Chapter 1106 Supporting the Stubborn Donkey
Once Wuyou was released from the storage ring, she vanished like an arrow released from a bow in the blink of an eye.
Song Chunxue walked up to the stubborn donkey, raised her hand to stroke its fur, and looked into its eyes as if she were looking at an ordinary person.
"Let me saddle you up. How about we go for a ride in a little while?"
The stubborn donkey lowered its head, meaning it was okay.
Song Chunxue took out a cage from her storage ring. There was a delicate and beautiful red tassel on her forehead, and a bright red pigeon blood stone inside.
Lord Zhao was envious when he saw it, and went forward to watch as the stubborn donkey obediently put on the cage harness.
"You prepared the cage cover for him a long time ago?" Lord Zhao asked curiously. "Did you sew the red tassels on it yourself?"
“Hmm,” Song Chunxue took out a pig bristle brush and brushed the horse’s back. “I’m not going to give away this stubborn donkey, so I prepared it from the beginning. I’ve always wanted such a spirited horse.”
"That's more like it. I think that Qilin..." Lord Zhao stopped mid-sentence, "Where are we going?"
The large ship sped forward above the sea of clouds, the wind rushing and cold in our ears as it quickly passed through all sorts of cloud layers.
Song Chunxue saw that there was another layer of clouds above the clouds.
"Could this be the legendary first level of the Nine Heavens?"
Master Han nodded, "Not too stupid."
"So, does that mean we're all qualified to visit the First Heaven?"
"No, we couldn't have come without your master leading us, but now we are all people of Lingyun Mountain..."
"Isn't our mountain called Kongtong Mountain?"
"The main peak is called Kongtong Mountain, and the mountain we're on is called Lingyun Mountain," Master Han laughed. "Do you think we're some small sect that doesn't value our status at all?"
Song Chunxue was completely confused.
“Even the most venerable Taoist priests in the world wouldn’t have the ability to appear here. If it weren’t for your good master, we might not be able to come here even after hundreds of years. We’re going to a banquet later. There won’t be too many people, but there will be a fair number. All three of you must show proper etiquette.”
Master Han looked at Song Chunxue and said, "Your third uncle, who obtained your Qilin, is also here, along with his disciple and your senior brothers."
Song Chunxue nodded, "Thank you for the reminder, Martial Uncle."
She suddenly tensed up and gently brushed the stubborn donkey's fur to calm herself down.
Worry-free is finally back.
"What's there to be nervous about? You're not bad at all now. Even if you were at the bottom, you've already done a great job getting this far in such a short time."
Wuyou went for a flight outside, her mood improved, and she became more talkative.
"It will take several days to get back. When you get to Cloud Valley, don't be shy. Take all the good stuff you can and fill your storage ring to the brim," Wuyou reminded him. "When you get back, you'll be richer than a country."
“That’s right,” Master Han said frankly, “I brought several storage rings with me.”
Lord Zhao punched him lightly, "Why didn't you say so earlier? I only brought one."
“I’m afraid you’ll bring ten or eight people and empty Cloud Valley, making your master lose face.” Master Han’s expression turned serious. “I’m here to stockpile medicine for my only disciple.”
That unexpected disaster haunted him.
I always felt that he was still a bit far from the truth.
Half an hour later, they arrived in front of a tall tower that rose from the ground amidst the white clouds, with a vast mountain range stretching as far as the eye could see behind it, its silhouettes indistinct and unclear.
As she got closer, Song Chunxue realized that the tower was even larger than it appeared.
The height of just one floor is equivalent to that of a skyscraper with more than ten floors in the human world.
Looking out the window, she saw towering buildings and pavilions on the mountains behind her, shrouded in mist.
Everything before her eyes made Song Chunxue truly understand what paradise was.
The stubborn donkey had disappeared. They followed their master and were led to an empty seat.
There were people in the other empty seats, not quite full yet, but they didn't look like ordinary people.
Song Chunxue swallowed hard, then turned to look at Zhang Chengxuan, "They wouldn't all be..."
“At least 70 or 80 percent of them are, but there are also some like us who came early to broaden our horizons,” Zhang Chengxuan said, looking at a figure opposite him. “I noticed him as soon as I entered; that monk was there too.”
That monk?
The kids' adoptive father has also arrived?
Is he really no longer planning to stay in Buddhism and is going to study Taoism?
Song Chunxue looked over and indeed saw a familiar face. He had grown his hair long, was wearing a Taoist hat, and was dressed like a proper young Taoist priest, following behind an old man with white hair.
"You three sit here. My junior brother and I will go say hello to the people," said the Moon-Companion Immortal, glancing at the fruit platter and fermented rice wine on the table. "Eat and drink as you please. You'll be more familiar with each other next time you come."
Before Lord Zhao could ask anything, they had already headed towards the group of people exchanging pleasantries.
Is today a special day?
"The Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, the day when the yang energy is at its peak is coming, and temple fairs will be held in various places. Both above and below ground, everyone should seize this opportunity to make it lively." Lord Zhao picked up an unfamiliar fruit. "Let's not worry about that. Sit down and have a taste of something new."
Song Chunxue didn't stand on ceremony and felt at ease listening to the lively conversations around her.
Knowing that this fruit was unusual, she had hidden a few in her storage ring, intending to take them back for Xie Zheng to try.
"I never imagined the legend was true. I never dared to dream that I would be here in my past life," Song Chunxue exclaimed. "Tell me, how many years will it take before we can be here on our own?"
Lord Zhao: "It depends on your ability. If you work diligently, it won't take more than a few years."
Zhang Chengxuan: "It's okay if it's a little later."
“That’s true,” Song Chunxue said, picking at the grapes on the table. “Mmm, so sweet, this is a good thing.”
Just as they were engrossed in eating and drinking, someone walked over with a wine glass in hand.
"Excuse me, whose is that chestnut horse outside the door? It looks so handsome."
Lord Zhao chimed in, "My junior brother, what happened?"
Lord Zhao is rich and has plenty of free time. He dresses very elegantly, and even his Taoist robes are styled in a very fashionable way.
The folding fan in his hand, the accessories at his waist, the exquisite hair ornament, and the disdain in his expression as he looked at people.
"Please don't be offended, sir. I was just asking casually. There are countless fine horses in the world, but this is the first time I've seen one so tall." The man had a kind face and a smile. "It's just that he has a bad temper; he kicked my horse so hard that it fell to the ground and couldn't get up."
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The three brothers looked at each other, bewildered.
At first, they thought that this person had taken a liking to the stubborn donkey and wanted to buy it from them.
I had prepared my sarcastic remarks, but I never expected it to turn out like this.
Song Chunxue quickly stood up. "I'll go take a look."
Lord Zhao and Zhang Chengxuan followed closely behind.
I caused trouble as soon as I arrived, and I don't know how to explain it to people.
As they ran out of the main hall, they saw on the open ground to their right that the stubborn donkey and three horses were locked in a fierce struggle, ready to fight at any moment.
Wuyou spoke up, "Don't listen to that man's nonsense. It's clearly their horse that looked down on the stubborn donkey and got taught a lesson by it. If you had sided with the other horses today, the stubborn donkey would probably have gone mad."
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