Chapter 19: Stealing Half a Day of Leisure (Part 1)...
Li Qingyun is still in the process of breaking down and rebuilding.
Long Aotian's legendary life is so shocking that it has completely shattered Li Qingyun's barely formed worldview.
Finally, after many ups and downs, Li Qingyun let out a furious roar: "Damn you, Heaven!"
When will it be his turn to enjoy such good fortune?
In the vast continent of Guanwu, tons of cow dung are everywhere, yet a flower has actually sprouted!
Li Qingyun blurted out, "Has all the good fortune of cultivators across the continent been stolen by this heaven-defying brat? If you're so capable, give me a sip of the soup!"
The child was so angry he was about to die.
"If I were that powerful, I would return to the Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits immediately!"
The first thing I did when I got back was to unleash a barrage of uppercuts, backflips, left and right punches, a backflip, a side kick, and a whip kick all over my enemy's face!
He wanted to beat up his unscrupulous parents, strike back at the biased elders, and then give the stupid clan leader who dared to make a decision without knowing the truth a good dressing down!
Not a single one can be spared!
Li Qingyun then fiercely dragged out all the people she disliked and spat at them.
After venting, the child gradually calmed down and returned to a normal breathing rate.
"Whew—" That feels good.
It's even more satisfying that nobody hears him cursing.
Li Qingyun's anger came quickly, but her relief came even faster. It was just a destiny blessed by heaven. Only one Long Aotian could appear in the entire Guanwu Continent, so why should she care too much?
His own master is also very good. He is considerate and caring towards him, and he also has considerable skills. With such a master, he will eventually be able to cultivate to the Great Dao and return to his hometown!
...It's just that Master seems a bit mentally challenged and a bit lazy. Well, that's already a fatal flaw.
But who can blame Master Chang for being so strong! Only the strong deserve to have a voice, and only the strong can live a carefree life.
Sure enough, his master went downstairs to play again.
The first floor of the inn was bustling with activity today, teeming with cultivators of all levels, from beginner to intermediate martial arts – truly experts in any remote region.
Yet this group of "experts" all regretted arriving too late and missing the opportunity to meet the real masters.
The rugged cultivator, in his impatience, slapped his thigh, regretting that despite arriving early without eating or drinking, he still hadn't been able to see the rising star.
This immediately drew a chorus of agreement from the crowd.
Li Qingyun clung to the second-floor railing, her lips twitching as she began searching for her master's whereabouts. Her eyes darted around several times before she finally spotted a familiar figure in white robes in the center of the conversation.
Master Chang himself wore a mask of a commoner's bitter face, calmly holding a bowl of sweet soup, sitting quietly at a table away from the rugged cultivators, looking completely absorbed, occasionally adding a few words of encouragement after the occasional cheer, "That's right," "Oh dear, why is it like this?" "Tsk tsk tsk."
Li Qingyun: "..."
It's unbearable to look at.
The burly cultivator was still shaking his head and sighing, "Oh dear, what a pity! I went through all that trouble to get here, and I spent a lot of money, but I still couldn't get a chance to meet him."
A fellow cultivator nearby laughed at him: "Even if you actually happen to be there and see them, so what? Are you going to beg them to take you as their disciple?"
Another burst of laughter erupted.
When Chang Yubai heard the words "accepting apprentices," his hand holding the bowl trembled involuntarily.
Hmm... I can't think about it, the image is a bit eerie.
One little sparrow chirping and calling for its master is enough; please, no more!
The rugged cultivator wasn't annoyed. Instead, he retorted with a stiff face, "What's it to you? I have my own considerations and methods for what I do when I see the Venerable One. You make it sound so easy, but didn't you also come all the way from Thunderlight City on your own two legs? Where do you get the nerve to laugh at me?"
The shameless cultivator retorted, "Everyone gathered here has come from afar. With a master appearing in the world, who wouldn't want to admire his heroic figure? It's only human nature. I was just laughing at us poor folks who have toiled and suffered without gain. How did that become intentional mockery in your mouth? No, no, I don't believe you."
"you!"
Unable to argue with this person and unable to fully repeat the ambiguous original words, the burly cultivator gave a cold snort and withdrew from the conversation.
The crowd started chattering around the other cultivators again.
The shameless cultivator took a few steps back and went to Chang Yubai's table next door, muttering to himself, "That sounds nice, admiring his heroic figure. I'm just hoping to get lucky and see if I can make some connections or become his lackey. At the very least, I'll have a backer. These days, who doesn't want to forge ahead without any worries?"
The weak gravitate towards the strong, and the strong enjoy the flattery and then protect the weak—this is an unspoken survival strategy in the Guanwu Continent.
After saying that, he shook his head and gave a self-deprecating smile.
His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for the people outside the table not to hear him, yet just enough for Chang Yubai to hear him completely.
Chang Yubai rang the food bell: "Waiter, another bowl, please."
The waiter arrived quickly: "Alright!"
"Hey, brother, this is the third bowl of water you've asked for. Is it really that delicious?" the shameless cultivator said cheerfully.
Chang Yubai nodded and recommended, "It's very good, you can order one to try."
The shameless monk sighed deeply, "I have no money."
There's nothing we can do about that.
Chang Yubai nodded regretfully: "Okay."
"Ahem!" The shameless cultivator coughed lightly, his body inadvertently leaning towards Chang Yubai. "How about you do me the honor of giving me a bowl, so that my tongue can also have the pleasure of tasting its saltiness?"
Chang Yubai: "I have no money."
The shameless cultivator: "..." This is blatant lying. How could you eat three bowls of rice if you didn't have money?
Others couldn't see the goodness of this sweet soup. When they saw Chang Yubai having the waiter bring the soup without spending a penny, they assumed it was just a complimentary bowl of refreshing mung bean soup given away upon entering the store. But he had a keen eye; the spiritual energy bubbling in this soup couldn't be extracted from mung beans.
This is the shop's signature Three Treasures Soup, which is very expensive; a tael (50g) costs at least a dozen spirit jades.
The waiter brought over the soup, and the person next to him glanced at it. It was still the same green and red sweet soup that didn't require payment, and sure enough, he assumed that this guy had ordered mung bean soup.
The shameless cultivator eagerly approached: "Spiritual soup..."
Chang Yubai immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly covered the bowl, crying, "It's mine!"
The shameless cultivator quickly explained, "I'm not going to steal it, I'm just looking at it. Alas, barring any unforeseen circumstances, I'll never get to eat spiritual food in my lifetime."
Chang Yubai: "Oh."
Only then did I feel relieved and continue drinking the soup.
The cultivator: "..." Dude, you're really ruthless and don't talk much.
"Alas, it's my bad luck that I can't pass your test and become your friend. It's a pity. Indeed, my fate is limited, and I'm not worthy of such a noble person."
Li Qingyun, who was eavesdropping upstairs: ? ? ?
Wait a minute, is this person here to steal my life?
The alarm radar on Qingyun suddenly went off in a flash. Oh no! This person is coming for my location!
Don't think he can't see it; this cultivator just wants to curry favor with the big, dumb guy and get on his good side!
Only those of the same kind can keenly sense the presence of their own kind!
Li Qingyun quickly lifted her legs off the ground and rushed downstairs to find someone, afraid that if she went down too late, an older junior brother would come out.
Chang Yubai: "Name."
The shameless cultivator decisively said, "Du Yuan!"
Never heard of him. He must be some cannon fodder from some remote corner.
Chang Yubai: "Oh, okay."
OK?
Then what?
Du Yuan waited for a long time, only to be met with a head full of question marks.
Just asking for a name? And that's it?
Or is it that his name is considered unlucky? But his name was given to him by his mother, so he can't really change it!
Du Yuan could barely contain his kind smile.
Li Qingyun rushed over and hugged Chang Yubai tightly, her voice soft and sweet: "Master~ I have some questions about cultivation to ask you, please teach me~"
"You idiot, big oaf, stop hanging around with this scheming guy!" He was genuinely afraid that Chang Yubai would be driven crazy by this man soon enough.
Chang Yubai smiled and said, "Okay."
However, the soup in his hand was not yet finished, so it was not suitable to bring it in for cultivation.
Chang Yubai turned to Du Yuan and asked, "Want some?"
Du Yuan laughed: "That's great!"
He then took the porcelain bowl with both hands and watched the two children go upstairs.
Seeing that the table was empty, the people next to him laughed at him for bothering an unknown cultivator. They said he was just an insignificant and unsociable rogue cultivator, and he had spent so much effort smiling and talking to him, only to get half a bowl of leftover mung bean soup. He was really losing out!
Du Yuan smiled but didn't respond. The mocking cultivator, getting no reply, lost interest and changed the subject.
Du Yuan: Tch.
Who is truly the ignorant one?
Not to mention that this bowl of soup was not the free mung bean soup at the entrance, his discerning eyes saw it clearly: the cultivator who had just sat here was someone that no one present could afford to offend!
He possesses a special skill for spying, which allows him to ignore magical artifacts that conceal one's realm. He can see through the strength of all the cultivators present, whether they conceal their abilities or not, and the difference between them is not even a single major realm.
He stared intently at the cultivator drinking the sweet soup, but he couldn't discern his cultivation level. This could only mean that the sweet-loving cultivator's cultivation was unfathomable; he was a true master!
It's a pity—I really feel sorry for Du Yuan this time.
"I really want to latch onto someone powerful," he thought to himself.
Then, holding the bowl, he imitated Chang Yubai and took a sip of soup, his eyes lighting up.
Wow! That's delicious!
After drinking it, the spiritual energy in my body circulated smoothly, I felt energetic, and I even had a vague feeling of having completed ten days of seclusion and cultivation.
Du Yuan smacked his lips and muttered in amazement, "So this is what spiritual food tastes like."
...
Chang Yubai held the magic seal, his eyes filled with doubt, unable to understand what else needed to be deciphered from it.
However, since Xiaoyun had already asked for help, she really needed guidance. He tried to explain it to her according to his own understanding, hoping not to leave Xiaoyun confused.
Li Qingyun readily agreed, saying, "I see. The second stage of the Nine Revolutions opens the Soul Aperture. Thank you for your guidance, Master. You're the best!"
Li Qingyun was very happy to have figured out the key to the problem.
Chang Yubai was also very happy.
Xiaoyun was dazed before he left. He was worried that he had scared the child by talking too hard to Long Aotian. Now it seems that Xiaoyun was just in a daze for a moment and had obviously recovered.
That's great. You're truly amazing; no wonder you're our master.
Chang Yubai couldn't help but exclaim, "That's wonderful, Xiaoyun."
Li Qingyun: ?
A sudden onset of illness?
It doesn't seem so.
Chang Yubai: "I was worried that you wouldn't be able to get over your inner conflict. But now it seems that you are very outstanding, much more outstanding than I expected. I am very happy for you."
Li Qingyun suddenly felt a warmth in his heart. What is this guy... He knew that Chang Yubai cared about him a lot. He realized this when Chang Yubai went berserk and directly challenged Lian Fengye for him. If it were anyone else who went through this, they probably wouldn't even have time to wait for Lei Huang to appear. Lian Wushuang would have handed them over and begged for mercy long ago.
But this was a rare instance of Chang Yubai expressing his concern so directly. Li Qingyun was surprised, but didn't want to disappoint him. After thinking it over, she decided to give him a big hug: "Brother, you're so good to me. No one will ever be this good to me again without you."
Chang Yubai's eyes were gentle: "You've been very good to me too."
Without her master, no one else would care for her.
Li Qingyun: ?
What kind of reply was that?
Li Qingyun decided to take advantage of the situation and then play the innocent: "Brother, you promised to forge a weapon for me, can you secretly tell me when?"
Chang Yubai: "After we settle your master, I will take you to the Metallurgical Sect in Zhongzhou. The swords forged there are most suitable for you."
"Brother, you're so kind! All I want is a sword!"
Seeing his excitement, Chang Yubai also became excited.
Master did indeed use a sword, and he knew its origin very well. It was a longsword forged at the Metallurgy Sect. However, Xiaoyun was still a complete novice when it came to sword control, so perhaps she would not be used to it if she picked up a sword too early.
"What's so difficult about that?" Chang Yubai made a quick decision: "Xiaoyun, how about we practice our swordsmanship beforehand?"
Having said that, he drew the Anning Black Scale Sword and placed it in front of him.
Li Qingyun: "!"
Li Qingyun: "Yay! Yay! Yay!"
They already seemed impatient.
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