I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

The next day.

The sun is rising.

Just as Qin Yao was leisurely sweeping the back mountain with a broom in hand, Chang'e, dressed in the blue uniform of Tianyong City, suddenly appeared and asked with a smile, "Do you need any help?"

Qin Yao stopped sweeping, raised his head and smiled, "I'm fine with anything."

Chang'e conjured a broom with a wave of her hand and strode over to his side: "The air is still fresher on the back mountain."

Qin Yao smiled and led her to sweep up the fallen leaves: "Tianyong City is the place with the most abundant pure energy in the world, and the back mountain is the least populated and quietest place in Tianyong City. It can be said to be the most prosperous of all."

Chang'e slowly waved her broom, gazing at the golden sunrise on the horizon: "You're right, this is indeed a good place to recuperate."

"Senior Brother Tu Su, Qingxue."

Before long, as the two were sweeping the floor and chatting, the atmosphere was becoming increasingly warm and cozy when a voice suddenly cut in, somewhat disrupting the atmosphere.

The two stopped at the same time and looked in the direction of the sound. They saw Ouyang Shaogong, dressed in purple, walking briskly towards them with a big smile on his face.

"Is there something you need?" Qin Yao asked.

Ouyang Shaogong said, "I'm here to see Qingxue. It's time to practice my sword."

Chang'e pursed her lips: "Can't I not go?"

"I'm afraid that won't work." Ouyang Shaogong shook his head with a smile.

Chang'e had no choice but to hand the broom to Qin Yao: "I'll come find you again this evening."

"Practice hard and strive to become a female sword immortal who can traverse heaven and earth as soon as possible," Qin Yao gently instructed.

Chang'e's heart skipped a beat, and she understood the underlying meaning in his words: "Don't worry, it will definitely happen!"

She needs the Taoist arts of Tianyong City to conceal her own immortal techniques; otherwise, if she encounters any trouble, she could easily be exposed...

Half an hour later.

Sword Display Platform.

Chang'e and Ouyang Shaogong mingled in the crowd, following Zhao Lin to absorb the essence of the sun and moon and awaken their spiritual energy. Waves of pure energy lingered among everyone.

In the back mountain.

Qin Yao watched this scene with his Heavenly Eye, focusing his gaze on Ouyang Shaogong, and thought to himself: If I could make him and his beloved stay together forever, I wonder if I could change the final tragic ending.

Based on the original drama, he knew very well that Ouyang Shaogong's long-sought lover, Xunfang, was actually the old servant Jitong who accompanied him.

The cause and effect are simple: Ouyang Shaogong is the reincarnation of half of Crown Prince Changqin's soul, and is immortal, but Xunfang does not have this ability.

Time had aged her, and even when she found Shao Gong, her first feeling was not joy, but shame.

She wanted to remain forever young and beautiful in Shao Gong's eyes, so she adopted the pseudonym "Ji Tong" to stay by his side, and ultimately died in the Battle of Penglai...

A short while later, as he followed this thought and deduced further, he realized that the idea was destined to be difficult to realize.

The main reason is that, in addition to searching for Xunfang, Ouyang Shaogong is also searching for the missing part of his soul, wanting to complete it.

This part is the spirit of the Burning Sword.

Unfortunately, the spirit of the Burning Sword has formed a soul bond with Tu Su, and if Tu Su is not eliminated, it is destined that it will be unable to merge with him.

Therefore, they are natural rivals. This also means that Ouyang Shaogong is destined never to become his friend.

That night.

Inside the Shangde Residence, which only high-ranking disciples could set foot in, Ling Duan sat on the bed like a statue, staring blankly at the oil lamp on the table.

Suddenly, the oil lamp flame flickered, and a figure completely shrouded in black appeared beside the table.

Ling Duan's eyes flickered slightly, but he showed no other reaction.

With his appearance ruined, half of his heart died.

After all, a disfigured swordsman is destined to be unable to become the face of Tianyong City.

So what exactly is a storefront?

The sect leader is the face of the sect, and so are the various elders!
"I can heal the wounds on your face," the man in black said casually as he sat down at the table.

Ling Duan's eyes widened suddenly, and he rushed off the bed: "Is this true?"

"Really!" The man in black nodded slightly.

Ling Duan was overjoyed, but then became suspicious: "Impossible. Even the sect leader couldn't do anything. If you were more powerful than the sect leader, why would you come to see me in such a secretive way?"

"Haven't you heard the saying, 'Everyone has their own expertise'?"

The man in black replied, "I am a thousand-year-old healer. What I fear is not your sect leader, but the number one swordsman in the world in the back mountain."

Ling Duan's expression shifted, and he asked, "What price do I need to pay for this?"

“Clever.” The man in black smiled and said, “Serve me as your master, and I will rescue you from the abyss.”

Ling Duan questioned, "Who exactly are you, and what is your purpose in visiting Tianyong City?"

"Stop acting. Ling Yue can ask that, but you can't," the man in black said, ruthlessly exposing his lie.

Lingduan: "..."

"Your Majesty!"

The man in black flipped his palm, and a five-colored divine flower gradually appeared in his palm: "Offer your loyalty, and you will be reborn."

The next day.

Qionghua Hall.

Zhao Lin had just gotten his meal and hadn't even put it on the table when he saw his second senior brother strut into the dining hall, looking very pleased with himself. His eyes widened immediately: "Second, second senior brother..."

"What's wrong?" Ling Duan asked.

Zhao Lin took a deep breath: "Your face..."

“That demonic energy seems to have a time limit; once the time limit is over, it dissipates on its own,” Ling Duan explained.

Zhao Lin smiled and said, "That's great."

"Yes, that's great." Ling Duan said with mixed feelings, then his gaze swept across the entire dining hall: "Tu Su didn't come?"

Zhao Lin nodded: "It is said that he has not come to the dining hall for several days. He has probably been practicing fasting."

Ling Duan waved his hand and said, "You keep eating, I'm going to the back mountain."

Back mountain.

Inside the pavilion.

Ouyang Shaogong stood by the chessboard, quietly watching Qin Yao and Chang'e play the game, seemingly very interested in the game.

However, both he and Qin Yao knew very well that what he was truly interested in was the spirit of the Burning Sword.

They insisted on coming closer, even if it meant being shameless, because the sword spirit was inside Tu Su's body...

"Wow, you seem to have a lot of free time."

Using the technique of shrinking the distance to an inch, he quickly traveled to the outside of the pavilion and said with a forced smile.

Qin Yao glanced up at him, staring at his smooth cheeks, and suddenly raised an eyebrow: "Your face is all rotten."

Ling Duan nearly broke down, his back teeth almost grinding to powder, before he barely managed to control his emotions: "A mere scar, how could it possibly be a problem for a cultivator of the Immortal Path?"

Qin Yao, however, did not agree with this explanation.

Just kidding, that's demonic river water filled with dark spirits, which even ordinary immortals can't eliminate, let alone cultivators in the cultivation world.

Given the current situation, the only one capable of doing this is Ouyang Shaogong, who stands beside them at this moment and appears harmless...

"Tu Su, I heard you haven't been eating at the dining hall lately?" Ling Duan spoke again in the silence.

"You're going to interfere even if I don't eat?" Ouyang Shaogong questioned.

"What business is it of yours? We senior brothers are talking, why are you interrupting?" Ling Duan said lightly. Ouyang Shaogong calmly replied, "I just don't like seeing people being arrogant."

"Who do you think you are? Do you really think you're so great? By the way, the kitchen is currently short of a handyman, so you can go report to the kitchen now," Ling Duan said.

Even Chang'e couldn't stand this behavior and solemnly asked, "What gives you the right to arbitrarily assign others tasks?"

"Why?"

Ling Duan sneered, "Just because I am the personal disciple of the sect leader, and because I am in charge of personnel arrangements on the mountain; not only Ouyang Shaogong has to listen to my arrangements, but Tu Su is the same."

Qin Yao asked with a half-smile, "What do you want me to do?"

"You can skip meals, but you can't skip work."

Ling Duan said arrogantly, "You haven't been on duty lately, have you? Go find Junior Brother Mi Zhu and make up for all the chores you missed."

After saying that, he turned and left, not giving Qin Yao a chance to respond at all.

Qin Yao chuckled and then said, "Ignore him and continue playing chess."

After hesitating for a long time, Ouyang Shaogong sighed and said, "Senior Brother Tu Su can ignore him, but I can't afford to offend this second senior brother. I'd better go to the kitchen to report for duty."

Qin Yao thought for a moment and said, "You don't need to pay attention to him. If he has any objections, let him come to me."

Ouyang Shaogong: "..."

Originally, I wanted to put on a melodramatic performance to get closer to him, but how did it turn out like this?

Fortunately, his attitude towards me seems to have changed somewhat, and he is no longer as indifferent as he was at the beginning.

Realizing this, Ouyang Shaogong decided to strike while the iron was hot and further strengthen their relationship: "Senior Brother Tu Su, may I ask you something?"

"What is it?" Qin Yao asked.

Ouyang Shaogong looked around to make sure no one else was eavesdropping, and then said softly:

"I heard from Senior Brother Zhaolin that new students are not allowed to go down the mountain without permission after entering the sect, but I really have important business to attend to and must go down the mountain. Do you have any good ideas?"

Qin Yao shook his head: "No."

He could certainly help the other party sneak down the mountain, but the problem was that he had no such intention.

Ouyang Shaogong paused slightly, a look of reminiscence on his face: "Let me tell you a story..."

Qin Yao hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not refuse.

To refuse again would be to push people away.

He also needed to use the other party's help in some ways, so he still had to maintain the superficial relationship.

Then, Ouyang Shaogong slowly recounted his story with Princess Xunfang of Penglai Kingdom, from their first meeting to their growing understanding and love, a process as beautiful as a fairy tale.

However, this is not a fairy tale after all. The story did not end when the two got together, but continued to move forward.

After the sweet moments, Ouyang Shaogong fell seriously ill and left to find a cure. When he returned, the Penglai Kingdom in the sea no longer existed.

Therefore, he believed that Xunfang was dead and searched the world for a way to bring her back to life.

Speaking of which, today is the anniversary of Xunfang's death. Although it's called the anniversary, it's actually the day he returned to his old home in Penglai. He wants to go down the mountain to pay his respects to Xunfang...

Seeing the deep affection in his eyes, Chang'e was deeply moved and subconsciously turned to look at Qin Yao.

Qin Yao sighed and said, "Why don't you hold the memorial service in the back mountain? I can find you a place where you won't be disturbed."

Ouyang Shaogong shook his head: "There is no place to release river lanterns in the back mountain."

Qin Yao said, "I'm sorry, I can't help you."

"It's alright, I'll figure it out myself." Ouyang Shaogong smiled, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Farewell."

Watching his departing figure, Chang'e secretly transmitted her voice to Qin Yao: "You seem to be very wary of him?"

"He is the reincarnation of an ancient god."

Qin Yao secretly replied, "The Burning Sword and I have something he wants, which is why he tries every means to get close to us."

Chang'e remained silent.

As expected, you can know a person's face but not their heart. If Qin Yao hadn't said anything, he wouldn't have been able to tell that Ouyang Shaogong had ulterior motives at all.

As for why Qin Yao knew these things, she had always known that the other party possessed a certain precognitive ability...

At midnight.

The outskirts of Kunlun Mountain.

Under the watchful eye of a masked man in black, Ouyang Shaogong placed the river lanterns one by one into the water, gently waving his sleeve to propel them with the breeze, watching them drift further and further away.

"I suspect the Burning Sword is inside the Sword Pavilion in Tianyong City. Go and take a look. If you have the chance, try to seize the sword," Ouyang Shaogong instructed after a while.

The masked man nodded, and his body instantly transformed into countless rays of light, rushing rapidly towards Kunlun.

“Baili Tusu… he’s truly unfathomable.” Gazing at the receding river lanterns, a hint of bewilderment flashed in Ouyang Shaogong’s eyes.

He himself was mysterious enough, but he felt that the other person was no less so, and even had bigger secrets.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

On the eve of dawn.

Tianyong Sword Pavilion.

When the sword spirit Hongyu, who was guarding the place, keenly sensed the masked man who was hiding his aura, a fierce battle broke out.

However, after only seven or eight rounds, she was knocked to the ground by the masked man and could only watch helplessly as he walked toward the Burning Sword.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a spirit sword rushed towards the masked man's back.

The masked man gripped his long sword tightly with both hands, suddenly turned around, and unleashed a dazzling sword aura, forcefully repelling the spirit sword.

Ling Yue's figure flashed into the Sword Pavilion, raised his hand to catch the spirit sword, and then unleashed his sword intent, countless sword shadows rushing towards the masked man like flying flowers.

The masked man raised his long sword, the blade flashing red light.

As he unleashed a slash, the sword shadows shattered. Ling Yue raised his sword to parry, but was instantly knocked back.

Before he could even get his footing, the masked man appeared out of nowhere and was right in front of him, the blade slicing towards his neck at an odd angle.

Ling Yue was shocked and, with extraordinary speed, retreated swiftly, narrowly avoiding the attack.

Unexpectedly, the masked man used a special martial arts technique, moving at a speed far exceeding expectations, and the deadly blade struck his body again.

"Sect Leader, Elders, someone has trespassed into the Sword Pavilion."

Suddenly, a loud shout echoed throughout Tianyong City, causing the masked man to pause slightly before disappearing underground.

Ling Yue was covered in cold sweat. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw his junior brother Tu Su striding towards him...

"Buzz, buzz, buzz."

In the center of the hall, the Burning Sword, which was bound by chains, suddenly began to tremble wildly, emitting strange red light.

Ling Yue was startled and, without even having time to thank Tu Su for saving him, hurriedly said, "Junior brother, quickly leave the Sword Pavilion!"

Qin Yao looked up at the Burning Sword, channeled the Burning Sword power within him, and said softly, "Be quiet."

As if his words were law, the Burning Sword immediately stopped trembling, and the radiance of the Immortal Chains subsided.

Ling Yue: "?"

Hongyu: "?"

In the blink of an eye, the sect leader and all the elders gathered in the Sword Pavilion and asked Hongyu, "What happened?"

Hongyu seemed to wake from a dream, glanced at Qin Yao with a complicated expression, and replied softly, "A masked man trespassed into the Sword Pavilion, attempting to steal the Burning Sword, but was just scared away by Tu Su..." (End of this chapter)