txolops Chapter 96 Mr. Yan
Chapter 96 Mr. Yan
Early on New Year's Day.
With the pills distributed by Li Ping, Cheng Yao returned to her residence.
As a low-grade first-level Qi Refining late-stage spiritual plant master, her income was barely enough, and her rented residence was also ordinary, just a small courtyard with only one training room and one rest room.
Pushing open the door, she saw the figure lying peacefully on the lounge tatami mat and couldn't help but sigh, "What terrible things have I done!"
Initially, due to the downfall of the Wang family, the salary department suspended Wang Xingwei's position and salary under this pretext, but the Spirit Medicine Garden did not dare to go too far and continued to allow Wang Xingwei to live in the Spirit Medicine Garden.
However, not long after, the decision of the Immortal City leadership regarding the Wang family was announced.
Although the Wang family preserved their ancestral land, their family foundation was almost completely depleted, and all members of the family became impoverished. Moreover, all members of the Wang family were forbidden from holding any position in the Immortal City.
It can be said that the Wang family has completely collapsed.
Upon seeing this outcome, the Spirit Medicine Garden immediately reclaimed Wang Xingwei's residence, intending to throw him out.
Although Cheng Yao has a shrewish and outspoken personality, she often bullies Wang Xingwei.
But seeing Wang Xingwei in such a terrible state, she couldn't help but feel compassion. Unable to bear seeing him abandoned on the street, she hesitated but ultimately decided to take him home to care for him.
As a result, this care has continued until now. Not only does she have to prepare fasting pills for Wang Xingwei, but she also has to perform a cleansing spell on him every now and then to remove the filth from his body.
Not only would it consume spirit stones, but it would also waste a lot of her cultivation time.
"When will this end? I'm neither awake nor dead," Cheng Yao lamented in her heart.
She had actually thought about simply finding a place to abandon Wang Xingwei and leaving him there, but her deep-seated kindness prevented her from doing so.
Given Wang Xingwei's condition, if she abandons him, he will only face certain death.
Her personality was like that of a petty, shrewish bourgeois; she would never hesitate to take advantage of others and was shameless enough to do so. But her innate kindness prevented her from watching a life slip away unnoticed.
"Hey, wake up! Wake up!"
……
After a busy day, until nightfall when the Immortal City imposed a curfew, Miao Rou dismissed the others and returned alone to the secret chamber behind the Spirit Treasure Pavilion.
But as soon as she entered the secret room, she noticed something was wrong. She could feel a peculiar aura permeating the room, and she stopped in her tracks.
"Squeak~"
Just as Miao Rou was lost in thought, a white figure darted out from beside the table, startling her with its suddenness.
But upon closer inspection, it was discovered that it was merely a low-level spirit rat demon beast about a foot long.
But Miao Rou's expression did not relax at all. She knew clearly that her secret room was set up with an array, so how could a low-level demon beast enter? There was something wrong with this spirit rat!
Sure enough, the spirit rat darted in front of her and spat out a jade slip from its mouth. After doing this, the spirit rat collapsed on the ground and turned into a pool of foul-smelling blood.
Upon seeing this, Miao Rou already guessed who had sent the white mouse.
With a slight wave of her hand, the jade slip fell into her palm. She paused for a moment, her expression uncertain, before finally, as if resigned to her fate, probing the jade slip with her divine sense.
"Put on your mourning clothes and wait for me in the Azure Valley, 5000 miles outside the Immortal City!"
The jade slip contained only a single line of text and a simple map, which depicted the location of the so-called "Azure Valley".
Miao Rou knew without even guessing that Yan Liming, that pervert, had come, based on his quirks and tone.
After pondering for a long time, Miao Rou suddenly revealed a relieved smile: "It seems that the real person guessed correctly, Yan Kun is indeed dead, otherwise Yan Liming would not have come. Well then, I've had enough of living like this, let's end it here."
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Two months after the New Year, Zhang Tie visited Li Ping at Xiantao Mountain.
Upon seeing Li Ping, he said firmly, "Brother, I plan to go to Qinglong Mountain today to enter seclusion and attempt to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage!"
Li Ping smiled and nodded: "Alright, I'll be waiting for your successful Foundation Establishment return!"
He believed that Zhang Tie had three spiritual roots, and after using a Foundation Establishment Pill, the success rate of Foundation Establishment could reach 30% to 40%, which was already quite good. He had a great chance of succeeding.
Zhang Tie smiled憨厚ly: "My elder brother and master both said there's no problem, so there's definitely no problem."
……
After informing Li Ping, Zhang Tie went to Qinglong Mountain to apply for the Foundation Establishment Pill.
After explaining their purpose and verifying their identity, they waited for a while at the foot of the mountain.
A burly man with a thick beard and large muscles that could be vaguely seen under his Taoist robe hurried down from the mountain.
This burly man looks like he has a bad temper and is difficult to get along with.
Surprisingly, his attitude towards Zhang Tie was quite good: "You're the kid who wants to apply for the Foundation Establishment Pill, right? Not bad, not bad. I have high hopes for you. Come with me."
"Yes." Facing a Foundation Establishment cultivator, Zhang Tie dared not be negligent and quickly followed.
The burly man with a thick beard didn't act like a Foundation Establishment cultivator in front of Zhang Tie. Instead, he was quite talkative: "Kid, back in the day, I also had to collect enough spirit stones to successfully establish my Foundation as a rogue cultivator. You could say I'm your senior."
Zhang Tie nodded repeatedly, but didn't say anything more.
Unexpectedly, seeing Zhang Tie nodding repeatedly, the Foundation Establishment cultivator assumed he was interested and began boasting proudly about how he once dominated the mortal martial arts world, establishing the number one gang in the world, and how everyone addressed him as Gang Leader Xiong...
Zhang Tie is honest and straightforward, and he listens patiently to what Senior Xiong says.
This senior colleague also developed a very positive impression of him.
After all, other cultivators wouldn't be interested in listening to his ramblings about the mundane world of martial arts; they might even find him too long-winded.
Qinglong Mountain was not large. In just a short while, Senior Xiong led Zhang Tie to a secret room at the foot of the mountain. The two sat cross-legged, and Senior Xiong continued to boast about the great achievements he had made in the mortal martial arts world.
Zhang Tie listened patiently. He knew that before his elder brother cultivated immortality, he was also a top martial arts master in the mortal world. However, his elder brother was not like the senior Xiong in front of him, who liked to talk about his past.
The two didn't have to wait long before a lovely young woman entered the secret room; it was Meng Qingyi.
Senior Brother Xiong chuckled: "Junior Sister Meng, you've arrived."
Meng Qingyi smiled and nodded, "Senior Brother Xiong."
After exchanging greetings, she took out a jade bottle from her storage bag and handed it to the burly man with the thick beard: "Senior Brother Xiong, this is a Foundation Establishment Pill that I just received from Master. Please check it."
Brother Xiong nodded, immediately removed the bottle stopper, and began to examine it carefully.
After confirming there were no problems, he shoved the jade bottle into Zhang Tie's arms and said with lingering satisfaction, "Kid, when you come out, I'll tell you about how I swept through the martial arts world back then."
……
In the secret room, Zhang Tie sat cross-legged.
Following Li Ping's advice on breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage, he didn't rush to take the Foundation Establishment Pill. Instead, he first meditated to adjust his breathing and bring himself to his best condition.
Soon, only his barely audible breathing could be heard in the secret room.
……
Just as Zhang Tie was preparing to attempt the Foundation Establishment stage, in an inconspicuous courtyard halfway up Qinglong Mountain...
After treating Lin Yue, Qi Hanmo came here to start a game of chess.
He was born into a scholarly family, a family of Confucian scholars. Although he preferred music, he was actually proficient in calligraphy, painting, and chess.
Sitting opposite Qi Hanmo was a middle-aged scholar with a thin face, dressed in a yellow robe. He looked at the chessboard in the middle, shaking his head from time to time, looking quite like a pedantic old scholar.
"Mr. Yan, it's your turn!" Qi Hanmo said with a smile after finishing his move.
Several months ago, after he had treated Lin Yue, this Mr. Yan, who was standing to the side, suddenly spoke up and pointed out several errors in his musicality, his words being full of wisdom.
After careful consideration, he gained a great deal of insight, and he couldn't help but admire Mr. Yan's mastery of music.
He immediately expressed his gratitude to Mr. Yan.
Mr. Yan smiled and said that there was no need for words of thanks; just playing a game of chess with him would suffice.
Therefore, after each treatment of Lin Yue, Qi Hanmo would make a special trip to play chess with Mr. Yan for half a day.
Of course, there was an idea behind it to repay Mr. Yan for his guidance, but it's unclear whether it was just his imagination.
Although Mr. Yan looked like an ordinary Qi Refining cultivator, he felt that when he was with Mr. Yan, he would unconsciously become more peaceful.
This state of mind seems to be very beneficial to his spiritual practice.
Hearing Qi Hanmo's urging, Mr. Yan chuckled and said, "Hehe... Don't rush, let me see where this move should go."
After a moment's thought, he finally picked up a chess piece: "I've got it—"
But before the chess piece could be placed, Mr. Yan suddenly froze.
After a moment, he shook his head, put the chess piece back in the box, and then said, "Young friend Qi, I'm truly sorry. I have something to attend to, so this game will have to end here for now."
Upon hearing this, Qi Hanmo quickly stood up and said, "Mr. Yan, you flatter me. Since you have other matters to attend to, how could I dare to delay you?"
Mr. Yan smiled and nodded: "Alright, after I finish what I'm doing, I'll settle this score with you later."
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The palace atop Qinglong Mountain.
Upon seeing Mr. Yan's arrival, Master Fenglan said urgently, "Mr. Yan, that demon has made a move."
"Senior Brother Xiao ordered me to subdue the demon. Now that the demon has appeared, let's set off now!" Mr. Yan nodded, but then suddenly took out a talisman from his storage bag: "That demon has probably been observing your aura, Lord Bai. Please use this 'Stabilizing Aura Talisman' to simulate your own oppressive aura."
Master Fenglan smiled and said, "Mr. Yan, you've thought things through perfectly."
She took the talisman, infused it with her own magical energy, and activated it. A flash of light appeared, and a phantom appeared on the spot. The spiritual pressure emanating from this phantom was exactly the same as that of True Person Fenglan.
Under this spiritual pressure, all the cultivators on Qinglong Mountain thought that True Person Fenglan was still on the mountaintop.
Little did she know, she had already taken the little green dragon and left the Immortal City with Mr. Yan.