Chapter 78 sparks controversy, after all, when one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs benefit. ...
"Did you two go thieving last night?"
Lian Quesheng felt refreshed after getting out of bed, finally having had a full night's sleep. However, he noticed two dark circles under his eyes, which made him wonder, "It's like I didn't sleep all night."
That's about right.
Jiang Yu thought to himself, no matter what happens in the future, he will never say such nonsense as "we can kiss whenever we want, we can do whatever we want" again.
To prevent anyone from taking advantage of his words.
Jiang Yu felt like his back was about to break. If some people continued to "set an example" tonight, he might really have to run for a while.
"……No."
After a long silence, the usually mature Shen Jiuxu finally spoke in a low voice. Lian Quesheng looked at his flushed face and couldn't understand why just saying a few words could turn him into a monkey's butt. The power was too great!
"Alright, alright, anyway, I don't understand you two anyway." Lian Quesheng chose to ignore these details, otherwise it would be his fault to overthink them. "I specially ordered clothes for you for the succession ceremony in a few days. Go try them on today."
"You've gone to a lot of trouble."
Shen Jiuxu clasped his hands in thanks, exuding an aura that seemed to have stepped out of a book, the kind of book with many rules and regulations.
Lian Quesheng was somewhat overwhelmed. Most of the time, he was genuinely confused as to how Jiang Yu could have fallen for Shen Jiuxu, this blockhead. Was it simply because he was good-looking?
"After all, when one person attains enlightenment, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven."
Lian Quesheng laughed loudly. Shen Jiuxu silently moved his feet away from him, keeping a distance. Everyone knew that among the three of them, Lian Quesheng was the richest!
Anyone in this world who tries to compare their status with him is truly inviting humiliation.
The group chatted and laughed as they arrived at the Azure Cloud Ladder.
Although Qingyun Ladder has a complex terrain and winding mountain roads, it is a place with many vendors, most of whom are gathered in one place. Once you find one person, you will see a whole group of people.
There's absolutely nothing to worry about.
"Young Master Jiang, Sect Leader Shen, what brings you here?"
The people along the roadside had become very familiar with these two faces over the past few days, and they would shout loudly when they saw someone coming, "These are freshly harvested sweet potatoes. Young Master Jiang, have you had them before? Would you like to try some? They're delicious!"
"Young Master Jiang, these are the sesame seed cakes you ate last time. I made a few extra this time. Take them home; I've packed them all up."
"Young Master Jiang—"
"Young Master Jiang—"
For a moment, voices rose and fell, one after another, without end. Even Quesheng curled his lips. Jiang Yu was like gold that had fallen to the ground, and everyone who saw him wanted to pick him up.
It's all because of that face.
Aren't they all equally handsome and dashing? Lian Quesheng looked at himself in the mirror again, and realized he wasn't bad-looking either.
"Oh my, Young Master Lian, you've finally arrived." The shopkeeper was overjoyed to see him, as if he had met his savior. He touched the large, bulging money bag and secretly resolved to spend as much time as possible with this wealthy young master.
"Shopkeeper, didn't I order some clothes from you last time? Are they ready yet?"
"Alright, alright, Young Master Lian, no matter how busy I am, I will definitely do it first. I will work overtime and not eat or drink to get this garment to you. You can rest assured." The shopkeeper smiled, revealing a set of white teeth. "I will have the waiter go get it right away. Young Master Lian, please go ahead and I will go make some tea."
Lian Quesheng grunted and generously tossed him a bag of silver. The shopkeeper beamed with joy. This was the first time anyone had ignored Shen Jiuxu and Jiang Yu standing behind Lian Quesheng. The aura emanating from the money drew their attention solely to Lian Quesheng's face.
"sit."
Lian Quesheng spread his hands and pointed to a few stools next to him. Jiang Yu was speechless at his "familiar" gesture. He pulled Shen Jiuxu to sit down and said sourly, "Young Master Lian is a great philanthropist in the eyes of the people."
"Of course. I, Zhang Lao Er, have lived for so many years and traveled all over the country, and I have never seen anyone like Young Master Lian. He is outstanding in appearance, has profound cultivation, and is kind-hearted. He has not a trace of arrogance on his body. He is truly the best person in the world."
Just then, the shopkeeper came out from behind the screen, carrying a tray with three cups of boiling hot tea, still steaming. Hearing Jiang Yu's words, he couldn't help but chime in.
“Young Master Lian, the first time I met him, I knew that someone like Young Master Lian would surely achieve great things in the future. In addition, you have such good friends as Young Master Jiang and Sect Leader Shen. As the saying goes, one is influenced by one's company. In any case, you are all very capable.”
"The shopkeeper is too good at talking."
Jiang Yu was amused by his words, and took the tea from his hand, then handed another cup to Chen Jiuxu. This man must have brought out Biluochun tea because he saw that a big client like Lian Quesheng had come; the tea was clear and bright, and could be considered a good tea.
"Shopkeeper, the clothes are here."
A thick stack of clothes was neatly arranged on the table. Jiang Yu looked at it and saw that the styles were all kinds of different and the colors were dazzling. It was as if he had ordered all the styles!
"Well, shouldn't you thank me properly?"
Lian Quesheng sat leisurely at the table, his fan waving rapidly. He looked smugly at the pile of clothes, "Some of these are fabrics that I specially asked my mother for from Bailuzhou, the most treasured fabrics, just so that Shen Jiuxu will look glamorous."
Shen Jiuxu: ...
Thank you.
Several people were looking at clothes when they suddenly heard a loud bang outside, as if something had suddenly crashed down from above. There was a loud "boom," followed by a woman's screams and wails.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?"
The shopkeeper, who was closest to the door, was the first to run out upon hearing the commotion. The area where the sign had been placed was now covered in bright red blood, and the strong stench of blood enveloped him at first glance.
"This...isn't this Qingnu's child?"
"I think so. Where's Qingnu? I don't see her. I remember seeing her weighing fruit for people just now. How could she disappear in the blink of an eye?"
"Aunt Zhou—"
"Sister-in-law Qingnu, sister-in-law—"
The shopkeeper looked closer and recognized her, "Madam Zhou, Madam Zhou—"
The child's head hit a falling stone slab, leaving him covered in blood and gore. Several people nearby shook their heads, saying that even a miracle worker couldn't save him.
Jiang Yu came out of the house and couldn't help but gasp when he saw what had happened. The injury was really too serious. He looked up and saw that there was an inn above the shop. What had fallen was the inn's signboard. It was probably unstable due to the wind and sun over time.
He walked over, lifted the stone slab with one hand, and wrapped his other arm around the child's waist, picking him up. The stone slab fell down the instant he released his hand, kicking up a cloud of dust.
“Young Master Jiang, yes, Young Master Jiang, you are a member of the immortals, please take a look and see if there is any hope for this child. He is Madam Zhou’s only child, and he has been in poor health since he was a child. His mother has taken people to find doctors in every street and alley, and tried every folk remedy available, and only now she has managed to raise him to this day with great difficulty. If his mother saw this, wouldn’t she go crazy?”
"Yes, Young Master Jiang, you must have a way, right? This child is smart and well-behaved. We've watched him grow up. We can't let him just die like this." A woman over fifty years old cried, looking at the pool of blood on the ground with heartache, her hands trembling.
"It's all this brand's fault." The man kicked it viciously. "Next time, everyone should stay away from this place. It's really bad luck."
The shopkeeper wanted to say something, but then stopped himself. After all, his shop happened to be right below this sign, and if no one came, his business would definitely be affected. But it was like a child he had watched grow up, so it was impossible not to feel sorry for them.
He could only place his hopes on Jiang Yu, and said repeatedly, "Young Master Jiang, please find a way to save him. Also, Young Master Lian and Sect Master Shen, you are both disciples of the Immortal Sect, you must know more than us, you must have a way."
Even Lian Quesheng came over and glanced at the child in Jiang Yu's arms, revealing a hint of reluctance. But there was no way to bring the dead back to life or revive the dead in this world. Jiang Yu was just highly skilled, but he knew very well whether Jiang Yu was a doctor or not.
He knows absolutely nothing about medicine.
"What should we do?" Lian Quesheng whispered. The crowd's gaze was too dazzling, as if they were nailed to it, making Lian Quesheng feel guilty. He simply couldn't face so many expectant eyes.
Jiang Yu shook his head and remained silent.
"Qingnu, you're back—"
Because the child wanted to eat candied hawthorns, Jiang Qingnu looked around and saw that there weren't many people at the stall. In a little while, the candied hawthorn seller would probably pack up and go home.
The kid is fascinated by this stuff, and if he doesn't get to eat it, he'll probably throw a tantrum. Her business isn't doing well, so she thought she'd buy a skewer for the kid so he could eat it peacefully here without disrupting her business—a win-win situation.
She clearly instructed the children not to run around and to sit quietly in the area where they were selling things normally, so how could this have happened?
"ah--"
The woman looked terrified, her mind went blank, and she had no idea what to do. Her legs went weak and she was about to collapse to the ground when the woman on her right reacted quickly and helped her up.
"Madam Zhou, Madam Zhou, don't fall down with the child. The child is still waiting for you."
As soon as Zhou Qingnu arrived, Jiang Yu remembered her. This should be the third time he had seen her and her child. The lively and lovely child from the previous two times was now lying peacefully in his arms, lifeless.
"Young Master Jiang, please have mercy on this mother and child! If they need any help, we're all here to lend a hand."
The shopkeeper also spoke up. He had put all his effort into making money from this shop, and if this incident ruined it, it would be a clear cutoff of his source of income.
As the group chatted amongst themselves, Jiang Yu felt the child in his arms breathing weaker and weaker. The child's dark, bright eyes stared at him pitifully, and the words "I also want to go to Shen Wuke to practice swordsmanship" kept echoing in Jiang Yu's mind.
He turned and left, holding the child.
Lian Quesheng sighed, slammed his fan shut, and followed him back. Shen Jiuxu was surrounded by the crowd, unable to move. Being shy by nature and unable to leave, he could only stay there and answer questions one after another.
"Jiang Yu, do you really have a way? By taking him away like this, you've given them hope. What if you fail in the end? Have you thought about what you'll do?" Lian Quesheng had traveled the human world more than the two of them and had seen all kinds of people. He already knew the true nature of everyone.
He always felt that Jiang Yu's actions would cause problems.
“They call you Young Master Jiang now. If you succeed, that’s fine. But if you fail, have you thought about what will happen?” Lian Que said angrily. “If every time someone has a problem in the future, they all come to you, what are you going to do? Are you going to watch a bunch of people flood into Shen Wuke every day begging you for help?”
Have you thought about it?
He was absolutely furious. "You can't save us now—"
"Little bird—"
Lian Quesheng fell silent. This nickname was given to him by Jiang Yu, and normally only Jiang Yu and Shen Jiuxu would use it, and Jiang Yu would only use it when he needed something from him or when he was angry.
When he shouted, even Lian Quesheng was speechless.
"I'll try. If it doesn't work, I'll tell Madam Zhou." Jiang Yu looked at the child's face, which was contorted with pain, and her heart softened. She sent some spiritual energy to the child.
"I--"
Seeing this, Lian Quesheng stopped talking and took out a small white porcelain bottle from his pocket, stuffing it into Jiang Yu's arms. "Here, it's for pain relief. It should work."
Thank you.
Lian Quesheng waved his hand, glanced at the child, and then instructed, "There's nothing we can do this time. Next time, if someone else does it, you still need to be careful. Don't wait until someone asks you to use your spiritual power to save them every day."
"Um."
Jiang Yu nodded, dealt with Lian Quesheng, and carried the sleeping child back to Fuyou Palace.
"How do you plan to save him?" Lian Quesheng kept asking. He was still worried. After all, when he was in Bailuzhou, he had witnessed a high monk go from being revered and loved by the world to being treated like trash. This huge drop was something that ordinary people could not bear.
That's why he was so worried about Jiang Yu.
"have no idea."
After entering the courtyard and opening the door, Jiang Yu put the child on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief. "I'll go look through some ancient books. His life is currently being sustained by spiritual power, so he should be able to stay alive for a while. Quesheng, please keep an eye on him for me."
Before he could speak, Jiang Yu walked out.
The library wasn't far from here; it would only take a blink of an eye to get there by flying on a sword. Jiang Yu nodded to the disciples guarding the front, and after a moment's hesitation, they finally let him in.
"Isn't the library off-limits to outsiders? This Young Master Jiang isn't one of Shen Wuke's people either. Won't Elder Lian and the others scold us for this?" a disciple whispered, his face showing glimpses of fear. The person next to him patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, Sect Master Shen has a Daoist partner. How do you know he can't come in?"
"Really? Are Sect Leader Shen and him really a couple?"
"Of course! I heard that last night, Young Master Jiang beat Elder Lianfeng to the ground in front of a large group of elders to avenge Sect Master Shen." The disciple's voice grew lower and lower as he carefully turned his head to the side. "Many people saw it. Don't you think that counts?"
"Oh well, we've already let them in anyway, there's nothing we can do about it."
Jiang Yu heard their conversation but walked straight ahead. The first three floors of the library contained ordinary books, and it wasn't until the fourth floor that the rare ancient books were collected, but sword manuals, zither scores, and medical books were all piled together.
Jiang Yu was overwhelmed by the sheer number of books at first glance, so he could only flip through them one by one. The sky outside had already darkened, and the candlelight on the windowsill had been lit without him noticing, illuminating an extremely handsome face.
The man looked serious and focused. Shen Jiuxu had learned of Jiang Yu's whereabouts from Lian Quesheng and rushed over without stopping. Looking at Jiang Yu's tired face, he felt a pang of heartache.
The footsteps were very light, but they were still clearly audible in this unusually quiet place. Jiang Yu's long-tense nerves finally relaxed at this moment, and he looked up to see the person walking towards him step by step.
"Why did you come here?"
"Looking for you."
Shen Jiuxu was carrying a red sandalwood box. "I made some pastries. You haven't eaten much all day, so have something to eat first!"
Jiang Yu put down the book, rubbed his sore eyes, and realized that it was already pitch black outside. He then realized that he had been here for a whole day.
"You should go to sleep first tonight. I'll see if there's any way to save him." He took a bite of a pastry, his favorite flavor. It was clear that Shen Jiuxu had put a lot of thought into it. He had even brought him lotus seed soup. The man who knew nothing before had now become someone who took meticulous care of him.
"I'll stay with you."
Shen Jiuxu picked up the book he had placed on the table and continued to read it. “Lian Quesheng said that the child is doing well now. Madam Zhou is waiting outside. With the medicine to prolong his life, there is no need to be too anxious.”
"I'm afraid that if I delay too long, the recovery won't be good. Besides, after looking through so many things, I still haven't found a way to treat it." Jiang Yu was clearly disappointed. Xian Chen had been waiting quietly on the ground for a day. Seeing that its master was unhappy, it took the initiative to approach him. As a result, in a moment of distraction, it cut a deep mark on Jiang Yu's palm.
Blood gushed out, but then disappeared in an instant.
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