After Escaping From Death, He Went Even Crazier By Criticizing Black Lotus Chapter 36
byNot possible, just because he was mistaken for Ji Buhuan, the Black Lotus actually offered himself to him?
And it was the highest level Dao Companion contract, wouldn’t that mean the two of them were bound together for life?
If that was the case, would the Black Lotus still kill him?
Su Huan paused, struck by the thought.
The next second, he remembered the Black Lotus’s inherent ruthlessness. All the preferential treatment he was receiving now stemmed solely from the identity of “Ji Buhuan.”
Once the truth was known, even with the spiritual contract in place, he would probably still get a sword through the chest.
He couldn’t help but smile bitterly; that sword strike back then had been quite painful.
He really needed to distance himself from the Black Lotus as soon as possible.
…
After finally managing to soothe the man, Su Huan let out a sigh of relief.
Remembering that he now possessed medical skills, he took the Black Lotus’s pulse and examined him. He wanted to heal the other party quickly so that he could form a perfect Golden Core sooner, allowing him to cut ties with the Black Lotus earlier.
However, he found that the other party had no injuries or illness.
Just as he was wondering why, the encyclopedia the Black Lotus had transmitted to his sea of consciousness automatically displayed the corresponding ailment—
The Delusional Nightmare Syndrome most easily contracted by the Lingxi Clan. It can be broken by finding the Spirit Marker.
Su Huan was speechless. He only knew the Black Lotus, a remnant of the Lingxi Clan. Where was he supposed to find a Spirit Marker?
What was even more unexpected was that after this whole ordeal, when he tried to leave the cave, Xiao Jianming absolutely refused to let him go.
The moment Su Huan stepped off the narrow platform, he would be hugged back around the waist, immediately meeting a pair of tear-soaked, pitch-black eyes.
Worse still, he couldn’t be comforted.
Su Huan sighed softly: “Are you really not going to let me out? But what if Junior Brother gets hungry? He won’t be able to eat the fish I personally grilled for him…”
The figure, who was blocking the passage between the platform and the cave entrance with his back turned, subtly shifted, but his body still didn’t move aside even an inch.
Su Huan continued to sigh: “Junior Brother isn’t hungry, but I am. I really want to eat grilled fish.”
He glanced out of the corner of his eye and noticed the figure blocking the passage tremble violently, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and walked through the long, dark passage toward the cave entrance.
Just as he saw the light from the entrance, he was blocked and bounced back by an invisible force.
Ripples of a barrier appeared in the empty air.
Su Huan: “…”
A long time later, Xiao Jianming returned, holding a large fish.
Somehow, he had acquired a bloody scratch on his face, and his neat clothes and hair were slightly disheveled. He傻乎乎 handed the already cooked fish to Su Huan.
Su Huan was stunned. Before he could ask, he heard two unfamiliar voices coming from outside the cave—
“Heh heh, it really wasn’t a wasted trip. That idiot is dressed so well, and since we couldn’t find any treasures on him, they must all be inside this cave…”
“Be careful, there’s another person inside the cave.”
“What’s there to be afraid of? His aura is so weak, he must be a good-for-nothing too.”
“Hey! If you know what’s good for you, hurry up and get out here to pay respects to your grandfathers! Save yourselves some physical suffering later!”
Su Huan pursed his lips and looked at the Black Lotus, sighing inwardly.
He truly was completely foolish, not even knowing when he was being bullied outside.
“Eat…”
Xiao Jianming pushed the fish toward his mouth again. Su Huan barely avoided it, and in the next moment, he saw the Black Lotus droop entirely, radiating an aura of utter grievance.
In the past two days, Su Huan had sighed more than in the previous twenty years combined.
He turned and leaned close, whispering instructions carefully into the idiot’s ear.
After he finished, Su Huan asked him: “Did you understand?”
The idiot looked at him, blinking his black eyes, making it impossible to tell if he had understood or not.
The people outside were still shouting. Su Huan rubbed his forehead and led the idiot out.
He didn’t notice that this time, Xiao Jianming showed no sign of stopping him, but quietly allowed himself to be led out of the cave.
Having been in the darkness for so long, Su Huan’s eyes were stimulated by the sudden daylight, causing a few tears to well up.
Once his vision cleared, he saw that the two people standing outside the cave were cultivators from some unknown sect. One had a sharp face and monkey-like features, with a long, hairy mole on the tip of his nose. The other was covered in freckles, his eyes gleaming with avarice.
The sharp-faced cultivator snorted in dissatisfaction: “Finally came out.”
The freckled cultivator sized him up and down, then remarked: “Tsk tsk tsk, a good-for-nothing paired with an idiot, quite a match.”
Su Huan shielded the Black Lotus behind him, pretending to tremble with fear, his voice shaking: “What do you want?”
In reality, the hand behind his back was quietly summoning one of the magical artifacts that Senior Sister Feng had given him.
“Don’t worry. We don’t have a habit of murdering for wealth, it’s just that we’re a little short on cash lately… But rest assured, as long as you hand over all your valuables, we brothers will guarantee your safe passage out of this mountain.”
Zeping Mountain.
Su Huan chewed on those three words, realizing they had reached the eastern border of Huayao Continent.
The Black Lotus had actually brought him this far.
He felt speechless inwardly. On the surface, however, he trembled and asked timidly: “Really?”
“Of course!”
“Looking at you two, you must be trapped in the mountain and can’t find your way out, right?”
“Just hand over the goods, and we’ll take you both down the mountain.”
Su Huan sneered inwardly, but before he could act, the Black Lotus stepped out from behind him.
Su Huan quickly pulled him back, gritting his teeth and whispering: “Come back quickly! Didn’t I tell you to stay behind me?”
The pitch-black eyes looked at him, showing a hint of grievance, and he reached out to hug Su Huan.
Su Huan was startled.
Xiao Jianming’s body was actually trembling slightly.
“Brother Buhuan…” He called him again.
Su Huan responded. Xiao Jianming hugged him, glaring fiercely at the two people in front of them, his hands tightly protecting Su Huan.
The two men sneered. Before they could mock him, they were startled to realize that the aura emanating from this idiot had changed!
Suddenly, Su Huan felt Xiao Jianming trembling, and heard the sound of a sword ringing out. A line of blood appeared on the necks of the two men who had been arrogantly robbing them, and they slowly collapsed to the ground.
Xiao Jianming covered his eyes, muttering: “Brother Buhuan… don’t be afraid…”
Su Huan stared blankly. He had clearly seen the sword Xiao Jianming summoned.
It was pure white, and the hilt was inlaid with three spirit pearls arranged by size—
It was his Haoxue Sword.
But this was his Destiny Sword. Why could the Black Lotus command it?
To figure out what was going on, Su Huan tried to get Xiao Jianming to activate the Haoxue Sword again.
However, aside from foolishly calling him “Brother Buhuan,” no matter what he did, Xiao Jianming did nothing else.
He had no choice but to give up in frustration.
*
After another round of coaxing and persuasion, Su Huan finally convinced Xiao Jianming to embark on the journey back to Xuanji Sect with him.
The only condition was that they had to hold hands the entire way; if they didn’t, he wouldn’t move. Su Huan had no choice but to drag this half-grown child along, making for a difficult journey.
As a result, when they checked into an inn, the surrounding gazes were particularly strange.
After chatting with the waiter for a while, Su Huan learned that a strange illusion array had appeared on Zeping Mountain several years ago. Whether cultivators or ordinary people, anyone who entered couldn’t get out. Therefore, few people dared to enter, and only the most heinous criminals and desperate fugitives would flee into it.
But strangely, they hadn’t encountered any illusion arrays on their way down the mountain.
After hearing this, Su Huan couldn’t help but glance at the Black Lotus.
In the novel, the opening focused on the Black Lotus being secretly suppressed by the cannon fodder villain, which was “him,” after entering Xuanji Sect. It didn’t mention the Black Lotus’s past experiences, so he probably had some connection to Zeping Mountain.
He didn’t dwell on it and quickly dismissed the thought.
He hadn’t expected to run into Ji Buhuan here.
“Innkeeper, one superior room.”
Hearing the familiar voice, Su Huan subconsciously turned to look, only catching a glimpse of the white hair before quickly turning back, frantically pulling Xiao Jianming upstairs and locking the door.
Xiao Jianming followed him, his black eyes looking over, seemingly confused about what he was doing.
Su Huan made sure he hadn’t been seen by the other party and breathed a sigh of relief.
That was close, he almost ran into the real deal.
Su Huan always remembered the relationship between him and Ji Buhuan as “imposter” and “original.” He wasn’t sure how much this Ji Buhuan, who only possessed half a soul, remembered about the past, or if he would expose his identity.
“Brother Buhuan…”
Xiao Jianming seemed to sense his tension through the Dao Companion contract and foolishly leaned over to hug him.
Su Huan pulled him off, he hugged him.
Pulled him off again, hugged him again.
…Su Huan gave up struggling.
After waiting for a while, Su Huan estimated that Ji Buhuan had entered his room. He opened the door to check, thinking he needed to change inns before Ji Buhuan noticed.
However, fate had it that just as he opened the door, Ji Buhuan happened to be passing by.
Su Huan: “!”
He was doomed!
Ji Buhuan was also slightly stunned when he saw him, then nodded slightly and said: “Brother Chao.”
Su Huan’s completely stiff body slightly relaxed.
The other party seemed not to remember the events of that year.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
That was close.
If he were mistaken for an evil cultivator who had seized a body, he would be beaten until his soul scattered.
Su Huan also nodded, searching his memory for the correct address: “Young Master Ji.”
A hint of disappointment flashed in Ji Buhuan’s eyes. Ever since his mother died, Brother Chao had become distant from him.
Su Huan paused, unable to resist asking one more question: “Isn’t Young Master Ji in Jile City? Why are you here?”
Ji Buhuan looked confused: “How does Brother Chao know I went to Jile City?”
Then he realized that news traveled fast among cultivators, and he hadn’t concealed his identity on this trip, so he didn’t think much of it and replied: “This is the only way back to Liujin Continent from Central Continent. Father called me back.”
Su Huan raised an eyebrow, noticing that Ji Buhuan was alone. He must have run away privately again.
But judging by the tone, his relationship with Ji Heng seemed quite good now.
Su Huan was a little confused.
At this moment, Ji Buhuan’s gaze fell behind him, a hint of teasing amusement in his eyes: “Brother Chao, aren’t you going to introduce me?”
“?”
Turning his head and seeing a certain figure, Su Huan finally remembered how he and the Black Lotus looked right now.
His entire face flushed crimson: “It’s not what you think! This, this is… my Junior Brother. He’s had some trouble with his mind recently, which is why he’s so dependent on me.”
Just then, Xiao Jianming blinked his black eyes, tilted his head while looking at Ji Buhuan, as if questioning why there were two Brother Buhuans.
He looked back at Su Huan, hugged him even tighter, and showed a pure, foolish smile: “Brother Buhuan!”
Su Huan’s heart stopped. He quickly pulled the hands off his waist and covered the other man’s mouth.
He simultaneously observed Ji Buhuan’s reaction out of the corner of his eye, ready to run at any moment.
Ji Buhuan did show a trace of surprise, opening his mouth, but then said: “Brother Chao, you don’t need to be like this. Even if he… has some congenital deficiencies, there’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
Su Huan just wanted to escape the scene now, so he gave an awkward smile and accepted the misunderstanding.
The scene fell silent for a moment.
Fortunately, Ji Buhuan wasn’t a talkative person. Seeing that Su Huan had nothing more to say, he nodded slightly and walked toward his own room.
Su Huan breathed a sigh of relief, pulling Xiao Jianming to go downstairs and check out, but suddenly heard Ji Buhuan call out to him from behind:
“By the way, Brother Chao.”
Ji Buhuan hesitated for a moment, then asked: “Are you and Brother Ningzhou… doing well?”
Su Huan chuckled awkwardly: “Very well.”
Ji Buhuan understood, asked no further questions, and turned to leave.
Su Huan immediately fled the area with Xiao Jianming, even abandoning the idea of asking the innkeeper for a refund.
It was a joke! This place was right next to Liujin Continent, the location of the Ji family’s old nest!
If Ji Heng found out, both he and the Black Lotus would be finished!
Fearing they would be caught a second later, Su Huan took out the escape artifact Senior Sister Feng had given him—a spirit boat. He installed the spirit stones he had been reluctant to waste and drove toward Xuanji Sect at the fastest possible speed. After consuming a full ten thousand spirit stones, he dared to slow down.
He didn’t know where they had arrived, but it was another desolate mountain wilderness.
His released divine sense couldn’t find any towns, so Su Huan had no choice but to squeeze into the small boat with Xiao Jianming for the night.
Cultivators didn’t need sleep, but he did.
The night was cold. Su Huan looked at the person next to him, who was like a furnace, and an idea flashed through his mind. He openly embraced the idiot version of the Black Lotus and slept warmly.
Although he was afraid of the Black Lotus, what did that have to do with the idiot version?
Little did he know that even an idiot could harbor lust, especially toward the object of his obsession.
In the haze of sleep, Su Huan felt something pressing against his waist.
Xiao Jianming gently bit his ear, whimpering softly.
While whimpering, he called out: “Brother Buhuan… uncomfortable…”
Su Huan: “!”
He was instantly filled with regret.
He hadn’t expected that even though the man was foolish, he would still have physiological reactions!
Xiao Jianming began rubbing against him.
Su Huan quickly stopped him: “Wait a minute, don’t move!”
Xiao Jianming looked at him with watery eyes, whimpering: “Brother Buhuan…”
He looked truly pitiful.
Su Huan felt awkward and uncomfortable all over, struggling to say: “I’ll go out first, you solve it yourself…”
Unexpectedly, Xiao Jianming grabbed him and refused to let go, even pulling his hand downward.
Su Huan panicked, feeling reluctant.
Xiao Jianming looked at him pitifully: “Uncomfortable…”
“No, this has nothing to do with me…” Well, maybe it did have something to do with him.
If he hadn’t pulled the Black Lotus in to act as a warm furnace, perhaps such an embarrassing situation wouldn’t have occurred.
He had brought this upon himself.
Su Huan had no choice. His eyes flickered, and he stopped resisting.
It wasn’t until his wrist was sore and his palm was rubbed raw that the ordeal was finally over.
Su Huan wiped his hands clean and yawned, exhausted. He immediately fell asleep.
Because of this, he failed to notice the pair of pitch-black eyes that had been watching him, the ink-like color in them seeming to lighten slightly.
Xiao Jianming leaned over and hugged him, his tone somewhat happy: “Brother Buhuan!”
Su Huan mumbled a response in his sleep and turned over, falling into a deep slumber.
When he woke up again, nothing unusual had happened.
Su Huan breathed a sigh of relief.
He really didn’t want to wake up in another strange place.