Chapter 24 "I say! The fireworks are so beautiful! Like magic..."
Even after officially becoming a cultivator, life still goes on as usual. It's just that compared to before, there's now Yun Xianqing and that question, "How has your cultivation progressed today?"
After returning from the mountain, the golden light on the Buddhist prayer beads never reappeared, but it remained warm, its warmth spreading throughout her body, like a heat-generating talisman that never lost its effectiveness.
Now that she's a Foundation Establishment cultivator, gathering herbs has become much easier. Every day, she goes up the mountain to gather herbs to earn money. Sometimes, she also helps the weak and needy, but she doesn't accept any reward.
Each time she returned to her final resting place, she no longer brought Buddhist prayer beads, but instead planted a bouquet of flowers or a tree in front of the shrine.
But the Buddhist monk never appeared again. Perhaps it was because her life was so much better than before, and she no longer needed anyone to guide her.
As for Yun Xianqing, he was responsible for writing talismans or helping people deal with evil demons or monsters, and he would also go with her to help out at Old Fang's clinic.
In addition, Yun Xianqing was like a second master to her, guiding her in cultivating immortality and teaching her many sword techniques that she could not find in books.
Because there aren't many books on dual archery and swordsmanship on the market, Yun Xianqing taught her many things step by step.
And so the days passed. They were ordinary, yet they brought her much contentment. In the absence of crisis, she lived each day to the fullest. She thought that once she achieved Core Formation, she would visit Lingjiang Palace and try to find Lin Shuchun.
It's also a good opportunity to broaden one's horizons.
However, one day two months later, she suddenly felt her spiritual veins overflowing with spiritual power, more abundant than ever before. She vaguely sensed that she might be about to form her core, but this feeling lasted for many days without any sign of her forming her core.
She tried to ask Yun Xianqing, but Yun Xianqing just smiled and looked at her, then released his divine sense to investigate. In the end, he didn't offer a solution, only saying, "It seems we have to go on a long trip."
She looked completely bewildered: "Where to?"
Yun Xianqing gently swept his divine sense over her sea of consciousness, then raised his eyes and said, "I am looking for your natal magic weapon."
She panicked even more: "Immortal Lord, we have no money."
“Who said there isn’t? Besides, there are ways to make money. Since it’s a natal magic weapon, it will naturally come to you on its own.” Yun Xianqing seemed amused by her reaction and chuckled.
“If it’s all automatically searching, then there’s no need to go looking for it,” she laughed, then retorted.
“We’re just going to try our luck. Besides, we need to get some supplies after we finish reading the book. Otherwise, I, your half-master, will soon have nothing left to teach you.” Yun Xianqing gently tapped her forehead with the scroll in his hand, his gaze falling on her face.
The Immortal Alliance, though one of the immortal sects, differs from others in that its affiliated city at the foot of Immortal Alliance Mountain has spawned numerous cultivation industries, some legitimate and some illegitimate, some visible and some hidden.
This place sells everything you could need in the cultivation world. There's nothing they won't sell, only things you can't even imagine.
The Immortal Alliance does not govern these things, and there is no rigid order here.
In other words, if you want to buy it, you can buy it. Here, it's really all about luck; whether the seller has a conscience or not depends entirely on the buyer's luck.
Meng Chiwan put on a bamboo hat, with a long veil hanging down her chest, and followed Yun Xianqing, who was also wearing a bamboo hat and veil, through the bustling city.
Even before nightfall, the area was already brightly lit and decorated, with ever-burning lanterns stretching across the entire town. Just like a bustling market in the mortal world, the air was filled with shouts and vendors soliciting customers.
Some people were in a hurry, while others, like her and Yun Xianqing, strolled around leisurely, as if they had endless money in their pockets.
But in reality, the two of them combined couldn't afford even one of the ritual implements in the shop.
Just then, Yun Xianqing noticed that Meng Chiwan had been eyeing a particular longsword or longbow in the shop and immediately wanted to buy it. Startled, Meng Chiwan waved her hands repeatedly, indicating that she was just looking.
As she left the shop, she sighed, pulled Yun Xianqing aside, lifted her veil, and then smoothed his veil with her hand. Looking into his eyes, she said, "Immortal Lord, I know you do look very wealthy, but we have to be realistic and not pretend to be rich when we're not."
Finally, he added, "Yun Xianqing, this is bad behavior and bad thinking."
At this moment, Yun Xianqing only smiled at her, his eyes flickering with light, but every time the light shone, he could see her beautiful face. His expression was serious, and then he said softly, "Chi Wan is right. But I really want to buy it for Chi Wan. For a moment, I forgot that I am now a real pauper."
Meng Chiwan wanted to say something more, but then the city was suddenly brightly lit, and then fireworks burst into bloom, with thousands of clusters of light illuminating the night, and the whole city became excited.
Before Meng Chiwan could let go of Yun Xianqing's sleeve, she was completely captivated by the fireworks. The light shone on her face, making all the vivid joy and happiness on her cheeks even clearer and more vibrant.
As she watched the fireworks, Yun Xianqing saw a myriad of lights blooming in her eyes.
"It's so beautiful," she suddenly said, but her voice was drowned out by the sound of fireworks.
Then Yun Xianqing leaned closer, a look of confusion flashing in her eyes, as if she hadn't heard clearly.
Then Meng Chiwan exclaimed loudly, "I say! The fireworks are so beautiful! And the Immortal Lord is so handsome too!"
The popping sounds that pierced through the fireworks reached Yun Xianqing's ears, and then seemed to grow wings, creeping little by little from every inch of his meridians into his heart.
He suddenly froze. The hands beneath his clothes inexplicably clenched into fists.
The overwhelming warmth in his chest almost burned him.
Then he did something he would never normally do: he unconsciously said to Meng Chiwan, "Chiwan is also the most beautiful girl I have ever seen!"
These were words he would never have said aloud, and he shouldn't have said anything loudly amidst the fireworks, yet he did exactly that.
Meng Chiwan heard it and silently hummed in agreement. A broad smile graced her face. This seemed to be the first time she had smiled so openly since she was seven years old. And all of this stemmed from the person before her and their uneventful life.
Joy and happiness flowed through their hearts, becoming the only bond that held their relationship together. All their emotions were encompassed in the sounds of fireworks and in their gazing eyes.
Then, after the grand fireworks display ended, someone banged something loudly.
He shouted, "The Immortal Ritual Hall is open! Please enter immediately, the entrance will close in half an hour!"
Then Yun Xianqing gently touched her hand, and she came back to her senses, hearing him say, "Let's go, this is our main destination."
Meng Chiwan felt the knuckles of the hand being touched begin to burn. She slowly let go of Yun Xianqing's sleeve, then tentatively hooked her arm around his and looked up at him: "Let's go."
Yun Xianqing was stunned for a moment, seemingly not quite understanding, but he quickly grasped Meng Chiwan's hand in return.
Meng Chiwan walked beside Yun Xianqing, precisely catching the woody scent emanating from him amidst the crowded throng. She thought to herself, no matter when he left, he's still here now, and being with him always brings her joy.
Isn't that enough? She has finally found peace after so long, and she has also achieved immortality after so long.
That's fine, just live a simple and ordinary life.
The crowd surged, some people's sugar figurines were crushed and stuck to someone's feet, and some people were wearing bells all over their bodies, making a series of crisp sounds with every step.
Meng Chiwan's palms were burning hot as she walked with Yun Xianqing.
I don't know how long I walked, passing through thousands of people, and finally arrived at the end of the crowd.
A massive door stood at the end of the road. On one side was a crowd, and behind the door was a pitch-black void that seemed ready to swallow them whole.
It makes people feel uneasy.
Yun Xianqing glanced at her, seemingly sensing her unease, and then gently squeezed her hand. His slightly cool hand felt warm against her touch, as if it were burning.
He reassured her.
Then, he led her step by step through that door.
In the darkness, all the noise was blocked out, and all that could be heard was the loud pounding of my own heart.
Fortunately, there was still some warmth left, and those hands didn't let go. Instead, they continued to comfort her.
Yun Xianqing didn't speak, but she could almost hear Yun Xianqing saying to her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
I am here.
Then the sky brightened. The darkness was dispelled by the light.
She opened her eyes wide in surprise. It was clearly night outside, but inside it was broad daylight.
Is it magic or something else?
But before she could think about it, she felt the spiritual veins begin to stir.
She stopped in her tracks.
Yun Xianqing asked her, "Is there any unusual activity in the spiritual veins?"
Meng Chiwan looked up and saw that the place was empty and the long street seemed to have no end, but there were only her and Yun Xianqing there.
Strings of bells hung suspended in mid-air on both sides of the street, their long ribbons swaying in the breeze. There was clearly a wind, yet the bells made not a sound.
Then, a scroll floated down in front of her.
It clearly says: Keep moving forward, and if you see something you like, please ring the bell.
Meng Chiwan only vaguely understood what she was seeing. Then she took a few steps forward and walked to a bell. Before she could even touch it, she saw several items appear under the bell.
Heartbreak Talisman, Cloud-Piercing Sword, Antidote, Qi-Gathering Pill...
Each item has a small jade plaque hanging below it, with its price clearly written on it.
Meng Chiwan walked to another bell, where there was a new batch of goods, but some were duplicates, such as the wound talisman whose purpose was unknown. This bell was cheaper than the one she had just seen.
She wanted to ask what the Heartbreak Talisman was for, but then realized no one could answer, so she gave up. Suddenly, the jade pendant turned over, revealing on the other side: "Heartbreak Talisman, two talismans, mother and child. Attach the mother talisman to yourself, then attach the child talisman to someone else. This will cause them to be heartbroken and emotionally devastated, filled with anxiety and uncertainty. The mother talisman can also be attached to someone else."
As Meng Chiwan looked at it, she suddenly burst out laughing. Was this something used to take revenge on others for unrequited love?
She put down the jade pendant and continued walking forward, but the further she went, the more turbulent the spiritual veins became.
Fortunately, the restlessness wasn't uncomfortable and didn't affect her ability to walk normally. It's just that she doesn't know when it will subside or what the cause will be.
Until she walked up to a bell. The bell swayed gently twice on its own, and then rang twice.
The agitation in her spiritual veins reached its peak.
A note from the author:
Activate the Time Magic
Today's theme is cheerful and fun! [Sprinkling flowers]
It's a bit like two poor guys shopping at a mall, just browsing, but not buying anything, hahaha [milk tea emoji]
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