Chapter 16: Sworn Brotherhood

The crowd watched as the enormous old turtle, towering like a small mountain, vanished, only for a kind-faced elder to appear in its place. It was clear to all that this gentle old man was the transformed turtle. Though the people could not claim to be unafraid—such a statement would be a lie—the presence of Xu Xuan reassured them.

Seeing the lingering fear among the villagers, Xu Xuan smiled and said, “There is no need for worry, neighbors. Today’s events were purely accidental. The spirit of the lake you worship each year has appeared before you—this is a blessing.”

“I have received the magistrate’s promise that, before long, the Lake Lord of Bibo will be officially enshrined. From now on, he will continue to protect you and bring prosperity to Bibo Lake.”

“Of course, as he watches over your safety, you ought to do your part as well. Offerings each year will ensure favorable weather and abundant harvests.”

With Xu Xuan’s explanation, the villagers finally felt at ease. As long as the old turtle could bless Bibo Lake with peace and good fortune, providing annual offerings was only proper.

At that moment, a respected elder stepped forward from among the crowd—a renowned clan leader from a nearby village. He approached Xu Xuan, clasped his hands, and said, “Rest assured, Master Xu. We are not ungrateful people. As long as the Lake Lord protects Bibo Lake, throughout the seasons, we will prepare pigs, sheep, cattle, chickens, fruits, and vegetables—offerings shall be plentiful.”

“That settles my worries,” Xu Xuan replied, nodding in satisfaction.

Thus, the matter of the Bibo Lake monster was resolved, and Xu Xuan had done a good deed. Feeling a stirring within him, he took out the Merit Mirror he carried. Golden light flickered across its surface, and the number, which had previously returned to zero, now read one hundred. Clearly, resolving the crisis at Bibo Lake had earned him three hundred merit points, acknowledged by the mirror.

Though the villagers still harbored some fear toward the elder, the children saw his kindly face and felt drawn to him. Soon enough, several children gathered around, laughing and playing, while the old man delighted them with magic tricks, making them burst out in laughter.

Seeing that the old turtle, now an elder, meant no harm, the villagers rejoiced, knowing Xu Xuan had spoken the truth and feeling ever more grateful to him.

With the Lake Lord now guarding Bibo Lake, such auspicious protection would surely bring favorable weather and prosperity. Once Magistrate Li personally came to enshrine the old turtle, news of a deity residing in Bibo Lake would spread far and wide. Travelers would come to visit, and Bibo Town would enjoy increased revenue.

All credit, in the end, belonged to Xu Xuan. Without his efforts, the matter could not have been resolved so perfectly.

Thinking thus, the people on the shore expressed their thanks to Xu Xuan.

“Thank you, Master Xu, for your help!”

“Your noble deeds, Scholar Xu, will never be forgotten…”

“Master Xu, you are truly the lucky star of Bibo Town, loyal and compassionate…”

After this event, whether local villagers or boatman Pi Wu, or even outspoken young gentry, all viewed Xu Xuan in a new light.

The fish demon’s lingering spirit was cleverly resolved by Master Xu. The old turtle, seeking official recognition and threatening to eat people, was handled by Scholar Xu. Such talent promised a limitless future.

Among the onlookers, some wealthy families began to consider: Xu Xuan was not young, handsome and distinguished. If they had suitable daughters, they would introduce them to him. If they could arrange a marriage, it would surely bode well for the future!

Yet, Xu Xuan was so outstanding that ordinary girls might not win his favor. To propose on the spot risked rejection. It was better to engage a matchmaker and visit his home to discuss the matter.

Soon enough, the doors of the Lin residence were besieged by matchmakers, all seeking to arrange a marriage for Xu Xuan.

Watching her sister-in-law smiling at the matchmakers each day, Lin Wanyue felt a strange pang of jealousy, sour and inexplicable.

Having solved two calamities in Bibo Town, Xu Xuan’s renown spread rapidly, and he stood alone in the spotlight.

All of Wuliu County now knew of Scholar Xu’s ability to vanquish demons.

Bibo Town, in particular, welcomed a wave of tourists. People flocked to see the place, first visiting Fortune Tower for a meal, then touring Bibo Lake, greatly boosting the local economy.

Of course, as the locals embellished the tale, Xu Xuan’s stature grew even more heroic, becoming something of a savior.

Many scholars of Wuliu County felt proud, for Xu Xuan was a fellow scholar—some even studied alongside him in the same academy. To be his classmate was a source of honor.

Thus, knowing Xu Xuan and being his peer became a badge of pride among scholars. Through their promotion, his fame grew brighter than ever.

Even Huang Jizu, Xu Xuan’s long-time friend, became the target of many scholars seeking favor, hoping that when Xu Xuan returned to the academy, he might introduce them.

To befriend such a capable person was a comfort even in sleep.

This led to Huang Jizu being invited to endless banquets, working himself to exhaustion, until he eventually shut his doors and rested at home.

A man made of iron could hardly endure such revelry—if the body survived, the kidneys would not!

Having resolved the trouble at Bibo Lake, Xu Xuan comforted the villagers and then prepared to cross the lake to West Mountain.

Hearing that Xu Xuan was leaving, the old turtle promptly volunteered to escort him.

Thus, the old turtle revealed his true form once more—his shell as broad as a boat, limbs like pillars, head like a water jar—and walked slowly into the lake.

Xu Xuan, unreserved, leapt onto the turtle’s back amid the villagers’ cheers and began crossing toward the opposite shore.

Seated cross-legged atop the turtle’s shell, it felt like riding a great ship—unimpeded along the way.

Soon enough, Xu Xuan reached the lakeside, West Mountain looming close at hand.

The old turtle transformed again into a kindly elder, and at their parting, he clasped his hands and said, “Today, I am indebted to you, Master Xu. This favor I will remember always. Should you ever need me, I will serve you faithfully.”

“You are too courteous, Old Turtle. We met through adversity, and besides, you are Qianqian’s godfather—it’s only right that I help.”

The old turtle waved his hands, impressed by Xu Xuan’s humility and lack of pride.

“Master Xu, you are noble indeed. Today, I have a request, and hope you will grant it.”

“Speak freely!”

“Hehe, you have done me a great service, a favor higher than the heavens. Today, I wish to swear brotherhood with you—what say you?”

Xu Xuan was taken aback—the old turtle wished to become sworn brothers.

Unable to refuse such sincerity, Xu Xuan agreed.

Meanwhile, Zhao Jin Qian, hidden in the yellow gourd, felt a bit disgruntled—the old turtle was her godfather. If he and Xu Xuan became brothers, what should she call Xu Xuan? God-uncle?

Besides, the little lady had her own thoughts. If Xu Xuan became an elder, certain matters would be awkward.

Yet, since both parties agreed, she could not object, only sulk quietly.

Thus, man and spirit knelt and swore an oath of brotherhood, sealing it with blood—not seeking to be born on the same day, but to die together.