Chapter 115 Gu Ye (ETL) Part 2
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Chapter 115 Gu Ye: My scolding is not pleasant.
At this moment, Ming Na was also telling his master about Gu Ye. “Master Shao is dead, Gu Ye is dead too. I only found Gu Ye’s junior apprentice. He’s also very strong, but I’m not as good as him.”
The old voice on the other side said weakly, “Then come back. Come back and continue learning.”
“Teacher, I’ve discovered that my goal is still Gu Ye. I’ve been chasing his shadow for 13 years, but in the end, I haven’t even caught up with his junior apprentice.”
The voice on the other side paused for a moment, then said slowly, “That’s not a bad thing. Having a goal will motivate you to work hard. Come back. I don’t have much time left, and there’s not much I can teach you.”
Ming Na said anxiously, “Teacher, are you injured? I’ll be back right away!”
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Since there was no duel tonight, Gu Ye wanted to go back early, so he changed his flight. Coincidentally, the three of them ran into each other again during checkout that afternoon.
Xie Cheng laughed. “Xiao… Ming classmate, you didn’t calculate when we’d check out and deliberately bump into us, did you?”
Ming Na smiled sheepishly. “This time, it really was a coincidence. Gu Ye?”
Gu Ye responded, turning back and looking at Ming Na in confusion. Ming Na’s pronunciation was awkward with everything else, but he pronounced the name Gu Ye with remarkable precision. How well did he remember him?
Ming Na said seriously, “You’re not as annoying as your senior brother. You… are very good.”
Gu Ye was speechless. He didn’t feel complimented. He truly couldn’t remember what he had done to leave such a deep impression on the other person.
After leaving the hotel, he took a taxi to the airport. On the way, Gu Ye pondered for a moment, then suddenly told Xie Cheng seriously, “I should find a disciple.”
Xie Cheng was surprised. “So early?”
Gu Ye said seriously, “I think he’ll challenge me again. If my disciple can defeat him, how will he feel?”
Xie Cheng patted Gu Ye’s shoulder and said earnestly, “Third Son Gu, behave yourself. Seriously.”
After returning to the imperial capital, Gu Ye didn’t rush back to school to cancel the long leave, but instead went home to rest for a while. In the evening, Zhao Pengyu and Xia Xiang heard Gu Ye had returned and came running to find him. Gu Ye let them see his divination plate to show off, “Look! I’ve found my lifelong friend!”
“Oh.” Zhao Pengyu and Xia Xiang don’t understand the significance of the item and gave Gu Ye a cold response.
Gu Ye glanced at them with dissatisfaction.
Zhao Pengyu quickly gave a fair comment, “The color suits you very well. It looks good.”
“Ha! You two vulgar people don’t understand its beauty at all.” Gu Ye opened Weibo and posted a picture: [From today on, I inherit all the skills and treasures passed down by my master. I’m in a good mood, and I’ll give 3 fortune tellings for free!]
Gu Ye’s fans happily applauded and liked the post. They kept praising Gu Ye’s divination plate in various ways, saying it was beautiful and perfectly matched Master Gu’s appearance and temperament. They also congratulated Gu Ye on his skill inheritance and said Master Gu was about to make a comeback. In short, there were a lot of nice things to say, but the main point was, ‘please give me a free fortune telling. Master Gu, look at me, look at me! I am so cute!’
Gu Ye was picking through the crowd, taking a second look at those who sounded good, but not even a glance at those who didn’t, and having no desire to give them a free fortune. He was a typical person who liked to be flattered. Gu Ye’s post of his divination plate not only sparked a stir online but also caused a stir within the Xuanshu community.
Many masters, especially the older ones, were stunned, “This divination plate belonged to ‘Gu Ye’! How did it end up in this Gu Ye’s hands?”
The divination plate is buried in Gu Ye’s tomb. There’s only one way to retrieve it: dig up the grave!
“Gu Ye dug up his senior brother’s grave?” This rumor quickly spread through the mystic arts community. Many older masters were shocked by Gu Ye’s audacity and reacted with righteous indignation, “Gu Ye is such a scoundrel! He even dug up his senior brother’s grave and had the nerve to show it off? He’s insane!”
“Fu Shaoli was quite famous when he was alive. Why would he take in such a disciple?”
“No matter what, ‘Gu Ye’ was trying to save people in his last moment. Even if he wasn’t a good person in life, he still did good things before his death. The dead are the greatest, don’t you understand? How dare he dig his grave?!”
“Just for this divination plate, he dared to dig up a grave. Isn’t he afraid of damaging his own karma?”
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Most of these people were former members of the Xuanshu Association. With the disbandment of the Xuanshu Association, they had nothing else to do. They were already dissatisfied with Gu Ye, and now they finally had the opportunity to attack him. Their word were merciless, each one wanting to scold Gu Ye to death.
The old masters didn’t dare speak out online because Gu Ye had so many fans, and at their age, they feared they couldn’t win the fight. So they spoke privately, even asking someone to contact Elder Tang, asking him to speak out for justice. The meaning in their words was ‘It was you who erected the tombstone’.
Finally, the words reached Elder Tang’s ears. “Back then, you guys put so much effort into erecting the monument, building the tomb, and setting up the magic circle, only to have it all dug up by Gu Ye in the end. Who is he trying to slap in the face? This is outrageous! His thoughts are so vicious! How could such a scum appear in the circle of mystic arts? He’s even crazier than his senior brother!”
At first, Elder Tang’s face darkened when he heard the news, but then he realized that this was an internal matter within Gu Ye’s sect. For Elder Tang, he was just doing his part by building the tomb, and he had no say in what happened next. He wasn’t the type to be quick-tempered and accept everything others said. So, he rationally called Gu Ye to inquire about the situation.
“Gu Ye, I heard you dug up your senior brother’s grave.”
“Yes,” Gu Ye said bluntly. “What’s the point in burying his tombstone in the ground. No one cared about him when he was alive, so he doesn’t need anyone to remember him after he dies. His soul is already scattered, so he doesn’t need these empty things.”
“Kid, you should at least leave a memory for the living.”
“For the living who?” Gu Ye laughed. “There’s no need. How many people in the mystic arts community actually went to pay their respects to him? Everyone knows that those old idiots are just looking for an excuse to annoy me. Did they come to you to complain about me? Just tell them this: dust to dust, ashes to ashes, and whoever can’t let go is an idiot. I didn’t dig up their ancestors’ graves, so don’t rush in and ask for a scolding.”
At this moment, Elder Tang was accompanied by several people who came to deliver messages to him. Hearing Gu Ye’s words, their faces flushed with anger. Instantly, one of the masters lost his composure, and he angrily said, “Listen! What kind of words is he talking about? Isn’t this ‘to scold the Chinese scholar tree while pointing at the mulberry’ (a veiled insult)?”
Gu Ye was amused when he heard this. “I’m not insulting you indirectly, I’m actually aiming my insult directly at you guys. You’ve got too much time to meddle in other people’s business. If you are free to mind my business, you might as well use the time to find yourself a good coffin.”
Hearing this, Elder Tang almost laughed, but he managed to suppress his laughter. He looked at the masters who had come to see him; their faces were the color of liver. Elder Tang said to Gu Ye in a gentle voice, “Speak nicely and don’t curse. After all, you’re a junior.”
Gu Ye immediately said obediently, “Okay, Elder Tang, please continue.”
Gu Ye’s attitude towards his elders was crystal clear.
Elder Tang said, “Digging up graves is a taboo in the community. No wonder so many masters have a problem with you. You’re just too young and impulsive.”
Elder Tang was also quite helpless. Now that the masters had come to him, he could only offer a few words to Gu Ye out of a previous friendship, smoothing things over. He was also worried that Gu Ye would be ostracized by the entire community.
The way Elder Tang worded it, it was just a step away from saying this directly to Gu Ye – “You dug up your senior brother’s grave, but this is an internal matter within your sect. As an outsider, I have no right to comment, and I won’t be responsible for the consequences. But could you please stop showing off online? Don’t let them see it. Keep a low profile, kid!”
Understanding the meaning, Gu Ye chuckled. “Elder Tang, turn on the speaker and raise the volume. I’ll tell them.”
Xie Cheng took the phone and motioned to his master to put down his teacup. “There might be some bad words coming; don’t choke.” After that, Xie Cheng said to Gu Ye on the phone, “I have turned it on. Go ahead and say it. The seniors can hear.”
Gu Ye sneered, “Actually, you guys want it too, but you can’t take it out. If it weren’t for those formations protecting it, you would have already sneaked up the mountain in the middle of the night with a cloth bag and dug it away. What are you guys trying to do with large ‘white lotus’ cabbage1 now?”
“You…” Gu Ye’s words nearly choked the old men to death from anger. Anyone carrying a cloth bag up the mountain in the middle of the night is a thief!
Elder Tang put down his teacup, thankful he didn’t drink it, or he would have sprayed it all over himself.
Gu Ye didn’t give those elders any faces. While eating with Zhao Pengyu and Xia Xiang, he chewed on peanuts and scolded them. “I never saw you treat my senior brother this well when he was alive. Now you’re acting like you’re protecting your father, all unhappy. Can’t you feel the face-slapping? Besides, why do I care what you guys think?”
Gu Ye picked up his soda and took a leisurely sip. “For this matter, I have two words for you: Ha! Tui!” (spits)
Elder Tang was helpless. “Fine. He’s already gone; the item was just to leave a memory behind. Well, your sect’s legacy is in your hands, so it counts as a legacy.”
The elders’ expressions dropped when they heard Elder Tang’s words. Was he just going to leave it alone? Was he just going to let this scum run rampant in the circle?
After Elder Tang hung up the phone, he leaned back lazily. “I’m old, and I retired a long time ago. I really can’t take care of it. You guys are getting old too, and it’s your children’s world from now on. Come spend your retirement with me.”
Elder Tang spoke weakly, coughing a few times afterward. It seemed he truly couldn’t bear to worry about such trivial matters. Xie Cheng glared at the masters coldly, his eyes dismissing them. “Hurry up and leave! Don’t disturb my master’s rest.”
The masters were too embarrassed to say anything else and left infuriated by Gu Ye’s scolding. When they returned and told their old buddies about it, they were furious, but there was nothing they could do about Gu Ye. His master was gone, and with no one to manage him, they tried to use their seniority within the mystic arts community to pressure him. Not only did he not listen, but he also scolded them. His sharp tongue was unstoppable, and he would spout off a stream of insults that no one could handle.
So, unable to deal with Gu Ye, these older masters came up with an idea: to prevent their disciples from interacting with Gu Ye, to prevent them from learning bad habits from him.
The rumor that ‘Gu Ye is a cancer in the mystic arts community’ has once again been circulating. The crude explanation is: He’s disrespectful to his elders, heartless, and not a good person. You can’t hang with him.
Elder Tang and Old Master Yu were close friends, and during a conversation, he mentioned this incident to Old Master Yu, who immediately became upset. “What? Are they bullying my children because he doesn’t have a master to protect him? Not letting their disciples hang together? My child doesn’t have a master, but he still has a father2 alright? These people should wait for me (my retaliation)!”
At the same time, in an elegantly decorated manor abroad, a beautiful middle-aged woman in a cheongsam stared blankly at the message on her phone, which said ‘Grave was destroyed.’ She took a deep breath and said with a cold expression, “I’m going back to China tomorrow.”
“President Jing, aren’t you attending the exhibition tomorrow afternoon?”
“No.” The woman looked at the words ‘Gu Ye’ on her phone, her eyes cold as she whispered, “Why, are you also called Gu Ye?”
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