Volume 1: Red Dust Sword Sect Chapter 34: The Betrothal Gift
Inside the Red Dust Temple.
Incense burner crimson, green smoke wafts gently.
A man in a blue robe sat cross-legged on the Tai Chi diagram, his eyes slightly closed as he pondered.
He didn't want to marry Murong Xue immediately, at least not now. He was originally a commoner with a poor family background, but fortunately, he was rescued by the mysterious Taoist in the Tiger Leaping Gorge and taken as his adopted son, teaching him how to cultivate magical powers, which made him very grateful.
But later he found that the benevolent and kind-hearted elder's words and deeds were not consistent, and the darkness of human nature made him feel deeply desperate.
He now feels like a dog, a dog raised by a mysterious person. He is forced to bark at people, otherwise he will be worse off than dead.
In front of the Hongchen Sword Sect disciples, he had to pretend to be impatient and anxious, so that the Piaoyu Daoist could appear more majestic.
He was lost in thought when footsteps were heard outside the door, and there were two people.
Su Lun adjusted his mood, squeezed out a sincere smile on his face, slowly stood up, and looked up.
At the forefront was a young man, wearing a plain white Taoist robe of an inner disciple, with a wooden sword inserted behind his back. His face smiled more falsely than him, and between his eyebrows, there was a hint of joy. His eyes, as black as ink, looked far away, carrying a faint sense of disdain, but it was quickly covered up by him.
"Hello?" Zhang Hao saw Su Lun, and with a somewhat urgent expression, he walked over, grasped Su Lun's hand, and shook it vigorously. It wasn't until he saw Zhang Yuefeng's shocked face that he realized his own loss of composure.
Hurriedly releasing Su Ren's hand, he cupped his hands together and said, "Congratulate me!"
"Congratulations!" Su Lun was stunned by Zhang Hao's strange behavior just now, if he hadn't felt any killing intent when he walked over, he almost drew his sword.
At this time, he was even more shocked by his outrageous words.
"Don't you know? After Shizi left, I can become the leader. In this Red Dust Sword Sect, only Shizi posed the greatest threat to me. She married you, what a wonderful thing!" Zhang Hao said in a low voice, and then burst out laughing like a spoiled rich kid.
Su Leng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, this guy wouldn't be stupid to such an extent, right? For a moment, he was at a loss for what to do, and his heart suddenly became hesitant.
Zhang Hao stepped forward with a joyful face, his slender hands like jade reached out and gently placed on Su Lun's shoulders, smiling as he patted Su Lun's shoulder and said: "My master sister has a bad temper, often grinds her teeth at night, and at midnight when she sleepwalks, she loves to dance with swords. Her swordsmanship is quite impressive!"
Zhang Hao said while making a fearful expression.
"This is really true!" Su Lun's expression changed greatly as soon as he heard it.
But Zhang Hao suddenly looked up at the sky and laughed loudly, with a sly expression on his face, saying: "Of course it's fake!"
Su Leng's smile faded slightly as he listened to Zhang Hao's words, and a hint of sarcastic amusement flashed in the corners of his eyes. This guy's speech was illogical and chaotic, with no connection between what he said before and after. Today, Su Leng had come to offer betrothal gifts, which was a disaster for the Hongchen Sword Sect, yet Zhang Hao dared to mock him so brazenly, treating it as if it were nothing. Previously, Su Leng had only heard people say that "Hao Ran Jian is not fond of being constrained and does not follow rules, he's an eccentric!"
Now thinking about it, they should have spared the old master's face and shown mercy. This is just a spoiled young master, an incompetent ruler, if this kid becomes the master of Hongchen Sword Sect, it will be finished.
He thought to himself, but his mouth was calmly praising: "I see! It seems that little Shidi has a big plan!"
While speaking, he looked at the furnishings in the Red Dust Hall with disdain.
Zhang Yuefeng had been listening to Zhang Hao's words, and gradually his old face was covered with a layer of frost, a hint of murderous aura that could not be restrained, as if he might draw his sword and kill Zhang Hao at any moment.
"This little bastard's words are really to the point!"
Zhang Yuefeng thought to himself while sighing inwardly and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.
Junior sister still trusts this scoundrel so much, letting herself hand over the matter to him for handling, but didn't expect that he would come to plot against the position of the sect leader at this time.
Just then, Zhang Hao suddenly looked over with a mischievous grin and said: "Brother! Your internal energy skills are not up to par! Someone hasn't even brought out the betrothal gift yet, and you're already putting on a long face. This isn't good, after all, we're old friends, Master and the Drifting Mist Sect's leader are sworn brothers, how can you be so petty?"
You... Zhang Yuefeng was so angry that he wanted to scold, but suddenly a light voice like a mosquito's hum came from his ear, "I have my own way, you can rest assured, continue pretending, don't be seen through!"
Su Lun saw the two of them bickering in front of outsiders and snorted inwardly, secretly amused.
"But the face is pretending to be concerned and said:"The betrothal gift is easy to say!"
Zhang Yuefeng stood with his arms crossed, his face sullen and angry, no longer speaking.
Su Leng said as he took out a golden, radiant revolving wheel from his bosom. The revolving wheel was entirely golden and radiant, with the dense power of the Five Elements surging within it. Below the wheel was a dark handle that seemed to be made of wood but wasn't, covered in strange, dark gold patterns. On top of the wheel was something resembling a circular disc, with five small flags inserted into it, each bearing the words: Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth!
Zhang Hao looked at the steering wheel in Su Lun's hand, smiled and took it away, holding it carefully to examine it, with an undisguised greedy look in his eyes.
"This thing isn't fake, right? Don't be fooled by this mysterious Taoist." Zhang Hao said to Su Lun while secretly communicating with Xiang through his divine sense.
"Not bad, this is the Five Elements Treasure, these five small flags have their uses, as for this Golden Wheel, let's use the flames in the Fulong Cauldron to refine it into a material for crafting!"
Xiao Yan seriously examined the wheel for a while before turning around and saying with satisfaction.
Zhang Hao confirmed that the steering wheel was genuine, then turned back to look at Su Lun and said, "Wow! This thing is great, it even glows! Haha, haha, interesting!"
Looking like a worldly rogue, staring at the white silver, and with a beautiful woman-like silly expression, Su Lun's face became somewhat gloomy.
What a treasure this is! The Seven Mysteries Gate only has three treasures, and Master Brother Liu Suifeng has one of them - the Golden Crow Whip. And Master's treasure is called the Haoran Scarf. But the latest disciple to join, Yi Yan, doesn't even have a single spiritual artifact, his Turning Wheel is a Five Elements Treasure, extremely rare. Now it's being treated like a plaything by this idiot, who's holding it in his hand and admiring it.
Just then Zhang Hao suddenly turned his face and smiled: "Thank you for the gift! Please give my regards to the whole family of Piaoyu Dao!"
Su Lun felt that something was off, but he didn't know what it was. The way this guy spoke was extremely strange, but he always remembered his purpose for coming here.
The anger in his heart was suppressed with great effort, but he vaguely realized that this Zhang Hao seemed to be playing him, because earlier he saw his own sharp and cold expression, which made him secretly fearful, and this was a far cry from the smiling face when they first met.
"See you off, senior brother!" Zhang Hao put away his wheel and said warmly with a glance at Zhang Yuefeng.
