Soul Slayer Chronicle Chapter 90

Soul Slayer Chronicle

“This…”

Faced with the extremely angry historian Shu Jin.

Lv He did not understand.

Li Yuan was even more clueless.

But under the icy gazes of Shu Jin and Han Shu Feng, the two eventually left one after another.

However, as they left, both of them glanced at Jiang Xiao Bai with sullen expressions.

At this moment, Jiang Xiao Bai was also tense. As the two walked away, he awkwardly prepared to leave when he saw Shu Jin, who had been cold just a second ago, suddenly burst into hearty laughter.

With a brisk step, he came up to Jiang Xiao Bai and asked, “Young Master, you weren’t injured just now, were you?”

As he spoke, Shu Jin, lifting his hand, took out a white pill and handed it to Jiang Xiao Bai, saying with a face full of passionate concern, “Young Master, I happen to have a ‘Yun Ling Snow Pill’ here, which I believe can definitely treat your injuries!”

What?

What?

At this moment, not only was Jiang Xiao Bai confused, but also the onlookers from the Lingfu Pavilion were stunned, their eyes widening.

They couldn’t believe what they were seeing.

Giving a pill?

What was going on?

However, judging from Shu Jin’s attitude, they seemed to understand something.

Could it be that Shu Jin and Han Shu Feng’s anger were all because of Jiang Xiao Bai?

But who was Jiang Xiao Bai?

Was he someone special?

For a time, many people began to scrutinize Jiang Xiao Bai more carefully.

Indeed.

It had to be said, he was quite special.

Half of his hair was black and the other white, and his complexion was as pale as if sickly.

His frail appearance gave the impression that he would collapse with just a gust of wind.

Moreover, a grown man had a Yun Ling sparrow perched on his shoulder.

No matter how you looked at it, he was an oddity.

They really couldn’t understand why Shu Jin and Han Shu Feng would treat such a person in this way.

“Yun Ling Snow Pill?”

Jiang Xiao Bai regained his composure, a flicker of shock on his face.

The ingredients used in this pill were incredibly precious.

Not even the Mu Huan Pill could compare to it.

Amidst his shock, Shu Jin already stuffed the pill into his hand.

Gulp!

Jiang Xiao Bai swallowed, and before he could fully recover, Shu Jin’s voice rang out again, “Young Master, please come inside first. It’s not suitable to talk here!”

While speaking, Shu Jin took Jiang Xiao Bai by the arm and headed inside.

Jiang Xiao Bai was tense all over, somewhat at a loss.

He did not understand why Shu Jin was treating him so suddenly this way.

The people watching this scene around them couldn’t help but be shocked again.

Could it be that Jiang Xiao Bai had some kind of background or history?

Otherwise, how could he receive such treatment from Shu Jin?

On the other hand.

After following Shu Jin into the pavilion, Jiang Xiao Bai gradually relaxed.

Indeed, when in Rome, do as the Romans do.

Judging from Shu Jin’s attitude, proactively helping him out and offering him a pill, it seemed that Shu Jin had good intentions.

And as he relaxed, the scent of ink and books within the pavilion began to immerse him.

At this moment, his soul of the scholarly cultivator began to automatically absorb the Confucianism qi around him.

At this time, Shu Jin, who was leading Jiang Xiao Bai, also noticed the change in Jiang Xiao Bai. His gaze instantly became sharp.

Yes, Jiang Xiao Bai’s body was emitting an indescribable literary aura.

It was natural and extraordinary.

He deserved to die.

When Jiang Xiao Bai had last visited, how could he have failed to observe these qualities!

He really had looked too low!

Without exaggeration, he wanted to slap his former self.

How had he dared to miss such a person?

Sure enough, the perspicacity of the Confucian and Sword Ancestor was extreme.

Yes, although the Confucian and Sword Ancestor had not clearly stated it that day.

But from the attitudes exhibited by the Confucian and Sword Ancestor, he could guess one thing – Jiang Xiao Bai must be a high personage.

Of course, one could tell from the way Jiang Xiao Bai advised his younger brother with poetry.

“Young Master, please take the seat of honor!”

Shu Jin took a deep breath and invited Jiang Xiao Bai to take the highest seat.

Jiang Xiao Bai was stunned for a moment, and naturally did not sit down but hesitated before asking, “Senior, do you… do you have something to tell me?”

Shu Jin was too polite to him, which really made him somewhat at a loss.

So, he instinctively wondered if Shu Jin was in need of his help.

But… what could a junior disciple like him do?

“You needn’t call me ‘Senior.’ My name is Shu Qian, and my literary name is Shu Jin.”

Upon hearing Jiang Xiao Bai’s words, Shu Jin smiled and said, “Young Master, you may call me Shu Qian, or Shu Jin, either is fine!”

“Then shall I address you as Senior Shu?”

Jiang Xiao Bai was somewhat embarrassed.

After all, the other was the chief of the Lingfu Pavilion; how could he call him by his name directly?

Seeing Jiang Xiao Bai still being so polite, Shu Jin smiled bitterly and said, “That works!”

As he spoke, he invited Jiang Xiao Bai once more, “Young Master, please take a seat!”

Take a seat again?

Jiang Xiao Bai’s expression flashed an awkward look, “This isn’t appropriate, I’ll just stand!”

Given the differences in their status, what was he to do sitting in that reserved seat?

Seeing Jiang Xiao Bai still hesitating, Shu Jin sighed internally and did not insist further, instead turning to Han Shu Feng who had been following behind and said, “Shu Feng, what are you waiting for?”

And Han Shu Feng was clearly prepared.

He threw his robe aside and knelt down before Jiang Xiao Bai, “Many thanks to the benefactor for the enlightening poem last time, which allowed me to break free from my shackles.”

“Shu Feng, must thank!”

After speaking, Han Shu Feng bent down, his forehead touching the ground, making a dull sound.

Jiang Xiao Bai was slightly stunned, only then remembering the line of poetry he had left for Han Shu Feng on his last departure.

And from Han Shu Feng’s words, it wasn’t hard to discern that his poem had led to some enlightenment.

But he couldn’t possibly accept such a grand gesture; he quickly said, “Big brother, there’s no need for such courtesy. My poem was merely a trivial effort!”

“To you it may seem a trivial effort, but to me, it’s like being reborn!”

Han Shu Feng did not rise, but instead looked up at Jiang Xiao Bai with fervent eyes, “To express my gratitude for your favor, from today onwards, I’ve decided to follow you, please grant me this honor!”

After finishing, Han Shu Feng kowtowed again, his face full of sincerity.

Shu Jin watched from the side and remained silent.

The Confucian and Sword Ancestor had said his younger brother’s opportunity still existed.

And this opportunity lay with Jiang Xiao Bai.

Therefore, if Jiang Xiao Bai could officially lead his younger brother…

He believed that his younger brother could go much further…



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