Chapter 51 Return to Amaterasu Sect.
Chapter 51
On this antique display stand carefully crafted from mahogany, a wide variety of treasures are displayed. These treasures are of various types and each has its own characteristics, as if telling a legendary story.
Bu Xingjin didn't plan to go to the second floor. He wandered around the first floor, ready to pick out something that he liked.
The small building covers an area of only a dozen square meters. There are three large display cabinets on the first floor. They are basically full of things, and there are few empty grids.
Bu Xingjin walked slowly into the hallway. To his right, a straight-line display case held a dazzling array of swords, spears, halberds, and other magical instruments. He carefully examined each exhibit, but found nothing he liked.
After walking around the first display case, he arrived at the second. This one displayed a variety of rare and precious flowers and herbs, as well as several medicinal pills in wooden boxes. Bu Xingjin was unfamiliar with these, and he didn't see any treasures that would excite him.
Without hesitation, he continued forward, passing the second display case and arriving at the final display case. If he didn't find what he wanted on the previous shelf, he planned to pick something at random from this final display case.
On this final display case, a collection of broken and bizarre objects was displayed. There were fragments whose origins were difficult to discern, seemingly fallen from somewhere; small pieces of fabric, clearly torn from someone else's clothing; and seemingly ordinary stones and mirrors that couldn't even reflect a person.
Bu Xingjin carefully scanned the entire display case, but found nothing particularly eye-catching. Unfazed, he casually took a seemingly ordinary stone from the last shelf. He examined it, figuring it was merely the least valuable item, and that his possession wouldn't cause anyone else any grief.
"Madam Zhilan, I'll choose this stone!" Bu Xing slowly walked to the door of the first floor and handed the stone in his hand to Madam Zhilan. His eyes revealed an incomparable cherishment, and he seemed very satisfied.
"This stone was presented to me by someone below. It seems to have been dug out from a tomb. It's been here for a long time, and I've forgotten what strange functions it has. Are you sure you want to choose this?"
Madam Zhilan examined the stone in Bu Xingjin's hand, wondering how it had ended up in her treasure house. Her memory had become somewhat hazy, as if the stone had been there since the treasure house was first built.
"Yes, I want this stone." Bu Xingjin nodded.
"Then this stone belongs to you from now on!"
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It didn't take long for Bu Xingjin to choose his reward and then return to the reception room under the guidance of Madam Zhilan.
Qing Yan and the little turtle were waiting there.
After Bu Xingjin comes back, they will say goodbye to Madam Zhilan together.
It was still early when they walked out of Zhilan Garden. Bu Xingjin took Qingyan and the little turtle and followed the route he remembered to the Kesiyunlai Inn.
Nearly 20 days had passed since he left the inn, and he had only paid for three days. To prevent them from causing trouble, the inn kept his room for an extra seven days, but after not seeing him again during that time, they rented the room out to someone else.
Fortunately, they didn't leave anything behind when they left, so it doesn't matter if the room is rented out. They can just rent a better one.
Bu Xingjin had reserved two adjacent upper rooms for just one day. Having achieved his goal in Shifang City, he now planned to return to Amaterasu Sect to hand over his mission.
As for the other task of picking the third-level red ghost grass, there happened to be a forest not far from the road back to Amaterasu Sect, where the third-level red ghost grass grew. He planned to take a detour to pick the third-level red ghost grass and then return directly to Amaterasu Sect.
After returning to the room, Bu Xingjin looked around and noticed a more advanced spirit gathering formation than the one in the previous room. However, he wanted to rest now and didn't want to practice. So, he walked straight to the bed, lay down on the soft and comfortable bed, and enjoyed a wonderful night.
The early morning sunlight shone through the window sills onto Bu Xingjin's face, waking him up from his dream.
Bu Xingjin had a strange dream.
In his dream, he encountered a mysterious stone that claimed to be able to predict the future. However, Bu Xingjin was skeptical. To prove its ability, the stone revealed a glimpse of the future in his dream. Unfortunately, the prediction was not as expected.
That mysterious stone seemed to be the one he got from Madam Zhilan's treasure house.
However, Bu Xingjin didn't take the stone in his dream seriously. While in Zhilan Garden, he casually dropped it into his black ring. Later, he even took the stone out and showed it to Qingyan and Little Turtle, but they all thought it was just an ordinary object.
He didn't know much, but Qing Yan and the little turtle knew more about this world than he did. They both said it was an ordinary thing, so they must be right.
Bu Xingjin happily climbed out of bed, thinking to himself, "Dreams are truly bizarre, as if they could shape real-life people and objects at will. Who could believe a stone that could predict the future? And what's more, it predicted Qing Yan's imminent departure. This was simply unbelievable!"
Bu Xingjin smiled, slowly walked to the door of Qing Yan's room next door, and knocked gently.
The door opened without wind and Bu Xingjin walked in.
Qing Yan stood quietly by the window, gazing at the horizon with a deep and distant gaze. The little turtle curled up peacefully on the bed, soundly asleep, carefree.
Bu Xingjin walked up to Qing Yan with a smile and said to him, "Let's set off after you have rested well!"
Qing Yan slowly turned around and stared at Bu Xingjin with a sharp gaze. For a moment, there was silence, as if time had frozen in this quiet moment.
"Why are you looking at me like that? If you have something to say, just tell me directly." Bu Xingjin didn't know why, but he sensed an indescribable message from Qing Yan's expressionless face. He had a feeling that what Qing Yan said next might not be what he expected.
"After arriving at Amaterasu Sect, I will be away for a while."
Leaving? Qing Yan is leaving?
Bu Xingjin suddenly recalled the dream. Surprisingly, the stone's prophecy came true and Qing Yan was really about to leave.
"Where are you going? What are you doing here? I can come and help?" Bu Xingjin inquired. Ever since he entered this world, Qingyan had been with him like a shadow. Back then, Qingyan was just a dying tree, and he had never realized that it held a miraculous spiritual power. However, Qingyan had been with him for over a thousand years, and his dependence on him had become deeply ingrained. Now, with his sudden departure, Bu Xingjin felt a wave of panic.
"I have a few things to take care of, which won't take too long, just a month at most." Qing Yan did not directly reject Bu Xingjin's suggestion to follow him, but explained the time of his departure in a tactful way. The implication was obvious: Bu Xingjin could not provide help, nor could he accompany him.
Bu Xingjin listened carefully and understood the meaning. He responded with a slightly disappointed look, "Okay."
But a month is neither long nor short, and since the two of them don't have any contact information, it's easy for them to lose contact. Or maybe he just stayed in the Amaterasu sect, so Qing Yan could easily find him when he returned...
Qing Yan gently handed over a emerald green leaf. Bu Xingjin took a closer look and immediately recognized it as Qing Yan's true leaf. He took the jade-like leaf in surprise, looked at him puzzledly and asked, "Are you going to give this to me?"
"This is the leaf of my real body. You can contact me through it." Qing Yan said.
"That's perfect. I was just wondering how I could contact you after you left." Bu Xingjin gently raised the leaf in front of his eyes, thinking carefully about how to establish contact with Qing Yan.
"You left a message here with your spiritual consciousness, and I will be able to sense it. When the leaves emit a faint glow, it means that I have responded to your call."
Qing Yan instructed Bu Xingjin on how to use the leaf of his own body as a communicator.
Is that so? Bu Xingjin placed his spiritual consciousness on the leaf, leaving a message: "Qing Yan, are you there?"
As Bu Xingjin's gaze shifted from Qing Yan, he caught a glimpse of a faint glow gleaming from the jade-like leaves. Because his consciousness was still lingering among the leaves, he immediately heard Qing Yan's response: "I'm here."
After figuring out how to use it, Bu Xingjin carefully put the precious leaf into his backpack.
"Then let's go! Let's go pick the third-level red ghost grass first."
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Perhaps it was Madam Zhilan's prestige that had caused the city lord's nephew's minor conflict to be forgotten by everyone. No one in Shifang City dared to challenge him anymore. Bu Xingjin was thus able to embark on a smooth journey, crossing Shifang City and heading towards the Amaterasu Sect.
Unlike when he came here with no money and could only move forward on foot, this time when he returned, Bu Xingjin bought a monster beast for transportation from the innkeeper - the Flame Purple Lion. After buying the monster beast, he was also given a spacious van that could easily accommodate five people.
The flaming purple lion proudly pulled the carriage, Bu Xingjin and Qing Yan sat side by side in the carriage, and a small turtle lay leisurely inside. The team rushed all the way, heading straight for the forest where the third-level red ghost grass grew.
The Flaming Purple Lion isn't the fastest among demonic beasts, but its name belies its nature. This brilliant purple-gold lion isn't as ferocious and untamable as one might imagine. Instead, its affable and endearing personality endears it to many.
They traveled eight hundred miles a day, which took most of the day. The Flame Purple Lion pulled them to the place where the red ghost grass grew.
Red ghost grass prefers a cool, shady environment and typically thrives deep in dense jungles. Depending on its age, red ghost grass can be categorized as Grade 1 (10-year-old), Grade 2 (20-year-old), and Grade 3 (30-year-old).
The third-level red ghost grass required by Bu Xingjin for this mission needs to be found at a age of thirty years, which is quite difficult due to its scarcity.
Bu Xingjin slowly walked down from the monster car and searched for the rare third-level red ghost grass that was thirty years old among a patch of gray-brown red ghost grass.
The Red Ghost Grass is small and delicate, its ten-inch frame concealing countless mysteries. Its broad, shield-like leaves bear witness to the multiplication and inheritance of life. Distinguishing its different grades requires a unique method; simply observing the distinctive veins on its leaves reveals its secrets. This miraculous plant, like a hidden sage, plays a role in many medicinal elixirs.
Grade one red ghost grass is characterized by a single light green horizontal stripe; grade two has two such stripes; and grade three has three distinct color veins. Other than that, there are no significant differences in appearance.
Finding a third-level red ghost grass among thousands of red ghost grasses is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.
He had to complete the task he had accepted even if he had to kneel down. Bu Xingjin spread out his spiritual sense to search for the trace of the third-level red ghost grass.
He is like a human scanner, scanning once and then changing position.
Bu Xingjin changed his position three times but still couldn't find any trace of the third-level red ghost grass. He also encountered a monster that feeds on red ghost grass - the Yin Four-Elephant Black Insect. Although it is called an insect, it is bigger than an ordinary puppy, and there are dozens of them moving together.
Seeing Bu Xingjin standing on the red ghost grass, he attacked without saying a word.
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