A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 93: Just Being Yourself Is Enough

Zhang Gou’er thought this Old Emperor’s smile was even scarier than his crying.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, “B...Big Brother... I finally found you too. From now on, we brothers will live the good life together! Big Brother... your hand pressing on my head kinda hurts.”

The Old Emperor pressed Zhang Gou’er’s head and laughed maniacally.

“Ahahahahaha!!!”

“Big Brother... c-can you stop laughing? You’re scaring me a little.”

The Old Emperor grabbed Zhang Gou’er by the arm and marched straight toward the Ascension Platform.

Then he tossed Zhang Gou’er onto it with one big swing.

“Hahaha, I did it, I’m gonna make it!”

“Brother, if you wanna blame something, blame your bad luck.”

“Mm...”

The Old Emperor stared at Zhang Gou’er, puzzled. “Why isn’t it lighting up? Why is the Ascension Platform not reacting? What’s going on?”

Zhang Gou’er was already trembling like a leaf.

The Old Emperor grabbed him by the collar. “What’s going on, why isn’t it lighting up!!”

Zhang Gou’er was about to p*ss himself—this was your thing, and you’re asking me?

“Why don’t you have any cultivation? Is it because you’re not a cultivator?”

The Old Emperor asked angrily.

Zhang Gou’er: “I... I... after transmigrating here, I didn’t have any cultivation aptitude, I couldn’t cultivate at all.”

The Old Emperor roared, “Trash! You’re the most useless transmigrator I’ve ever seen.

If you can’t cultivate, can’t you do business? Can’t you do something else?

Can’t you rely on your own efforts, little by little, to survive in this world?

Look at me! I climbed step by step, inherited the throne from my father the Emperor, and only then did I make it this far!!

And you? All you do is freeload and wait to die—garbage!

Such a disgrace to transmigrators... wait a minute!”

The Old Emperor suddenly came to a realization.

He stared hard at Zhang Gou’er.

“You... you’re really a transmigrator?”

“For real!” Zhang Gou’er nodded frantically.

The Old Emperor’s eyes darted, “Now listen to the question: My grandma walks very fast. So, how many meters can she walk in a minute?

A. 800 kilometers per minute. B. 80,000 kilometers per minute. C. 800 million kilometers per minute!”

Zhang Gou’er froze.

“Answer me. How many meters can my grandma walk per minute?”

Zhang Gou’er: “C.”

When in doubt, pick C.

Zhang Gou’er remembered what that person had once told him.

“Smack!!”

The Old Emperor slapped him across the face.

“Who the h*ll are you!?”

Zhang Gou’er dropped straight to his knees.

“Your Majesty, spare me! My name’s Zhang Gou’er. Someone told me if I said that, I’d live a life of glory and riches with no worries for food and drink. Please, Your Majesty, have mercy, Your Majesty!”

“Who? Who was that person?”

“I... I don’t know them...”

“What did they look like?”

“I... I don’t remember!!”

The Old Emperor slammed his hand onto Zhang Gou’er’s head and began soul-searching for his memories.

Amid Zhang Gou’er’s wails,

The Old Emperor saw all of Zhang Gou’er’s memories.

But he didn’t find anything useful.

“What’s going on, what the h*ll is going on....”

Zhang Gou’er was dead.

Forceful soul-searching—even cultivators would either suffer soul damage and turn into vegetables, or have their cultivation foundation shattered and never cultivate again.

As for ordinary people, soul-searching equals certain death.

“B*stard! You dared to scheme against me!!”

“Golden Armor Guards, find him! Find him for me!!”

The Old Emperor suddenly crushed Zhang Gou’er’s skull and reached into his body, pulling out a tiny insect.

A Gu worm!

The Old Emperor stared at the Gu worm.

The Gu worm stared right back.

The Old Emperor pulled a smile and said to it:

“I know you can see me right now. Nice trick!

Fellow countryman, we’re both from the same world—why don’t you come out and have a chat, talk about home...”

The Gu worm began to dissolve on its own.

Clearly, the other party had no intention of talking.

“I will catch you! No matter where you run, even to the ends of the earth, I will catch you!!”

The Old Emperor roared in fury, a gut-wrenching scream.

Mount Shushan, Silver Sword Peak.

In the midst of his meditation, Li Xuanxiao murmured softly:

“I’ll wait for the day you find me.”

“..............”

Inside the straw hut.

Li Xuanxiao let out a quiet sigh.

As expected, the second most complicated thing in this world is the human heart.

As for the first... it’s obviously math problems.

A fellow countryman meeting another from the same world, and he still backstabs you.

Good thing he’d kept seventy, eighty, ninety extra precautions—or else he wouldn’t have lived to see tomorrow’s sun.

The key question was—why was that Old Emperor so obsessed with finding him?

From all the signs, it seemed the Old Emperor wanted to use him to complete some kind of ritual.

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But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn’t figure it out.

What surprised Li Xuanxiao even more was that his little Junior Sister Zhao Lu still had half a transmigrator system on her.

Thankfully, long, long ago, he had Zhao Lu swear a Great Dao Oath never to reveal anything about him to anyone.

Still felt a bit unsafe though... might as well add a few more safeguards.

Right now, the enemy’s in the light, he’s in the dark.

Advantage: him.

Can’t be careless, but also can’t be scared sh*tless and mess up his plans.

Continue leveling up, and make sure Mount Shushan survives.

That way, even if the enemy finds out who he is, they wouldn’t dare barge into Mount Shushan to snatch anyone!

As long as Mount Shushan backs him, he’ll be undefeatable.

Li Xuanxiao nodded thoughtfully.

“If only I had Senior Brother Lu Ziyin’s cultivation talent.”

Li Xuanxiao couldn’t help but think.

He was already thirty this year, and only just reached the Golden Core Stage.

But Senior Brother Lu hit the Spirit Transformation Stage by forty.

Terrifying!

But then, thinking about Senior Brother Lu’s IQ...

He really has cultivation talent.

And IQ? He has cultivation talent.

The second this thought started forming, Li Xuanxiao chanted the Clear Heart Mantra multiple times.

If it turned into an inner demon someday, that’d be a real problem.

Just being yourself is enough.

“...........”

These days, Li Xuanxiao felt Mount Shushan had gotten much quieter.

Let’s hope this isn’t just the calm before the storm.

All day he taught Junior Brothers and Sisters, practiced cultivation.

Roamed around, checked for any security flaws in Mount Shushan.

Kept an eye on suspicious individuals.

All in all, life was great.

At this moment, Li Xuanxiao had just left the Herb Garden.

Mist swirled like delicate gauze at times, and like rolling thick smoke at others.

A light breeze brushed by, and a sweet, clear birdsong rang through the mountains.

A group of immortal cranes danced gracefully in the sky.

A fresh breeze blew gently, carrying the unique fragrance of the mountains and a dense aura of spiritual energy.

He took a deep breath of the spirit-filled air, feeling all his pores open up and the impurities in his body pushed out. His body and mind felt thoroughly nourished and relaxed.

So refreshing~

If cultivation wasn’t about all that killing, and it stayed like this, wouldn’t that be perfect?

Li Xuanxiao arrived at Menial Peak, as usual, bringing warmth to the canteen Aunt.