Next, for several days in a row,
Ye Liuyun would stay inside the Purgatory for a few hours every day.
At first,
the jailers in Purgatory still suspected that Ye Liuyun had some kind of special fetish, maybe even some shady plot hidden behind this facade.
But as time went on,
everyone pretty much understood that Ye Liuyun really just came to watch people die.
Maybe it’s because he spent so much time in jailhouses,
there are all kinds of mentally twisted, kinky weirdos—these jailers had seen plenty before, so after their initial shock, they quickly accepted it.
"Sigh!"
Only this time, when Ye Liuyun left, his expression carried a hint of regret.
The one seeing Ye Liuyun off was a different jailer this time.
Seeing Ye Liuyun like that, he couldn’t help but ask in confusion,
"Sir, what’s wrong?"
"It’s nothing. I’ve got a case to work on tomorrow, so I’ll be leaving the Imperial City for a while. Feels a bit unfortunate."
As a Lord Thousand Households of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, Ye Liuyun wasn’t like the other lords,
always pawning their cases off to their subordinates,
while spending every day drinking and having fun.
That’s why whenever there was a case, Ye Liuyun would always handle it personally.
"..."
The jailer had thought it was something serious, but turns out it’s just this.
He was a bit speechless, but still forced a polite smile and said to Ye Liuyun,
"So next time Lord Thousand Households comes by, I’ll have someone bring over a few Class C prisoners for an execution show for you."
"It’s a deal!"
Though,
Class C prisoners don’t necessarily have better Talent Entries than Class D ones,
but then again, what if a few of them are pretty decent? Ye Liuyun was actually rather looking forward to it.
"Heh, it’s settled then!"
Seeing Ye Liuyun take this kind of thing so seriously,
the jailer could only shake his head in resignation.
...
The next day,
Ye Liuyun left his residence, taken care of by Xing’Er.
When he arrived at the Embroidered Uniform Guard, he happened to see Si Nan and Shi Sheng facing off in the courtyard.
"Huh?"
This scene made Ye Liuyun pause for a moment as he walked in.
"Sir!"
Noticing Ye Liuyun’s arrival, worried he’d get the wrong idea, Si Nan quickly explained,
"I just wanted to spar with Shi Sheng a bit, it’s not like we have any bad blood."
Spar?
Ye Liuyun glanced at Si Nan, and sure enough, under the Cultivation Realm section, Si Nan’s realm had already become First-class Martial Artist.
So he broke through!
He then looked at Shi Sheng on the other side—Postnatal Martial Artist?
Looks like not just Si Nan—Shi Sheng had broken through as well.
Except, Si Nan clearly didn’t know Shi Sheng had leveled up too, otherwise he wouldn’t be so eager to spar with him.
"Alright then!"
Ye Liuyun didn’t intend to stop them.
A little sparring is good—builds combat experience, which is never a bad thing.
As he said this, Ye Liuyun even stepped back a bit, arms crossed, looking every bit the entertained spectator.
Realizing this was a chance to show off in front of Ye Liuyun,
Si Nan suddenly grinned wide and looked straight at Shi Sheng,
"Shi Sheng, the me today isn’t the same as the me from before. If you dare underestimate me now, you’ll definitely regret it."
"Oh yeah?"
Shi Sheng wasn’t stupid.
First thing in the morning, hearing Si Nan ask for a spar, Shi Sheng instantly realized the guy had definitely broken through.
But Shi Sheng didn’t reject Si Nan’s invitation.
This is you setting yourself up for embarrassment—don’t blame me for it.
"Well then, let me see what kind of progress you’ve made!"
Saying that, Shi Sheng even lifted his hand and beckoned Si Nan over, looking as if he was ready for action any time.
"Hmph!"
Seeing Shi Sheng’s relaxed attitude,
Si Nan snorted in annoyance. He’d even warned him, and yet Shi Sheng was still so indifferent.
You’re asking to be humiliated, don’t blame me.
Thinking that, Si Nan’s figure moved in a flash.
"Swish!"
His Qinggong wasn’t half bad to begin with; now that he’d broken through to First-class Martial Artist, Si Nan was even faster.
If Shi Sheng were still First-class, he really might not have been able to keep up with Si Nan’s Qinggong, but now that he was Postnatal—well, that changed the game completely.
"Sorry, bro!"
In a leap, Si Nan was already behind Shi Sheng.
After working together for so long, Si Nan didn’t really dislike Shi Sheng; on the contrary, they’d become better friends.
But when it came to seeing someone else embarrassed, Si Nan was always up for it.
Only—
Right as he reached out, thinking Shi Sheng wouldn’t react in time,
the next second—
"Slap!"
Shi Sheng, who had been facing away just now, suddenly turned and grabbed Si Nan’s wrist with a swift motion.
"Actually, I should be the one saying sorry, bro!"
"?"
Si Nan hadn’t even processed what was happening.
Shi Sheng’s arm flexed, and he swung Si Nan by the wrist, sending him flying.
Luckily, Si Nan’s Qinggong was solid; he flipped and rolled midair, finally landing steadily without looking too ridiculous.
Raising his head again, stunned, Si Nan looked at Shi Sheng.
"You’ve broken through?"
If he still couldn’t tell by now that Shi Sheng had advanced to the Postnatal Realm, he really would be an idiot.
"Yup. Sorry, forgot to mention—I’m a Postnatal Martial Artist now."
As he spoke,
Shi Sheng flashed a grin at Si Nan, not looking the least bit guilty.
Si Nan’s face instantly darkened.
"And you still agreed to the spar?"
If he’d known Shi Sheng was already a Postnatal Martial Artist, Si Nan would have to be brain-dead to challenge him.