Big Bodhi

"I remember that you are also considered to be from the direct lineage of the fourth house, so why did you lower your status and go to the eight gates of the outer city to serve as a guard?"

Ji Yuenian stopped and looked sideways at Ji Bugui, who was panting beside him, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Ji Bugui had not ignited his Heart Fire. Although he was highly skilled in martial arts, he still had a mortal body. After he taught Zhao Yue a lesson in the west gate, he hurriedly chased after Ji Yuenian along the main road.

"My eldest son." Ji Bugui gave a wry smile. "Although I am a direct descendant of the fourth house, I am not able to receive the spirit herbs and medicines from Ji family like other people. So I can only take the initiative to be enlisted to the eight outer city gates and become a patrolling commander at the western gate, receiving a monthly salary in the form of spiritual grains.

[ED: Usually a person of position is addressed by their office or title in Ancient China and even modern times, this extends to the seniority of siblings or household hierarchy.]

Ji Yuenian looked at the mortals walking along on the broad road, and said softly, "Why? I remember that the elders of the Ji Family Elders Association treat each house almost without bias, except that the Patriarch's lineage accounted for 50% of the resources, The rest of the house should be even."

Ji Bugui's face became more bitter as he said, "The eldest son doesn't know anything, this matter has nothing to do with the fourth house. A few years ago, I was convicted for falsely talking about the elders. Not only was I imprisoned for half a year, but I was also forever banned from allocation in the family. There is no way for me to get the least bit of resource in the Ji household."

While the two were talking, two luxurious carriages galloped side by side in the middle of the main road, raising showers of sand and dust. Many pedestrians on both sides of the road all showed resentment, but no one dared to complain. The carriage was made of gold and jade, and it looked like a big shot in the inner city was passing by, and no one wanted to ask for trouble.

Ji Yuenian frowned slightly, flicked the sleeves of the Daoist robe, and all the dust that flew over was obliterated into nothingness. Ji Bugui observed the scene, secretly thinking that his opportunity had come, and immediately jumped forward, stopping the carriage after a few ups and downs.

"Who is so daring to stop my Zhao residence's carriage?"

A coachman scolded and jumped out of the carriage. He was about to speak out, but he suddenly recognized the black commander armor worn by Ji Bugui, and his face became a little solemn.

"It turns out the carriage of the Zhao's, so what? How can the carriage of Zhao Family be so presumptuous?" Ji Bugui pulled out a long sword from behind and placed it in front of him, ignoring the coachman at all.

The coachman's eyes moved slightly, but he was extremely alert and did not respond. Instead, he turned around and opened the curtain of the carriage and reported in a low voice.

After a few breaths, a gentle female voice like a yellow warbler came out from the carriage, "Which outer city patrol commander is here?"

Ji Bugui snorted and said, "The big city gate on the west side, Ji Bugui."

The female voice turned silent for a moment, then said softly, "It turned out to be Commander Ji, but my Zhao family's carriage has always been so presumptuous, what do you want?"

Although her voice was extremely gentle and pleasant, she did not take Ji Bugui seriously at all.

Most of the patrol commanders of the outer city were promoted from the commoners. For the cultivation families in the inner city, they were no different from ants.

Although it was very likely that Ji Bugui's surname was from the Ji family, he was sent to the west side of the city gate as a commander. It meant that even if this person really came from the Ji family, he must have no status in the Ji family.

"Then get off the carriage and let this commander check carefully to see if there are demons or spirits that have possessed you!"

Ji Bugui did not give in an inch, the long sword in his hand glowed with a cold light.

"Presumptuous! Miss Zhao Yanran can also be checked by an idiot like you?" A voice of chastisement fell on his ears, and a young man in a green robe walked down from another carriage, looking coldly at Ji Bugui.

The Initial Stage of Xuan Realm! This was a talent from Zhao family whose Heart Fire was ignited.

The commander token on his waist had already faintly sensed the cultivation of the young master in green robe, making Ji Bugui's heart tremble. But, then he thought of the eldest son who was watching from behind, so he did not dare to show any weakness.

"I don't care who you are." Ji Bugui gritted his teeth and said word by word, "The inspection can be waived, but just now Miss Zhao's carriage raised the dust and splashed on my Eldest Son. She must give account to him in person, and make amends."

Young Master in green robe laughed angrily, shook his head and said, "When did the eight gates of the outer city have such idiots? They don't even know the carriage of my Zhao family? I really don't know what to say."

After the words were finished, he made a seal casually, and a mysterious light appeared out of thin air, directly smashing Ji Bugui's longsword into pieces. The shards of the blade shattered and scattered, causing his entire body to be overturned several meters away by the impact. One of the sharp residual blades cut off a large piece of flesh and blood directly from the left side of his face.

The gurgling blood gushed out from his wound, but Ji Bugui didn't say a word, endured the pain and barely got up. He tore a piece of cloth from the cuff to cover the wound on his left face, and said ruthlessly, "I said, you’ll have to kneel down and apologize to the Eldest Son, do you hear me?"

At that time, dozens of people had stopped here, pointing at the two carriages. Although the main road was wide, there were gradually more and more pedestrians passing by.

She stretched out a slender, snow-white jade hand and opened the curtain of the carriage. Zhao Yanran walked down slowly, her face a little unhappy as she said, "Zhao Si Xing, why don't you hurry up and run over this idiot and his Eldest Son? My Zhao family is being pointed at here, are you not ashamed of yourself?"

Zhao Si Xing, the green robed male, hesitated for a moment, then said, "Miss Yanran, after all, this person is the commander of the big city gate on the west side. If we kill him directly, I'm afraid some …"

"As a member of the Zhao family, when did you become so timid?" Zhao Yanran gave Zhao Si Xing a cold look.

Although she had never ignited her Heart Fire, she had a very special position in the Zhao family. Even Zhao Si Xing, the son of the concubine of the family head, who had already ignited his Heart Fire, dared not pretend to be a senior in front of her.

"I see," Zhao Si Xing replied, turning his head to look at Ji Bugui. "Where is your Eldest Son? Call him out quickly, and I will kill the two of you together."