Chapter 2: Going Home (Part 2)

Zhu Juan said with a grin, “I’ve found that as long as this little guy is around, something always happens. Hehe, you know, I haven’t gone out for a while either. Maybe there’s some secret realm out there—why not take my junior brother along?”
Ku Mu replied, “No!”
Zhu Juan made a pained face and said, “Mu Tu, it’s not good to hoard everything for yourself. Share with your brother too—you eat the meat… and my junior brother drinks the soup…”
Ku Mu snapped, “I don’t want any damn meat!”
Zhu Juan was at a loss. The difficulty in communicating with Ku Mu was well-known in the sect. He looked at Monier and said, “Ni Er…” Since he had a good relationship with her, he had no choice but to ask her for help.
Monier said, “We’re not going to a secret realm; we’re going to take care of some personal matters. Why are you coming?”
Zhu Juan retorted, “Stop fooling me!” He glanced suspiciously between the two of them and suddenly spotted Guo Shier hiding behind Monier. Smiling, he said, “Shier, tell Uncle Fat where you’re going.”
Guo Shier rolled his eyes in exasperation—this guy was acting like he was talking to a child. Innocently, he replied, “I follow my master and master wife… wherever they go, I go there.” In other words: Don’t ask me; it’s pointless.
Zhu Juan was frustrated—everyone in this family was cunning. Smiling, he said, “Oh, fine. I’ll do the same as you—wherever your master goes… I’ll go there. Wherever your master wife goes… I’ll…” Suddenly, he realized he shouldn’t say that. Sure enough, Monier was already glaring at him.
Guo Shier couldn’t help but laugh, “If you want to follow, my master won’t agree.”
Ku Mu raised his hand to slap Guo Shier, but the slap turned out to be extremely light. He scolded, “Adults are talking—kids, don’t interrupt!”
Monier was upset. She hugged Guo Shier tightly and snapped, “Why did you hit my baby?”
Ku Mu wanted to say he hadn’t hit him, but remembering Monier’s unreasonable attitude, he stayed silent and just snorted. Guo Shier quickly said, “Master, master wife, let’s go. Uncle Eagle Demon, come with us.”
Zhu Juan pricked up his ears, thinking, “Great, they must be hiding something from me.” Deliberately, he said, “Sigh, forget it. Pitiful me… with such strong combat skills, yet no one wants me.”
Guo Shier opened the talisman gate. Eagle Demon entered first, followed by Ku Mu. Monier said, “Baby, you go in first.” Guo Shier stepped through the gate, and Monier followed right after. Zhu Juan grinned and rushed in right after them. A few seconds later, the talisman gate disappeared.

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Outside Qin Guang City.
A talisman gate suddenly appeared, and the Eagle Demon stepped out of it. He looked around; the place seemed somewhat familiar. By the time Ku Mu came out, he already knew where they were and exclaimed in surprise, “Qin Guang City?”
Guo Shier and Monier also came out. He said, “Yes, it’s Qin Guang City.”
The Eagle Demon asked curiously, “Why isn’t it the Northern Talisman Gate?”
Guo Shier smiled bitterly. “After obtaining the talisman gate, we didn’t have time to return to the Northern Talisman Gate, so we temporarily set up a point outside Qin Guang City… Hey, Uncle Fat, how did you follow us… Oh no, this is so dangerous…”
Just as Zhu Juan rushed out of the talisman gate, it disappeared into the air. Zhu Juan was also drenched in cold sweat. He said, “I accidentally entered the wrong gate…”
Everyone stared at him in silence. How could he get the wrong gate? That was pure nonsense.
Zhu Juan looked around and said, “What kind of secret realm is this? It seems pretty ordinary!”
Ku Mu said, “This isn’t a secret realm!”
Zhu Juan was stunned. “Not a secret realm? Then where is this?”
Monier said, “This is Baby’s hometown.”
Zhu Juan suddenly realized what was happening. A hint of excitement appeared in his eyes as he said, “The Lower-Level Talisman Continent? Haha, we’re rich!” As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Guo Shier’s angry gaze. He scratched his head and said, “Oops, I’m sorry. It turns out to be Shier’s hometown. Hehe, I’ll pretend I never said that, hehe…”
Ku Mu said, “I promised Shier to keep this place a secret.”
A flattering smile appeared on Zhu Juan’s fat face. He said, “Shier, your Uncle Fat will also keep it secret. Don’t worry, Uncle Fat won’t talk nonsense.”
Only then did Guo Shier step forward and say, “Thank you, Uncle Fat. My home is here. I hope it won’t be invaded.” He knew how powerful the Intermediate-Level Talisman Continent was. Once discovered, there was no way to escape invasion. If it happened because of him, he couldn’t bear it.
Zhu Juan swore repeatedly. He didn’t want to offend this family of three; they were all freaks.
Ku Mu said, “Since you’ve followed us, let’s go together.”
Guo Shier said, “Uncle Eagle Demon, we won’t enter Qin Guang City. We’ll go straight to the Northern Talisman Gate. Hehe… But I don’t know the way.”
The Eagle Demon laughed. “I do. I’ll lead the way.” He also obtained a flying talisman, which was directly implanted on his body as part of his talisman patterns. This was a ability he got from the Talisman Martial Illusion Path.
Ku Mu said, “Fly ahead, and we’ll follow.”

The Eagle Demon was a bit afraid of heights; he preferred to fly close to the ground, about a meter above it, with a maximum height of three meters, so that even if he fell, nothing would happen to him. Yet he had another strange habit—he liked to kick things from time to time. For example, when flying over a tree, he would habitually kick it, which would make him fly a little faster. But to others, such actions looked ugly, as if he were an eagle with a damaged wing, flapping around constantly.

Zhu Juan didn’t appreciate the Eagle Demon’s flying style at all. He said, “Why does this guy fly so uglyly… bouncing around like a toad…”

Guo Shieru disagreed. He said, “Uncle Fat, if it were a battle and the Eagle Demon were in the woods, such movements would be very useful.”

Zhu Juan admitted Guo Shieru’s point, but he still stuck to his own opinion. The Eagle Demon’s flying style was simply too ugly—nothing like how cool his own flight was. Although his body when flying resembled an ascending balloon.

After flying for just a few hours, a small town appeared in the distance. Guo Shieru narrowed his eyes slightly. He recognized this town—it was the one that had been massacred by the people of the Mu Fu Sect. Lu Ning, the beast sorcerer who ordered the massacre, had received his punishment; now he was nothing but a walking corpse.

Guo Shieru said, “Master and Masteress, let’s go to the town to eat something. I’m hungry.”

Monier said, “Okay, baby. Let’s go! Little Eagle… stop at the town!”

The Eagle Demon paused for a moment. He wasn’t used to being called “Little Eagle”; “Eagle” would have been more appropriate. But he couldn’t object. Not to mention age, just because they were Guo Shieru’s master and masteress, they had the right to call him “Little Eagle.” After all, he was Guo Shieru’s follower.

The townspeople had already moved here, and the town had become lively again. This road was a remote trade route from the North Fu Sect to Qin Guang City, with small and medium-sized caravans passing by frequently. This town served as an important supply station, which was why it recovered so quickly. The North Fu Sect had given this town to a vassal family, making it part of that family’s territory.

Guo Shieru and the others descended from the air when they were still a few hundred meters away from the town. Fortunately, since they were flying low, they didn’t disturb anyone.

After walking a few steps, the four of them emerged from the woods and arrived on the trade road. By then, people could be seen walking on the road, and in the distance from the town, there were scattered farmlands with a few farmers at work.

Before long, the four of them entered the town.

Since the four of them were dressed in magnificent attire made of materials the townspeople had never seen before, most passersby’s attention was drawn to them, their gazes filled with obvious awe.
Zhu Juan laughed and said, “Shier, why are they all looking at me?”
Guo Shier replied casually, “Because Uncle Fat is so handsome that he’s attracted so many people’s attention.”
Eagle Demon couldn’t help but smile bitterly. The kid really spoke without restraint—after all, Zhu Juan was a Holy Master. Then Zhu Juan burst into laughter, saying, “Shier really understands me, haha… hahaha!”
Monier said, “Fatso, what are you doing crazy…”
Zhu Juan said proudly, “Your little treasure is praising me! What? Are you jealous…?”
Monier pouted and said to Guo Shier, “Your Uncle Fat isn’t very smart… hehe.”
Eagle Demon said, “There’s a restaurant ahead. Let’s go there.”
It was an open-style restaurant, a simple outdoor eatery with basic long wooden tables and narrow benches. It was a place designed to serve meals for caravans, with an open trough next to it for storing horses, emitting a strong stench.
Eagle Demon was used to this smell. He led the four of them inside.
Monier asked in confusion, “Is this a restaurant? Why does it feel like an animal pen?”
It was bustling inside, with a caravan having meals there. Eagle Demon turned around and said, “The dining places here are all similar. As long as you can eat your fill, that’s good enough, especially for caravans, who usually eat and rest together in a chaotic manner.”
Eagle Demon called out loudly, “Owner… owner! We have customers!” It was the tone of someone who traveled outside all the time, and only an experienced traveler would shout like that.
A fat man ran out from the kitchen, asking repeatedly, “Which old customer? Which old customer has come?”
Guo Shier found it amusing. This place had been rebuilt not long ago, and the owner had only been here for less than half a year—where could there be old customers?
Eagle Demon shouted, “Two bowls of roasted meat, two bowls of boiled meat, one bowl of meat soup, some wild vegetables, and a basket of flatbreads! Hurry up!” He found an empty table, pulled over a few benches, and said, “Come, sit down…”
Monier hesitated slightly, butdead wood -> dead wood didn’t care at all and sat down right away. He had been to many places and seen worse ones.
Zhu Juan looked at the narrow benches awkwardly, touched his own bottom, then dragged over a bench, pressed it with his hand, and tried to sit down. The hard wooden bench creaked loudly. He asked softly, “Shier, is this thing sturdy?”

The shop owner rushed over and exclaimed upon hearing this, “Strong! Really strong… just as strong as me, haha!”
Click! Thud!
“What strength is this…”
Guo Shier looked at Zhu Juan and the shop owner in silence.