Chapter 270: The Senior Brother in Dreams and the Real Version

On the rooftop of Duojin Merchant House.

Xu Xiaoshou sat precariously on the rooftop, his legs dangling over the edge, looking from a distance like someone about to jump.

Unfortunately, the building was so tall that ordinary people couldn't even see him from below, and the Lian Ling Shi certainly didn't have the leisure to pay attention to someone loafing around on such a high level.

Thus, it was fated that no one would come to stop him.

Of course, Xu Xiaoshou wasn't actually feeling that way.

He was just completely dumbfounded!

Amidst the howling wind, Xu Xiaoshou munched on some cooked beef, almost finishing his portion, while from his vantage point, he had watched the entire situation unfold from beginning to end.

This included Mu Zixi getting trapped, and then getting trapped again, all under his watchful eyes.

As for why he didn't go down to play the heroic senior brother and rescue his junior sister...

"Heh, how did things end up like this? I just went out to kill one person, and now all these big shots are showing up?"

Xu Xiaoshou frowned in distress.

He stubbornly fixed his gaze once more on the leader of the Three Swordsmen, the one holding the sword—or more precisely, on the gray-green ancient sword cradled in his arms.

Another wave of inexplicable palpitations surged through his mind...

This sensation felt like an ancient summons, or a deep soul-shaking tremor, profound and complex, beyond description.

But Xu Xiaoshou felt it all too clearly!

It was just like with Su Qianqian's "Mu Ming Cheng Xue" and Lei Shuixing's "Chou Shen Zhang"—exactly the same feeling!

"Another famous sword?"

The young man clutched his forehead in agony. A famous sword meant that the person behind it was at least on the level of Xiao Qixiu.

Worse yet, it could attract a swarm of terrifying figures, like that masked person...

This kind of trouble was not to be provoked!

However, that alone wasn't enough to leave Xu Xiaoshou this baffled...

He shifted his gaze to the nine swordsmen behind the sword holder.

"Nine swords..."

"Cough, cough!" This time, Xu Xiaoshou choked on the beef in his hand, coughing uncontrollably.

These nine swords couldn't all be famous swords, but the red one in the center triggered another soul-shaking tremor in him...

"Damn it, what on earth is the background of these guys? Three people, and two famous swords?"

"Are these swords forged by their family, or do they just sell them?"

"A famous sword specialty shop?"

Xu Xiaoshou felt a pang of bitterness. People really do compare and drive each other crazy—he had none, yet these Three Swordsmen had two right in front of him.

He took a deep breath and cleared the jumbled thoughts from his mind.

What the Three Swordsmen did next was no longer his concern, as they seemed ready to leave.

The real heavyweights were those two...

"Tangtang and Gugu?"

Xu Xiaoshou fell silent.

He looked at the purple chains and the golden Zen staff, reminiscent of Mo Mo's ever-present small copper furnace.

The power sealed on those two was strikingly similar to Mo Mo's!

"So, two Gray Fog people?"

"I...#￥..."

Junior sister, oh junior sister, what on earth did you do to anger heaven and earth like this?

I, your senior brother, just stepped away for a bit, and you left me with such a massive mess?

Who's supposed to clean this up?

Though his heart was filled with extreme reluctance and his mind screamed with resistance, when his junior sister's final piercing scream rang out, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't stay seated any longer.

He tossed the cooked beef aside...

And stood up!

"From this distance, they probably can't hit me. Even if it's some kind of causal link, it shouldn't affect me."

Xu Xiaoshou decided to trust in mysticism—it was something the red turntable had ingrained in him.

He watched as Tangtang menacingly approached Mu Zixi, cupped his hands around his face, and roared:

"Stop!"

Down in the crowd below.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

A massive echo boomed from the sky, startling everyone and making them look up.

"Under scrutiny, passive value: 342."

"Under suspicion, passive value: 333."

Xu Xiaoshou was taken aback. It seemed this method had made him even more noticeable?

"Cough, cough, that wasn't my intention..."

At a time like this, he had no thoughts of farming passive values, but the outcome always surprised him.

The crowd gazed around, but most were baffled.

"Who's talking? Show yourself, you ghostly trickster!"

"Heh, can't see me, huh? I'm on the rooftop."

"You can see?"

"I can't, but look—the Lian Ling Shi masters are all looking up, so it must be on the rooftop!"

Mu Zixi's heart leaped with joy as her spiritual sense swept upward.

Xu Xiaoshou?!

Her eyes practically sparkled with stars.

She had once dreamed of her senior brother appearing—gently patting her head when she messed up and saying, "It's fine"; or descending like a divine warrior when she was in trouble and saying, "I've got this"...

The old Xu Xiaoshou had never done that, but now, was he finally arriving on those seven-colored auspicious clouds?

Indeed, girls who dream big are never short on luck!

Mu Zixi's little heart raced, her twin tails perked up, full of anticipation.

But then she saw Xu Xiaoshou on the high rooftop, hesitating and dawdling, refusing to come down, still cupping his face.

"Junior sister! If you did something wrong, apologize first—I'll come get you later!"

Mu Zixi: ???

The girl's expression turned to pure shock, as staggering as when she had seen Tangtang kick the grandmaster away.

"This..."

In that moment, she was so furious her head throbbed, and her twin tails seemed ready to burst.

What kind of senior brother is this?!

She really shouldn't have expected anything from him!

The stars in the young girl's eyes dimmed...

Tangtang glanced upward with a smirk, but for a Lian Ling Shi, the distance between them was negligible.

"Your senior brother?"

Her teasing tone suddenly halted, her face freezing in shock.

The Greedy God...

Why is it following this guy?

And what's that in its mouth?

"Meat!"

Xin Gugu shouted in disbelief from the side, his voice laced with panic.

"You're kidding!" Tangtang exploded in an instant.

In a flash, she abandoned Mu Zixi entirely and shot straight to the top of Duojin Merchant House.

But the Greedy God was even faster, its mouth clamped on the stolen cooked beef as it boldly leaped onto Xu Xiaoshou.

"Meow!"

This was unbelievable.

The cat-like creature's fur stood on end; its legs went weak, and it collapsed onto Xu Xiaoshou's straw hat, dropping the beef as it gasped for the surging life force.

"Hiss!"

With just one breath, the cat's body convulsed like it had inhaled mint, losing consciousness entirely and twitching nonstop, foam bubbling from its mouth.

"What are you? Poisonous?" Tangtang was stunned—this was a first for the Greedy God.

Does this young man really have poison on him?

She probed curiously, and what she didn't expect was to be completely floored by the vast, roaring sea of life force within Xu Xiaoshou!

Earlier, Mu Zixi had been a stroke of luck for her, but now this young man...

That little girl below was nothing in comparison!

It was like the difference between a pond and an ocean... no, a stream and the vast sea!

Truly, a tiny sorcerer next to a great one!

Shocked as she was, she watched as Xu Xiaoshou looked utterly bewildered, then reached up and grabbed the creature.

"What is this thing!"

Xu Xiaoshou picked up the cat-beast and, without a second thought, hurled it away.

Tangtang: ???

She stretched her neck, her face paling as she saw the Greedy God being tossed aside so casually, feeling as if her entire belief system had been shattered.

"You—you dare throw the Greedy God?"

"No!"

The woman's expression turned panicked. "You can see it?"