Chapter 23 Climbing the window, disheveled and indecent
The dinner at the City Lord's Mansion was luxurious.
Perhaps in order to welcome the guests who came from afar, the city lord specially took out the fine wine that he had collected for many years and enthusiastically invited Qi Qing to drink with him.
Qi Qing couldn't persuade him, so he had to take it and drink it out of courtesy.
It was different from the aged wine he had imagined. The young man sipped it and found it sweet and refreshing, like a fruit wine with a very low alcohol content.
He gulped down the drink and wanted to have another one, but when he turned around he saw the city lord falling headfirst.
“Boom.”
The head hit the smooth black stone table, making a crisp and pleasant sound.
He was startled and looked at the city lord's sister tentatively: "What is he doing...?"
The girl glanced coldly at her unconscious brother and said calmly, "He's asleep, don't worry about him."
"..." Qi Qing sighed sincerely: "The sleep quality is really good."
He goes to bed as soon as he is told and acts decisively, worthy of being the lord of a city.
The host fell drunk and the dinner ended soon. The girl helped the city lord to rest, and the master and disciple also returned to the small hall arranged by them during the day with the steward.
Qi Qing took off his coat as soon as he entered the room.
Xiwuzhou is hotter than the Middle Earth and there is more sand and dust. There happened to be a bathtub in the house. He tested the water temperature and stepped straight in.
The warm water covered the young man's neck, swaying and undulating, leaving a faint trace of water on his chin. He was tall and thin, but there was a thin layer of muscle covering his chest and abdomen. His body was smooth and flexible, and his skin was whiter than that of ordinary people.
The corners of Qi Qing's lips rose slightly, he closed his eyes and leaned against the stone wall, unable to help but let out a sigh of satisfaction.
This is life.
After staying in Tiandu Sect for three years, I almost forgot what it felt like to live alone. Now that I don’t live in the same room with Yue Ji, I actually feel a little uncomfortable.
Thinking of Yue Ji, he suddenly remembered that he had accidentally obtained the admission qualification to the Alchemy Conference today. What to do next, he had to study the original work carefully.
Thinking of this, Qi Qing's mind moved and he called up the system interface.
In the original novel, there are not many details about Yue Ji and the city lord's acquaintance and interaction; the real highlights are all at the alchemy conference.
Since Yue Ji was the youngest contestant in the individual competition, he was inevitably ridiculed and questioned, especially by some monks who watched coldly from the sidelines.
They are fans of another alchemist, who is none other than Miao Zheng, a seventeen-year-old genius alchemist who later becomes Yue Ji's rival and also has a mutual respect for him.
Miao Zheng was born into a large sect famous for alchemy. The sect's supreme elder was one of the founders of the Alchemy Association, an old monster who had lived for who knows how long.
He had been in seclusion for many years and felt that his time was up, so he came out before the alchemy conference, hoping to find a talented person with a destiny to inherit his legacy.
There is no doubt that Yue Ji is the destined person.
The Supreme Elder appreciated him very much, and he also welcomed the first real teacher in his life and felt a sense of mastery that he had never experienced before.
Thinking of this, Qi Qing felt a little complicated.
——Yue Ji’s official teacher has arrived, so it’s time for me, the “substitute teacher”, to step down, right?
He thought silently as his limbs gradually warmed up in the warm water. He stood up from the water, casually wrapped his hands around his lower body, and walked barefoot to the couch.
The guest rooms in the City Lord's Mansion are of extremely high standards. The decoration, furnishings, collections and bedding all demonstrate the extraordinary wealth of the owner.
There was a soft fur carpet beside the couch, which felt squishy when stepped on. The quilt on the bed was made of the hair of some spiritual beast. It was extremely delicate and soft, with a slight bulge in the middle, as if something was hidden.
Qi Qing lifted the quilt and suddenly stopped moving towards the bed.
A familiar figure was lying on the bed.
He was slightly startled, thinking that he was hallucinating from taking a bath.
Cover and then uncover.
It didn't disappear, the figure was still on the bed.
Qi Qing felt a little puzzled, so he pulled the quilt away and asked, "Why are you in my bed?"
The young man did not answer, his back rose and fell slightly with his breathing, as if he was already fast asleep.
Having lived together for three years, Qi Qing would not be fooled by his appearance. He leaned over, put one hand on Yue Ji's ear, and began to whisper devilishly: "How can you sleep at your age? You came all the way here just to sleep? Look at the alchemist next door, he has already started to refine the first batch of immortal pills in the morning, and you are still sleeping here. When you wake up, their third batch of pills will be ready."
The young man still didn't answer, but his ears were slightly red.
"Pretending to sleep, huh?" Qi Qing sneered, went straight to the bed, pulled the quilt over his head, intending to cover the person pretending to sleep inside.
The young man opened his eyes at the right time, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he pursed his lips and leaned towards him habitually: "Master."
"How did you get here?" Qi Qing pushed away the head that was leaning over and said, "I clearly closed the door."
Yue Ji, however, seemed not to have heard him, and insisted on pressing his face against his still steaming waist. He lowered his head, and a muffled voice came from his arms: "Window."
Qi Qing turned his head and saw that a narrow gap had been opened in the window at some point and had not been closed tightly. He didn't know whether the man was a thief or a rat, as he could have gotten in through such a small gap.
Yue Ji seemed to blink. Qi Qing's skin on her waist was sensitive, and when it was brushed by his overly long eyelashes, she suddenly felt a tingling sensation.
"Let go," the young man patted him and said helplessly, "I haven't put on my clothes yet."
Due to carelessness, he forgot to put on his underwear, and now the two of them were hugging each other in their untidy clothes, which was really inappropriate.
The boy's ears turned strangely red. He held on to her without saying a word, nor did he let go.
Qi Qing didn't think much about it, and took his hand and said, "Okay, I won't chase you out... Let go first, your master has to save face."
When he hurriedly put on his underwear, Yue Ji took the initiative to cover himself with the quilt, then lay down beside him obediently, curling his lips and saying, "Master, I'll come again tomorrow."
Hearing this, the young man paused with his hand tied with a tie and raised his eyebrows: "Is this a notice?"
Yue Ji stared at his face without blinking, and his words were clearly pleading, but his tone was particularly righteous: "Master, please allow me."
"So what if they don't allow me?" Qi Qing asked back, "Do you still dare to climb through the window? This is someone else's territory."
"You really don't allow it?"
Qi Qing fastened his belt and snorted, "It depends on your performance."
Yue Ji glanced at him quickly, then dropped his eyes, clutched the quilt tightly, and whispered: "When I was in the sect, Master promised to be my master and only my master, and to treat me well. Now that we are in Xiwuzhou, why has he changed?"
When he mentioned the sect, Qi Qing couldn't help but think of the alchemist and the supreme elder who were about to show up.
That is Yue Ji’s real “master” and school.
At best, he is just a substitute teacher, and there won't be many more days like this.
Qi Qing sighed secretly, and unconsciously softened his heart. He hugged the young man and said, "Not letting you sleep on the bed seems like a big injustice to you. Well, come if you want."
Frost climbed up the lamp and extinguished the flame, and the room fell into silence.
He touched Yue Ji's head and said softly, "Good night, Master is here."
The young man stretched out his hand and took possession of his arms as he wished.
…
On the third day after arriving in Liucheng, registration for the alchemy conference officially opened.
The inner elixir of the ten thousand year old demon beast is really attractive. There is an endless stream of cultivators coming from all over the world. Liucheng is bustling every day, and there are countless cultivators participating in the alchemy conference.
For this purpose, the Alchemy Association has specially prepared a threshold.
Applicants need to perform alchemy on site once within fifteen days to prove their ability to do so, and will then be screened based on their alchemy level.
The quota given by the city lord can help them skip this screening, but the subsequent process is unavoidable in any way.
There are five levels of alchemists: white, green, blue, purple and gold, with gold being the highest level. To qualify for the inner competition, one must hold a green-level alchemy card to enter.
Now Yue Ji doesn’t even have a white card, let alone a green card.
Qi Qing looked at the rules and fell into deep thought.
He suddenly realized that he had been so busy working for the past three years that he had forgotten to ask the male lead to take the exam!
What should I do now? Should I just go home?
No, now that I'm here, I have to find a way to sneak in... His eyes fell on the young man who was practicing martial arts in the yard. After thinking for a moment, he seriously took out a brand new alchemy manual from his ring.
——The only solution for now is to test Yue Ji’s learning limit.
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