Chapter 44 Sending a Fan
Yuanshi opened his hand, and a fan with flowing light and color appeared in his hand. "Chang Hao, this is the fan I promised to make for you. The style is what you like."
Chang Hao's eyes lit up. He took the fan, which was almost identical to the bone fan of later generations, and slowly unfolded it. The front showed the magnificent scenery of Kunlun, while the back was engraved with the Jade Purity Sutra of the Primordial Beginning. Just holding it in his hand made him feel refreshed and clear-headed.
"Its power is even more astonishing. It can turn water into ice, and its malevolent aura is overwhelming, causing the wind and clouds to change. It is a powerful weapon for attacking multiple targets, and even a Great Luo Golden Immortal cannot match it. One wave can cover 108,000 li," Yuanshi introduced.
As Chang Hao listened to Yuan Shi's introduction, he explored on his own. The first door shook the earth and mountains, the second door moved mountains and overturned seas, and the third door caused wind and clouds to change. Inside, there was a world of its own.
Even though Chang Hao already had his own handy natal magic weapon, he couldn't resist his fondness for it and kept holding it in his hand, examining it closely.
A hint of a smile flashed in Yuanshi's eyes, "Not to be nurtured in the Purple Mansion?"
When Chang Hao saw him again, he was still practicing his Jade Purity Purple Void Supreme Scripture, which was even more comforting.
"No need, I'll nurture it in my hands. It's no worse than the Purple Mansion." Chang Hao had long felt that his hands were empty and something was missing. Now this fan came at the perfect time, and it suited his needs in every way.
Seeing that Chang Hao was gripping the banana leaves so tightly, Yuan Shi felt sorry for the two banana leaves that belonged to the fire and wind elements. He thought it was the right thing to do to ask his elder brother for them back. Chang Hao's hands were exceptionally beautiful, with long, slender fingers that were as white and smooth as jade. If they were replaced with fire-elemental fans, they would be as bright as the sun.
“Since you’ve received the fan, I won’t keep you any longer. My elder brother took the two remaining banana leaves in the valley, but I’ll make you a promise in return: if anything important happens in the future, just go to him,” Yuanshi looked Chang Hao up and down, full of reluctance. “If you want the banana leaves, I’ll go and get them for you.” It was up to Chang Hao to choose.
"No need. Fellow Daoist Laozi's promise is worth more than two banana leaves. Chang Hao has made a profit." Chang Hao wasn't stupid. He had plenty of innate spiritual treasures, but Fellow Daoist Laozi's promise was hard to come by.
"If you ever come down to the primordial world, remember to come to Kunlun Mountain. I will always be there." A hint of melancholy flashed across Yuanshi's eyes, his hope of returning to Kunlun with Chang Hao had been shattered.
"Lishan is still my training ground. Although it is not as good as Kunlun, it is still quite elegant. If you are traveling through the prehistoric world, you can use it as a temporary place to stay. Please do not find it offensive." Chang Hao still couldn't get over it. Hongjun looked at Lishan with disdain, as if it were dust on his robes, wishing he could throw it away. It was so unappealing.
"I don't mind." Yuanshi looked back again and again. He was just a little short of being able to take Chang Hao back to Kunlun. Why did he have to be a servant boy who served tea and water in Zixiao Palace, feeling so stifled?
Yuanshi could sense that Chang Hao was not very happy in Zixiao Palace, and that he should carefully plan his path to sainthood.
Chang Hao was unaware of Yuan Shi's regrets, and serving him tea and water was out of the question. After seeing Yuan Shi off for tens of thousands of miles, he turned back to Zixiao Palace, twirling his folding fan a few times, his noble aura impossible to conceal.
“Senior brother, you’re back,” Yaochi said, withdrawing her longing gaze. “I almost thought you were going to go to the prehistoric world with that Taoist.”
In short, Yaochi revealed that she wasn't paying attention and was instead staring at the water mirror.
Chang Hao pretended not to know and instead introduced, "That Taoist is one of the Three Pure Ones, and is respectfully called Yuanshi Tianzun. When you see him next time, you must be steady and composed, yet not lose your spiritual energy. He likes cultivators like that the most."
"You should know about the Three Pure Ones by now, right?" Chang Hao wasn't sure if Yaochi had activated the inherited memories.
"I know, I know, it's all in my memory, but I need to search carefully." Yaochi nodded vigorously. She also suffered from being a late-transformed person; otherwise, her background would be comparable to Zhen Yuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple.
"Alright, your most important task now is to thoroughly understand the inherited memories." Chang Hao cherished talent, which is why he was so generous in teaching her. In the prehistoric world, the most important thing for survival is strength. Chang Hao hoped that Yaochi would catch up, even though the task was arduous.
“Okay,” Yaochi trusted Changhao very much. In an era where everyone was only concerned with their own affairs, meeting a responsible person like Changhao was Yaochi’s good fortune, and she cherished this good fortune immensely.
"Senior brother, when will you take me to the prehistoric world?" Although I have memories of it, seeing it with my own eyes is still different.
"If you're going to the Primordial World, how about I guide you, young Daoist?" Tongtian had been lying on the peach tree at some point, leaning against the trunk, observing for an unknown amount of time.
Yaochi's eyes widened suddenly. "Who dares to trespass into Zixiao Palace?" Turning her head, she saw a Taoist in green robes leaning against her peach tree.
Damn, it seems she's no match for him. Yaochi was unwilling and resentful, and secretly tugged at Chang Hao's sleeve.
"Yaochi, go pick a few peaches and brew four cups of tea to bring up." Chang Hao winked at Yaochi, trying to calm the frightened girl.
Yaochi glared at Tongtian furiously. He came without knocking or saying anything, and even eavesdropped on her conversation with her senior brother. It was outrageous! What kind of peaches did he have to eat...?
"Young friend, haven't I seen you before? You look very familiar." Tongtian asked with a smile.
Chang Hao then remembered that he had been dressed as a child to amuse Yaochi when he entered Zixiao Palace. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should change back to his true form or pretend to be stupid.
“Tongtian,” Yuanshi’s angry voice came, “How dare you be so rude as to trespass into Zixiao Palace.”
“Tsk,” Tongtian looked up at the void, “Look, my old-fashioned second brother is here. Listen to his voice, I wonder if he’s getting angry again.”
Why is he allowed to come, but I'm not? Tongtian was filled with grief and indignation. Having such a second brother was a terrible misfortune.
Chang Hao didn't know how to respond, so he quickly changed back while Tongtian was looking up at the sky.
Tongtian was taken aback. He jumped down from the peach tree and circled Chang Hao. "I never expected this. No wonder he looks so familiar."
This handsome young man, as graceful as a pine or bamboo, with an exceptionally refined and elegant demeanor, was none other than Chang Hao, the Daoist he knew from Buzhou Mountain.
Chang Hao couldn't help but chuckle; Tongtian's personality remained as lively as ever. "Chang Hao greets the three fellow Daoists."
"Young friend Chang Hao, there's no need for such formalities," Laozi observed Chang Hao closely and felt that he was extremely pure and noble. It was clear at a glance that Yuanshi would like him, unlike Tongtian who dared to be arrogant and rebellious. No wonder Yuanshi had the idea of taking him as a disciple. With Yuanshi's discerning eye, it was extremely difficult to get a good word from him.
It's a pity, we were ultimately not meant to be...
"Chang Hao, you're showing favoritism and don't even respect me, Tongtian." Tongtian looked at his second brother's unusual demeanor, touched the unidentified object on his arm, and felt a chill run down his spine.
“Tongtian?” Chang Hao said with a half-smile, “I don’t know Tongtian, I only know a Daoist named Qingwei.”
"Qingwei is also Yuanshi." Yuanshi glanced at Tongtian with a warning. Tongtian had used a little trick to make him mistake someone else. If it weren't for the fact that he had met Chang Hao by chance, there would have been another uproar when they returned to Kunlun Mountain.
Tongtian tossed aside the peach leaf in his hand. “Second brother, you can’t possibly not recognize this. Chang Hao, it’s the gourd vine we hid together back then. I just sensed that the innate formation has been removed, so it must be ripe. Come on, let’s go pick it. As we agreed before, you get three and I get four. You can also have the gourd vine to make a whip.”
Tongtian looked at Yuanshi defiantly. "It's been so long, why bring up old grievances now? Even my elder brother can't allow it."
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