My Junior Still Hasn't Killed Me

31 (Extra)

Chapter 31: Extra - Young Gu XuanYan [Part 1]

Translated by Rikko of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Addis, WagahaiFujoshi

The crossroad at the street extended straight to the north and south, with lush greenery growing along the paths while catkin fluttered in the air.

Along the road stood high-rise households, faint chattering and laughter sounding out from within, semi veiled by beaded curtains.

Once Zhong Yan walked inwards from the intersection, he was greeted by the view of a long stretch of chariots on the streets with clusters of restaurants, tea houses and vendors everywhere. After walking to the end of the street and finding a few familiar shops, he finally determined that his current location should be Long River City.

As Zhong Yan would be elevating to Lesser Vehicle stage soon, he underwent closed-door training to focus on breaking through.

Out of nowhere today, he found himself in Long River City the moment he opened his eyes.

A brief stun later, Zhong Yan guessed he must have accidentally entered an illusory boundary during the closed-door training.

Some cultivators slid into such a predicament either due to the sudden emergence of internal demons[1]  or the failure in their cultivation practice. Both of which were life-threatening.

{1. From https://immortalmountain.wordpress.com/glossary/wuxia-xianxia-xuanhuan-terms/ : Rather than standard demons or devils, these are practitioner's negative emotions and other mental barriers which hinder their training/cultivation. Internal Demons, in some cases, can even attack the practitioner from the inside, and failure to adequately resist them may result in Qi Deviation.}

However, Zhong Yan should have be affected by neither of them. 

Moreover, only tranquillity could be seen as he strolled along the street. The city was so lively that it was as if he was not within an illusionary boundary but was in fact in the city.

Despite being clueless about the situation, Zhong Yan didn't dare to brandish his sword to break through the boundary.

Instead, he opted to sit by a tea stand on the street.

The tea stand owner, a woman in her forties or fifties, immediately wiped the table and asked with a smile, "What would sir cultivator like?"

Zhong Yan gave her a smile, "A pot of tea will do."

After a smile and a nod, the lady owner swiftly brought him a pot of Mount Straying Mist tea that was unique to Long River City.

If this was an illusion, it was too realistic.

Zhong Yan scanned his surroundings while drinking his tea, his mind focusing on a way to get out.

All of a sudden, a series of noises rang out behind him.

Upon turning his head back, he noticed a group of people running towards his side, a few fiery shouts intermingling them.

"Freeze, you little beggar!"

"How dare you steal from my shop! Just wait till I get my hands on you!"

Swears were mixed within the yelling, which sounded nearer and nearer.

Pedestrians on the road were quick to give way, while patrons of the roadside stalls poked out their heads to watch the commotion.

Zhong Yan swept a glance over but withdrew his line of sight due to the crowd on the streets blocking his view.