After Changing to the Ruthless Way, the Brothers Cried and Begged for Forgiveness-Chapter 415: I Can Teach You

Yu Zhao, hailing from the cultivation world of the Minor Thousand World, was deeply curious about everything in the Wind Realm. As she strolled leisurely, she would occasionally pause to inquire about things that caught her interest.
Feng Jiu Si, ever patient, never hurried her along. Whenever Yu Zhao showed interest in something, he would kindly and softly explain it to her.
Thanks to her many subtle inquiries, Yu Zhao gradually developed a general understanding of the Wind Realm. She learned that the Wind Realm, Fire Realm, and other worlds whose Realm Lords were attending the grand ceremony were all part of the Southern Region, which belonged to the Medium Thousand World.
In the Medium Thousand World, the planets were interconnected through teleportation channels that were open to all. With the right amount of spirit stones, cultivators could travel freely across these worlds. However, traveling to the Major Thousand World or back to the Minor Thousand World was far more restrictive. Yu Zhao hadn’t yet uncovered the finer details, but what she learned gave her some peace of mind.
She wasn’t afraid of trouble—what worried her most was being unable to return to her cultivation world.
With these thoughts in her mind, Yu Zhao slowed her steps, her eyes idly scanning the stalls lining the streets. Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a peculiar artifact displayed at one of the booths.
She halted and turned to look.
The stall was modest, neither large nor small, and run by a white-haired elder who exuded a scholarly air. In front of him lay a dozen or so disc-shaped artifacts, each embedded with a black stone crisscrossed by numerous glowing or dim lines.
Noticing Yu Zhao’s gaze, Feng Jiu Si explained, “Those are formation discs. Once bound to a master, these can be used to quickly set up formations and even grant insights into the mysteries of array paths.”
Yu Zhao’s eyes lit up.
Over the past year, she had assisted several masters in setting up ancient formations, which had sparked her growing interest in array paths. According to Dao Lord Tai Wei, the Heavenly Ladder was essentially a teleportation channel between star regions and had a profound connection with formations. If she could achieve mastery in the array path, she might repair the Heavenly Ladder without relying on others.
Yu Zhao approached the stall. “May I take a look?” she asked.
The elder smiled warmly. “Please, go ahead.”
Yu Zhao picked up one of the formation discs and carefully examined the intricate patterns etched on its surface. After a while, she looked up and asked, “Is this a combat formation?”
The elder smiled appreciatively. “You’ve got sharp eyes, my lady. This is indeed the Flowing Fire Formation.”
Yu Zhao smiled faintly, unfazed by his praise. Anyone with basic knowledge of formations could recognize the patterns’ significance.
“What is the stone in the center?” she asked.
The elder gave her a curious look but, seeing her sincerity, answered, “That is a realm stone, imbued with the power of space to ensure the formation’s stable operation.”
Yu Zhao nodded thoughtfully and was about to ask for the price when a hand suddenly reached over her shoulder and snatched the formation disc from her grasp.
“These are just basic formation discs,” said the intruder. “If you’re truly interested in the array path, I can teach you.”
Yu Zhao glanced at her now-empty hand, a flash of cold light flickering in her eyes. Suppressing her emotions, she turned calmly to greet the newcomer. “Young Master Tu,” she said.
“Tu Xiao, why haven’t you left yet?” Feng Jiu Si asked, his brow furrowing slightly.
Tu Xiao was unlike the gentle Feng Jiu Si or the carefree Huo Shao Yan. His tall and sturdy frame, broad shoulders, and calm, composed demeanor naturally inspired trust in others. His voice was steady as he replied, “It’s been a long time since I’ve visited the Wind Realm, so I decided to stay a bit longer.”
Feng Jiu Si’s frown deepened.
“In the Southern Region, the Tu family is unparalleled in the array path,” Tu Xiao continued. “If you wish to learn, I am the best teacher you could ask for.”
The elder, who initially looked displeased at the disruption, lit up with excitement upon hearing Tu Xiao reveal his identity. His cloudy eyes sparkled with fervor. “Young Master Tu is absolutely correct! Not just in the Southern Region, even the Northern Region would struggle to find a family that rivals the Tu family in the array path!”
Tu Xiao gave a reserved smile.
Yu Zhao’s face lit up with apparent delight, but inwardly, her thoughts sank.
How strange!
It was far too strange!
She and Tu Xiao had only met once—at her dual cultivation ceremony with Feng Jiu Si, no less. Yet now, Tu Xiao openly expressed goodwill toward her and even offered to teach her formations in front of Feng Jiu Si. His intentions were blatantly clear.
Yu Zhao wasn’t so arrogant as to believe her charm could enrapture a well-traveled Young Master at first sight. Coupled with the overly warm attitudes of Huo Shao Yan and Shui Qiu Bai, Yu Zhao’s heartbeat gradually steadied, and a faint smile curved her lips.
“That’s… wonderful,” she said after a pause, her tone hesitant as she glanced at Feng Jiu Si.
Tu Xiao’s lips curved into a faint smirk as he turned to Feng Jiu Si. “Surely Young Master Feng isn’t so petty. I have no ulterior motives.”
A shadow flickered in Feng Jiu Si’s eyes, but it quickly dissipated as he replied in a soft, measured tone, “Of course not.”
“Good,” Tu Xiao said.
Both men smiled, but their gazes clashed with invisible sparks.
Feigning ignorance of the tension, Yu Zhao suggested they return. Neither man objected.
And so, Tu Xiao joined them on their return journey.
Since Feng Jiu Si had agreed, he did not obstruct further proceedings. He even prepared a spacious venue for Yu Zhao and Tu Xiao to study formations together.
Yu Zhao cast aside all distractions and focused wholeheartedly on learning from Tu Xiao, treating him as a proper teacher.
While Yu Zhao worked diligently to repair the Heavenly Ladder, chaos reigned in the cultivation world.
The Seven Great Sects had joined forces to search every corner of the world, almost unearthing Lei Nuo from his hiding place underground. Yet they found no trace of Ye Cong Xin, Fang Cheng Lang, or the others.
Reluctantly, they had to accept that these individuals were no longer in the cultivation world.
This realization left Sect Master Ji Yuan and the others in a state of panic. When the Dao Field was enveloped in poisonous smoke, everyone present had lost consciousness, leaving no witnesses to the subsequent events.
What if Ye Cong Xin, harboring an evil spirit, had interfered or even harmed Yu Zhao?
With no way to confirm Yu Zhao’s fate, those concerned for her could only wait anxiously.
Their spirit cores were nearly depleted, leaving them incapable of reconstructing another ancient formation anytime soon. As such, they had no means of contacting Dao Lord Tai Wei to learn what had happened.
Master Qing Yan, upon hearing about the Dao Field incident, entered seclusion at Lone Moon Peak, swearing not to emerge until he ascended.
When Lan Zi Yu eventually recovered and descended the mountain, he discovered he was the only one left on Lone Moon Peak. His master was in seclusion, his senior brothers and sisters were missing, and the Yu Zhao he disliked so much had seemingly been taken by a lord of the higher realm.
The confidence Lan Zi Yu had painstakingly built crumbled once more, and he returned to Lone Moon Peak, rarely seen by others.
The cultivation world fell into a quiet lull after Yu Zhao’s departure.
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