Chapter 121: Changes All Within Expectation (1)

Hunting in the Northwest Qian Shen 2381 words 2026-04-13 11:02:40

The temperature in Broken Horizon truly felt like eternal spring, and Ye Zheng still liked it here very much. This place was quite similar to his Tianming Mountain, making it a comfortable place to stay.

Of course, there were also differences. This place was really noisy; people chirped and chatted nonstop all day long. No one knew what they could possibly discuss for so long.

“Master, what are these characters you’ve marked? I can’t quite understand them. Can I take a look?” Yu Zidu ran into the courtyard holding a book, calling out to Ye Zheng, who was drinking tea.

There was no helping it; many of the characters were unfamiliar to him, probably an ancient script.

“Go ask Yu Qiuming; he knows them. If not, ask your mother. These are the characters used by your White Python clan thousands of years ago.” Ye Zheng was too lazy to move. It was winter, a time to truly enjoy life—why bother doing so many things?

Although Ye Zheng understood the White Python clan’s culture, he could never compare to their own people. So if there were questions, it was more reliable to ask their own family members.

Feeling bored staying in the courtyard every day, Ye Zheng planned to go into town and have a look. Perhaps there would be something interesting.

But he could not just step out directly. The attention he would attract was too high. No matter what he did, a crowd would be watching him.

So before setting out, Ye Zheng changed into a silver-white robe embroidered with bamboo in silver thread and used magic to alter his appearance. This way, going out was much safer.

“I’m heading out for a while. I might be back anytime. You all keep busy and don’t worry about me. When I’ve had enough fun, I’ll come back.” He said this as he entered Yu Qiuming’s study and then left directly.

Yu Qiuming didn’t catch what Ye Zheng said clearly. By the time he looked up, Ye Zheng had already disappeared, but he roughly understood the meaning.

Yu Qiuming had known about Ye Zheng’s nature since they first met: an unrestrained free spirit.

He seemed never to change, but the people and things around him constantly shifted. Perhaps this was because of his indifference toward everything.

He didn’t care much; he only did as he pleased, casting a cold glance at others.

It truly seemed he was indifferent to everything, which was why he was so carefree.

He could involve himself in everything or nothing at all—it all depended on his mood.

Especially when it came to taking on disciples; it was just a sudden whim that might later cause regret.

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However, Ye Zheng was not a capricious man. Once he made a decision, he wouldn’t change it. If he accepted a disciple, he would not send him away.

If he was too lazy to supervise, as now, he would simply hand them a few books. “The master leads you to the door; cultivation depends on yourself!”

“Hey, I heard you took a master. Which one? Is he powerful?” A punk blocked Yu Zidu’s path.

Ye Zheng watched from a distance, curious about what this boy did every day.

He had made an exception to accept him as a disciple, and yet this boy was asking about cultivation methods before setting out, only to be loafing around on the streets now. Wasn’t this disrespectful?

If the boy truly didn’t want to learn, Ye Zheng wouldn’t force him. He just needed to say so clearly. It was that simple.

There was no need to worry about others’ concerns. Ye Zheng wasn’t the type to care about face. If a disciple was no good, so be it!

Taking on disciples was really a matter of fate and mood. If someone truly suited him, he would accept them immediately.

Conversely, if he decided against it, no matter what the other said, he would never agree.

“Shut up! My master isn’t someone you can insult. Get lost!” Yu Zidu snapped angrily, watching the others leave, his heart filled with frustration.

He didn’t understand his master’s attitude—sometimes caring, sometimes indifferent. It was baffling.

Though not foolish, he wanted someone to supervise him so he could better discipline himself and cultivate properly.

Why didn’t his parents have time for him? Now he had a master, but still, the master didn’t care.

He didn’t understand whether he was truly lacking or what. Everyone ignored him, as if he didn’t exist.

Even his close friends looked skeptical when they heard he had a master, thinking it was a lie.

Sure, he had no one supervising him, and he did things his own way.

“Stop staring! If you keep looking, I’ll kill you. Now get lost!” Yu Zidu glared fiercely at the onlookers and strode down the street, dejected.

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Ye Zheng observed everything from within the crowd without intervening. He remained in observation mode.

Time passed by the seconds, and Yu Zidu’s emotions grew increasingly uncontrollable. Just as Yu Zidu was about to lose it, Ye Zheng kept his gaze fixed on him, unmoved.

He was curious about this boy’s endurance. Could he control himself, or would he completely lose himself beyond a certain limit?

“Everyone else is scared of me, but why are you still standing here? Aren’t you afraid I’ll hit you?” Yu Zidu stepped in front of Ye Zheng, staring at the man who had watched him since the beginning.

If not for seeing no ill intent, he would have struck already. No one dared to look him in the eye like this.

“Afraid? Why should I be afraid of you? Your cultivation isn’t stable. If you fought me, you probably wouldn’t win.” Ye Zheng raised an eyebrow and smiled. This boy wasn’t bad—he could control himself.

“Hey, I’m the young lord. If you talk like that, you might get beaten up, you know that?” Yu Zidu calmed down and found this person interesting. It was the first time he’d met someone who dared confront him head-on.

“You’re no match for me, nor is your father. You’d better spend your time cultivating instead of running wild in the streets!” Ye Zheng cast a cold glance at Yu Zidu and then turned away.

Insight comes from within; no one else can truly help.

If Yu Zidu wanted to grow, he needed to learn to comprehend everything continually, not rely on his status to intimidate others.

If he weren’t the young lord of Broken Horizon, with his attitude, he wouldn’t last till nightfall here.

His talent for making enemies was unmatched, and when solving problems, he only knew how to flaunt his identity or his parents. Without that halo, what could he do?

Change never comes from others or the environment but from one’s own mindset. It is not others or surroundings that change a person, but the person who changes himself.