Chapter 24 When you reach the end of the watercourse, sit and watch the clouds rise...
It was already night, not a good time to stay outside.
Even if the master and his apprentice were to endure wind and rain, they could not possibly sleep in the wilderness.
Li Qingyun was prepared to take out a soft bed and ask Chang Yubai for some materials to build a small shed on the spot. However, without saying a word, Chang Yubai took out a teleportation scroll, took Li Qingyun's hand, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them arrived in a large city.
After all, Zhongzhou was Chang Yubai's hometown, and he knew exactly where there were good places to rest nearby.
Li Qingyun: ...
Is this your reason for using the scroll without saying a word?
That's such a waste!
How much wealth did your master leave you? Is it really enough to squander?
But Li Qingyun dared not say it openly.
He subtly tugged at Chang Yubai's sleeve: "Brother, I can sleep outside, there's no need to bother staying at an inn. It's too wasteful of spirit jade. Scrolls are good things, there's no need to use them in this kind of place."
Chang Yubai: "No."
He didn't want Xiaoyun to sleep in the middle of nowhere.
Chang Yubai: "There's plenty of spirit jade. And plenty of scrolls too."
Okay, that's quite a lot of money.
Li Qingyun was somewhat relieved.
I don't know what that big oaf did when he cleaved through the void before. It didn't seem like he was building a tomb for his master. But the way Chang Yubai cried after he came out must have something to do with his master.
The two randomly chose a top-tier inn to stay at and learned the name of the place: Guanglin City.
Li Qingyun had never heard of the names of the twelve cities in Zhongzhou, but Chang Yubai only needed one sentence to make him understand the prosperity of this place—the Heavenly Pivot and the Sword Sect were both in this city.
One is the most cunning and meticulous Tian Shuji, and the other is the most powerful and skilled warrior, Tianjianzong, who can fight against a hundred men single-handedly. They are both among the top three most popular students in the entire Guanwu Continent. You can imagine how many students in Guanglin City study under them and how talented they are.
Speaking of which, can the geniuses of these sects compare to his and Chang Yubai's talents?
Li Qingyun secretly glanced at her master.
Master Chang had already made up his bed and made a makeshift bed on the floor, ready to go to sleep.
Li Qingyun: "..."
I'm not entirely comfortable with this guy.
"Brother, can you sleep with me? It's too late, and there are a lot of cultivators outside. I'm scared of them."
Chang Yubai tilted his head slightly: "I'm right next to you."
Li Qingyun: "Can you come up here?"
Chang Yubai: "Xiaoyun, why are you scared?"
Although he was puzzled, his actions betrayed his true intentions. He obediently moved the mattress over and divided the bed in half.
Li Qingyun pretended to be sweet and coquettish: "Brother, I've never seen such a big city before, nor have I ever met any famous sects, so I have a lot of respect for the cultivators here. Brother, Master... am I really useless? You won't look down on me, will you?"
A large hand stroked the top of the little dumpling's head.
Chang Yubai pondered for a moment and then replied, "They are nothing to fear."
"Really?" came the soft, sweet voice.
“Really.” Chang Yubai nodded. “They are no match for them.”
Even if they were all combined, they still couldn't compare to Venerable Qingyun, who was at the Venerable Martial Realm.
My future master is a top figure who can sweep across the entire Guanwu realm. There are no Venerables above the eighth level of the Venerable Martial Realm. His power is earth-shattering and unstoppable, with only Qingyun Piaomiao and Lingfeng.
How dare Tian Shuji and Tianjianzong call themselves geniuses in front of three peak experts?
"Brother, you're amazing!" Li Qingyun thought Chang Yubai was just bragging, and immediately felt that her master was a real treasure, at least in terms of cultivation, he was truly reassuring.
The big, silly guy's sudden crying tonight left Li Qingyun feeling uneasy, fearing that Master Chang might have a moment of despair and follow in his master's footsteps.
No, I absolutely have to keep an eye on this guy and not let him suddenly decide to abandon me!
Holding onto these thoughts, Li Qingyun never forgot to hold Chang Yubai tightly when she entered Qingyun's dream.
The next day, sunlight streamed through the bed curtains, and Li Qingyun, her eyes still blurry with sleep, prepared for the morning's tidying up.
Strange, something seems to be missing.
Li Qingyun: "..."
Li Qingyun: "!!"
Oh no! Chang Yubai is missing!
Where did they go?
Li Qingyun's sleepiness vanished instantly after getting up, and she quickly searched around, trying to find any trace of Chang Yubai in the room.
My gaze fell on the square table, where a teleportation scroll was displayed.
Xiao Liqingyun's heart skipped a beat, and her panic intensified.
No way, could my worries from last night have come true? Could it be that this big oaf is really thinking of suicide and doesn't plan to support me anymore?
Li Qingyun rushed over tremblingly, her hands shaking uncontrollably, and it took her a lot of effort to finally pick up the scroll.
The moment the item was in his hand, the audio transmission left on the scroll activated, and Li Qingyun realized that Chang Yubai had not left silently.
"Xiaoyun, I'll go ahead first. The scroll is set to locate you; you can come to me once you open it."
Phew—it turns out I was just scaring myself.
After hearing the message, Li Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, and a lighthearted smile replaced her panic.
This guy actually launched a surprise attack, that's really too much!
His heart nearly sank in fright.
"Strange, why is that big oaf up so early?"
This is nothing like Master Chang's lazy personality.
Perhaps we can find the reason in the past?
As Li Qingyun unfurled the scroll, the scene before him vanished in an instant, transforming from the inn's bedroom to the desolate wilderness of the previous night.
It's back again.
Just to sleep in a big city, he actually used up two teleportation scrolls worth thousands. Anyone who heard about this would call him a spendthrift.
Li Qingyun suppressed her heartache and walked towards Chang Yubai, who was a few steps away.
Chang Yubai was kneeling on the ground, in front of him was a tomb, or rather, a mound of earth, but a stone tablet was stuck in the mound, with several large characters engraved on it: "Tomb of Venerable Master Qingyun".
Hiss—Li Qingyun gasped involuntarily.
He seemed to understand why the big, simple-minded guy was willing to take care of him.
No wonder he asked for his name in the desolate land. Perhaps it was after hearing that he shared the same name as his grandmaster that he decided to buy him.
But Li Qingyun no longer wanted to pursue the matter. Now he had left the Great Wilderness and become Chang Yubai's only disciple who had received his teachings, which was an indisputable fact.
No amount of reasons can compare to what has already happened, so why should he care about Chang Yubai's original reasons?
But Qingyun... Venerable One?
What is that called?
At this time, Li Qingyun was unaware that a hundred years later, in order to increase the difficulty for Long Aotian, the number of Venerable Martial Realm cultivators in the Guanwu Continent would reach an explosive level. It would no longer be possible to use "God" or "Emperor" to specifically refer to a Domain Lord. Furthermore, Venerable Martial Realm cultivators would no longer be the only top kings in a region. In later generations, the form of a title plus "Venerable" would be used as a respectful title for Venerable Martial Realm experts.
But so far, there is no sign of any Venerable One being born.
Li Qingyun took this as a specific reference within a certain scope.
Chang Yubai clasped his hands together, placed them on his forehead, and bowed three times to the grave as a form of worship.
The tomb contains the master's spare clothes, which have been kept in his mustard seed space for many years. Now is the perfect time to use them as a cenotaph.
The wind blew and withered the wild grass, and the cold swept across the dust. After Chang Yubai finished his worship, he did not turn around in a hurry, but instead kept his gaze on the stone tablet.
It is engraved with a magic array that can obscure the vision of ordinary people, causing them to subconsciously ignore it.
He ultimately didn't want anyone to disturb his master's deep sleep.
"Master," Chang Yubai thought to himself, "I will come back to see you."
When the master grows up, he will one day find a child, take him as his disciple, raise him for ten years, and then he will want to retire. At that time, the master will need a cave to live in seclusion with his disciple. He will travel a long distance and will not hesitate to travel thousands of miles to finally choose this place.
"I will come back to see you then."
Look at that master who has become a venerable one, whose temperament is as steady as a mountain.
Li Qingyun was unaware of the turmoil in his heart. Seeing Chang Yubai kowtow, he followed Chang Yubai's example, kneeling before the grave and kowtowing three times to mourn his master.
When Chang Yubai heard the noise and turned around, he found that the little dumpling had already touched the ground with its forehead, curled up in front of the grave like a big white goose.
Chang Yubai: Hiss...
Chang Yubai said with difficulty, "Xiaoyun, you don't have to bow."
It seems too bizarre for someone to worship their own grave.
Chang Yubai felt as if his conscience had been severely beaten.
But he couldn't dissuade Li Qingyun from insisting on bowing a third time, and was met with an angry retort: "Brother, do you still not want to be my master?"
Chang Yu's heart was empty and his eyes were vacant.
His escape left Li Qingyun speechless once again.
Sigh, forget it. I'm already content to have someone support me. Why should I crave a place in Chang Yubai's heart?
He knew that Chang Yubai only considered him a foster child and had no other intentions. Even if he was willing to teach him martial arts, it was only out of kindness.
Regarding the master-disciple relationship, Chang Yubai was simply too lazy to correct his form of address, but he did not truly acknowledge the position of master.
But Li Qingyun couldn't help but take it seriously.
He saw that Chang Yubai had cried so much last night that he no longer cared about Li Qingyun. If he didn't perform well and keep Chang Yubai in check, this big oaf would get tired of him and run away!
Isn't he really going to become a homeless child?
Li Qingyun: No!!! Having experienced having a master to protect me, I don't want to be a wild child!
Li Qingyun was sullen, but forcibly suppressed her emotions.
He asked Chang Yubai where to go after paying respects to his master.
You absolutely must bring him along!
Chang Yubai: "I don't know."
He had been focused on bringing his master's remains back for burial, and now that the matter was settled, he was at his most idle and helpless.
But Chang Yubai knew that his master always had his own ideas, and Xiaoyun must have already come up with one, regardless of age.
Chang Yubai: "Is there anywhere you'd like to go?"
This was good news for Li Qingyun. At least Chang Yubai had given her the reins, which meant that he was willing to accompany her to other places.
Li Qingyun put on an innocent and adorable expression and said, "Brother, I want a weapon. You promised me you would forge one for me."
He's been thinking about this for a long time, so we can't just abandon it.
Chang Yubai nodded: "Okay, I'll take you to the Hewu Sect..."
Li Qingyun: "Great!"
Chang Yubai hadn't finished speaking when he said, "...the equally renowned Heavenly Sword Sect."
Li Qingyun: ? ? ?
Wait, can you breathe so heavily when you talk?!
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