Chapter 178 Qin Muyan: My Unreliable Successor Song Yin: My...
Whether it's owing a million top-grade spirit stones and not repaying, or easily lending out a million spirit stones, both leave one speechless.
It took Hua Rong a long time to accept this huge number. Always lacking in spirit stones, she immediately put herself in the shoes of the person in question. The thought of someone owing her a huge amount of spirit stones and not paying it back made her want to tear that person to pieces.
"If you need to find someone, Sister Song can go to the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion. As long as you can afford the spirit stones, they will accept anyone's request, even if it is from a demonic cultivator or an evil cultivator."
The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion? Such a powerful organization? I've never heard of it in my own timeline; it's probably buried in history. Song Yin then asked, "Demonic cultivators?"
"Yes, it's demonic cultivators. Because they even accept commissions from demonic cultivators, the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion has always had a mixed reputation."
That's right. It's normal for different races to live in the same world in the current timeline. Song Yin steadied herself and said, "Can you take me to the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion?"
“Sure, there happens to be a branch of Tianji Tower in our Dushui Town.”
So the two agreed to go to the Tianji Tower branch tomorrow, and let Hua Rong get a good rest for the night.
After Song Yin gave up the spirit stones, Hua Rong immediately prepared the largest room in her house for Song Yin to rest in.
The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the town of Dushui quieted down at night. Qingmu, who lived opposite the Hua family, was still up and collecting the herbs that had been dried earlier, doing everything himself.
After collecting all the dried herbs, Qingmu, or rather Qin Muyan, gazed at the bright moon high in the sky, his mind preoccupied with the sect he had just established.
In this chaotic world, who knows how far this small sect can go? And what about his friends? I wonder if they managed to kill the other leader and restore peace to the Xuan Tian Realm.
He was promised that his descendants would come to find him and take him back, but he ended up staying in the past for years, unable to ascend or go back.
"Sigh..." Qin Muyan turned and went into the house. He had lived in this place for too long, so long that he was almost numb. So he changed his name to Qingmu, hid his cultivation, and integrated into the lives of ordinary people. He could actually find some fun in life by working. "Can my successor be more reliable? I have waited for thousands of years and no one has come. If I didn't have the cultivation of the Great Ascension stage, I would probably have died of old age in this space-time long ago."
After returning to his room and lying on the bed, Qin Muyan began to think about something else. During the day, he sensed that a Nascent Soul cultivator's divine sense was enveloping Dushui Town. Logically speaking, a Nascent Soul cultivator should not appear in a town. Could it be that something big is about to happen in Dushui Town?
The next day.
Song Yin finished washing up early in the morning, changed into a new dress, and waited for Hua Rong to take her to Tianji Tower.
As it approached Chenshi (7-9 AM), there was still no movement from the next room, so Song Yin practiced her sword in the courtyard. After practicing two sets of sword techniques, there was still no movement from the next room.
At 9:00 AM, Song Yin sat in the courtyard and took out a book from Shi Heming's storage ring to read.
At noon, some movement finally came from the next room.
Song Yin looked up, her gaze shifting from the book pages to Hua Rong, whose eyelids were still drooping. Hua Rong's hair was messy, and she looked like she hadn't woken up properly. She remembered that Hua Rong had gone to bed early last night and slept until noon, yet she was still sleepy—it was unbelievable.
Hua Rong saw Song Yin, who was dressed neatly, in the courtyard. Her mind was still blank. She raised her hand and greeted her in a daze, "Good morning."
Song Yin smiled and said, "Good afternoon."
"Noon?" Hua Rong triggered the keyword, then looked up at the sky. The weather was very nice today, and the midday sun was so bright that it was hard to open one's eyes.
Hua Rong: ……
Hua Rong: !!!
With her mind finally clear, Hua Rong turned around and bowed, "I'm so sorry, Sister Song! I promised to take you to the Tianji Tower branch this morning, but I overslept!"
Song Yin closed the book. "You remind me of my friend."
Hua Rong straightened up and asked curiously, "Who is it? Someone who owes you spirit stones?"
Song Yin: "No, it's a close friend of mine. When she's not troubled by inner demons, she often sleeps until noon, and sometimes she'll sleep until the afternoon."
"My God!" Hua Rong exclaimed with envy, "She must be so happy."
Is she happy? Ever since she developed her inner demons, Xia Xining hasn't even had time to be lazy, let alone sleep until noon.
Song Yin chuckled. "Get ready and we're heading out."
"Okay!" Hua Rong immediately went to get ready.
Not long after, Hua Rong, fully dressed, said, "Let's go!"
The two walked out the door, and the door opposite was still wide open.
The middle-aged man inside was fiddling with new herbs. Song Yin recognized those herbs; they weren't even considered spiritual herbs, just ordinary ones. She had often dealt with herbs back in the mortal realm.
"Uncle Qingmu, you're working with ordinary herbs again. Don't you get tired of it day after day?" Hua Rong said casually. "If you love herbs so much, why don't you become a pill refiner? That way you can use spiritual herbs to make pills."
Aoki looked up. "You slept until noon again, didn't you? Your parents told you to maintain the good habit of waking up early, but it seems you've completely forgotten."
"My herbs are for mortals. Spiritual herbs are too precious for mortals to afford. Besides, I'm just a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, I'll remain at the Foundation Establishment stage for life. Unlike a genius like you, who broke through to the Golden Core stage at such a young age. With such great talent, you don't even bother to cultivate diligently; all you do is sleep in every day..."
Here we go again! Hua Rong skillfully covered her ears with her hands. "Sister Song, let's go. Uncle Qingmu has always lived alone. If anyone gets caught by him, he'll nag them for a long time. That's how it is for older people. Let's ignore him."
Is that so? After walking a distance, Song Yin seemed to sense something, turned back to look at Qingmu, and then met Qingmu's gaze.
Song Yin smiled and turned back to the Tianji Tower branch.
Aoki withdrew his gaze, realizing with just one glance that the person Hua Rong had brought back this time was no ordinary person.
Yesterday, Hua Rong was still calling the other person "senior," but today she's calling them "Sister Song." Is their surname Song? It seems there are no Nascent Soul stage cultivators with the surname Song in the Xuan Tian Realm these days.
Song Yin followed Hua Rong, circling around several times, and finally stopped in front of a building.
"We're here. It's inside. I don't have anything to ask of you, so I can't go in. Only Sister Song can go in by herself."
Song Yin: "Why can't you go in?"
Hua Rong: "It's the rule that anyone who goes in must pay with spirit stones. I'll wait for you at the teahouse across the street."
Song Yin remained silent, tacitly agreeing to Hua Rong's suggestion.
When Song Yin entered the Tianji Tower branch, the first thing she sensed was the array formation, and talismans were also pasted on the pillars inside. An interesting combination of array formations and talismans.
The interior of Tianji Tower was magnificent and quiet. As soon as Song Yin entered, someone quietly approached her.
What would the guest like?
Song Yin said directly, "I need your help to find someone."
"Please come up to the second floor, guest."
Song Yin was led to a room on the second floor, where people were already waiting, but their faces were obscured by a screen.
"Whom does this... guest wish to see?" A man's voice came from behind the screen. He had intended to address him as a fellow Daoist, but he could not sense the other party's cultivation level.
Song Yin had always concealed her cultivation level, so it was normal that others couldn't see it. She sat in the only chair and talked to the person opposite her through the screen.
"I'd like to know if there are any alchemists with the surname Qin among the high-level cultivators?"
The young man behind the screen poured himself some tea, the sound of water echoing in the quiet room. "Inquiring about a high-level cultivator? What is this person's exact cultivation level?" Interesting, a mortal inquiring about a high-level cultivator.
Song Yin: "Mahayana period".
"The Mahayana stage?" The young man couldn't help but raise his voice as he suddenly looked at the figure on the other side of the screen.
Song Yin: "Your tea has overflowed."
The young man casually waved his hand, and the tea set was put away, the wet tabletop became dry again. "Are you sure you're inquiring about a Mahayana cultivator? This is a Mahayana cultivator, the price isn't low. We don't accept gold or silver, only spirit stones."
Song Yin: "Give me a price."
Young man: "Ten thousand."
Song Yin: "Okay."
Young man: "I'm talking about top-grade spirit stones."
Song Yin: "Okay."
The young man paused for a moment, then asked, "Can you provide specific information about the other party?"
"Qin Muyan, male, a cultivator at the Mahayana stage." Song Yin herself felt that the information was insufficient. "Do you have paper and pen? I can draw a rough sketch of his appearance."
Soon someone brought paper and pen, and Song Yin began to draw in the room.
The waiting process was somewhat quiet. The man on the other side of the screen became curious and released his Golden Core stage divine sense.
Song Yin didn't even look up, focusing intently on her painting, trying her best to depict the person from her memory. "Since you're curious, why bother putting up a screen?"
The young man was startled and immediately withdrew his consciousness, cold sweat seeping from his back.
He's been discovered. He can easily produce 10,000 top-grade spirit stones and instantly detect his divine sense. The person he's looking for is a Mahayana cultivator. This person is no ordinary mortal!
"I apologize for offending you, senior..." Seeing that the other party did not refute his form of address, he continued, "Please forgive me."
Song Yin stopped writing, released a burst of spiritual energy, and the ink dried instantly. She made the painting fly over the screen and land in the young man's hands. "This is roughly what it looks like."
The painting skills are mediocre, but that's enough to find someone. "We will help you find someone. Please keep this communication stone safe. We will contact you with news using this stone."
Song Yin caught the flying communication stone. "I thought you would immediately tell me where the person I'm looking for is."
The young man said, "As you know, there are hardly any Mahayana cultivators in our Xuan Tian Realm these days. Even if there are, they are probably hiding in the world, making them very difficult to find."
Song Yin stood up, leaving behind the spirit stones, and said, "Don't tell me about the difficulties, I just want the results." Then she left the room.
"Respectfully seeing off the senior."
After leaving Tianji Tower, Song Yin found Hua Rong at the teahouse across the street.
She tapped the table. "Go back."
Hua Rong: "Sister Song, have you finished your business?"
Song Yin: "Almost there, now we just need to wait."
In this time and space, there is no Immortal Firmament Sect, and no one knows about the Xuan Tian Rebellion. It feels so good not to have to search for people in secret! If the other party were not the founder, she would have wanted to issue a wanted notice throughout the entire Xuan Tian Realm. However, such an action would be too offensive and disrespectful, so she decided against it.
On their way back, the two ran into an acquaintance.
Aoki delivered the herbs to the clinic, and just as he stepped out, he bumped into Hua Rong and a stranger surnamed Song.
"What a coincidence, Uncle Aoki! Shall we go back together?" Hua Rong waved and smiled brightly.
Qin Muyan glanced at Song Yin casually and said to Hua Rong, "Together."
On the way back, Hua Rong chattered on and on about interesting things, and Song Yin would occasionally respond with a few words, since what Hua Rong was saying was too unfamiliar to her.
Song Yin glanced at Qingmu a few more times, for no other reason than that for every sentence Hua Rong said, Qingmu would say two or more.
How can a man be so talkative?
"Uncle Aoki, I've decided to rest for another two weeks."
"How dare you rest at your age? Take advantage of your youth to cultivate yourself properly, and don't just lie around at home all the time. Go out and make some friends, so you don't end up with no friends at all."
"Uncle Aoki, you talk more than my parents."
“If you think I talk too much, you can cover your ears. Don’t you do that all the time? Besides, I’m just giving advice. I can’t force you to listen if you don’t want to. Young people like you are at the stage where they can’t listen to other people’s advice.” Qin Muyan changed the subject and steered the conversation toward Song Yin, “This young woman…”
Call her "senior"? She probably wouldn't dare accept that. Call her "Miss Song"?
Song Yin: "My name is Song Yin. You can just call me by my name."
Qin Muyan: "Okay, Song Yin. Are you planning to stay in Dushui Town for a long time? Is there something you need to do here?"
Hua Rong excitedly said, "I know! I know! Sister Song is here to find someone, a senior named Qin Muyan, because he owes Sister Song one million top-grade spirit stones!"
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Author's note: Imagine Song Yin posts an arrest warrant.
Qin Muyan: So filial! [Tears welling up]
Song Yin: I think so too [shy]
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[Empty bowl]
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