Chapter 3: Something always happened
"Fiuh, probably safe now, right?"
With his hand wiping the sweats on his forehead, Ling then breath a sigh of relief after looking back and found that someone didn't run after him.
"That brat really needs to be taught a lesson! I sold his pills quickly yet not even thanks he said but scorn me instead! And what's with the challenge of selling another batch quicker? Do you think I am an idiot!? I am not falling for such a cheap taunt!"
While stomping his little foot, Ling then takes a deep breath to calm his anger and then redirects his focus immediately. Looking around as if checking something, he then runs toward a bookstore he knows very well and then greets the librarian at the counter.
Not wanting to waste more time, he then walks to the counter to ask for some recommendation and unfortunately getting an unreliable "I don't know" reply.
"...I hope my co-worker later after I get a proper job wouldn't be like that"
After hoping as such with his entire being with cold sweat flowing down from his back, Ling then decides to read something that didn't interest him much but would probably be useful for him in a sense.
Reading this cultivation world language is quite difficult for some but not for Ling who is quite used to learn how to read and write from a scratch, especially if some wording bears some resemblances with his past life. But in order for him to reach a familiarity as fast as possible, he ended up reading a lot, making the books that normally interesting for him become a little bland for his taste.
"A novel, huh? Pursuing Immortality by Your Ancestor??? The covers look quite clean and tidy. its date release...7 years, huh? Is there no one interested in this book at all for that long of a time? Do people get ticked off by the author's pen name?" even Ling gets quite ticked off too, but after a little hesitation, he decides to borrow it anyway considering none of the others are completely uninteresting at all.
Looking out of the window where the sun shines still not even high yet, Ling decided to finish the entire book till the closing of the bookstore.
The story is quite decent because it covers a lot of experience the author had been through, making the information dump he accumulates over the past years start to click in. Absorbed with how interesting the story been, time went by just like that and once he then reminded by the uncle librarian does he left the places.
Holding his little tummy that starts complaining, Ling holds his chin in thought and then walks toward some direction in a little run under the still quite crowded night of outer circle area.
On the way, he saw the familiar senior that's always treat him like a slave since morning walking out of the restaurant's while caressing his stomach. Ling actually wondering whether his senior became richer now or not for a while, but he then decides to ignore him and walk back toward a residential area for outer disciples of White Cloud's Sect.
"*Knocks knocks, excuse me? Brother Buld? Are you there? I am coming in alright?"
In front of some little cottage in the outer disciple's residential area, Ling was there knocking the door for a while and then peering in without waiting for the owner's answer.
But, after confirming that no one actually there, Ling leisurely get inside and also not forgetting to close the door for safety reasons.
"Geez, what if a suspicious person gets inside your room? Brother Buld really careless sometimes! Hmm? Ohh, there are 4 Qi gathering Pills here! Is he rich now!?", said Ling while picking up the pills from the top of the drawer beside the bed in delight.
After a while and confirming that indeed someone he is looking for is not home at all, Ling finally decides to sit on the ground and then closes his eyes to do some practice while waiting for him.
The room is really dark because its owner didn't put the light at all after leaving the room. But, as a cultivator, especially his body that's still young on top of the moonlight coming through the opened window, Ling could see the surrounding area just fine.
After finding a nice and comfy corner, Ling finally went into trance and found his concentration upped to a notch, and his efficiency greatly increased.
Don't know how long does time fly away, but even after opening his eyes again, the room owner didn't come back, making him feel that something suspicious might have happened. Just when he is about to look for him, Ling then suddenly heard a footstep coming closer from outside the room.
Standing up in haste, Ling found that someone who knocks on the door actually a person that he meets on the day.
"Oh, you are the boy from back there aren't you?"
"Who are you again??? Ohh, the person with a comfortable leg! So, do you need something?"
"Pardon me but let me introduce myself first. My name is Dutten. A person called Buld just asks me for a favor to take some things from his room and bring them to him."
"Really? Well, Ling's here. What that thing anyway?"
"Hmm, can I come inside first?"
"Do Buld said anything regarding me?"
"Hmm, nothing in particular. By the way, are you still looking for him too?
"...Not anymore. You can just check them yourself. I was waiting for him before actually. Where is brother Buld anyway?"
"He didn't tell you? He is back on the mountain over there if you are looking for him."
"Really? Well, if he is not telling me, probably it's not something that I need to know. I am going home now, don't forget to close the door properly afterward. Bye!"
"Stay safe"
With such a short conversation, Ling then leaves the always smiling Dutten and goes straight toward home.
Bypassing the market again, going around for an alleyway, and then walking toward the corner of the outer circle disciples area, Ling who is walking with a familiar gait couldn't help but flabbergasted when he saw nothing on the places his home supposed to be from afar.
"???"
Wondering what happened, he calmly gets closer and then found wooden rubble and some of his belonging torn apart for some reason.
...
In the street of some far away, Ling who is running starts to get chilled by the night-wind after his sweat wetting his clothes.
But, he didn't stop his little feet and goes straight as if he is in hurry. Standing in the front of a certain store, he then sneaks a peek inside from the window after jumping up for some time and then confirms the one he was looking for indeed inside while grinning stupidly with some kind of pills on his hand, he then unhesitatingly kick the door open with force.
*Bam!
"Senior, lend me some money!!!"
Not making some sense, Ling abruptly starts to ramble about asking the person inside some money as if he is desperate for it. That person who seems to have the most of his time startled to death by the sudden intruder and couldn't help but do a complete turnaround of mood.
"Senior, I always help you do cores, aren't I!? Please lend me some!!", shout Ling to the person inside, his senior he just helps this morning.
"...I am in a good mood right now so I will forgive you if you scram from outta here while crawling on four. Go ask me again if you dare to", answer the person inside while grinning mischievously while clenching his fist threateningly.
Though he used a very mocking wording and tone as if he really looking forward to humiliating Ling, that clenched hand and the veins that are popping on his forehead couldn't hide his bubbling anger, making his intention very obvious to some.
"Good mood?...Why?"
Asked Ling in wonder while he walks closer to his senior.
...
Outside the front of some store in some outer circle street area, Dutten who is walking with hands clasped on his back stopped after knocking on the weird door with a hint of a small dent on it gracefully.
Waiting for someone but no answer after waiting for a while, he tilted his head and then open the door slowly. Peering inside, a sight of a boy laying on the floor with his face beaten black and blue come to his sight.
Raising his eyebrows in surprise, he slowly crouches closer and then checks that boy's pulse as well as his condition.
"...no particular serious wound, but unconscious after being beaten too much."
While muttering so, he looks around the area and found nothing broken around the room whether a chair, wooden floor, or even some glass on top of the table. Raising the corner on his mouth, he stealthily put his hand on the boy's pant and robe's pocket, "Haha! HAHAHAHA!" and laugh out loud after confirming that nothing was inside.
After laughing for a while, Dutten who's already calmed down somewhat noticed that the back wooden window actually opened.
With his hand on his chin, he then looks around for while, walks closer to the opened wooden window, and turns his sight to the ground, and finds traces of footstep right in front of it.
Leaning his elbow on the window side and putting his chin on his palm, Dutten who is somehow making an amused expression after seeing where that footstep went to then jumps out of the room and gaze toward where that traces heading to.
Grinning happily as if enjoying something, that chubby Dutten then looks back toward that person laying down on the floor, a boy with a grey robe and black belts who is still unconscious once again and without a shred of intentions of helping him at all left the place.
"Hehe, quite quick-witted, smart, bold, and very decisive."
While muttering such a thing with a hint of amusement, Dutten with his back straight continues walking away and goes toward the mountain at the far place, the opposite direction from where the little footsteps heading.
"Unfortunatelly, it's such a shame. Oh well, let's finish my thing first."
Blown by the bustle and hustle in that night, the mutter of Dutten who is showing pity and a hint of disappointment became his parting curtain that closes his purpose by coming to the sect, marking his intention of starting his own goal.
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