Zhang Er Gou was at his most miserable, his face bruised and swollen, snot and tears mingling as the wind made it impossible to tell one from the other.
After seeing the beautiful Chi Yu in the Treasure Pill Pavilion, Zhang Er Gou had felt his future in the Misty Sect would be much brighter, at least better than the unreliable old man Chun Yang San Ren.
Now, it seemed he had been too optimistic. He felt like he had fallen into a deep pit.
When Chi Yu had beaten him soundly, it was too late for regrets. What was his fate? Where was the protagonist's halo he was supposed to have?
"In my opinion, Lin Yue Ru is beautiful and possesses a good figure. For you to become her Dao Companion is an incredible fortune."
"And you, you little brat, are still unhappy."
"If you were with her, Qiao Yan Yun would treat you better than her own son, giving you all the benefits. Such a good thing, what are you thinking with that little head of yours?"
On the other side, Chi Yu was lecturing him, listing all the benefits she could think of. In her eyes, marrying Lin Yue Ru was an affair with nothing but advantages.
This brat was still unwilling, infuriating her.
"Uh, beautiful master, I actually have someone I love," Zhang Er Gou couldn't stand being tied to the tree and swung around. "Master, you have such a kind heart, you wouldn't want to break up a pair of lovers, would you?"
"You have someone you love?" Upon hearing Zhang Er Gou's words, Chi Yu immediately stood up, jumped down from the tree, and walked up to him, her face full of gossip as she looked at him.
"Who is your beloved? Is she from our Misty Sect? Do I know her?"
Chi Yu blinked her big eyes, a string of gossipy questions making Zhang Er Gou's face turn red.
*Ahem!*
Zhang Er Gou quickly coughed. He didn't know how to explain.
Should he mention Liu Cui Lan, who had come from Xin Shan Village with him, or the Golden Core stage woman he had spent a night with in the Beast Forest?
That woman looked exactly like the Chi Yu before him. How could he even speak of it? If he said it, he would surely be beaten to death by Chi Yu.
Besides, after that night, the Golden Core stage woman had not left for a long time. She must have wanted to kill him. He didn't want his secrets to be known.
"Hey, why aren't you speaking? I'm asking you a question," Chi Yu supported Zhang Er Gou's swaying body and patted his cheek.
Zhang Er Gou stared at Chi Yu's beautiful face, took a deep breath, and uttered a few words: "It's a secret."
Then, he saw Chi Yu roll up her sleeves.
Soon, screams echoed from the bottom of the cliff again.
As dawn approached, Chi Yu flew away directly on her sword, leaving Zhang Er Gou still hanging from the tree, swaying. Chi Yu's face was full of anger as she left.
"Crazy woman!" Zhang Er Gou cursed, watching Chi Yu's figure shrink. He could only struggle to break free himself.
After a few strenuous attempts, he realized the rope binding him was no ordinary rope, but a magical artifact. Chi Yu had gone to great lengths to prevent him from escaping.
"This crazy woman," Zhang Er Gou muttered, realizing that with his current cultivation, he was powerless against this artifact.
"Ah, I've got it. How could I have forgotten you?" Zhang Er Gou finally remembered the spiritual fire within him. It was a so-called divine fire that even demonic creatures feared. It should be able to untie this rope.
Spiritual Fire, appear!
With a thought, the spiritual fire surged from his body. As if understanding Zhang Er Gou's thoughts, the spiritual fire zipped directly towards the magical artifact rope binding him.
Just as Zhang Er Gou had expected, the spiritual fire could refine all things in the world. The magical power on the rope was directly refined by the spiritual fire.
Deprived of its magical support, Zhang Er Gou broke the rope with brute force.
He jumped down from the tree and returned to the place he had climbed before. Looking at the endless end of the cliff, Zhang Er Gou felt a sense of powerlessness.
"Beautiful master, you wouldn't have truly abandoned your obedient disciple, would you?" Zhang Er Gou called out helplessly, looking at the steep rock face.
"How could you bear to abandon such a cute and well-behaved disciple?" Zhang Er Gou shouted loudly. Only echoes answered him from the depths of the cliff. Sud an Novel Network.
"This crazy woman, she wouldn't have really left, would she?" Zhang Er Gou roared in exasperation, looking at the cliff face with despair.
Why did he have such a formidable master? She was so irresponsible. Sitting on the ground, Zhang Er Gou could only sigh at the unfairness of fate.
He had encountered three masters in succession. Chun Yang San Ren was a complete hands-off manager. Qiao Yan Yun had shown him alchemy a few times at the beginning, and then left him to figure it out.
Now, he had met Chi Yu, a beautiful master. Zhang Er Gou thought his life would be better, but unexpectedly, she was also unreliable.
What kind of eccentric masters were in the Misty Sect? Zhang Er Gou grumbled to himself, while thinking of a way to escape.
*Whoosh!*
Just as Zhang Er Gou was at his wit's end, the divine fire surged from his body again, circling him.
Then, it darted towards the top of the cliff for a while, and later returned to Zhang Er Gou's side.
"You mean, you can fly up?" Looking at the darting divine fire, Zhang Er Gou's eyes suddenly lit up.
The divine fire seemed to understand Zhang Er Gou's words, circling him intimately. Zhang Er Gou suddenly recalled the scene when he first came to the Spirit Herb Garden and the divine fire had flown down the cliff by itself.
Zhang Er Gou's eyes brightened even further. He thought of a possibility, his mouth opening and closing.
"Heaven truly leaves a way out! Hahaha!" He burst into laughter, calling the divine fire to his side.
"Can you carry me up?" Zhang Er Gou knew his spiritual fire could grow and shrink. Since Elder Tai Xu said it was divine fire, it must have powerful abilities.
The divine fire zipped to Zhang Er Gou's feet and then directly transformed into a huge flame, lifting him up.
Zhang Er Gou stood on it, feeling a sense of lightness. Looking closely, he realized he was getting farther and farther from the ground.
Hahaha!
Zhang Er Gou laughed heartily, his laughter echoing throughout the cliff.
"Up!"
Zhang Er Gou shouted, and the giant flame formed by the divine fire, carrying him, shot upwards like a gust of wind.
"Slow down, slow down! You're scaring my heart out," during the rapid ascent, Zhang Er Gou felt a sense of discomfort. His previous pride vanished.
Clinging tightly to the flame, listening to the wind whistling past his ears, he worried that the divine fire might accidentally drop him.
He wouldn't even have tears to cry then.
The divine fire heard his words and, with understanding, reduced its speed. Gradually, Zhang Er Gou adapted to the steady upward momentum.
He opened his eyes and looked down at the bottom of the cliff with curiosity...