friend whom he hadn't met in a long time, Yi Tong?

Yi Tong was smiling as if he wasn't bothered about the spectacle before him. Chuckling, he said, ”Brother Xiao, it's been more than half a year since we last met. How have you been?”

Xiao Chen never imagined that Yi Tong would come here. The joy that he felt was indescribable. He shook his head with a wry smile. ”Do I look like I'm doing well to you?”

Yi Tong nodded with a smile before taking a few steps forward. In an emotionless voice, he asked Zuoqiu Yang, ”Were you the one who said 'the nail that sticks out too much is bound to be hammered down'?”

Zuoqiu Yang didn't seem to recognize the man speaking to him. He sneered and said, ”So what if I am? You're just another fool digging his own grave! We'll just get two corpses, that's all!”

”No, not two.”

Before his voice fell, everyone heard a faint voice coming from the horizon. ”One leaf blooms, while the other disintegrates into dust; one night blossoms, leaving no dust behind...”

The voice sounded closer before the first word was even spoken. Toward the end of the sentence, a dashing man gently landed on the ground under everyone's watchful eyes.

The man wore feathered clothing so clean that it was without a speck of dust and held a delicate carved feathered fan. The moment his feet touched the ground, the dust scattered on its own.

The onlooking cultivators outside became agitated. ”It's None-flower Dust! It's None-flower Dust!” Quite a few female disciples nearly fainted. ”Dear God! I saw None-flower Dust, the most beautiful man in the world! Hurry up and hold on to me!”

Yi Tong shook his head with a smile. ”Brother None-flower, must you cause such a sensation each time you show up?”

None-flower Dust chuckled and covered half of his face with the feathered fan. ”But of course. What's wrong? The red-eyed one, were you envious?”

Xiao Chen's heart stirred. This was None-flower Dust, the one whom inexplicably saved him at the Widespread Wintriness Sect. It turned out that he was acquaintances with Yi Tong. Regardless, there was hope for Gui Xian now.

Zuoqiu Yang's face had long turned pale. He didn't know Yi Tong, but he recognized the mysterious None-flower Dust who provoked awe and fear in everyone. He said solemnly, ”Will you make an enemy out of my family as well, None-flower Dust?”

None-flower Dust gave him a fleeting glance and smiled. ”Zuoqiu family? Do you think your family is worth being called my enemy?” Toward the tail of his sentence, he shot an icy glare at the nearby independent cultivator from the Northern Wilderness. ”I remember letting you off once. What's wrong? Have you recovered so soon?”

The independent cultivator from the Northern Wilderness was so terrified that he was trembling. Without another word, he hastily cast a spell and transformed into a sword radiance. Then, off he disappeared into the horizon.

The other Zuoqiu family's disciples were ashen-faced. None-flower Dust walked up to Xiao Chen and smiled at him. ”Have you forgotten me already?”

Xiao Chen didn't expect such words from him. He smiled and replied, ”I'm indebted to you for saving my life the last time, Brother None-flower. I apologize for not being able to express my thanks for you then.”

None-flower Dust raised his head and laughed heartily. ”Then you can treat me to some wine next time. We'll bring the red-eyed one with us too.”

Yi Tong shook his head, smiling. Xiao Chen was stunned, having not expected him to be a wine lover who loved solving issues over drinks like Yi Tong. He said, ”No problem!”

None-flower Dust glanced at the Spirit-annihilation Halberd in his hand and sighed. ”This poor thing has finally found its owner after so many years.”

While the three conversed, they didn't even spare the large group of enemies before them a single glance.