Chapter 54
03 held the little ice figure in her hands and slowly followed Feng Jue. The little ice figure in her palm resembled a snowman that had been slapped in anger, its shape twisted and distorted. 03 had deliberately carved an upward-curving mouth corner for it, but due to her rusty technique, the right corner of the little ice figure's mouth was slightly tilted, like a check mark.
So the little ice man with a ponytail smiled in a very carefree and unrestrained manner.
The benefits of cultivating immortality were evident. Along the way, the snowman, blessed by 03's spiritual power, remained unmolten, continuing its unrestrained journey all the way to Qihuang Peak. 03 placed the little ice man in the miniature courtyard Feng Jue had purchased earlier, allowing him to smile face to face with the porcelain figurine Lingling in the window.
Feng Jue stood aside and watched, saying lazily, "You are Lingren, and it is Bingren. It is similar in color to you and half the height of your ball. It is indeed your offspring, and the disciple is better than the master."
03 could already tell Feng Jue was mocking her, so she reached out and picked up the porcelain doll beside the bed and asked Feng Jue, "According to this logic, Lingling is your child."
But Lingling was bought from the market, made by a craftsman. 03 said seriously, "This counts as adoption. You are the adoptive mother."
Lingling's adoptive mother took out a long whip. The end of the handle of the whip was engraved with the word "law" in cursive script. It was a gift that 03 brought back to Feng Jue from the Law Enforcement Hall.
It was used reasonably on 03.
03 Decisively put down the porcelain doll and said seriously: "I solemnly declare that this adoption relationship is not established!"
Please Feng Jue put away the whip.
Feng Jue played with the crimson whip, wrapping it around his hand. He glanced at 03 with a cold snort and turned to walk out. 03 asked hurriedly, "Where are you going?"
"Go back to the house and rest." Feng Jue said casually, "I'm not like Lingshan Sword Master, who is gifted and can be exempted from the first round of the test. I have to get up early tomorrow to test my spirit bones."
The recommended student followed Feng Jue and asked, "I want to go see you have your spirit bones tested. Can I go with you? Please let me go!" She pleaded sincerely, clasped her hands together, followed Feng Jue and bowed together with the bubbles above her head.
The mountain breeze at night swirled through the corridors, stirring the gauze curtains and alluring the beaded curtains. Beneath the corridors, golden bells and jade chimes rang in the quiet mountain night, emitting a lingering bass sound that fell on the hems of those passing by.
Feng Jue flicked her sleeves, turned around and looked back, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Of course you have to go." She felt that it was too early to say the word "wanton" to 03. If she didn't keep a close eye on him, she was afraid that the sky of Lanyang Palace would be blown up!
"Hahaha!" 03 laughed, imitating the Phoenix Technique and walking with his hands behind his back, his long silver ponytail swaying behind him, happy
He said, "You will definitely pass the exam!"
The Five Continents Competition was indeed a tit-for-tat test. Feng Jue said, "Nonsense."
"Behave yourself too. If I find out about your little tricks again, you're done!" Feng Jue turned around, raised his hand, pressed the whip against 03's face, and poked him.
03 was shocked. The bubbles on his head shed tears and whispered, "Okay, I understand."
Try not to be discovered.
Feng Jue didn't know that 03 was currently brewing some little thoughts. She nodded with satisfaction. Her hand fell on the vermilion door. Just as she was about to push it open, she realized something was wrong. "...Why did you come with me?"
She had just sent 03 back to the room, and now she was sent back by 03 again?
"Haha!" 03 laughed and said to Feng Jue from outside the door, "Please have a good rest. Good night."
Feng Jue pursed his lips and softened his voice.
"good evening."
03 He watched Feng Jue close the door obediently, then looked up at the bright moon.
A few clouds drifted leisurely beneath the moon. 03 thought, "It's still early, can we play some more?" She thought, "I think so!" So, she decided to go play chess with her good friend Jiao.
She lifted her skirt and jumped into the courtyard from the corridor.
The garden had already been well tended by the palace servants, and the shadows of the blossoms and fragrant grass fell across the clear, water-like courtyard. 03 With musical notes overhead, he walked in the moonlight to the side hall and knocked on the window.
"Good evening, Lingshi. You haven't slept yet, have you? Want to play Gobang all night?"
Lanyang City.
Today, Lanyang City is quieter than in previous days.
The competition in the arena had ignited the spirits of many, who returned home early to rest and recuperate, eager to showcase their skills during the competition. However, after everyone learned that today's fatal fight stemmed from last night's "farce," no one expressed their feelings as they had the day before.
More and more ordinary people were walking on the street. No matter how lively the Dongzhou Competition was, it had nothing to do with them. They were just talking about their livelihoods. Xue Bushi came out of the gate of Tingxian Residence and bumped his shoulder with a man who was talking with his head turned. The man apologized and continued to talk with his companion with his head turned.
Xue Bushi slapped his clothes as if he had been touched by something dirty, and stared at the man with a hint of disgust in his eyes.
The Lianshan Sect is also in the city, but the people in the city avoid people from the Lianshan Sect when they see them. If any mortal in Lianshan City dares to offend him, he will break both legs!
There is a difference between immortals and mortals. Mortals have short lifespans and low abilities, and are not as valuable as a spirit beast in the mountains. Xue Bushi looked down on mortals and did not understand why Lianshan Sect and Lanyang City were built so close to mortals. In his opinion, the immortal gate
A large sect should be built in a place with vast sea of clouds, far away from the world.
Since they want to cultivate immortality, they must first become immortals.
"Heh." Xue Bushi patted his clothes again, feeling the sting on his shoulders where a mortal had bumped into him. He took a deep breath and sneered, "Be thankful you were born in Lanyang City!"
He took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands while walking towards the Weaver Girl's Workshop. Xu Zehua had already been drunk by him, and he wanted to finish his job before Xu Zehua woke up.
Xue Bushi walked into the Weaving Girl's Workshop, casually threw his handkerchief at the feet of the welcoming nun, and said arrogantly, "How is the dress I ordered coming along?"
The female cultivator glanced down at the handkerchief at her feet, her smile unwavering. Recognizing the customer, she said, "Is this clothing made for Master Xu of the Scarlet Thunder Sword Sect? Why don't you go upstairs to the private room first? I'll go ask the embroiderer."
"No need." Xue Bushi raised his chin and said, "I'll wait here and call your manager."
He comes with ill intentions.
The female cultivator had been welcoming and seeing off guests for many years and had seen countless guests. She was very familiar with Xue Bushi's tone of looking for trouble. After inviting Xue Bushi upstairs for tea and being rejected, she smiled and said, "Okay, please wait a moment." She turned around, her face suddenly darkened, and she frowned and asked the steward to go.
Xue Bushi licked the corner of his mouth, walked around the hall, pinched his fingers excitedly, his eyes full of calculations.
The Red Thunder Sword Sect's "Sword Technique" is a top-tier thunder-based technique, and the Lanyang Palace is the wealthiest sect in Dongzhou! If he were to obtain the Red Thunder Sword Sect's technique and then obtain a large sum of wealth from the Lanyang Palace, not only would his father, but the entire Lianshan Sect would be dependent on him!
"Everything in the world has its own laws. My elder brother lived a glorious life for over twenty years, but now he's a cripple. He might as well be dead somewhere." Xue Bushi muttered to himself with a gentle smile, "I grew up in fear under his shadow. Now it's time for me to shine!"
His eyes were filled with determination. He reached out and touched the storage ring on his finger, looking at the people coming and going in the hall, and narrowed his eyes. By then, who would dare to look down on him?
There were footsteps on the stairs. Xue Bushi glanced over and found that the female cultivator had brought people back. He immediately put away his greedy smile and stood with his arms folded.
The Weaving Girl Workshop's manager and embroiderer came over, followed by several female cultivators carrying clothes. The leading embroiderer smiled and said, "Master Xue, after you and Master Xu ordered the clothes last night, the sisters in the workshop and I worked overnight and have already finished the clothes you ordered."
Normally, it would take two or three days to make clothes for customers, but this was someone from the Red Thunder Sword Sect! Zhinufang regretted accepting this order and hurried to finish the clothes and hand them over.
The lake is gone.
Xue Bushi put down his teacup and said slowly, "Really? Let me check it out."
Everyone in the Weaver Girl Workshop felt a pang in their hearts, feeling as if bad luck had come true. They watched as Xue Bushi came forward, picked up the clothes on the tray and started finding fault with them.
The embroidery here isn't grand enough, the stitching over there isn't neat enough... Hearing the anger on the younger embroiderer's face, it was clear that this person was lying with his eyes open!
"I clearly told Brother Xu that he prefers pear blossoms over peach blossoms, so why did you embroider peach blossoms on them?" Xue Bushi angrily threw the clothes at Zhiniang's feet, pointed at her and said coldly, "I'm afraid you're deliberately using inferior clothes to pass off as something you didn't like because of what happened today at Lanyang Palace and the Red Thunder Sword Sect!"
Xue Bushi deliberately raised his voice, and the customers who were choosing fabrics and ready-made clothes in the hall looked at him in surprise.
The manager smiled and said, "If we were to deliberately sell inferior goods to customers out of so-called grudges, our Weaver Girl Shop wouldn't be so prosperous. Since you know that Weaver Girl Shop is a shop of Lanyang Palace, you should also know that Lanyang Palace and the Red Thunder Sword Sect have a long-standing feud. But the fact that you and the son of the leader of the Red Thunder Sword Sect are willing to put aside your grudges and order clothes from Weaver Girl Shop shows that you two are very confident in the quality of Weaver Girl Shop, isn't it?"
Xue Bushi was dumbfounded and stared at the manager's smiling face.
The guests nearby all said, "Indeed, the Weaving Girl Workshop has been in Lanyang City for hundreds of years. Who doesn't know that the clothes here are exquisitely made and beautiful? Even disciples from other sects come here to buy a few pieces of clothing in their free time. We wouldn't do something like passing off inferior goods as good ones!"
"that is!"
Xue Bushi listened to the chatter of the crowd, and the suspicious looks made him freeze. He frowned and said calmly, "This peach blossom..."
"This is mountain cherry," the embroiderer said with a smile. Before Xue Bushi could start any more arguments, she immediately said, "Just so you know, my sisters and I have already made the dress for you before the fight started today. We're just waiting for you to pick it up."
Xue Bushi: "..." At this moment, he was speechless.
The steward's smile deepened, and he asked, "Sir, is there anything wrong with these clothes? Let the embroiderer explain them to you one by one. If there is anything we did wrong, we will correct it immediately. But if there are no other mistakes...why don't we pack the clothes for you and you pay the balance?"
Xue Bushi had somehow reached the final payment stage. The people he had deliberately led to watch the fun stood there motionless, their feet as if nailed to the ground. His face twitched, and he asked breathlessly, "How much?"
The steward covered his lips and chuckled, saying, "Young Master Xu has good taste. He only wants the best materials, top-grade spider silk, and pearls, jade, and gems to be used on his clothes..."
...Since this is your first time here, I'll give you a small profit margin. The total after profit is 260,000 low-grade spirit stones."
The monks watching at the same time: "Hiss——"
How many?
"How much?" Xue Bushi asked in horror.
"Two hundred and sixty thousand low-grade spirit stones," the steward said softly, "you can also pay with mid-grade or high-grade spirit stones and spirit beads."
"I told you this number when you paid the deposit yesterday," the manager reminded.
Xue Bushi's mind suddenly flashed back to the scene of last night: he had just finished drinking with Xu Zehua and she brought him to the Weaving Girl's Workshop to buy clothes. This was actually part of his plan, and he wasn't supposed to pay. As long as he could see Feng Jue, he could use the things he had in his hands to exchange for countless wealth from Feng Jue! So he paid the deposit last night very casually.
Even most of Xu Zehua's expenses along the way were paid by him in order to build a good relationship with Xu Zehua! The expenses for this trip to Lanyang Palace were all used as an apology for Xue Bufan and Feng Jue breaking off their engagement. Now there is not much left, of course he can't afford the 260,000 spirit stones!
Xue Bushi felt a little dark in front of his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "I am not satisfied with your clothes! Redo them for me, and I will come back tomorrow!" He waved his sleeves and left.
The steward said leisurely from behind: "Sir, even if you don't want the clothes, the deposit will not be refunded."
Xue Bushi's face flushed red as he hurried away amidst the laughter of the other guests. As he stepped out of the Weaving Girl's House, he bumped into another person.
"You have no eyes!" Xue Bushi was almost knocked away and cursed loudly.
"Sorry." A gentle voice said, and the man in white supported him with equally gentle spiritual power and stepped back apologetically.
Late stage of foundation building... Xue Bushi closed his mouth in horror, not even daring to look at the man, and ran away quickly.
Wen Chunsheng, a faint smile on his face, watched his hurried figure, thinking: Just another mediocre person. The world is so vast, and geniuses are so rare. He straightened his clothes, and a few beautiful faces appeared in his mind. Wen Chunsheng moved his fingers, sighed softly, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.
Let's take it step by step.
The manager of the Weaver Girl Workshop came over and said with a smile, "Junior Brother Wen, did that person hurt you?"
"No, thank you for your concern, Senior Sister." Wen Chunsheng smiled gently, bowed to the steward, and requested, "Tomorrow I will have my spirit bones tested, and as a disciple of Lanyang Palace, how can I not wear my disciple's uniform? I'd like to ask the Senior Sisters in the workshop to help me, I would like to pick up my clothes today."
"Thank you, Senior Sister."
He bowed his hands and lowered his head deeply.
The steward sighed
He was angry and said, "You are good in every way except that you are too polite. You sound like an old scholar instead of a swordsman."
Wen Chunsheng's face turned a little red and he smiled embarrassedly.
The steward laughed heartily, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Come in."
The next day.
The sky is clear and the air is blue.
Countless phoenix flags flew among the mountains and rivers, guiding the monks from all over the place to the Dongzhou Bone Testing Platform.
The bone-testing platform wasn't built in the same location as the arena, but rather a vast plaza on the vast plain, large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people. Surrounding the plaza were terraces, viewing platforms, and—they even—sales booths.
Various edibles and spiritual objects were laid out on tables and tiers, and the place was already packed with people before the bone test even started. With so many people waiting in line, it was hard to tell how long the queue would last. They bought some food and stored it in their storage rings while they waited.
Some cultivators couldn't help but grumble, "Who knows when the next Dongzhou Grand Competition will be held? It's just a bone age test, so why is Lanyang Palace making such a big fuss? Is it to show off their financial resources?"
"I heard that Lanyang Palace is going to be expanded. Even though it's still a square now, maybe it will be a new city when I come back next year."
The two monks couldn't help but sigh: "How rich!"
A few people stood not far from the two monks. One of them, a middle-aged man, sighed and asked the distracted man next to him, "Second Young Master, what happened last night? Why did you come back and lock yourself in your room without saying a word?"
The one who was distracted was naturally Xue Bushi. He had lost face in the Weaver Girl's Workshop last night. After running away, he realized that he had left Xu Zehua alone in Tingxianju. He was shocked and scared, fearing that Xu Zehua would come out from nowhere to question him.
The middle-aged man sighed again and said to Xue Bushi, "Second Young Master, the head of the Dongzhou competition has high hopes for you this time. Before he came, he gave you a storage ring. It contains the apology gift that the eldest young master and I want to bring back. Now that everyone is gathered here, please give me the storage ring. I will go to the city to buy you some spiritual medicines and spiritual objects so that you can prepare for the competition."
Xue Bushi's face suddenly twisted. He had spent most of the spirit stones in his storage ring, so how could he have any money left to buy spiritual medicine? He looked around and said, "I wonder if I can meet the Palace Master of Lanyang Palace here?"
The middle-aged man frowned and sighed, "Palace Master Lanyang is arrogant and domineering, even more so than the eldest young master. Why do you want to see her?" Xue Bushi raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "This is my business."
"Also, from now on, call me Young Master, not Second Young Master!"
The middle-aged man called out "Young Master" and sighed.
Before leaving,
The doorman summoned the Second Young Master to the study alone, perhaps to explain something. Thinking of Lan Yanggong's domineering demeanor, the middle-aged man felt a little uneasy. He just wanted to return safely and not cause any trouble. He had personally experienced the majesty of Feng Jue, and he just hoped that the father and son would keep quiet and not indulge in any daydreams of reconciling with Lan Yanggong and renewing their marriage.
As the sun rose higher, the crowd grew larger and larger. Long lines formed in front of the nine bone-testing platforms in the square, and Xue Bushi was also joining them. Besides him, several young men from the Lianshan Sect had also come along. Their cultivation had barely reached the Foundation Establishment stage, but their expressions were filled with pride, as they walked towards the crowd with their heads held high and their chests puffed out.
The middle-aged man followed anxiously. At this moment, the person walking in front exclaimed, pointing at the woman walking against the crowd and said, "Isn't this the maid that always followed my eldest brother? She's not dead?"
The middle-aged man looked up suddenly and saw a familiar figure walking towards him. It was Xue Mengtao, who was wearing the disciple uniform of Lanyang Palace. She had a smile on her face and was talking to the person next to her.
Two women were walking side by side with her. One was about the same age as her, pretty and wearing the same red dress as her. The other was wearing a wide veil hat with the veil hanging down to her waist, covering her upper body tightly. She was holding a string of candied haws in her hand.
"Elder Li! Didn't you say that Xue Mengtao was killed by the people of Baishuimen like other disciples? How did she end up in Lanyang Palace and become a disciple of Lanyang Palace?" Xue Bushi turned his head and questioned.
The middle-aged man, Elder Li, who had gone to Lanyang Palace with Xue Mengtao to seek help, broke out in a cold sweat. Xue Mengtao was just a servant; why would these people care whether she lived or died? It was just that, because of the Fire Rock Dragon incident, they had concealed most of the facts to appease the Sect Master and Feng Jue about their deal, not to mention Xue Bufan's fall from the cliff.
There is no need to mention the fate of Xue Mengtao, a servant.
Elder Li had never expected to meet Xue Mengtao here, and Xue Mengtao was already in the Foundation Establishment Stage! He licked the corner of his mouth, his throat dry, "Twenty-one years old, Foundation Establishment Stage..."
This talent surpassed all the disciples of the Lianshan Sect he brought with him! It surpassed so many others present. How could it be possible... By the way, what was Xue Mengtao's cultivation level when she left the Xue family? Elder Li was shocked to find that he had no memory of it. How could he have ever cared about Xue Mengtao?
Xue Mengtao also saw the Lianshan Sect's disciple uniforms. With a calm expression, she asked the person walking in the middle, "Senior Sister, do you want to buy anything else?"
"Why don't we buy some storybooks?" Mu Rong said with a smile, "The Palace Master likes to read storybooks. When I went to the Chongshan Secret Realm, I specially selected a few and asked Elder Si to give them to the Palace Master!"
So it was you who sent it. Xue Mengtao felt a little strange.
Thinking of the past, I couldn't help but smile gently.
What else do you want to buy?
"Please wait a moment." 03 said, groping in his sleeve, and took out a piece of paper and unfolded it. The handwriting on the paper was flowing rapidly, and the three people leaned in to read it.
03Surprise: “No more, all sold out!”
"Then let's go back." Looking at the growing crowd, Mu Rong raised her hand nervously to fan herself. "Thank you, Senior Sister, for treating us to the candied haws."
03 immediately said: "Thank you for accompanying me to carry out Feng Jue's shopping mission."
Hearing her words, Xue Mengtao and Mu Rong looked at each other with the corners of their mouths curled up.
Early this morning, the leaders and elders of the major sects met with the Palace Master in the square, trying to find out about the envoys from Lingshan Sect and Wendao Academy. Feng Jue was impatient and asked someone to take 03 out for a walk. The Palace Master said: Keep an eye on her.
Xue Mengtao and Murong watched closely and never left her side.
03 With a "whoosh", she folded the note written by Feng Jue and put it into her sleeve. When she looked up, she found that several people were blocking their way. She had seen one of them before.
"Ah!" 03 pointed at the middle-aged man who was one step behind and said, "You are the elder of Lianshan Sect." Li sighed.
Elder Li: "...I am Li Zhiming."
"Huh?" 03 was surprised. If Feng Jue hadn't allowed it, he would have wanted to make a lot of big red exclamation marks.
She actually remembered the wrong person's name!
A system error occurred!
03's eyes widened in shock.
Xue Bushi looked at the three people in front of him suspiciously, and his gaze finally fell on Xue Mengtao. He frowned and asked, "Xue Mengtao?"
Xue Mengtao said slowly, "Second Master Xue, long time no see."
"It's really you?" Xue Bushi was surprised and sneered, "Great, I thought you were so ambitious, but it turns out that after Xue Bufan was deposed, you also abandoned him and joined the Lanyang Palace instead. Are you rich now?"
03 tilted his head, surprised to find that this man looked a bit like Xue Bufan. The red exclamation point in 03's heart turned yellow, referring to someone related to the protagonist.
"Don't worry about me, Second Young Master Xue. Senior sisters, let's go back first. The competition will start soon." Xue Mengtao said calmly.
But Xue Bushi suddenly became excited. He grabbed Xue Mengtao's wrist and whispered, "Xiaotao, although you have entered Lanyang Palace, you have always been a member of the Xue family. The Xue family has raised you for so many years. If you help me do something, I will definitely not treat you unfairly!"
Mu Rong quickly held down 03's sword-drawing hand and puffed up her cheeks. Xue Mengtao frowned, took a step back and broke free from Xue Bushi's control.
He sneered, "Sorry, I'm not interested."
Xue Bushi smiled lightly and said, "You must be interested. This matter is not only related to the Palace Master of Lanyang Palace, but also to Xue Bufan. Don't you only have eyes for Xue Bufan? Just help me tell Feng Jue a message, and I will tell you how Xue Bufan is doing in the Xue family now!"
Xue Mengtao looked at 03 with a surprised expression.
03 slowly lowered his hand and asked curiously, "What message do you want us to convey to you?"
Xue Bushi raised his eyes, carefully looked at the three of them, and said slowly: "It's okay for you to know this. You just need to find a way to get in front of Feng Jue and tell her that I have something that depends on her life. And ask her if she is interested!"
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