Chapter Thirty-One: Where Is Home?

  The cold wind is piercing and mournful.

  In the courtyard outside the practice room, Zhu Yu gently plucked a snowflake dancing in mid-air, and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

  For several consecutive months, Fu Dao closed his door and studied symbols diligently. He felt that his mind was full of symbols, everything he saw with his eyes seemed to be symbols.

  Some people have gone mad...

  Being too strict is too harsh, every day quantifying tasks, no matter how hard Zhu Yu tries.

  Anyway, after a day of cultivation, he would inevitably feel the arrival of his physical limit. Zhuyu had never practiced so desperately from his past life to this life.

  This is almost the double limit of brainpower and physical strength. If Zhuyu hadn't cultivated the "Chaos Opening Heaven Chart", he couldn't imagine what kind of state he would be trained into, it must be that he can't afford not to practice.

  Until today, when he saw this piece of floating snowflake, he suddenly realized that it had been a year since he came to this world without knowing it.

  A year's time has come to an end in the blink of an eye.

  Are your family members in another world doing well?

  At this thought, his emotions suddenly became somewhat downcast. Once a year, family reunites, but who will he reunite with this year?

  After a simple cleanup, Zhu Yu came out from the back mountain. It's been several months, and it's time to go back to 103 to see those brothers of his.

  As soon as he thought of Chen Zhong and Shi Xiaogang, a warm feeling rose in his heart.

  Alone in this world, there are only these two people who can be considered his friends, with whom he can chat and talk nonsense without any scruples.

  The snow fell bigger and bigger, and soon the trees and ground were covered with flying snowflakes.

  The sky is a dull gray, the red fish walks alone in the snow, leaving behind only a string of lonely footprints.

  He suddenly stopped and furrowed his brow.

  "Who?"

  He quickly turned his head, his eyes fixed intently on something behind a tall deciduous tree.

  A shadow slowly emerged, an old man with a hunched back, his face full of wrinkles, and a pair of small, round eyes that gave off an extremely discordant eerie feeling.

  "You are..." Zhu Yu's heart skipped a beat as he looked at this old man, and a strange sense of familiarity flashed through his mind.

  "Master, don't you recognize me? I'm your Uncle Gui!"

  "Gui Shu?" Zhu Yu's eyebrows furrowed slightly as a certain memory burst open in her mind.

  The Zhujia Village in South China, where the heart of Jian Gui Shu returned.

  Endless scenes flashed through his mind, his father Zhu Yanzi in this world, and that arrogant, eccentric, spoiled younger sister Zhu Ling, as well as that fat brother Zhu Ting who only listened to Zhu Ling...

  This memory shows that Father Zhu Yanzi is not as indifferent to Zhu Yu as the rumors outside.

  On the contrary, Zhu Yu is the only one in the family who dares to confront Zhu Yanzi directly.

  The relationship between father and son was not harmonious, of course. Zhu Yu naturally often suffered from the discrimination and bullying of his stepmother and younger siblings at home. However, Zhu Yanzi was indeed good to Zhu Yu, loving him dearly.

  Zhu Yanzi was a strange person, born aloof, infatuated with the immortal way, and almost always traveling outside to practice, Zhu Yu rarely saw him.

  Moreover, this person is not good at speaking, taciturn and always has a cold face. Even to his stepmother Huang Yan, he never shows a smile, a very strange and uninteresting person.

  The memory gate is open, and Zhu Yu's bits and pieces about the Zhujia in Nanhai are now clear in his mind.

  The Guixian Sword is actually not human, but a demon.

  Turtle Demon!

  Zhu Yanzi's chariot.

  He is the only one who never leaves Zhu Yanzi's side, and their feelings for each other are extremely deep. He is a high-ranking sword cultivator and also a congenital spirit.

  "Gu Shu, you... what are you doing here? Looking for me?"

  The old man with a hunchback revealed a hint of a smile, and there was a hint of kindness between his eyebrows: "Young master, the old master has asked me to take you back. The year-end is approaching, and the academy is also on holiday, it's time to go home?"

  "What's wrong, going back?"

  The vermilion fish was stunned for a moment. The word "going home" was too unfamiliar. Moreover, did the Great World of Huaxia also have a year-end festival? Did the South Sea Immortal Academy also have holidays?

  Some uncertainty, Zhu Yu resolutely shook his head and said: "I won't go back! Tell the old master, I'm not going back!"

  The vermilion fish finished speaking and stepped forward.

  The memory of Zhu's family made Zhu Yu have little feeling for this so-called one of the four major families in Nanhai.

  Since childhood, I was discriminated against by my stepmother and bullied by two younger kids, suffering a lot.

  A father who looks decent enough, but is often away from home, extremely irresponsible, and spends his days traveling outside, rarely seen once a year.

  As for other elders in the family, in Zhu Yu's memory, the head of the Zhu family, Zhu Zun Tian, had a total of eight sons, and there were dozens of legitimate grandsons, plus the side branches of the Zhu family. In Zhu Yu's generation, there were as many as hundreds of Zhu family children.

  With so many descendants, Zhu Yu had poor qualifications since childhood and was unknown, with a weak and timid personality, how could other elders recognize him?

  Among the descendants of Zhu's family, apart from the eldest grandson by birthright, there are only a handful of people with exceptionally high cultivation and talent who have been specially nurtured by the family and can claim to be a descendant of Zhu's family outside.

  The rest of the people don't even have this right.

  As far as Zhu Yu knew, there were more than thirty or forty descendants of the Zhu family in Guangnan Xianxian College.

  But who can recognize Zhu Yu? Who else knows Zhu Yu?

  The carp boasts that it is a descendant of the Zhu family, but instead it was exposed as a lie and bragging. It can be seen that ordinary descendants like the carp are just mediocre existence, and the family doesn't take them seriously at all.

  What could such a home possibly have to offer a carp like him? How could he ever think of going back?

  The carp swam forward, and he gradually felt something was wrong.

  Because the scenery in front of him had been unchanged all along, it seemed as if he was treading on the spot.

  He furrowed his brow and glanced at the hunchbacked old man under the tree, with a slight curl of his lip.

  "Phantom Array"

  The cinnabar fish foot stepped down and changed, the whole person seemed to step into the clouds, "empty steps", the body transformed into a flowing light and disappeared on the spot.

  He pinched his fingers in a special way, and various talismans flowed out.

  A brilliant road slowly unfolded before him, winding its way forward.

  "Goodness..." an exclamation of surprise.

  The old man with rickets suddenly raised his hand, and the magic tricks on his hand became endless.

  Great changes occur suddenly.

  The Shuguang Avenue was cut off in an instant, and then it was cut into countless small segments. However, Zhuyu didn't panic at all.

  He stretched out his hand in front of him, and a golden "卍" character shot out from his hand: "Open!"

  The shadow in front should be pointed at and opened, and the next moment the vermilion fish had already passed through the shadow and stepped on the road behind.

  Countless Sanskrit characters burst forth, and the phantoms were broken one after another. The red fish also charged forward, a hundred feet away.

  Kusou Fu Dao, Zhu Yu's understanding of Fu has already taken a big step forward.

  Especially the basic runes, he was extremely skilled at it, and now he could use them with ease.

  No matter how the array of symbols in front of him changed, he could always raise his hand and easily break through it. A simple "Fantasy Array" was far from enough to trap him.

  The old man's eyebrows furrowed into a knot, and he was secretly shocked in his heart. Suddenly, he said: "Young master... don't be reckless anymore, let's go back with the others!"

  The vermilion fish smiled proudly and said: "You use courtesy before resorting to force, thinking I'll surrender easily? Not that simple..."

  The vermilion fish suddenly stopped its mouth, because a handle of ancient bronze sword tip had already reached in front of his eyes.

  He was stunned for a moment, his feet suddenly exerted force, his body twisted, and he dodged.

  With a stir of spiritual energy, the "Stellar Sword" was unsheathed.

  He barely hesitated, taking several consecutive strides before he was already soaring into the sky.

  "The Starlight Sword" swung lightly, scattering a flurry of stone rain, the "Stone Plate Sword Technique" was heavy, but the vermilion fish footwork was light and agile, the sword movement unfolded, his figure looked extremely relaxed and elegant.

  A strange color flashed in the sword's eyes, and its momentum changed instantly. Several golden lights flashed by, and the stone rain disappeared. The figure of Zhu Yu had already vanished without a trace.

  At this time, Zhu Yu was no longer the little rookie who had fought with Gao Rou back then.

  He broke through the second boundary of "Chaos Opening Heaven Chart" and his physical quality had already reached the acquired eighth boundary of ordinary body refinement.

  "Empty steps" have already reached perfection and entered subtlety.

  He knew he couldn't resist the innate master, but if he wanted to escape, it wouldn't be easy for the other party to catch him.

  He exerted his footwork, and "Empty Step" was executed to the extreme, as if he were a flowing light moving and changing positions in mid-air.

  Passing through the forest in front, I arrived at the back of the third cafeteria. When I got there, that old turtle still dared to cause trouble?

  "Master, it's better for you to go back with your family!"

  An aged voice rang out: "Gu Shu didn't expect that your cultivation has reached such a realm, Master will definitely be very delighted!"

  The carp quickly retracted its fins.

  The road ahead of him is impassable now.

  On the rugged mountain road, a giant turtle stands upright.

  Is a turtle's head called "turtle head"? Yes, its size is almost the same as a human head, and it makes sounds with its mouth open.

  Four long legs as thick as an elephant's leg, the turtle shell like a giant stone standing upright, majestic and strange, making people look at it with fear.

  Although Zhu Yu had been cultivating for a year, he still encountered the demon tribe for the first time. At first glance at this scene, even though he knew what was going on, he couldn't help but feel his scalp numb and was frightened stiff.

  "Pffft!" Suddenly, a red mist descended with lightning speed.

  The vermilion fish was greatly shocked, but it was already too late. The whole person was shrouded in a red mist, and he only felt the sky spinning and the earth turning upside down, and instantly lost consciousness...