Soaring of Galaxia

"He did spoke a few words. However, from my observation, Lord Mu Rong was more concerned about you, and did not show much intention of blaming you. Only, he was worried about you heading to other Forbidden Spiritual Zones. Thus, he had come out to search for you."

Instantly, the mental knot that had twisted Mu Rong Xu’s brows greatly relaxed. It seemed that the cloud melted and mists dispersed, all of her worries crumbled like the melting ice.

Little Bamboo even heaved a sigh of relief. She gently caressed her chest and said with a relieved tone: "Thank goodness, it appears that the Lord did not blame Mistress. Then I will not get punished by him."

This little girl had been worried that she would get punished by the Lord for escaping with her mistress. Hearing the tone of Qin Wushuang, her Lord had not been consumed by rage.

Qin Wushuang said with a smile: "Little Bamboo, Lord Mu Rong is broad-minded. Certainly he would not blame you guys for such a trivial matter."

"Does this mean that Lord did not object to Mistress leaving the Floating Snow House?" Lights of happiness emerged from Little Bamboo’s pupils while asking with a chuckle.

"At least I didn’t see any intention of opposition." Qin Wushuang said honestly.

"Good, great!" Little Bamboo revealed smiles of exultation as she turned around to speak to Miss Mu Rong, "Mistress, did you hear that, it seemed that from the bottom of his heart, Lord also didn’t want you to marry that Luo Ting."

Miss Mu Rong’s beautiful face blushed slightly and said with a displeased tone: "Little Bamboo, don’t talk about other people’s business, it will disgrace Young Master Qin’s ears."

Since the load on her mind had been relieved, Little Bamboo’s mood had become even more joyous. She said with a mischievous smile: "Mistress, since Young Master Qin had gone to the Xuan Yuan Mound, he must have learned about you. Is that right, Young Master Qin?"

Qin Wushuang did not want to cover up his faults. If he tried to disguise it, it would appear more awkward. At the moment, he did not deny it and said with a smile: "I did hear some of it. I am also extremely impressed by your courage and determination, Miss Mu Rong."

Although Mistress Mu Rong was naturally graceful, hearing Qin Wushuang discussing the matter of how she escaped from the engagement, she was somewhat embarrassed. She did not seem to know where to look with her limpid eyes and appeared somewhat conserved.

Qin Wushuang was good at understanding others as he knew the thoughts of Mistress Mu Rong. He immediately changed the topic and asked: "Miss Mu Rong, what places have you gone in your journey?"

"I only travelled around sightseeing different human countries. Young Master Qin, where are you heading on your next trip?"

Qin Wushuang fixed his determined gaze towards the direction of the Dispersed Praying Mountain. Remaining silent, his eyes was full of coldness and murderous intent.

Possessing a pure heart and spirit, Mu Rong Xu immediately guessed something when she saw Qin Wushuang’s eyes: "Young Master Qin, are you going to stop those freelance martial artists crossing the border, at the Dispersed Praying Mountain?"

Appearing agape and tongue-tied, Little Bamboo muttered and mumbled: "You are going to withstand all those people, by yourself? Young Master Qin, this is too dangerous!"

Qin Wushuang revealed a bitter smile: "What other options do I have? If I let those freelance martial artists pass the border, if there are a few deranged people that starts a massacre in the human countries, I would be a criminal condemned by history."

"No, Young Master Qin, this is not your fault." Mu Rong Xu had always spoke at a leisurely pace, yet she sounded somewhat anxious now.

"Although it’s not my fault, the matter was caused by me. Miss Mu Rong, I’ve already made up my mind." Qin Wushuang’s tone was firm.

Mu Rong Xu looked at Qin Wushuang blankly and there was a trace of undisguised concern in her eyes. However, she looked at Qin Wushuang’s determined expression and gave a long sigh inwardly. In the end, she did not try to persuade him.

Qin Wushuang said: "Miss Mu Rong, do not worry. I understand the severity of the business. If I cannot sustain myself, I will have other options."

"Young Master Qin, you better be careful. By the way, where are your two helpers?" Suddenly, Little Bamboo looked around.

Whenever someone met with Qin Wushuang, it seems that they had to ask about Bao Bao and Lone.

"They... We’ve lost touch temporarily."

Mu Rong Xu raised her head in astonishment. Apparently, she had heard the bleakness in Qin Wushuang’s tone. She could not help but ask: "Could something have happened to Bao Bao?"

Giving a long sigh, Qin Wushuang said stubbornly: "They will be fine."

In the midst of their conversation, a burst of noise emerged from downstairs of the inn. It sounded like a lot of people were quarreling and seemed to lift the entire inn.

"Little Bamboo, go down and see what’s happening."

Little Bamboo acquiesced and walked out. In a moment, she reappeared and spoke impatiently before entering the door: "Mistress, a lot of freelance martial artists have come and are requesting to stay at the inn. However, this inn is full and cannot take them. These freelance martial artists were accusing the inn of tricking them. They were engaged in a scuffle."

The complexion on Qin Wushuang’s face changed slightly: "Already here?"

In a flash, he rushed downstairs. Indeed as Little Bamboo had said, the main hall of the inn was overflowing with different freelance martial artists. As Qin Wushuang glanced across, he saw that the majority of these freelance martial artists were between the Initial and Middle Stage of the Spiritual Martial Force. Apparently, their level of strength was not high.

Some had not even entered the Upper Sky Spiritual Martial Force.

It was clear that these freelance martial artists should have come from the human countries. Their clothing also showcased this aspect.

That shop assistant explained with a miserable face: "Masters, I truly did not lie to you all. The inn is full. There are no rooms to spare. Or else would we chase the guests out? Who would have imagined that normally, the number of guests were sparse. But in the past two days, guests have increased all of a sudden. Not just for our inn, the other inn is in the same situation."

Those martial artists remained persistent and cried out: "I don’t care. Whether you make the guests who are staying here first group together and free up some rooms, or else, we will not leave today. We will create a commotion for the entire night, they will not think about resting!"

That shop assistant did not know whether to laugh or to cry: "I say, my guests, it’s not the way to trade using coercion. How many of the guests that stays here practise Buddhism. How about you all talk to them. Us business people cannot afford to offend anyone."

"This way, you cannot offend them, but you can offend us, right?"

"Yes, aren’t you plainly bullying us?"

"What kind of broken shop is it. I will tell you that us Masters will stay here for the night. After these next few days, we will not come to stay even if you beg us."

"Ha ha, after a few days, we are not even sure if this inn will still be here. To put it one step ahead, it would be another story whether if the Sky Breaking City will still be here."

These freelance martial artists started to talk actively and exchanged conversation with one another.

Hearing these words, Qin Wushuang was moved inwardly. He walked down and asked a young freelance martial artist: "Bro, what do you mean by what you said?"

When that young man saw Qin Wushuang’s awe-imposing manner, he was also somewhat vigilant as he asked with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "What do you mean? I think you want to train at the Dispersed Praying Mountain right? I advise you to return home quickly!"

"Why is that?" Vividly, Qin Wushuang had already guessed to some degree, but still asked deliberately.

"Did you not hear? Large groups of martial artists from the Xuan Yuan Mound are rushing from the south. They’ve already arrived at the border of the Dispersed Praying Mountain and would charge through it to enter the human countries at any time. Recently, many freelance martial artists of the Dispersed Praying Mountain have received news early on and left there. Everyone could not afford to get involved in this muddy water."

Qin Wushuang pretended to be surprised: "The Xuan Yuan Mound is the Forbidden Spiritual Zone and usually not involved with the human countries. Why did those freelance martial artists come to the human countries?"

"Brother, so you have no clue right. A major figure had appeared in our human countries and caused the Forbidden Spiritual Zone to become jealous. This time, they had come to steal the Divine Treasures. Ha, I am afraid a storm of bloody rain and stinky wind will sweep through the human countries soon. Everyone better watch out for themselves."

"This way, those martial artists have already entered the Disperse Praying Mountain?" Qin Wushuang asked.

"Although not yet, I think it will be soon. About now, they should have arrived?"

Qin Wushuang did not ask anymore questions and walked out in quick strides. He went around the different inns at the Sky Breaking city and indeed, the situation everywhere was the same.

All the inns were filled with freelance martial artists retreating from the Dispersed Praying Mountain.

Qin Wushuang secretly observed and was only reassured after he had verified that no elite warriors of the Xuan Yuan Mound had mixed in with them. Just as he was walking back towards that inn, suddenly, he remembered that he also did not conduct a check in. If he returned now, most likely he would not be able to find a place to stay. Immediately, he stopped his footsteps and headed towards the union of the Sky Breaking city.

"Miss, Young Master Qin has left." Little Bamboo’s tone was somewhat anxious.

Mu Rong Xu gave an "um" sound. She looked towards the night scenery outside the window with her starlight resplendent pupil. Although appearing somewhat dazed, her stern expression would not leave one unable to guess what she was thinking.

After a while, she gave a light sigh.

"Miss, why do you always sigh whenever you see Young Master Qin?"

This time, Mu Rong Xu did not chide her and said with a serene tone: "Little Bamboo, inside the heart of Young Master Qin, he’s much more bitter than me. Did you feel that?"

Little Bamboo had a straightforward personality as she shook her head: "No! I think Young Master Qin is quite calm. However, if I encountered this matter, I certainly would not know what to do."

"I feel that for some matters, it was not convenient for him to speak it to me."

"Could it be that Lord had spoke to him about something? And made him feel somewhat obstructed?" Little Bamboo said while thinking herself as clever.

"I don’t think so. I feel that it should be related to the Heavenly Luo Daoist sect." When Mu Rong Xu mentioned the Heavenly Luo Daoist sect, the fingers of her two hands tangled and made her appeared somewhat frustrated.

"Mistress, it should not be allowed for these freelance martial artists to cross the border, right?"

Mu Rong Xu said with some anger: "According to the strict rule of the ten-thousand-year contract, it’s definitely not allowed. However, the contract is dead. If no one enforces it, then it’s just a piece of blank paper. Additionally, the freelance martial artists are not as powerful as those in the sects. They can play guerilla warfare and leave after the battle. It’s difficult to charge them for this crime."

"However, if the Heavenly Emperor was to restrict them, they can still do it?" Little Bamboo protruded her mouth, "I think Young Master Qin should file a complaint to the Heavenly Emperor Mountain!"

"Going to the Heavenly Emperor Mountain..." Mu Rong Xu gave a long sigh, "I am afraid some people will not even allow him to get close to the Heavenly Emperor Mountain. Additionally, even if he goes there, it’s still a problem whether he can meet with the Heavenly Emperor. Currently, the Heavenly Emperor Qin clan is surrounded by enemies. There are a great opposition to him, a Qin disciple requesting a meeting with the Emperor."

"What should we do?" Little Bamboo mumbled and suddenly, her eyes lit up, "Mistress, how about we take a trip to the Heavenly Emperor Mountain?"

Presently, Mu Rong Xu had also arrived at this bold thought. Hearing Little Bamboo mentioning it, she could not help but feel a rush of excitement!