The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master - Chapter 1581

Chapter 1581: Chapter 1581: Second Brother? Moron

The young man suggested they descend the mountain together, and Beiting Huang, without any better ideas, agreed with a nod and followed behind the two youths.

At the base of the mountain lay a town, about ten miles away from the forest. Like the Central Continent, many adventurers and teams frequently journeyed into the mountains to hunt or gather herbs, and over the years, a sturdy and spacious road had been worn into the plain.

At this time, Beiting Huang boarded a carriage with the two brothers. The younger brother was very innocent, insisting on sitting next to Beiting Huang. He introduced himself, “Big brother, you probably don’t remember, since you were only three years old at that time. Do you remember the Wuling Sect? Our father is the Master of Wuling Sect, this is our eldest brother, named Zhang Xi, and we are twins. I’m Zhang Xuan, and you are Zhang Zhao…”

Zhang Xuan hadn’t finished speaking when Beiting Huang shot him a fierce look, “I’m not Zhang Zhao, I’m Huang Jiu…”

“Ah, Huang Jiu, what a domineering name!” Zhang Xuan didn’t sense anything wrong with Beiting Huang’s attitude and instead laid his head on Beiting Huang’s shoulder, sniffing, “Big brother, do you know how sad mother was when you went missing? She sold all the maids and grannies that took care of you, and she herself fell ill. She hasn’t been able to get out of bed since then, you must come back with us to visit her.”

“Yes, little brother, perhaps mother will get better just by seeing you!” Zhang Xi even started persuading.

Zhang Xuan was a simpleton, Beiting Huang could see that. This fellow’s strength was weak too. In a place like Mandala Land, where one was almost expected to be of Heaven Rank at birth, he was still only at the peak of Spirit Sect. He acted on impulse without much thought. But Zhang Xi shouldn’t be like this!

Beiting Huang’s dark eyes fixed on Zhang Xi, who slightly turned his face away, not daring to meet Beiting Huang’s gaze.

The carriage was about to enter the city, and Beiting Huang, uninterested in dealing with the brothers, lifted the carriage curtain to look outside. Tall stone city walls, guards in armor wielding spears, the city walls emblazoned with the three characters “Huayang City” fluttering like a flying dragon, and a lively scene of people coming and going at the city gates: restrained cultivators, as well as ordinary folk carrying their burdens – it was bustling.

For a moment, Beiting Huang felt an ancient vibe, as if he had returned to the historical China.

“This mountain is called Huayang Mountain, and the city is Huayang City. Have you been here before, second brother?” Zhang Xi asked with a smile.

Beiting Huang shook his head. As the carriage entered the city, the guarding soldiers stopped it, asking Beiting Huang and the others for proof of identity. Beiting Huang was taken aback; where was he to get such proof?

Fortunately, Zhang Xi took out a paper and handed it to the guard. Upon seeing it, the soldier immediately dropped his haughty attitude and treated Beiting Huang and the others with much respect, “So you are the three young masters of Wuling Sect. My apologies for any offense!”

“Big brother, don’t you have an identity proof? Where have you been all these years?” Zhang Xuan asked.

Beiting Huang had no intention of playing the role of the Zhang family’s son. Although it was his first day in Mandala Land, he was never one to simply accept his lot and survive by any means necessary. He simply stated, “I came from the Dark Demon World, and today is my first day in Mandala Land. I am not the ‘Young Master Zhang Zhao’ you are talking about.”

“Ah, big brother, you were actually taken to the Dark Demon World! Who could have committed such a heinous act? No wonder father couldn’t find you anywhere in Mandala Land!” Zhang Xuan didn’t know whether he was truly foolhardy or too smart for his own good, but he still firmly believed that Beiting Huang was Zhang Zhao.