Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 32 The Palace of the Holy Master Does Not Support Idlers

Now that Pei Xia knows you used magic and supernatural powers to come down the mountain, how can she be polite to you?
No matter how powerful your cultivation is, if you have the ability to dispel evil spirits, your magic is worthless.

Amidst the continuous gasps of the onlookers, the flying sand and stones gradually subsided.

The white-clad sister from the Holy Palace, whose arms were spread very high, had disappeared from sight. Only Pei Xia could be seen poking at a rabbit on the ground with a long stick.

Luo Xiaojin was also stunned.

Although she had witnessed Pei Xia deal with Zhang Guohan before, she still didn't fully understand the details, including the Su Shi, magic, and the Calamity Pig.

Naturally, they couldn't understand what Han Youzhi had gone through in that instant.

After poking the rabbit, Pei Xia pointed to the three magical nails scattered nearby and looked at Luo Xiaojin: "Keep these, don't blame me if you can't find them later."

Whether it's your fault or not, don't you know it yourself?

Luo Xiaojin watched him warily, slowly walked over, and picked up Han Baiyi's magical artifact.

With the white-robed figure from the Holy Palace gone, the people around them grew bolder, each one wanting to get closer.

Seeing this, it was clear that they couldn't concentrate on practicing their swordsmanship. Pei Xia simply waved his hand and said, "Let's disband!"

Then, pulling Xu Shangxin along, they ran away from the academy.

Xu Shangxin was a little flustered as he held her hand. They wandered through the streets and alleys until they finally came to their senses when they reached a crowded place.

"OK OK!"

She stopped, leaned against a tree by the roadside, her cheeks flushed: "Let me catch my breath."

Pei Xia stood next to her, carrying an iron rod and looking around.

She looked at her young master and sighed, "You really know how to cause trouble."

"What trouble have you gotten yourself into?"

Pei Xia returned to Beishi City in less than two days.

First, he beat up the white-robed servant of the Holy Palace in the storeroom, then he cursed Yang Xu and Pei Yu at the Prime Minister's residence, this morning he had a falling out with the young master of the Xie family, and just now he embarrassed the Holy Palace in front of so many people...

Actually, we should also include Luo Xiaojin and Luo Xian, but the former is of low status and has little influence, while the latter is tolerant and magnanimous.

Pei Xia didn't like hearing that: "Shouldn't Yang Xu have been scolded?"

It was right... Xu Shangxin knew that too, but even if it was right, hadn't she said anything all this time?

Pei Xia then said, "That woman surnamed Han wanted to kill someone without even knowing the facts. Am I supposed to apologize to her?"

That makes sense, but the head of the Holy Palace holds a high position and wields great power; it's better to make friends than enemies.

"As for thanking me, you yourself said you didn't like it."

That was Xie Zu's son after all...

Xu Shangxin leaned against the tree, catching her breath for a while, before slowly coming to her senses: "You, can't you stand being taken advantage of?"

Pei Xia replied calmly, "You just didn't see me suffer when I did."

Xu Shangxin remained silent for a moment.

Pei Xia left home as a young man, a scholar venturing into the world. Ten years of trials and tribulations could not possibly have been smooth sailing.

He has endured far more hardship and grievances than I have.

Indeed, Xu Shangxin had no right to teach Pei Xia how to be a person.

“I’m being a bit absurd,” Pei Xia said, handing her the iron rod and glancing at the girl. “It will be more convincing if you sever ties with me in the future.”

Xu Shangxin subconsciously reached out and took the iron rod, but upon hearing his words, she paused for a moment, then asked, "What do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

Pei Xia smiled at her: "Let's go, I see a clothing store up ahead, let's go change your clothes."

Xu Shangxin wanted to ask more questions, but Pei Xia dragged her away again.

Thanks to Young Master Xie's generosity, Pei Xia, with ample funds, pulled Xu Shangxin along and picked out three or four bolts of fine cloth for her.

The girl kept saying it was too much, too expensive, and unnecessary.

It wasn't until Pei Xia threatened to take her measurements herself that she blushed and became obedient.

He watched as his elder brother and the shop's only female manager went into the inner room to take measurements.

Pei Xia turned around and glanced at the door: "Stop hiding." A figure in black emerged from outside the door. Luo Xiaojin was holding a sword and three long nails in her arms, looking at him coldly.

Pei Xia laughed and said, "What, are you going to avenge your martial uncle?"

Luo Xiaojin admired Han Youzhi's personality; it was much better than her master, Sui Zhiwo's.

But in terms of close relationship, it's not accurate to say so.

She stared at Pei Xia for a while without saying a word, as if she was brewing something.

After a moment, she spoke up: "Where are my pants?"

Killer.

Pei Xia touched her nose and scratched her head: "Well, if Pear stole it, go find her."

Luo Xiaojin leaned against the door and said slowly, "Even if you owe me one, do me a favor, and we'll be even."

Luo Xiaojin is asking me for help?

Pei Xia blinked: "You tell me what you want to say first."

“Last time, that…that girl from Qinzhou…”

Luo Xiaojin was very inexperienced when it came to asking for favors, and she always stumbled over her words, her tone somewhat hesitant: "Aren't you teaching at the academy? I want her to go too, cough."

Pei Xia is indeed very dangerous, and she's not necessarily a good person.

But "reading" was an immense temptation in Luo Xiaojin's mind.

Because she herself didn't have such an opportunity, she really wanted to try to help that girl if possible.

So even though she disliked Pei Xia, she still followed him.

Pei Xia knew she was referring to the fresh fruit that Zhang Guohan had previously sent to Beishi City.

I was just puzzled: "The Palace of the Holy Master can't even afford tuition?"

Luo Xiaojin lowered his eyelids, a rare hint of sadness showing on his handsome face: "Even the Holy Palace doesn't recognize Qin people as human."

This wasn't a difficult task for Pei Xia.

He rubbed his chin: "You think you can get me to do things for you with just a pair of underwear? That's a bit much, isn't it?"

I knew he wouldn't agree so readily.

Luo Xiaojin glared at him fiercely.

Then he put down the long nail in his hand, leaned the sword against the door, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes with trembling eyelashes.

She untied the red belt around her waist and reached into her trousers...

Pei Xia was shocked: "No, what are you doing in public?"

Even the usually aloof Luo Xiaojin blushed, her eyes glistening with a thin layer of mist: "Aren't two enough?!"

"Is it a problem with the quantity?!"

Holy crap, are there no normal people in your Holy Palace?

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Pei Xia strictly stopped Luo Xiaojin's violent behavior.

He rubbed his forehead and pressed his palm down: "How about this, you do me a favor, and I'll agree to it, okay?"

Upon hearing that underwear was no longer required, Luo Xiaojin breathed a sigh of relief.

As she fastened her belt, she asked, "What is it?"

"Could you help me find out who in Jiangchao Academy is close to Xu Shangxin, what their backgrounds are, and have they done anything unusual in the last two months?" Pei Xia said, glancing at the inner room of the shop before lowering her voice.

Luo Xiaojin paused in tying the red ribbon. She looked up at Pei Xia, then at the inner room: "You investigated Xu Shangxin?"

"Never mind that, just tell me if it's okay or not?"

"……Row."

Pei Xia smiled: "Send the girl to my residence tonight."

Luo Xiaojin looked at him with disdain: "You really can't say a single nice thing."

(End of this chapter)