Chapter 606: Magical Great Ming (2)

Looking at the group of people in front of him, Su Yu smiled and asked, "Prince, is the Zhu Family not doing anything after Bai Junsheng beat you up?"

Zhu Hongliang asked with an odd expression, "Why should they do anything?"

"..."

Su Yu told himself that he needed to learn more about the unspoken rules of Great Ming.

"Is the Zhu Family not going to do anything after you were bullied?"

Zhu Hongliang asked again, "Why should they? Isn't it normal for students to spar with each other?"

"I see."

Su Yu nodded. So that was the case. The Zhu Family would not get involved. Good to know. In that case, he would be free to beat Zhu Hongliang up if this fellow decided to create trouble for him later.

After all, he was also a Mental Tempering Stage student, right? If even Bai Junsheng, a Skysoar, could beat this fellow up, it should be fine for him, a Mental Tempering Stage student, to do so as well, right?

At this moment, the young woman suddenly asked, "You're Su Yu? The same Su Yu my grandpa wants me to marry? You look decent, but you're too skinny."

The young woman sized Su Yu up and complained, "Why are you so skinny? Have you been skipping your meals? Or have you simply been wasting your energy in the brothels? I don't like a person like you."

She did not want to get married to him. Someone this skinny was most definitely a scumbag. She had seen way too many of them in Great Ming. She was uninterested in skinny playboys.

There were way too many womanizer scholars in Great Ming. Thus, regardless of Su Yu's talent, she was uninterested in him.

Su Yu laughed in amusement, "The prefect was joking. I am only interested in cultivation, nothing else."

Hearing that, the young woman looked at Su Yu oddly and asked, "Are you a hypocrite? Are you pretending to be uninterested to catch my attention? You definitely have a girlfriend, right? I saw in the Zhu Family records that your teacher, Liu Wenyan, is a playboy. You must be pretending."

"..."

Su Yu was tired of speaking to her. Her manner of speaking was too direct. Also, why was the Zhu Family so free? Why would they even include something like Teacher Liu's history with women in their records? Then again, that seemed to be quite interesting. Perhaps he should check these records when he had the chance as well.

This encounter left Su Yu quite speechless.

He forced himself to smile and said, "If that is what you wish to believe, so be it."

At this moment, a child from the group said, "Great Devil King Su, can you defeat my ninth brother? If you can defeat him, can you defeat my eighth sister?"

At that question, Su Yu smiled. He looked at the two youngsters standing in front of him and asked, "Since you're standing in my way, are you here to spar with me?"

"Nope." Zhu Hongliang said, "Not interested at all. If you really want to spar, we can compete in something else, such as eating or drinking. A martial spar is pointless. I'm merely curious. Why did my grandpa have such a high opinion of you? Even if you're capable of killing Cloudbreach cultivators, you can only do so with ability blood essence. We have such geniuses in Great Ming as well. What's so special about defeating a stronger opponent with external help?"

He was very curious. Sure, he knew that Su Yu was a super genius. That was something he could acknowledge. But Zhu Tiandao seemed to have attached too much importance to Su Yu.

For the sake of Su Yu, Zhu Tiandao had even called for a meeting with all the higher-ups of the prefecture. That was a tad bit too excessive. His grandpa even planned to marry his eighth sister to Su Yu. And his eighth sister was his grandpa's sole granddaughter. If Su Yu was only offered a maternal granddaughter, he wouldn't be as surprised.

"External help?" Su Yu smiled, "Are you talking about this?"

He casually grabbed at the thin air and crushed an invisible bug floating in front of him. Then, his body flickered as he vanished before reappearing above Zhu Hongliang. With a punch, Zhu Hongliang was blasted into pieces. All the surrounding children were alarmed.

"Murder!"

Even the surrounding guards were alarmed. But next, Zhu Hongliang spoke through his broken body, "How did you notice?"

"It's merely a small trick." Su Yu said, "A real human is still different from a puppet. Then again, this puppet of yours sure looks very believable."

It was a fake Zhu Hongliang all along.

Inwardly, Su Yu was quite alarmed. He had not noticed that this Zhu Hongliang was merely a puppet before this. He had only discovered that something was off after crushing the tiny bug.

"Impressive."

Yet another fatty walked out of the palace. It was Zhu Hongliang.

The fatty sighed, "I've always believed that my puppets are good enough to fool everyone..."

Immediately after, this new Zhu Hongliang was blasted apart as well. Su Yu said, "Prince, you should stop wasting money. These puppets are quite expensive, but even if they have the strength of second-stage Skysoars, I can defeat them with a single slap. Why bother?"

Yet another Zhu Hongliang appeared. This time, he had finally arrived in person.

He asked in astonishment, "Why did you attack without any hesitation? Were you not afraid that you would accidentally kill me for real?"

How ferocious. How was Su Yu so sure that he was hitting a puppet? What if it was a real person? How would Su Yu continue living in Great Ming after that?

One of the girls said, "You're so strong. Even without using the ability blood essence, you're still very strong."

Even though those were puppets, there was no denying that they were as strong as Skysoars. Yet they had been defeated so easily by Su Yu.

Su Yu smiled, "Not really. I avoid killing most of the time."

What he left unsaid was that these people wouldn't be able to stop him if he really wanted to kill. Even if that eighth princess was already a fifth-stage Skysoar, she wouldn't be able to stop him.

"Are you really eighteen?" The young woman said, "I am Zhu Qingyan, ranked eighth among the fourth generation. You can address me as eighth sister as well."

"You are too polite, Eighth Princess."

Su Yu naturally wouldn't oblige. Forget about calling her eighth sister. He did not need to get too close to them. How would he know if this wasn't a honey trap by Old Zhu? All women were obstacles in the path of cultivation. There was no need for him to waste his time on her.

Even if Zhu Qingyan was actually better looking than he had imagined, he was still uninterested.

"You're...such a boring person."

Zhu Qingyan looked at him in disappointment and said, "Apart from your strength, there is nothing special about you. I'm warning you. If my grandpa proposes the same thing again, you are not allowed to agree."

Su Yu nodded and solemnly said, "Don't worry. I would rather go back to Great Xia and take the Nostril Woman as my wife."

"..."

Zhu Qingyan couldn't really understand what he was talking about, she could still sense the disrespect in his words. Zhu Hongliang was amazed. What a brave guy.

Su Yu was done. His eighth sister was someone with violent tendencies. Then again, his eighth sister would probably not be Su Yu's match.

"Hmph!"

Zhu Qingyan decided to ignore Su Yu and leave. This was a boring man. In her mind, the famous Su Yu should be a righteous hero with an aura of elegance, clad in fluttering white robes.

But at present, Su Yu was clad in a bland outfit. Even his aura was completely hidden, making him look like a regular scholar. And there was no shortage of scholars in Great Ming. Previously, her interest had been somewhat piqued after Zhu Hongliang's puppets were blasted apart, but that slightly favorable impression she had of him did not remain for long.

This was merely someone who was slightly strong in combat. But it wasn't like there were no other experts in Great Ming. What was the big deal about a little bit of strength?

Su Yu wasn't bothered. He was more than happy to see her leave.

Ignoring the group of youngsters, he looked at the guard leading the way and asked, "Can you take me to the prefect now?"

"This way, please."

The guard did not dare to say anything else and hurriedly led Su Yu toward the main hall. Behind him, the youngsters started talking among themselves.

"Ninth Brother, he's disrespecting you. Beat him up!"

"He doesn't look that ferocious. Eighth Sister has merely left because she was too angry."

Zhu Hongliang ignored the children and laughed. Looking at Su Yu curiously, he hollered, "Su Yu, I heard that you're quite close with Great Xia's Xia Huyou. How am I compared to him?"

"Are you talking about your strength?"

"No. Everything about us."

Su Yu did not even give Zhu Hongliang a look as he said, "I don't know you that well, but from what I saw earlier, if you meet Xia Huyou in a fight to the death, you won't last more than three minutes."

"..."

That was so mean.

"Is he really so strong?"

"He's alright."

"But..."

"You're less than alright."

Fuck!

Zhu Hongliang couldn't resist cursing. What was this disdain?

"How about our bearing?"

"You are a generous person, Prince."

"And compared with Xia Huyou?"

"Are you willing to lend me one million merit points? If you are, then you're better than him. When I asked for a million merit points from him previously, he agreed easily."

"..."

Zhu Hongliang's face fell. Forget it. He decided to stop asking. He doubted that he could even sell himself for that much money. Was Xia Huyou really so generous?

But suddenly, Zhu Hongliang hollered again, "Are you going to stay here for long? I heard that you'll return to Great Xia after gaining enough strength. If you don't come back after borrowing my money, wouldn't that be a great loss for Great Ming?"

"I am someone who will repay sincerity with sincerity."

Hearing that, Zhu Hongliang sank into thought. After a while, he smiled and said, "I disagree that Xia Huyou is better than me. At the very least, he's not as fat as me."

"..."

Fine.

Su Yu paused slightly, but he did not turn around. Instead, he smiled. Interesting. He had to admit that the successors of both the Xia and Zhu families were definitely not lacking when it comes to their breadth of mind. At the very least, they were much better than the descendants of the large families he had met.