Bao Xiruo reminded Yang Tiexin earnestly.
Yang Tiexin nodded, lost in thought.
Bao Xiruo watched him curiously, as if he was making some plans.
"Since Mr. Chu has no such intentions towards Huang Guniang, then Mu Nianci might be able to be with Mr. Chu…"
Bao Xiruo's eyelids twitched, instinctively feeling that it was inappropriate.
She wanted to persuade him further, but Yang Tiexin, doting on his daughter, had made up his mind, so for the rest of the journey, the two of them constantly created opportunities for the two parties.
It was pitiful for Yang Kang, a living person; although he sensed his parents' intentions, he dared not speak out, as he still had some feelings for Mu Nianci.
However, he then thought, if Mu Nianci could marry Mr. Chu, wouldn't he, her nominal elder brother, be able to gain an advantage from proximity?
Yang Kang had coveted Chu Yang's "immortal methods" for a long time; if the two sides had a connection, and he then sought advice from Chu Yang, the latter would surely find it hard to refuse him.
Unable to resist the temptation, Yang Kang chose to join his parents in matchmaking Mu Nianci and Chu Yang.
Yang Tiexin's family followed Chu Yang into the small town.
As soon as they put down their luggage, the outside was already surrounded by a dense crowd.
Outside the courtyard, someone was quietly calling "Mr. Chu," while many others, though their faces showed eagerness, still waited quietly.
Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo exchanged glances, only then realizing that he was a local teacher, and a very famous one at that.
Chu Yang tidied up the dusty room, and after coming out, he saw Huang Rong's slender figure darting about, like a little mouse that had entered a granary.
"What are you looking for?"
Huang Rong replied as a matter of course, "Choosing a room! So many rooms here are dirty and messy. Don't you usually clean them?"
Chu Yang looked at her with a puzzled expression, "I live alone, why would I tidy so many rooms every day? It's troublesome and useless."
Huang Rong put her hands on her hips, proudly and spiritedly, "Now it's useful! I need a place to sleep, and I also need a clean kitchen to cook…"
"Hold it!" Chu Yang raised an eyebrow, motioned for Huang Rong to shut up, and then said, "When did I say you could live here?"
Huang Rong's eyes suddenly widened.
Her jade-like fingers, like white scallions, trembled as she pointed at Chu Yang, unable to speak for a long time.
She looked as if she had been abandoned after being seduced.
Huang Rong angrily retorted with righteous indignation, "Why can't I live here?!"
Chu Yang sincerely explained, "I have neurasthenia; I can't stand someone as noisy as you, chattering all day long."
"What…asthenia?" Huang Rong looked bewildered, and after realizing what he meant, she said fiercely, "Who are you calling chattering all day long?! And, if I don't stay here, where do I stay?"
Chu Yang rolled his eyes, "Where did you stay when you were a beggar? Stay there now. You know this county town better than I do. Am I afraid you'll get lost or something?"
Huang Rong was so angry her teeth ached, and she was about to turn and leave, never to see this bad guy again, but then she thought of Chu Yang crossing the border to Yanjing City to save her, and she found it hard to move her legs.
Just as Chu Yang finished speaking to Huang Rong, he saw Guo Jing and Yang Kang standing awkwardly by the door, holding their luggage; they had just overheard Chu Yang and Huang Rong's conversation.
If even Huang Rong couldn't stay, let alone them, who were neither relatives nor old acquaintances.
Yang Kang was a smart man; before Chu Yang could utter words to send them away, he laughed heartily, "It is already a great kindness that my family was rescued by Mr. Chu; how dare we trouble you, sir?"
Guo Jing also felt it was not good to disturb Chu Yang, so he nodded along, "I still need to go out and find my master…"
The young girl's eyes darted around, trying to find an excuse to stay. She then looked out at the crowded people and immediately changed the subject, "Little Chu, are all those people outside looking for you?"
Chu Yang looked up; the courtyard was packed with people, many gazes falling on him, filled with intense hope and eagerness.
He had been gone for several months, and some parents, fearing that their children's early education would be delayed, had sent them to other schools.
However, as time passed, the children not only showed no improvement in their studies, but their speech and actions also became less lively than before, with an increasing sense of dullness.
Previously, they only thought that Mr. Chu had a knack for teaching and nurturing, but they never expected such a vast difference between him and other teachers.
The longer Chu Yang's school remained closed, the more anxious these parents became.
In addition to the children who had originally received early education from Chu Yang, many had come because of his reputation.
With more people, the spots for early education became extremely precious, as the courtyard was only so big, and Chu Yang was the only teacher.
The competition was fierce, and everyone wanted to make a good impression on Chu Yang.
However, this group of people did not know that after returning from Soul Palace, Chu Yang had abandoned the plan to reopen the school in the short term.
He had returned this time to tidy up and then embark on a long journey, collecting martial arts and unique skills along the way to help his other selves in other worlds.
In any case, this matter was paramount; everyone would suffer or prosper together.
"Everyone, I, Chu, still have some unfinished business, and the school cannot reopen at the moment. I apologize for making you all come in vain."
Chu Yang cupped his hands to the surrounding commoners.
The light in the parents' eyes quickly dimmed, replaced by a spark in the eyes of some children.
They only knew that Mr. Chu's vacation seemed to have been extended again…
Upon hearing Chu Yang's resolute reply, the people outside the courtyard began to disperse one after another.
A portion of the parents, however, remained.
"Mr. Chu, when the school reopens, can my second child still come here to study?" a woman in a linen shirt nervously held her child, looking at Chu Yang with an almost pleading gaze.
More and more people were vying for school spots, including many wealthy and influential individuals. Their family was just ordinary poor commoners; they had initially come to Chu Yang's school simply because the tuition was cheap.
"Of course he should come," Chu Yang frowned and sneered, "And remember to urge him to finish his homework. He's always the loudest when school lets out. I'm going to check his homework, and if he dares to just muddle through, hmph hmph…"
The woman's face lit up with joy; she pushed her child in front of Chu Yang and excitedly said, "Did you hear that? Hurry up and thank Mr. Chu! Go home and finish your homework right away, otherwise, your old lady will beat you!"
As she spoke, Er Wa's back of the head received a slap, and he instantly looked wronged. Seeing Chu Yang laughing gleefully, his mouth puckered, and with a "waaah," he began to wail.
His mother's slap wasn't hard, and he didn't feel any pain; he cried entirely because the homework Chu Yang assigned was both difficult and plentiful, and he simply couldn't finish it, so he could only cry, tears and snot flowing.
Seeing him cry so miserably, Chu Yang's accumulated resentment from his student days instantly dissipated, and he felt refreshed.
It's precisely because I was drenched in the rain back then that I must tear up all your umbrellas and even call a water truck to make you run wildly in the downpour.
When the commoners dispersed, Chu Yang returned home, and Yang Kang and Guo Jing had already moved the luggage they had brought in back outside.
Yang Tiexin and his wife walked up to Chu Yang, saying apologetically, "Mr. Chu, it was presumptuous of my wife and I. We hope you will not blame us."
Chu Yang shook his head and smiled, "What I said to Huang Rong earlier was all in jest. Please don't take it to heart. The truth is, I have to go on a long journey, so it's inconvenient to keep people at home."
Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo then suddenly understood. Mu Nianci, who had been helping to pack the luggage, heard that Chu Yang was going on a long journey and suddenly looked up, wanting to speak but hesitating.
Huang Rong spoke before her, clapping her hands and laughing loudly, "Hehe, isn't the outside more fun? What's the point of a small county town, always cooped up here? Those good places I told you about last time, we can go play there this time!"
Chu Yang glanced at her, "I didn't say I was taking you."
Huang Rong froze; this time, she couldn't get angry. Instead, her eyes involuntarily filled with mist, and grievance welled up in her heart, "Daddy doesn't want me, and even you don't care about me, Little Chu, I'll never talk to you again!"
After crying and shouting a few times, Huang Rong lifted her leg to leave. Chu Yang, with a headache, could only pull her back, explaining, "I really have something important, and the plan is uncertain. I might have to run all over the world. Why would an underage person follow me…"
Huang Rong said nothing, but forcefully shook off Chu Yang's hand, showing that she was truly hurt this time.
"Go, go, go, you can go wherever you want. I'm really fed up with you. You like to run around so much, be careful not to get kidnapped by human traffickers!"
Chu Yang reluctantly compromised. He would just treat it as bringing a chef along for a trip; after all, this girl's cooking was quite delicious.
One moment she was crying like a weeping pear blossom, the next she was beaming with joy. With a wipe of her sleeve, Huang Rong's small face was clean, without a single tear stain at the corner of her eyes.
This magnificent display of changing expressions left Chu Yang dumbfounded, and he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
Guo Jing and Yang Kang were also stunned.
"Tell me, where are we going? Even if there's no definite plan, there should be a first stop, right?" Huang Rong excitedly leaned towards Chu Yang.
Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm is a unique skill of the Mongolia Tantric Sect, so the first stop is, of course…
"Mongolia!"
Chu Yang sighed.
Huang Rong's eyes, like autumn water, suddenly lit up, and she clapped her hands, jumping up and down, "Mongolia is good! I've never been to Mongolia before! I heard there are vast grasslands there."
Hearing that Chu Yang was going to Mongolia, Guo Jing also became excited and interrupted, "Huang Guniang, there are also many sheep flocks, fierce horses, and eagles on the grasslands! We can herd sheep and horses together!"
Huang Rong, who had just been in high spirits, immediately looked gloomy. She was speaking enthusiastically and was interrupted, so how could she be happy?
"None of your business! Who wants to herd sheep and horses with you?!"
Huang Rong really wanted to poison Guo Jing to make him mute; now just hearing his voice annoyed her.
Guo Jing closed his mouth, feeling wronged, not knowing what he had said wrong, and looked pitifully at Chu Yang.
Chu Yang chuckled, "Guo Jing, aren't you still looking for your masters? Why do you have the leisure to go to Mongolia with us? Don't you want your masters anymore?"
Guo Jing opened his mouth wide, speechless.
Then his whole body slumped, like a deflated ball.
Yes.
He hadn't found his masters yet, so how could he go back to Mongolia with Huang Guniang?
Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo frowned deeply.
They had originally intended to be neighbors with Chu Yang, thinking that if they spent time together day and night, Chu Yang might fall for Mu Nianci.
However, they didn't expect him to be going on a long journey.
Yang Tiexin felt that if Chu Yang and Huang Rong left like this, by the time they returned, their child might even be old enough to buy soy sauce!
Mu Nianci also seemed to sense the crisis and bravely sought help from her parents at night. The whole family, including Yang Kang, brainstormed plans for Mu Nianci.
At the same time, Chu Yang was preparing his plan.
The perfection of Source Breathing's sword techniques required reference to more advanced swordsmanship.
Improving close-combat abilities even more required exquisite martial arts.
Among many martial arts, there were even quite a few that could improve aptitude, possessing various miraculous effects and capable of tapping into human potential.
These were all things Chu Yang needed.
But!
There was something even more important!
Although the combat power in the Wuxia world couldn't compare to worlds like Shinigami or Hokage, there was something more profound here than combat power.