The day before the competition.
There were bustling and cheers all around the righteous sect. For generations the Righteous Sect had been seen as the figurative leader of the 7 great sects.
Thus, they were the host for most of the grand ceremonies.
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At this time there was a huge quarrel with two cultivators on the streets.
An old fat man sat on a carriage made out of gold.
"Heh heh, old tu, this time lets bet our mounts, If I win, your silver dragon is mine."
"Shut Up! You liar and fraud! You only won last time because your disciple used pills to enhance his skills!"
An old man in rags with a wine bottle tied onto a stick grumbled.
"Old Tu, we already talked about this. We are the 'pill sect', we are alchemist as well as fighters. We only use things that we have created. Or what? Will all of your 'Formation Sect' not use formations and flags?"
"GRrrrrr! Scammer Pong! No way will I ever bet with you ever again!"
"Aiyah~ don't be so mad, I recently got some 1,000 year old ice jade wine. You...really don't want to bet?"
"Y-Y-You-aghhhhh!!!"
The man called "old tu" was the sect master of the Formation Sect and the man called "Scammer Pong" was the sect master of the "Pill Sect".
"You old things sound like you're having fun. What are you betting this time?"
A youthful pretty lady was smiling gently as her purple robe was floating around her.
Pong and Tu in unison went,
"Tch! Here comes the demon! Acting like your not the same age as us!"
"Aiyah~ Should my 'Information Sect' send out the news? That two oldies went to the red light d-"
*THUD!*
"Forgive us fairy Ning!" They knelt instantly.
"Hahaha, I'm just joking, just joking! How could two respectable sect masters and immortal cultivators GO TO THE RED LIGHT-"
"Here! I recently made this pill, it can help your beauty shine even more!" Pong talked so fast he almost bit his tongue.
"Oh~ You shouldn't have, haha."
She side eyed Tu.
"This is a map disk!! As long as you activate it, it will show you a map of your surrounding!"
"Oh, yo~Really? You guys are too kind!"
She takes each item as quick as a cheetah and it was already in her storage ring.
"R-right..."
At that time they were only thinking.
'Demon!'
"Looks like we 3 are the first to arrive. Lets go to 'An inn'. My treat!"
'Who doesn't know that inn belongs to you to sponge info from customers!'
Pong and Tu rolled their eyes.
"Oldies?"
"Coming!!"
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Fei Han moved the boxes around.
With the ceremony, competitions, and sect meetings recently, he was busy helping around.
"This should be the last one, if that's all may I go back and clean the place?"
Fei Han was talking to the supervisor, Lai fen.
"Okay, also Fei Han, no need for such formalities. Everyone at Righteous Sect respects you. It's just a pity that your talent is too bad."
Fei Han shakes his head and gently smiles, "Doing my part in Righteous Sect will also help ease the sects disciples worries. Well then, I'll go now."
He bowed and left.
Lai Fen looked at the parting Fei Han. "Truly how inspiring. Even though he can only be considered as half immortal, he still tries his best in what he can."
Lai Fen looks at the rest of the work enthusiastically, "Then as a Immortal myself, I can't be slacking off!"
At the distance, Fei Han gentle smile faded into a emotionless expression.
When he was talking to Lai Fen, though his lips were smiling, his eyes showed only the void. Empty and hollow.
Underneath the Pagoda he sweeps.
He let his movements gradually shift through the leaves.
Fei Han stayed here at Righteous Sect, but he didn't know why.
Even if he did leave, where would he go? What would he do? Who....should he be?
These questions were simply dispersed by one answer.
'I do what I've always done....Clean and sweep.'
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After a couple of hours, he had finished.
"Big Brother, hey Big Brother!"
Fei Han turned to the little boy with a fang and a tiny scar on his forehead. He looked to be around 8 or 9 years old.
"Just now! What was that?! The moment I heard rustling, I looked over, and when I knew it the sun had already went down! Are you a GOD!?"
This boy was here at the beginning, but Fei Han was used to having people stare at him as he worked.
"If you meant an immortal cultivator, then technically I am not."
"NO! Not like that! I meant like, like, a real god! One that can create something from nothing, one who can make the sun into a ball, A GOD!!"
"....By your definition, I am not a God then."
"Really? I thought you would be a god! After all, you managed to charm me!"
Fei Han looked into his beaming eyes. Looking even further he saw a man wielding a spear poking through the mountains and slashing through the clouds. His hands burning with a fire as hot as the sun.
He returned back still as emotionless.
"I can see your very talented." Fei Han walks slowly to clean the tiles on the roof.
"Just that?! I don't mean to brag, but I have the Heavenly flame body!"
"...I see." Fei Han cleans.
"Hm? That's strange, why don't I feel like I'm in a daze even though your cleaning now?"
"The only people that get affected by me cleaning are those that have issues of their own. You seem like you don't have any."
"Huh? But I still got affected when I saw you sweeping!"
"....You must have cleaned it then."
"Huh?"
Fei Han stopped talking and focused himself into the act of cleaning.
"I...must have cleaned it?"
He closes his eyes and felt a pure warmth from his heavenly flame.
"W-what?! It would have hurt to just look at it, but now....It's warm..."
The young boy looks up in admiration.
He kowtows in gratitude.
"May I have the name of my benefactor, so that I may one day repay your grace?"
Fei Han emotionlessly spoke, "You cleaned it on your own, I didn't do anything. You don't need to bother."
"Still, the truth was that by looking at big-I mean senior, I was able calm my heavenly flame! How could I be so ungrateful as to not repay your grace!?"
"...I don't need your repayment, but if you really want to repay me, make sure to keep Righteous Sect safe."
"Y-YES! Um...may I have your graces name?"
Fei Han was still focused on cleaning, but said, "Fei Han."
"Thank you Senior Fei! My name is Wu Er, son of the 'Weapons Sects' sect master. I will definitely keep Righteous Sect safe and sound!"
The little boy kowtowed once more. But this time Fei Han no longer responded. As Wu Er no longer wanted to bother him, he silently left.