I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Chapter 109 - 107: A Familiar Swallow Returns

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Just then, Chen Haiguan ran over. "Junior Brother Wang, I heard the guests from Heaven-Dominating Hall are coming to our Thunderlight Hall. They said they want to see Li Tianyi."

Li Tianyi waved his hand dismissively. "Not interested. She can take her business elsewhere."

Chen Haiguan looked at Wang Meng, who just smiled. "Let them. If they’re coming, they’re coming. We’re all of the same generation."

Chen Haiguan was filled with admiration. ’He’s right!’

With Hu Jing absent, he had wanted to ask if they should go out to formally receive them. But it was clear that Wang Meng meant for them to be treated as ordinary guests, with no need for a grand welcome.

’Thunderlight Hall must have its dignity, its own style! We will not lower ourselves!’

Hu Jing and Mingren escorted Yanm Yuyue’s group of three to Thunderlight Hall. The first thing that met their eyes was a pile of shoddy equipment. Su Wu and Shen Xue almost burst out laughing, but the two of them managed to stifle their amusement, knowing it would be rude to lose their composure.

Hu Jing and Mingren noticed, of course. When it was just their own people, they could look past it. But for outsiders, especially the elites from Heaven-Dominating Hall, to see weapons of this quality... frankly, not laughing out loud was already a great show of respect.

Suo Ming immediately wanted to bring out the swords Wang Meng had made, but unfortunately, those items had already been sent to the Thunderlight Pavilion to be auctioned.

Along the way, Su Wu and Shen Xue were truly at a loss for words. ’The difference in quality compared to Dao Guang Hall is just too vast,’ they thought. ’This place is practically third-rate.’

Yanm Yuyue and the others offered no comment. Clearly, Thunderlight Hall wasn’t even worth their evaluation.

"Brother Chen, these three are our guests from Heaven-Dominating Hall. This is Senior Sister Yanm Yuyue, the head disciple of the Evil Lord," Hu Jing said.

Chen Haiguan glanced at the three Evil Cultivator guests and couldn’t help but stare, dumbfounded. He had assumed the beautiful Bow Cultivator at the back was Yanm Yuyue. He never expected that the plain-looking woman before him was the one.

"Junior Brother Li and Junior Brother Wang are playing a game out back. They’re right in the middle of a heated match..."

Of course, Chen Haiguan couldn’t directly repeat Li Tianyi’s dismissive words. ’That would cause an uproar.’

"Junior Brother Tianyi has always been like that. We should just go find him directly," Mingren said.

Yanm Yuyue nodded. Many disciples were pointing and whispering. Although Thunderlight Hall’s popularity had waned, it still had a fair number of members. They were all curious about Yanm Yuyue’s unique status, but this curiosity was mostly replaced by disappointment. They couldn’t help but gossip, ’How could the Evil Lord’s head disciple look like *that*?’

The voices weren’t loud, but bits and pieces still reached the ears of the three visitors. Shen Xue and Su Wu were clearly getting angry, but seeing that Yanm Yuyue showed no reaction, they could only endure it. Before they came, they had been specifically warned not to cause any trouble.

When they reached the back area, they found Li Tianyi in a very cheerful mood. Ma Tian’Er was somehow locked in a dead-even match against Wang Meng. Ma Tian’Er’s skill at the game was hard to assess. She rarely won against others, but when faced with a strong, aggressive opponent, she could unleash incredible strength. It seemed she grew stronger against the strong and weaker against the weak—a truly bizarre trait.

Wang Meng’s interest was piqued as well. Both cultivation and board games were closely related to time and practice, but sometimes, talent was something that time alone couldn’t account for. Ma Tian’Er was a perfect example. Skill in the game depended even more on insight than cultivation did.

Ma Tian’Er certainly had many shortcomings, but her kind of Spiritual Attribute was truly rare. ’Non-aggression... it really does feel like a principle of non-aggression.’

The Evil attacks; the Saint defends!

Suddenly, Wang Meng seemed to have an epiphany. While it wasn’t a profound, complete enlightenment, he had indeed grasped another piece of the essence of a Saint Cultivator from watching Ma Tian’Er.

And it was at that exact moment that Yanm Yuyue and her companions arrived.

Zhang Xiaojiang and Liuu Mei, who were being all lovey-dovey, were the first to react. Zhang Xiaojiang’s eyes were definitely sharper than a Tiger Eagle King’s. He looked straight past Yanm Yuyue and locked his gaze on Shen Xue behind her. ’Wow, another absolute knockout!’

Shen Xue was on the same level of beauty as Hu Jing, but Shen Xue’s bearing was clearly stronger. After all, Hu Jing had only been shouldering her great responsibilities for a short time.

Wang Meng, Li Tianyi, and the others also stood up. Wang Meng was still immersed in his small epiphany about the state of a Saint Cultivator when he suddenly turned his head and froze completely.

He stared intently at Yanm Yuyue, as if he were trying to see right through her.

Ever since Yanm Yuyue had arrived at the Holy Hall, not a single person had looked at her like this. The atmosphere grew a little strange.

"This is our Lingyin Hall’s Li Tianyi," Mingren said. "Tianyi, this is Yanm Yuyue, a guest from Heaven-Dominating Hall."

Li Tianyi was polite enough for the occasion. "Senior Sister Yanm, welcome."

In that same instant, Su Wu flung out a Dust-obliterating Fire Talisman. With an effortless slash of his sword, Li Tianyi dispelled it, reducing the talisman to nothing.

Because of Su Wu’s sudden attack, the atmosphere instantly grew tense.

"Su Wu, what is the meaning of this!"

Facing the members of Thunderlight Hall, who were ready to draw their weapons, Su Wu remained calm. "I have long heard that Li Tianyi is the Holy Hall’s once-in-a-century Sword Cultivator genius. Our purpose in coming here is simple: we want to see if he truly lives up to his reputation."

Li Tianyi slowly sheathed his sword. "This is all there is to me. You’ve had your look, so if there’s nothing else, you can be on your way."

"It seems the rumors were exaggerated," Shen Xue said. "Junior Brother Li is probably at the Fifteenth Layer, the Sixteenth at most. That doesn’t match the legends at all."

Li Tianyi shrugged helplessly. "If you’re looking for the person who called me a genius, you’ll have to find them yourselves. I certainly never said it. But if you want to meet a real genius, that’s easy. There’s one right here."

Li Tianyi pointed at Wang Meng. At that moment, Wang Meng was still staring blankly at Yanm Yuyue. She was aware of his gaze but chose not to react. ’What’s wrong with this person? He has no manners at all, just staring at me like that.’

Zhang Xiaojiang also noticed something was off. ’Brother Meng has never been very interested in women. What’s gotten into him today? But this Yanm Yuyue... her looks are on the, uh, *safe* side. Could it be that Brother Meng is into that type???’

Yanm Yuyue felt it wasn’t her place to call him out, but Su Wu, standing beside her, couldn’t take it anymore.

"Hey! Haven’t you stared long enough? Keep looking and I’ll gouge your eyes out!" Su Wu snapped.

Wang Meng paid him no mind. He was lost in a complex, indescribable feeling. In his past life as Old Moo, during that almost exaggeratedly brilliant journey, he had regrets. The image of a woman surfaced in his mind, and with it came a wave of heartache. For the sake of the Celestial Dao, she was likely someone he had been forced to abandon. Of course, this had nothing to do with the Yanm Yuyue before him. It was just a nearly identical disposition. ’This bloodline inheritance... it can’t be a mistake.’

Even his sealed Godhood stirred slightly. The memories were hazy, but the feelings were crystal clear: longing, reluctance...

’To think that even someone with Old Moo’s personality could have such emotions.’

"The hell? What’s wrong with looking? When you’re out in the world, you’re meant to be seen! Looking at you is doing you a favor!"

Zhang Xiaojiang immediately jumped forward, not about to back down. Beside him, Suo Ming had already brandished his hammer. If it was a fight they wanted, who was afraid of whom?

Mingren gave a wry smile. ’Thunderlight Hall really is a bunch of hotheads.’

Yanm Yuyue waved her hand. "Su Wu, that’s enough!"

Su Wu glared resentfully at Wang Meng. ’What’s that damn brat looking at?’

Yanm Yuyue didn’t think there was anything about her worth looking at. This man’s gaze was strange—it held no contempt or ridicule, nor was it lecherous. It was as if he knew her. Yet she was certain she had never seen him before.

(Thank you to Brother Wang Jinglue for the 100,000-coin reward! ^_^)