A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 134: Asking for a Duel at Shencao Mountain

Daxia, Capital City.

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The Third Prince’s Residence.

Ye Yuntai was playing chess with his teacher.

Ye Yuntai’s teacher was Daxia’s number one Go master.

Surname Huang, given name Jiu.

His father loved drinking huangjiu, and happened to be surnamed Huang, so he named his son Huang Jiu.

Later, Huang Jiu made his way into the imperial court and entered Haoran Academy.

He never changed his name.

“Shencao Mountain is in a special geographical location, and for some unknown reason, the many fierce beasts that used to surround it have all disappeared.

I visited once years ago and found that the spiritual resonance there is incredibly deep. It sits on a ley line node, naturally gathering spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

Cultivators who train there absorb spiritual energy at a rate far beyond that of ordinary places.”

Owning a mountain isn’t just about those benefits.

As the saying goes, a mountain is a cultivation site, and cultivation is like managing a mountain.

The Mountain Lord can receive offerings from the Mountain God and the Land Deity, as well as worship from the common people, or even establish a sect to take in disciples, nurturing their soul with incense and willing power.

But Li Xuanxiao worried he lacked the virtue to match the position, and might suffer karmic backlash instead.

Besides, fighting within one’s own mountain allows resonance with the Heavenly Dao, linking with heaven and earth.

It gathers the essence of mountains and rivers.

Ye Yuntai raised an eyebrow: “So what you mean is, you want to take this mountain?”

“This mountain holds incredible potential.”

“But I heard someone bought it not long ago.”

“That’s nothing. I’ll just send my disciple to challenge them, and scare that sect leader off.”

Ye Yuntai glanced at the middle-aged man behind Huang Jiu holding a sword, and couldn’t help nodding.

“Senior Brother’s strength, of course, is unquestionable!”

The middle-aged man curved his lips slightly, clasped his hands and said, “Disciple accepts the mission.”

..........

Shencao Mountain.

Huang Jiu’s first disciple, a sword cultivator named Huashengdou, arrived at Shencao Mountain carrying his sword.

Gotta say, this Shencao Mountain really is picturesque, with rich spiritual energy.

Most importantly, he didn’t encounter a single fierce beast on his way here.

Huashengdou’s real name wasn’t actually Huashengdou — it was Hua Wuhen.

His surname was indeed Hua, but since his master was named Huang Jiu,

he changed his name to Huashengdou to become his disciple.

There were rumors that he was shamelessly sucking up, but honestly, not everyone even had the chance to do so.

Ever since becoming Huang Jiu’s disciple, Huashengdou’s cultivation path had been smooth sailing.

Forget changing his name — he’d be perfectly fine if they told him to go by “Cold Dressed Salad.”

Right now, Huashengdou was standing in the middle of Shencao Mountain.

He spotted a group of groundhog spirits hard at work.

Huashengdou kicked one over and said loudly:

“Call out your Sect Leader, I’m here to bust this place up!”

Moments later, a group of groundhogs came out, escorting a woman in white.

“You the Mountain Lord of Shencao Mountain?”

“I’m the Guardian of Shencao Mountain. Our Sect Leader hasn’t returned yet,” the white-robed woman said.

Huashengdou shouted, “I want to challenge Shencao Mountain. This is my challenge token. I’m giving you some time to notify your Sect Leader. Next time I come, I won’t be here just to talk. How much time do you need to prepare?”

The white-robed woman held up three fingers.

“Three months?” Huashengdou frowned.

Three months wasn’t long, but it wasn’t short either.

He was hesitating when the woman put down one finger.

“Two.”

“One.”

“Huh?”

“Oh no, she’s going for it!”

Boom——!!!

Huashengdou was sent flying out of Shencao Mountain, tumbling head over heels.

The Sword Spirit snorted, “With that kind of strength, he dares come challenge us.”

The Sword Spirit recalled Li Xuanxiao’s previous warning — don’t cause trouble.

Report big issues to him.

The Sword Spirit thought about it briefly.

A mere Spirit Transformation Stage sword cultivator — what big issue is that?

The Sect Leader is busy with countless affairs and wouldn’t care about such trivial things.

.........

After hearing that his disciple Huashengdou was taken down in one move,

Huang Jiu wasn’t surprised at all.

The other side was clearly strong. The sudden disappearance of fierce beasts around Shencao Mountain must be related.

Third Prince Ye Yuntai frowned slightly, “Even Senior Brother couldn’t defeat them. Looks like this one’s no small fry.”

Huang Jiu smiled calmly, “If they have the courage to open a sect and the ability to handle the beast problem, then of course they’re no small fry.”

“Teacher, what do we do now? Just let it go?” Ye Yuntai asked tentatively.

“I’ll go meet her myself.”

Ye Yuntai was delighted: “I haven’t seen Teacher make a move in ages.”

He still remembered the last time he saw Huang Jiu take action — back when he was a child.

It had left a huge impression on young Ye Yuntai.

Ye Yuntai suddenly remembered something: “Oh right, Teacher, do you recall that last time the Daxia Royal Gazette wanted to interview you, but never got the chance? How about we take this opportunity....”

“People might say I’m bullying the young, and besides, we don’t even have a proper reason to challenge them,” Huang Jiu waved it off.

Ye Yuntai persuaded him: “Not long ago I had my birthday and sent out invitations. The Sect Leader of Shencao Mountain also sent a gift.

I had someone tamper with the gift, made it defective. We can use that as an excuse to say they disrespected the Prince. It’s perfectly reasonable for you to challenge them on my behalf.”

Huang Jiu nodded thoughtfully.

That idea... wasn’t bad.

He’d just be seeking justice for his disciple — no one could say he was bullying anyone.

Plus, if he appeared in the Royal Gazette, his fame would grow even more.

And he’d get a cut from newspaper sales.

Why not?

“Teacher, when should we leave?”

“No time like the present!”

“Great, I’ll contact the Gazette official right away.”

..........

Shencao Mountain.

The Sword Spirit was playing with groundhogs.

She had the other groundhogs stand in a line, then picked up a round one and rolled it through them.

Knocked down a whole row.

The groundhogs were furious,

and decided that when they fanned her while she napped later, they’d use a lot less force.

At that moment, the Sword Spirit suddenly raised an eyebrow and looked into the distance.

“Heh, beat the small one and now the big one’s here. How boring.”

........

“Standing before us now is Daxia’s number one Go master, honorary professor of Haoran Academy, and also the Third Prince’s teacher — the elder Huang Jiu!”

In front of the Recording Stone, Huang Jiu looked calm and composed.

“Hello everyone, I’m Huang Jiu. Today we’ve come to Shencao Mountain.

The reason we’re here today is simple — the Sect Leader of Shencao Mountain is too arrogant, too overbearing.

Not only do they show no respect for our Daxia prince, but they also beat up my disciple without cause.

I had no choice but to show up personally....”

The Sword Spirit stood on the mountainside, frowning slightly.

“What the h**l is he rambling about?”

Just as Huang Jiu was speaking confidently, he was suddenly yanked by fate itself and slammed headfirst into the ground.