Xiuxian Work Log

Chapter 183 Follow-up

Next to the bookstore, Lin Qingyue and Yang Zishen were packing up things from the fortune-telling stall.

The bookstore owner came out with a bowl of noodles and asked them curiously.

"Where's that guy Lao Yuan?"

Lin Qingyue rolled up the canvas with the words "Shenxian Cave" written on it and handed it to Yang Zishen. Yang Zishen put the things away and said to the bookstore owner.

"The elder has passed away."

Snap!

The porcelain bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

After a long time, a man's voice was heard.

"I thought he could live another two or three years...how could he just pass away so suddenly?"

……

"and many more!"

The bookstore owner saw them getting ready to leave and quickly called them back.

A brightly colored landscape painting was handed over.

Yang Zishen looked at him.

"Old Yuan really likes Master Jiu's landscape paintings. This is a gift from me to him. I heard his hometown is in a small fishing village. He would definitely be happy if you let him stay with you."

Yang Zishen took it and said okay.

"When do you plan to leave?"

The bookstore owner asked them.

"We'll set off tomorrow."

……

On the other side, Qingyang squatted in the snow-white open space, holding a ball of snow in his hand, looking crazy.

"How is it possible? How is it possible?"

"If he really is favored by you, why has he been stuck in the Golden Core stage and stagnant? So this is the bitter fruit of those who try to spy on the secrets of heaven? Then why did you come to me? Why did you want to be seen by me?"

"You can take good care of all mortals, but I am the only one who deserves it? Screw you!"

He threw the coin, and it made a sound of breaking through the air. But after it was out of sight for a second, the coin appeared on his body again.

"Hehehe..." Qingyang made a sound that was neither a smile nor a laugh.

Qingyang certainly knew that being chosen by Heaven was something that countless people in the world of immortal cultivation longed for, just like the immortal cultivator from Yuan Jin who could use its power to separate the chaotic gray into black and white.

It was hard for Qingyang not to wonder whether the divine foresight it gave these people, the talent that made ordinary cultivators jealous, was just to make them its eyes, to fill in the blank dividing the sky and the earth, so that it would be perfect from then on.

But is the world of immortal cultivation with strict rules really what mortals or immortal cultivators want?

Yuan Jin pointed out the cruelty of immortal cultivators to mortals, letting everyone in the immortal cultivation world know the secret and vicious plot behind it. From then on, it could intervene again, adding another golden rule.

The copper coin rolled to his feet and Qingyang picked it up.

"Everyone thinks that Taoist Yuan Jin of the Immortal Cave died for all living beings, but I can't help but feel grief for him. He spent five generations recognizing his own fate, and in the end, he gave everything he had."

"In his entire life, when has he ever lived for himself?"

Qingyang looked at the exquisite patterns on the copper coin, and through the hollow gaps on it, he seemed to be able to see the side of the sky.

"Isn't the purpose of living for oneself?"

……

Lin Qingyue couldn't describe her current mood. Perhaps it was the heat from the sun above her body. In this icy and snowy Northern Province, it was the first time Lin Qingyue felt hot.

Then look at the young man sitting on the bridge, holding a scroll in his arms. He is quietly looking at the mountains and rivers in the distance, a rare non-annoying person.

Lin Qingyue and Yang Zishen were waiting for Wenren Shuyu and Meng Nianchun.

"If they don't come out tonight, I will report to the headmaster uncle to negotiate with the Shangnan Sect."

Yang Zishen suddenly spoke, and Lin Qingyue opened her eyes, which had been closed in boredom. Realizing that it was Yang Zishen who was talking to her, she responded.

"I haven't had a good time with you this time."

Lin Qingyue: "There will always be opportunities in the future."

Lin Qingyue squinted his eyes and buried them in his arms. The two of them sat there without looking at each other, just chatting casually.

"Do you still remember Duan Xiaofeng? The young man who asked us to escort him to the Ye family?"

"Can he still do business with the Ye family?"

"That matter is none of his business. He just left the Ye family's cell and took the goods back without even mentioning whether he would be hunted by assassins if he returned."

"I really didn't expect that you would be locked up by the Ye family because of a tree."

"Yeah, if you hadn't run away, I would probably just have to pay the money to get out."

Yang Zishen stopped talking and Lin Qingyue raised his head.

Only a rough outline of the Shangnan Sect could be seen buried in the green smoke. The unknown behemoth made Lin Qingyue feel respect.

"To be honest, I haven't been to other sects yet."

Yang Zishen: "You have to go even if you don't want to."

……

Lin Qingyue sighed and looked at the huge building on the island again. It had actually shed its veil of mist, revealing its iconic divine and elegant exterior.

"They are coming out." Yang Zishen stood up.

It was hard to tell whether it was a second or a moment, and the thick fog covered the mysterious place again. Lin Qingyue withdrew his gaze in disappointment. He saw a little bit, but not the whole thing.

……

Wenren Shuyu and Meng Nianchun came out of Shangnan Sect, and it was Master Cen who saw them off. Master Cen looked at them as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything until they left Shangnan Sect.

Meng Nianchun thought back to the day before when Fu Jiheng's spiritual energy suddenly dissipated, his meridians shattered and broken. In less than a cup of tea, he had become a worthless person, worse than even a mortal.

Meng Nianchun knew something serious was going on. Sure enough, before nightfall, he knew that Yu Yourong and the Ye family's eldest son had become useless. And not just them, but others too.

The teacher and the elders remained silent about this. Only He Junyou in Class C was laughing and shouting, saying something like "It's the will of heaven, it's all your fault."

Seeing Meng Nianchun still distracted, Wenren Shuyu tossed him a bundle. Meng Nianchun opened it, revealing a stack of high-level talismans and formation layouts.

"Did Zhu Min give it to you?" Meng Nianchun asked.

"She said she went to your residence but couldn't find you, so she asked me to give it to you."

Meng Nianchun murmured, "I shouldn't let her spend the money."

"Then you can pay me back next time."

A familiar voice sounded and Meng Nianchun turned around.

The girl was seen standing next to a crane with a relaxed look on her face.

She looked far ahead, "Besides, this isn't just for you. I'll be able to draw better talismans when I join Class A."

"See you later. I hope you practice diligently and don't get beaten up by me."

Meng Nianchun chuckled: "Then we'll wait and see."

……

Lin Qingyue took the talisman and thanked him, then said to Meng Nianchun with a sigh, "It seems that your experience in Shangnan Sect is really legendary, comparable to the male protagonist in a novel."

Meng Nianchun: "...Then let Senior Brother be the male lead."

Wenren Shuyu: "So I'm working hard to complete the mission over there, while you're slacking off here?"

"No, no, I want the elders to reduce your share of the reward to give me."

Meng Nianchun: ...