TheNobleFarmer - A Medical Cultivator Forced to Change Jobs - Chapter 55
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Chapter 55: Taichu Sword Master
Because Lin Yuchu had generously offered a seventy-thirty split, the black-clothed youth’s favorable impression of him soared.
“Sure enough, good people get good rewards.”
The black-clothed youth said this with smug delight. His gaze turned toward Lin Yuchu before him, and his tone was filled with incomparable emotion. “I saved you, and then I got a huge sum of money.”
“…” Lin Yuchu.
He looked him over, thinking, Just how poor must you be…
To understand that so deeply.
To the impoverished black-clothed youth, anyone willing to share money with him was a good person, a good brother!
Such a simple, and in a certain sense, very realistic way of thinking left one speechless.
The black-clothed youth, who had already taken Lin Yuchu as a brother in his heart, had sharp brows, deep contours, and a handsome, well-defined face. Yet a bright and open smile appeared on that face, completely opposite to his slightly cold, hard-to-approach air. He said to Lin Yuchu before him, “My name is Gu Chun.”
“From now on, we’re good brothers who’ve been through life and death together!” he said to Lin Yuchu with sincere feeling.
When Lin Yuchu heard this, he thought, This counts as a life-and-death bond?
Then your life is really far too simple.
“Gu Chun?”
Lin Yuchu looked at the handsome black-clothed youth before him, with his sharp brows, and repeated those two words.
Hearing him,
Gu Chun lifted his eyes. His dark, black eyes looked at him, and he smiled. “What?”
“Is there something special about my name?” he asked.
“No,” Lin Yuchu said. He looked at him. “I just think the name Gu Not-So-Chun suits you better.”
Someone who could casually use a life-saving favor to extort two hundred spiritual stones—could he really be called pure?
Hearing this, Gu Chun, who understood the implication in his words, immediately burst into laughter. There was not the slightest bit of embarrassment on his face as he said, “Isn’t that still because I’m poor?”
After saying that, he reached back and patted the sword strapped to his back. “My entire family fortune has gone to supporting this ancestor. It sure can eat.”
“Sigh! It’s eaten me poor.”
Gu Chun’s face showed a helpless expression that said, “I’m desperate too, but what can I do? I can only spoil it!”
After hearing this,
Lin Yuchu glanced at the sword on his back, which had already been returned to its sheath. His expression turned thoughtful.
This sword sheath had been forged less than ten years ago.
But his sword was an ancient sword of a thousand years.
The sheath was not the original sheath, but one forged later.
Even so, this sheath alone was no ordinary object.
Lin Yuchu had keen eyes. With one glance, he could tell that the black, ancient-looking sheath had been made from one complete piece of abyss black iron at least seven hundred years old.
If not for such a material, it would have been unable to suppress the baleful killing aura of that thousand-year-old ancient sword.
And seven-hundred-year-old abyss black iron was only barely able to suppress it.
As that ancient sword drank blood, it would become fiercer and fiercer, and also increasingly difficult to suppress.
If even the sheath was like this, one could imagine what the sword itself was like.
A person willing to use seven-hundred-year-old abyss black iron to forge a sword sheath would certainly be even more willing to exhaust effort and wealth to nurture the sword itself.
After glancing at the sword carried on the black-clothed youth’s back, Lin Yuchu somewhat understood why he was so poor.
He had clearly managed to obtain an invitation from the Sword Alliance, yet was still so impoverished and destitute.
“Lin Yuchu.”
Lin Yuchu looked at Gu Chun before him, his face cold, his voice faint as he said, “Lin as in double wood, Yuchu as in the rain just clearing.”
“Young Master, your name sounds really nice!”
When Gu Chun heard this, he immediately said, “Just like you.”
How is it like me?
Lin Yuchu thought this, then glanced at the black-clothed youth before him and said, “I’m leaving.”
Hearing this, Gu Chun immediately said, “Young Master, you’re going to Bright Moon Capital too, right?”
“Meeting is fate. Why don’t we travel together?”
He looked at Lin Yuchu before him, his smile like the bright sun at dawn, revealing snow-white teeth as he spoke in a frank and cheerful voice.
“…” Lin Yuchu.
He glanced at Gu Chun before him and thought, Did I tell you my name for nothing?
This person was doing it on purpose, wasn’t he?
However, Lin Yuchu was not familiar enough with him to address each other by name. The two of them were merely strangers who had met by chance, so…
Lin Yuchu frowned and did not deliberately correct his form of address.
In any case, when the words “Young Master” came out of this person’s mouth, there was not the slightest hint of respect or humility. It was just an ordinary, casual form of address.
Let him do as he liked.
Because the two of them had the same destination, just as Gu Chun said, they were traveling the same way. So there was no need to refuse his suggestion.
Not refusing was better than refusing.
Therefore, although Lin Yuchu did not especially want another person by his side on the journey, in the end, he still did not refuse. With an indifferent expression, he nodded and agreed.
On the contrary, when Gu Chun saw that he had agreed, unexpected delight appeared on his face. He said cheerfully, “Then let me, Gu Chun, clear the way ahead for Young Master.”
Lin Yuchu glanced at him and thought, This person really loved putting on a show.
After that,
For the remaining half of the road to Bright Moon Capital, the two traveled together as companions.
…
When the news that Lin Yuchu had encountered Gu Chun on the road, that the two of them had become acquainted through dividing the spoils, and that they were traveling together as companions spread back to the Immortal Alliance,
Everyone in the Immortal Alliance: “…”
Holy shit!
These two had actually met this time!
Every previous time, although these two had been in the same realm, and although their names had also been mentioned together countless times, discussed and compared together,
The two of them had never once met or had any interaction.
Not even once.
They were clearly in the same cultivation world. They were clearly both renowned, legendary figures who stirred the winds and clouds. Yet the two of them had never had any actual intersection, apart from countless people placing the two of them together in discussion countless times.
If the sword-wielding Rain Emperor met Gu Chun, the Taichu Sword Master, who would be superior?
Some said, That would obviously be Gu Chun. Gu Chun reigns supreme in the Sword Path. Once the Taichu Sword is drawn, who can contend with it? As for the Rain Emperor, although he is powerful, his sword is only a weapon for killing, not the pure and strongest Sword Path. In terms of the Sword Path, the Taichu Sword Master is unmatched.
Others said, No one has ever survived beneath my Rain Emperor’s sword. Whoever he wants to kill must die. So what if he is the Taichu Sword Master? He cannot block one strike from my Rain Emperor.
Those standing with the Taichu Sword Master were immediately unconvinced. They sneered, The faces of the Rain Emperor’s subjects are truly huge. You’re all so loyal in protecting your lord. Does your Rain Emperor know?
Did the Taichu Sword Master give you money? Why are you backing him so hard? By those standing with the Rain Emperor.
The phrase “Did the Taichu Sword Master give you money?” was an extremely famous joke in the cultivation world. Everyone knew that Gu Chun, the Taichu Sword Master, was poor. Not only was he poor, he was also especially stingy.
So there was a saying in the cultivation world: Did the Taichu Sword Master give you money? Why are you risking your lives for him like this?
From this, it could be seen—
Gu Chun’s poverty was a lifelong poverty, a poverty known to everyone in the entire cultivation world.
Although in every previous life, the question of who was stronger between the Rain Emperor and the Taichu Sword Master had already been discussed, or rather fought over, countless times,
Because these two had never appeared in the same frame, let alone crossed swords,
The answer remained unknown.
However, this time—
Lin Yuchu and Gu Chun had met.
They had met when they were young and insignificant.
Inside the Immortal Alliance, everything was silent.
The immortal lords remained silent for a long time. No one spoke.
Only after a long while
Did Immortal Venerable Yuquan, Lan Cui, sigh and say, “Man’s schemes are no match for Heaven’s. One step goes awry, and every step after follows.”
From the moment Jiang sent Lin Yuchu to Lin Yunheng’s side, everything had been disrupted.
The former Rain Emperor had come from humble origins. At the very beginning, he had merely been an ordinary, poor, insignificant little person. Even setting foot on the immortal path had only been a twist of fate. Who could have known that in the end, he would have such immense fortune, stirring the entire cultivation world and overturning heaven and earth?
The Rain Emperor, who had been born poor and insignificant, naturally had no opportunity to go to Bright Moon Capital for the Sword Path Grand Competition, much less stand on the same stage and debate swords with Gu Chun, the Taichu Sword Master.
Compared with Gu Chun, who had an orthodox background and came from the number one sword sect under heaven, the Kunlun Sword Sect,
The Rain Emperor’s Sword Path was something he had carved out by slaughtering his way forward. Rather than calling it the Sword Path, it was more accurate to call it the path of killing.
In his hand, the sword was nothing more than a handy weapon for murder.
No kin, no friends, no sect, alone in the world—the Rain Emperor.
His sword was destined to be lonely.
Because he was lonely, he killed without restraint.
Because he killed, he was alone.
Because he was alone, he generously sacrificed himself for the Dao.
It was not that the Rain Emperor had no Dao. Rather, his righteousness surpassed all living beings. He had a Dao in his heart, and therefore he was never lost.
These were words later spoken by the Sword Emperor, who had always admired the Rain Emperor, who had tried to recruit him several times, had always been refused, and had never given up, after the Rain Emperor fell.
“The chessboard is in chaos. I hope that in the final game… it can be broken.” Lan Cui sighed as he spoke.
Every time before this, the end had only been a dead game with no solution.
This time…
This time was different from before.
It had been different from the very beginning.
The former fate no longer counted.
Then could the ending also be changed?
…
On the day before the Sword Path Grand Competition began,
Lin Yuchu and Gu Chun finally arrived at Bright Moon Capital.
The two of them stood at the gates of Bright Moon Capital, waiting to enter the city.
The Sword Path Grand Competition held by the Sword Alliance was a grand event of the Sword Path, and thus countless sword cultivators from every corner of the cultivation world had gathered in Bright Moon Capital.
Lin Yuchu and Gu Chun could be considered late arrivals, so they did not line up for too long before it was their turn.
When the city guards guarding the gate saw the two of them, their brows immediately furrowed. On the proper-featured, stern, cold face of the guard, tanned to a bronze color by the sun, several traces of disapproval appeared at once. He said, “Only the two of you? No adults from your families accompanying you?”
Lin Yuchu had an aloof, elegant, and pampered air about him. His face was expressionless, and with one look, he was clearly a child of an extraordinary aristocratic family.
Merely standing there, his whole bearing was out of the ordinary, different from others.
The city guard thought, Could this be another young master from some family who secretly ran away?
City guards disliked dealing with young masters like this most of all, young masters of noble and extraordinary birth with bad tempers. So he skipped over Lin Yuchu and addressed Gu Chun, the sword-carrying youth behind him who looked like an attendant in his simple, plain black clothes. In a deep voice, he said, “Without a travel pass, you cannot enter the city.”
He was treating them as youths who had run away from home. As soon as Gu Chun heard his words, he understood the implication. Then he smiled brightly and said, “A travel pass? We don’t have one.”
Sure enough!
His guess confirmed, the expression on the city guard’s face immediately became severe. His cold gaze fixed on the two of them, and his words were sharp and uncompromising as he said, “No travel pass, no entry.”
“Go back at once!”
Hearing this, Lin Yuchu turned his head and looked at Gu Chun behind him.
His dark, clear eyes stared at him. What are you planning?
Gu Chun gave him a look telling him to stay calm, then lifted his head. Facing the city guard before him, his face filled with pleading, he begged with deep sincerity, “But it wasn’t easy for us. We went through so much hardship to get here. Please, let our young master in!”
“…” Lin Yuchu.
Eh?
Young master…
Could the young master you’re talking about be…
Me?
Lin Yuchu, the young master who had been pushed forward, stared expressionlessly at Gu Chun before him, who was full of drama from head to toe, his eyes dark and deep.
So this was your plan. You’ve been following me all along with ulterior motives, using me!
Lin Yuchu, who had always been the one to trick others, had carelessly fallen into someone else’s pit. It felt a little vexing.
Chapter 55: Taichu Sword Master
Because Lin Yuchu had generously offered a seventy-thirty split, the black-clothed youth’s favorable impression of him soared.
“Sure enough, good people get good rewards.”
The black-clothed youth said this with smug delight. His gaze turned toward Lin Yuchu before him, and his tone was filled with incomparable emotion. “I saved you, and then I got a huge sum of money.”
“…” Lin Yuchu.
He looked him over, thinking, Just how poor must you be…
To understand that so deeply.
To the impoverished black-clothed youth, anyone willing to share money with him was a good person, a good brother!
Such a simple, and in a certain sense, very realistic way of thinking left one speechless.
The black-clothed youth, who had already taken Lin Yuchu as a brother in his heart, had sharp brows, deep contours, and a handsome, well-defined face. Yet a bright and open smile appeared on that face, completely opposite to his slightly cold, hard-to-approach air. He said to Lin Yuchu before him, “My name is Gu Chun.”
“From now on, we’re good brothers who’ve been through life and death together!” he said to Lin Yuchu with sincere feeling.
When Lin Yuchu heard this, he thought, This counts as a life-and-death bond?
Then your life is really far too simple.
“Gu Chun?”
Lin Yuchu looked at the handsome black-clothed youth before him, with his sharp brows, and repeated those two words.
Hearing him,
Gu Chun lifted his eyes. His dark, black eyes looked at him, and he smiled. “What?”
“Is there something special about my name?” he asked.
“No,” Lin Yuchu said. He looked at him. “I just think the name Gu Not-So-Chun suits you better.”
Someone who could casually use a life-saving favor to extort two hundred spiritual stones—could he really be called pure?
Hearing this, Gu Chun, who understood the implication in his words, immediately burst into laughter. There was not the slightest bit of embarrassment on his face as he said, “Isn’t that still because I’m poor?”
After saying that, he reached back and patted the sword strapped to his back. “My entire family fortune has gone to supporting this ancestor. It sure can eat.”
“Sigh! It’s eaten me poor.”
Gu Chun’s face showed a helpless expression that said, “I’m desperate too, but what can I do? I can only spoil it!”
After hearing this,
Lin Yuchu glanced at the sword on his back, which had already been returned to its sheath. His expression turned thoughtful.
This sword sheath had been forged less than ten years ago.
But his sword was an ancient sword of a thousand years.
The sheath was not the original sheath, but one forged later.
Even so, this sheath alone was no ordinary object.
Lin Yuchu had keen eyes. With one glance, he could tell that the black, ancient-looking sheath had been made from one complete piece of abyss black iron at least seven hundred years old.
If not for such a material, it would have been unable to suppress the baleful killing aura of that thousand-year-old ancient sword.
And seven-hundred-year-old abyss black iron was only barely able to suppress it.
As that ancient sword drank blood, it would become fiercer and fiercer, and also increasingly difficult to suppress.
If even the sheath was like this, one could imagine what the sword itself was like.
A person willing to use seven-hundred-year-old abyss black iron to forge a sword sheath would certainly be even more willing to exhaust effort and wealth to nurture the sword itself.
After glancing at the sword carried on the black-clothed youth’s back, Lin Yuchu somewhat understood why he was so poor.
He had clearly managed to obtain an invitation from the Sword Alliance, yet was still so impoverished and destitute.
“Lin Yuchu.”
Lin Yuchu looked at Gu Chun before him, his face cold, his voice faint as he said, “Lin as in double wood, Yuchu as in the rain just clearing.”
“Young Master, your name sounds really nice!”
When Gu Chun heard this, he immediately said, “Just like you.”
How is it like me?
Lin Yuchu thought this, then glanced at the black-clothed youth before him and said, “I’m leaving.”
Hearing this, Gu Chun immediately said, “Young Master, you’re going to Bright Moon Capital too, right?”
“Meeting is fate. Why don’t we travel together?”
He looked at Lin Yuchu before him, his smile like the bright sun at dawn, revealing snow-white teeth as he spoke in a frank and cheerful voice.
“…” Lin Yuchu.
He glanced at Gu Chun before him and thought, Did I tell you my name for nothing?
This person was doing it on purpose, wasn’t he?
However, Lin Yuchu was not familiar enough with him to address each other by name. The two of them were merely strangers who had met by chance, so…
Lin Yuchu frowned and did not deliberately correct his form of address.
In any case, when the words “Young Master” came out of this person’s mouth, there was not the slightest hint of respect or humility. It was just an ordinary, casual form of address.
Let him do as he liked.
Because the two of them had the same destination, just as Gu Chun said, they were traveling the same way. So there was no need to refuse his suggestion.
Not refusing was better than refusing.
Therefore, although Lin Yuchu did not especially want another person by his side on the journey, in the end, he still did not refuse. With an indifferent expression, he nodded and agreed.
On the contrary, when Gu Chun saw that he had agreed, unexpected delight appeared on his face. He said cheerfully, “Then let me, Gu Chun, clear the way ahead for Young Master.”
Lin Yuchu glanced at him and thought, This person really loved putting on a show.
After that,
For the remaining half of the road to Bright Moon Capital, the two traveled together as companions.
…
When the news that Lin Yuchu had encountered Gu Chun on the road, that the two of them had become acquainted through dividing the spoils, and that they were traveling together as companions spread back to the Immortal Alliance,
Everyone in the Immortal Alliance: “…”
Holy shit!
These two had actually met this time!
Every previous time, although these two had been in the same realm, and although their names had also been mentioned together countless times, discussed and compared together,
The two of them had never once met or had any interaction.
Not even once.
They were clearly in the same cultivation world. They were clearly both renowned, legendary figures who stirred the winds and clouds. Yet the two of them had never had any actual intersection, apart from countless people placing the two of them together in discussion countless times.
If the sword-wielding Rain Emperor met Gu Chun, the Taichu Sword Master, who would be superior?
Some said, That would obviously be Gu Chun. Gu Chun reigns supreme in the Sword Path. Once the Taichu Sword is drawn, who can contend with it? As for the Rain Emperor, although he is powerful, his sword is only a weapon for killing, not the pure and strongest Sword Path. In terms of the Sword Path, the Taichu Sword Master is unmatched.
Others said, No one has ever survived beneath my Rain Emperor’s sword. Whoever he wants to kill must die. So what if he is the Taichu Sword Master? He cannot block one strike from my Rain Emperor.
Those standing with the Taichu Sword Master were immediately unconvinced. They sneered, The faces of the Rain Emperor’s subjects are truly huge. You’re all so loyal in protecting your lord. Does your Rain Emperor know?
Did the Taichu Sword Master give you money? Why are you backing him so hard? By those standing with the Rain Emperor.
The phrase “Did the Taichu Sword Master give you money?” was an extremely famous joke in the cultivation world. Everyone knew that Gu Chun, the Taichu Sword Master, was poor. Not only was he poor, he was also especially stingy.
So there was a saying in the cultivation world: Did the Taichu Sword Master give you money? Why are you risking your lives for him like this?
From this, it could be seen—
Gu Chun’s poverty was a lifelong poverty, a poverty known to everyone in the entire cultivation world.
Although in every previous life, the question of who was stronger between the Rain Emperor and the Taichu Sword Master had already been discussed, or rather fought over, countless times,
Because these two had never appeared in the same frame, let alone crossed swords,
The answer remained unknown.
However, this time—
Lin Yuchu and Gu Chun had met.
They had met when they were young and insignificant.
Inside the Immortal Alliance, everything was silent.
The immortal lords remained silent for a long time. No one spoke.
Only after a long while
Did Immortal Venerable Yuquan, Lan Cui, sigh and say, “Man’s schemes are no match for Heaven’s. One step goes awry, and every step after follows.”
From the moment Jiang sent Lin Yuchu to Lin Yunheng’s side, everything had been disrupted.
The former Rain Emperor had come from humble origins. At the very beginning, he had merely been an ordinary, poor, insignificant little person. Even setting foot on the immortal path had only been a twist of fate. Who could have known that in the end, he would have such immense fortune, stirring the entire cultivation world and overturning heaven and earth?
The Rain Emperor, who had been born poor and insignificant, naturally had no opportunity to go to Bright Moon Capital for the Sword Path Grand Competition, much less stand on the same stage and debate swords with Gu Chun, the Taichu Sword Master.
Compared with Gu Chun, who had an orthodox background and came from the number one sword sect under heaven, the Kunlun Sword Sect,
The Rain Emperor’s Sword Path was something he had carved out by slaughtering his way forward. Rather than calling it the Sword Path, it was more accurate to call it the path of killing.
In his hand, the sword was nothing more than a handy weapon for murder.
No kin, no friends, no sect, alone in the world—the Rain Emperor.
His sword was destined to be lonely.
Because he was lonely, he killed without restraint.
Because he killed, he was alone.
Because he was alone, he generously sacrificed himself for the Dao.
It was not that the Rain Emperor had no Dao. Rather, his righteousness surpassed all living beings. He had a Dao in his heart, and therefore he was never lost.
These were words later spoken by the Sword Emperor, who had always admired the Rain Emperor, who had tried to recruit him several times, had always been refused, and had never given up, after the Rain Emperor fell.
“The chessboard is in chaos. I hope that in the final game… it can be broken.” Lan Cui sighed as he spoke.
Every time before this, the end had only been a dead game with no solution.
This time…
This time was different from before.
It had been different from the very beginning.
The former fate no longer counted.
Then could the ending also be changed?
…
On the day before the Sword Path Grand Competition began,
Lin Yuchu and Gu Chun finally arrived at Bright Moon Capital.
The two of them stood at the gates of Bright Moon Capital, waiting to enter the city.
The Sword Path Grand Competition held by the Sword Alliance was a grand event of the Sword Path, and thus countless sword cultivators from every corner of the cultivation world had gathered in Bright Moon Capital.
Lin Yuchu and Gu Chun could be considered late arrivals, so they did not line up for too long before it was their turn.
When the city guards guarding the gate saw the two of them, their brows immediately furrowed. On the proper-featured, stern, cold face of the guard, tanned to a bronze color by the sun, several traces of disapproval appeared at once. He said, “Only the two of you? No adults from your families accompanying you?”
Lin Yuchu had an aloof, elegant, and pampered air about him. His face was expressionless, and with one look, he was clearly a child of an extraordinary aristocratic family.
Merely standing there, his whole bearing was out of the ordinary, different from others.
The city guard thought, Could this be another young master from some family who secretly ran away?
City guards disliked dealing with young masters like this most of all, young masters of noble and extraordinary birth with bad tempers. So he skipped over Lin Yuchu and addressed Gu Chun, the sword-carrying youth behind him who looked like an attendant in his simple, plain black clothes. In a deep voice, he said, “Without a travel pass, you cannot enter the city.”
He was treating them as youths who had run away from home. As soon as Gu Chun heard his words, he understood the implication. Then he smiled brightly and said, “A travel pass? We don’t have one.”
Sure enough!
His guess confirmed, the expression on the city guard’s face immediately became severe. His cold gaze fixed on the two of them, and his words were sharp and uncompromising as he said, “No travel pass, no entry.”
“Go back at once!”
Hearing this, Lin Yuchu turned his head and looked at Gu Chun behind him.
His dark, clear eyes stared at him. What are you planning?
Gu Chun gave him a look telling him to stay calm, then lifted his head. Facing the city guard before him, his face filled with pleading, he begged with deep sincerity, “But it wasn’t easy for us. We went through so much hardship to get here. Please, let our young master in!”
“…” Lin Yuchu.
Eh?
Young master…
Could the young master you’re talking about be…
Me?
Lin Yuchu, the young master who had been pushed forward, stared expressionlessly at Gu Chun before him, who was full of drama from head to toe, his eyes dark and deep.
So this was your plan. You’ve been following me all along with ulterior motives, using me!
Lin Yuchu, who had always been the one to trick others, had carelessly fallen into someone else’s pit. It felt a little vexing.
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