Chapter 290 The Imitation of the Saintess
There's no sorrow that a bottle of wine can't solve; if one bottle can't, then two will do.
A jar of dark liquor from a wealthy official was drunk down by three lonely men who had left home. Although all three were highly skilled and none of them got drunk, their worries were swept away.
"Your Highness Prince Heng... I was unaware of your identity yesterday, and I was quite..."
“Just call me Qin Mo! We’re all here to cultivate in the inner palace, so let’s not differentiate between ranks. Don’t you also call Lord Qu ‘Old Qu’?” Qin Mo interrupted Xu Luo. The title of prince is sometimes a necessary status to rely on, and sometimes it can be a barrier between people.
"Then I shall respectfully accept your offer. Brother Qin Mo was already in the Profound Realm eight years ago, and Old Qu has been in the Profound Realm for six years. In the future, the two nobles will have to help me out more, as I haven't even reached the peak of the Yellow Realm yet!"
It must be said that Xu Luo is a very open-minded person. He quickly corrected the tension among the three of them, calling himself "little brother," which made Qin Mo and Qu Huan smile repeatedly.
"Qin Mo, did you come to the Holy Temple to find an opportunity for a breakthrough... or is it for the matter of the old King Heng?" After the three of them had eaten and drunk their fill, Qu Huan cautiously asked her question.
Qin Mo calmed down and said softly, "Both, I suppose! Do you two gentlemen know anything inside information?"
Qu Huan and Xu Luo both shook their heads, their faces displeased.
"Qin Mo, the Holy Temple covered up the matter of the old Heng King very well. We only got the information from our hometown, which was a year later."
“Indeed, there must be something more to this. If you want to investigate, you should be careful. There are many dark things going on in the temple. If you encounter any difficulties, remember to tell us and don’t act rashly.”
Qin Mo looked at the worried faces on their faces, nodded and said nothing. He did not intend to delve into the secret of Qin Lan's death before he broke through to the Earth Realm.
The three left Liu's restaurant, and Qin Mo took them to her large villa in the Warn district for a short visit. The villa, which had been slightly tidied up, was already quite nice. While everyone praised it, the two men also consumed two jars of Qin Mo's fine wine, much to the dismay of Xu Ge and the others. Qin Mo wasn't an alcoholic; these were their private stashes, transported from afar, and every jar they drank was one less they had left.
As dusk fell, the sound of bells rang out from the Temple Mountain, urging the believers lingering on the mountain to leave as soon as possible, and also urging clergy and practitioners like Qin Mo who were away to return to the Temple.
Before the last rays of dawn faded, the three returned to the Gate of Sages. The heavy bronze gate closed behind them, separating them from the outside world.
"Qin Mo, which courtyard do you live in?" Xu Luo asked Qin Mo as they approached the cultivators' residential area.
"Number nine in the first row is the one covered with wisteria."
Xu Luo gave another thumbs up, "Brother Qin is indeed extraordinary. Choosing the former residence of the Holy Maiden is truly...remarkable..."
"Qin...Mo, although priority selection is a prerequisite for choosing high-level texts, queuing is still necessary in the early stages of entering the Holy Temple. Many second-level texts have unique interpretations of primordial energy and are still very valuable for reference. More importantly, they do not require selection. So it's really wrong of you to choose this residence. You should spend money to change to one of the residences on either side! Anyway...you're not short of money."
Unlike Xu Luo, Qu Huan frowned when he saw Qin Mo choose residence number nine. After thinking for a moment, he still pointed out a clear path for Qin Mo.
"Old Qu, you don't know, do you? Qin Mo came in first place among the freshmen today. If she hadn't run into me, she probably would have been in the top five of the Priest Hall. So don't worry about it! Who would care about a second-level classic if they were in the top five? It's all Qin Mo's."
Although Xu Luo seemed careless, as a Yellow Realm cultivator, how could he not see that Qin Mo had held back when she was with him this morning? The number of people in the Priest Hall was already small, and Qin Mo would definitely be in the top five in terms of speed alone.
Qu Huan looked at Qin Mo with suspicion but didn't say anything. He had been in the inner hall for twenty years and was very familiar with the cultivators in the inner hall of the Holy Temple. Speed competition was the best way to test physical strength. Although the cultivators of the Priest Hall were not as physically strong as those of the Knight Hall, they were at least close to the peak of the Yellow Realm. Qin Mo could run in the top five in terms of speed alone, so how could he be the "weakest Xuan Realm cultivator in history"?
“You Xia people are always secretly drinking. How can our sacred inner palace have people like you who indulge in debauchery?”
Qin Mo wanted to take Qu Huan and Xu Luo to Residence No. 9 for a short rest, but when they arrived at the door, they saw two men in knight's robes waiting there. They were clearly the two who had provoked her during the day. Before Qin Mo could speak, the two cultivators from the Knights' Hall began to berate the three of them.
Qin Mo was confused and looked at Xu Luo with suspicion. The latter whispered, "The temple allows drinking, but getting drunk is punished. But we Great Xia people have a special affection for alcohol. Normally, the knight commander and the saintess don't care when we drink. It seems that the other party is here to cause trouble today."
"Morse, didn't I beat you hard enough last time? If you want to fight, just say so. Don't start trouble like a woman."
Qu Huan, abandoning her usual taciturn demeanor, rudely retorted to the two cultivators from the Knights' Hall, causing Morse to blush instantly, clearly indicating an unpleasant past between them.
"Your Excellency Qu Huan, we are the two of you on duty for today. The three of you returned after sunset, and you reek of alcohol. We represent the great and holy Holy Spirit and should give you the necessary instructions. Do you intend to defy the will of the divine?"
Another cultivator from the Knights' Hall patted Morse on the shoulder, stepped forward, and righteously reprimanded Qin Mo and the others, reminding Qin Mo of her high school discipline master, who was full of benevolence and morality... and spoke them very fluently.
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