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A sudden gust of wind outside the window brought the lingering snow vapor from the cliffs, disturbing Lin Yunwang's dream.
She "opened" her eyes, but could see nothing.
He reached out, but couldn't touch anything.
He shouted, but no sound came out.
Silence and nothingness gripped her throat like an invisible hand. She felt a surge of panic, her heart raced, but she couldn't feel her own heart beating.
Lin Yun knew he had "returned" to this place again.
Upon first arriving in the sealed realm, the world lost its meaning, and space lost its boundaries.
"You're covered in wounds; you really don't take care of your body." A gentle male voice broke through the fog, guiding her in the right direction.
Lin Yun felt as if she had entered a hot spring, her whole body warm and relaxed, and her suppressed emotions finally eased. It was just like a long time ago, lying in her mother's arms, falling asleep to her mother's humming tunes.
A streak of light seemed to flash before my eyes, and I wanted to chase after it, but no matter what I did, I couldn't open my eyes, so naturally I couldn't catch it.
Finally, I had a rare, sweet dream.
"Get up."
A mechanical voice devoid of any emotion woke her up.
"You're back, System." Lin Yun's tone was flat, almost indifferent.
The reason is simple: she is not familiar with the system.
Since the seal was broken, including this time, she has only communicated with the system twice. Although the system claims that it belongs only to Lin Yunwang, the connection between the two is one-way—no matter how much she screams when she is on the verge of death or in a state of collapse, there is never a response.
New Quest: Head to the Jingyin Sect and embark on your path to immortality.
Lin Yun asked, puzzled, "My previous mission was to protect the village, doesn't that conflict with my current mission?"
"This is the optimal solution after calculation."
"Optimal solution? What optimal village?" She suddenly stood up, her fingers clenching in vain. "System! Explain yourself before you leave!"
It was like a stone sinking into the sea.
Another attempt to call the system failed.
It was still dark, before dawn, and darkness still enveloped every corner, but Lin Yunwang could no longer fall asleep. She lit the candle on the table, and the wind blew in through the window.
The flame flickered slightly, just like her inner world.
Dipping his wolf-hair brush in ink, he meticulously transcribed the strange occurrences of the past few days: The timing of that renowned physician's appearance was too coincidental. Upon closer examination, this person could be a breakthrough, but it's likely that even his identity and appearance are fake.
Thinking of this person, she subconsciously touched the mirror in her sleeve. This was the mirror the mysterious healer had given her, used to indicate directions. It was with this mirror that she found the location of Zhongyu Mountain.
She took out the mirror and examined it carefully. There was nothing special about it, so she decided to show it to Sang Zhao when it was light.
Continue to recall the strange things.
The attitudes of the two Venerable Ones of the Jingyin Sect are even more intriguing. The White-Robed Immortal Lord's intention to protect them is obvious, and the oath probably involves sect secrets, yet he did not delve into it further.
Shouldn't I be arrested and interrogated immediately?
Little did they know, this was exactly what Mingqi intended to do.
However, since the Jingyin Sect was not responsible for enforcing the law, and without solid evidence, it was difficult for him to go against Lin Yunwang's wishes and force her to stay in the sect. So he had no choice but to take advantage of the information gap and use a roundabout method to keep her in the Jingyin Sect.
He just didn't expect that his plan would be ruined by Yichen.
Seeing that the sky was already bright, Lin Yun folded the paper, lit it on the candle, and watched as the paper turned to ashes. He then scattered the ashes on the ground and gently blew out the candle.
Three crisp and powerful "thump-thump" sounds echoed in the quiet space, telling of the person waiting outside the door.
"Coming, coming." She quickly opened the door. "Good morning."
"Sorry to bother you so early."
Sang Zhao noticed that her complexion was much better than yesterday, and thought that she must have treated the wound properly last night.
Little did they know that Lin Yun was exhausted and fell asleep as soon as he got back to his room last night.
"I woke up a long time ago, so it wasn't a disturbance."
Lin Yun closed the door, intending to go to the village chief's house with him.
The journey was only a minute or two, so they couldn't talk for long. Before Lin Yun could find a suitable opportunity to show him the mirror, they had already arrived at the village chief's house.
When she saw Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang coming over, she greeted them.
"Don't keep coming here. Your uncles and aunts are here, so you don't need to come. Just rest. You've lost weight from all this running around these past few days," Aunt Zhang said, stroking her face with concern.
"Auntie, please don't talk about me anymore. Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu have been talking about me for ages yesterday." As she spoke, she led Sang Zhao into the house, afraid that she wouldn't be able to get in and would be pushed to rest again. "Look, I look much better than yesterday, don't I?"
Sang Zhao followed behind them, watching with a smile. The emotions in the human world were much more intense than those in the celestial realm.
Those who cultivate immortality have long lifespans and believe they have time to say certain things. Some people traverse vast stretches of time, just to wait for that one sentence.
After the group entered the house, Uncle Liu refused to leave, insisting on continuing to watch over the place. Aunt Zhang kept saying things like, "Don't you trust us?" and "You just don't trust us," before finally getting Uncle Liu to leave and go rest.
Lin Yun took the rice porridge that Uncle Zhang wanted to feed him, sat down by the bed, and fed him little by little, lowering his head to hide his sorrow.
Aunt Zhang chatted with Sang Zhao on the side, while Uncle Zhang listened quietly, occasionally saying a word or two. The bowl of rice soup dwindled during their conversation, and before they knew it, it was empty. Seeing that she had finished feeding him, Aunt Zhang took the bowl back, saying, "Give it to me, you can go and rest. I'll go wash it in a bit."
The four of them sat not far from the bed, ensuring they could see the village chief immediately if he woke up. Occasionally, Aunt Zhang and Uncle Zhang would ask her a question or two about the details of asking for the medicine, but she would dodge the question to avoid worrying them.
Lin Yunwang suddenly heard the window paper tremble slightly, walked to the window, and opened it.
Seeing a carrier pigeon perched by the window, she took the note tied to its leg, opened it, and read three characters: "Jingyin Sect." Startled, she was about to climb out the window to follow it when suddenly Aunt Zhang's joyful shout came from inside the room:
"The village chief is awake!"
She was momentarily distracted and looked towards the bed, where she saw the village chief open his eyes. When she looked back at the pigeon, it had flown far away.
Just then, Sang Zhao looked up, and their eyes met. The doctor nodded subtly.
Lin Yunwang understood, turned around and handed the warm water to the old man's lips. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the white feathers receding outside the window, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips.
Finally, a new clue has emerged.
The young man stepped forward to take her pulse at the opportune moment, and Lin Yun stepped back to cooperate. Seeing Sang Zhao nod slightly, he understood.
"It's nothing serious. Just rest well for the next few days and eat easily digestible food. I'll give the prescription to Miss Lin later." He originally wanted to call her by her name, but in front of the elders, it would seem frivolous and he was worried that it would leave a bad impression.
After Sang Zhao finished speaking, he gently tugged at Yun Wang's sleeve and said softly, "Let's talk outside."
The two of them bid farewell to several elders together.
"I'll have to trouble Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang to look after Grandpa for a bit. I need some time to get the medicine." She then greeted the village chief, "Grandpa, I'll come see you again later."
He waved his hand, signaling Lin Yun to leave.
As I passed through the curtain, I could hear Grandpa's murmur from inside, "Yun'er looks even thinner this time she came back."
"You don't know, she's gone..."
The sound gradually faded until it could no longer be heard.
Lin Yun guessed that Aunt Zhang probably didn't continue because she was afraid that Grandpa would worry. However, since she had started this conversation, when she got back, Grandpa Village Chief would definitely ask her about it.
The girl snapped out of her reverie and said, "Excuse me, what did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly."
“I was very rude just now. I have promised to call you by your name,” the doctor in the blue robe stopped at the street corner. “It is better to be more respectful in front of elders.”
Lin Yun thought for a moment before remembering what he was talking about. "It's a trivial matter, why bother to worry about it?"
Speaking of which, she should thank Sang Zhao. After all, given how the village chief had been trying to marry her off to all the young men in the city over the years, it was better for her to be more reserved in front of her grandfather.
She naturally understood the village chief's good intentions, but whether she could accept them was another matter.
The young man flicked his sleeve, and the talisman burned. "Would the young lady like to accompany me to the pharmacy?"
"Of course, but do you know where the pharmacy is here?" Looking back now, he had found Shixi Village very accurately back then. "What kind of magic is this?"
"Please grab my sleeve." Hearing his words, she instinctively grabbed it.
Having learned from previous experience, Lin Yun was able to overcome the feeling of weightlessness much better this time.
"There's no one in this alley."
Sang Zhao then explained to Yun Wang, "Both this teleportation talisman and the tools we use for navigation come from the Tanwei Sect. I'm sorry, it's difficult to explain in just a few words. If you're interested, I'll discuss it with you in more detail another day."
The pharmacy was in a great location on a bustling street, with vendors hawking their wares and the aroma of food wafting through the air.
In the past, Lin Yun would definitely take a stroll around, since the opportunity to come to the city was rare, but now he had no interest in wandering around.
She followed Sang Zhao into a pharmacy.
"10 qian of jujube seed, 5 qian of albizia bark, 3 qian of poria..."
Lin Yun frowned slightly and silently recited the matching phrases with him.
The young man found it somewhat amusing to see her listening so intently. "It's just a common remedy for calming the nerves. I'll copy it down for you when we get back to the village."
Lin Yun pointed to his head, "No need, I've memorized the prescription."
Seeing her like this, Sang Zhao couldn't resist teasing her a bit. A sly glint appeared in the doctor's eyes; that girl was going to forget about it. "I'll stay for ten days; when I leave, there's no need to get this medicine."
Moreover, he wanted to bring Lin Yun back to the Jingyin Sect.
He had two considerations regarding this decision: first, because the girl possessed exceptional willpower, she was sure to achieve great things in cultivation, and he did not want to let such a gem be tarnished; second, he wanted her to join his master's sect, thus gaining some prestige for Venerable Yichen.
The second point is Sang Zhao's rare selfishness.
Lin Yun looked up in surprise, only to meet the other man's eyes with a smile as bright as scattered stars. He knew the man was joking, so he silently turned his head away and asked, "Shopkeeper, how much are these medicines?"
"I will receive three taels of silver."
Sang Zhao pushed the loose silver she had taken out back, saying, "Put it on Venerable Mingqi's account."
He turned to the stunned girl and lowered his voice, “The Jingyin Sect’s secret agents in the mortal world. Every sect has such… convenient places in the secular world.”
"By the way, I have an important matter that I need your help with, young lady."
He deliberately emphasized the word "important matter" in a light tone, his gaze sweeping over the girl's suddenly relaxed shoulder line, a smile playing on his lips.
As expected, this kind of equivalent exchange argument suited her personality perfectly, as she was afraid of owing favors.
Just as the two relaxed, someone quietly followed them for a long time.
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