Supreme Sword God

He quickly wiped away the blood, laughing heartily, ”Junior Brother, why are you here? I was just casually testing my skills; usually, I’m really strong. If you don’t believe me, ask your Senior Sister. One punch, and I can make a hole in the Crumbling Cliff!”

”Senior Brother...” Liu Meng’Er’s voice was choked with emotion.

Yuan Polu waved dismissively, saying boldly, ”What’s wrong with you two? Don’t you believe me? Hmph, in a few days, I’ll punch through the Crumbling Cliff, and then you’ll see how formidable I am!”

The more Yuan Polu acted like this.

The more painful it felt for Liu Meng’Er.

The same for Ye Chen.

But Ye Chen quickly reacted, smiling, ”Senior Brother, if you really break the Crumbling Cliff, the teacher won’t let you off. You’ve told me yourself, sometimes our teacher can be petty-minded.”

”Really?” Yuan Polu scratched the back of his head, ”I never said that. At most, I said behind his back that the teacher is rather childish.”

Liu Meng’Er also nodded, ”Senior Brother, you also said the teacher is petty!”

Yuan Polu looked alarmed, ”Junior Sister, Junior Brother, don’t set me up!”

The three of them exchanged glances and finally burst into laughter.

”Junior Brother, I’m hungry. Last time in the Luoyao Mountain Range, your roasted meat was delicious. You don’t know, for those few days I was protecting you, I was eating grass out of hunger, so you owe me a good meal now!”

Ye Chen said, ”Alright!”

Soon, a fire was lit, roasting demon beast meat on the flames, turning golden and shining, with a mouthwatering aroma.

Liu Meng’Er eagerly tried to snatch the roasting rack from Ye Chen’s hands.

Yuan Polu quickly stopped her, ”Junior Sister, you’d better not... Remember when you joined the freshman hunting camp? I was also secretly protecting you. You were eating grass back then to fill your stomach...”

Liu Meng’Er was utterly embarrassed!

It was something from four years ago, and she had completely forgotten it.

Thinking back now... it does seem true.

So embarrassing, and Senior Brother knows it!

”Meat without wine is lacking; Senior Sister... maybe you could get some?” Ye Chen suggested.

Yuan Polu quickly shouted, ”Junior Sister, go get some wine. There’s a jar of hundred-year spirit brew in the teacher’s room. If Junior Brother and I go, the teacher will definitely beat us, but he won’t blame you because you’re a girl; all you need is some coaxing.”

Liu Meng’Er looked hesitant.

The teacher wouldn’t beat me, right?

What the heck, going for it!

Soon, Liu Meng’Er returned with a wine jar in her hand.

The sunset.

Roasted meat.

A jar of spirit brew.

Three disciples of the Spiritual Martial Division.

No talk of cultivation and the future, just past stories.

As night unfolded gradually, Yuan Polu lay on the ground, drunkenly dazed.

Ye Chen and Liu Meng’Er were fine, their cultivation robust against the intoxication of the hundred-year spirit brew.

They watched the prostrate Yuan Polu, smiles tinged with bitterness.

Then, in his drunkenness, Yuan Polu stammered.

”The teacher said my talent is limited... Even reaching the fusion of Spiritual Power and Martial Force is my limit.

Junior Sister... you’re different; your future holds more promise than mine. It doesn’t matter if I’m ruined, but your path must not be severed.

And our Junior Brother... although he indeed tends to cause trouble, he calls you Senior Sister, and me Senior Brother; that makes us family.

I, Yuan Polu, am not skilled at anything else, but I have a life to give.

If anyone dares to harm my Junior Sister and Junior Brother, I’ll fight them with my life!”

Liu Meng’Er crouched on the ground, burying her face in her knees, hugging her legs, sobbing uncontrollably, and trembling all over.

Ye Chen’s eyes reddened, fists clenched, silently speechless.