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Du Yu's mind felt numb at this moment, and he forcefully mustered his final sliver of courage. However, doing so was like a mortal human climbing a mountain, with things becoming increasingly difficult near the end. "Senior, this side of you makes me a little... scared," he said in a timid voice.

Holding the jade bamboo folding fan that Cui Dongshan had gifted him, Chen Ping'an moved two fingers slightly and caused the fan to snap open a small amount and then snap closed again. Doing this again and again, there was a crisp cracking sound as he smiled and replied, "You saved my life recently, so what is there for you to be afraid of? Shouldn't you be thinking about how you're going to be rewarded? Why are you worried about me punishing you instead? I already decided not to punish you for your crappy deeds in the cultivation world while we were still at the water immortal shrine of Peony Stream."

Chen Ping'an was wearing the Golden Sweet Wine Dao robe that he already hadn't worn for many years, and this was because the Spring Grass Dao Robe had been completely destroyed by the heavenly tribulation just then. To put it simply, Chen Ping'an wouldn't be able to fully repair the Spring Grass Dao Robe no matter how many immortal coins he poured into it. As such, he placed it inside his minimization treasure alongside his broken straw sandals and his empty wine pots.

Just how intense and dangerous had the battle against the heavenly tribulation been? The answer to this was very simple. Chen Ping'an hadn't even had the time to put on his Golden Sweet Wine Dao robe, even though this was something that could have been achieved in an instant with a single thought. Because of this, he could only rely on his physical body to forcefully withstand the punishment from the heavenly tribulation. Doing so was perhaps equivalent to bathing in the small thunder pool in Accumulating Cloud Mountain for several days and several nights?

Du Yu gritted his teeth and asked with an aggrieved expression, "Senior, you're not heading out to massacre all of the ungrateful people in Imperial Accompanying City, are you?"

Chen Ping'an shot a sideways glance at Du Yu and retorted, "Are you stupid, or have I gone crazy? Why would I have blocked the heavenly tribulation if I'm going to massacre the city afterward?"

Du Yu wiped away the sweat on his forehead and replied in relief, "That's good then. Please don't hold a grudge against those ignorant commoners, Senior. It's not worth it."

He was truly afraid of troubles arising one after another without pause. At that time, it wouldn't just be him who was dragged into the mess and killed, but his parents and the entire Ghost Axe Palace would definitely be implicated as well. After parting ways at the water goddess shrine of Algae Stream before, Fan Weiran would have at most vented some anger at him. However, it was truly difficult to say how she felt now, and perhaps even Yellow Axe City's Ye Han had his eyes on him as well.

There were some matters that Du Yu had seldom thought about in the past, but now that he had experienced so many brushes with death, he couldn't help but mull over these matters again and again.

This was especially the case over the past few days, when he had stayed in the ghost residence and helped the mighty senior clean the buildings and the courtyards. He had carried buckets of water around and wiped the floor with pieces of cloth, engaging in crude and lowly housework that he had never once done before in his life. It was as if he were living a completely different life from before.

Chen Ping'an placed the folding fan beside his waist, with his gaze jumping over the courtyard wall as he said, "Doing good or doing evil are private matters for them, so there's nothing for me to be disappointed about."

"Noble people act benevolently without seeking anything in return, and Senior truly embodies this lofty spirit!" Du Yu exclaimed with an earnest nod.