"Mother was indeed telling the truth."
He had let his guard down, not expecting that the girl had an expert guiding her. Yi Chen sighed in admiration.
He had thought that the purple-haired girl was boasting, only to realize he had been outsmarted. However, this wasn’t important. What mattered was that he finally had a lead on how to get his hands on the "Heaven and Earth Divine Door Qi" sooner than expected, otherwise, he would have had to fight his way through, one by one. Read latest stories on freewebnovel
This approach was far too rash and didn’t align with the personal virtues of Yi Taoist.
As dawn broke, the purple-haired girl swept her wide sleeves, and an exquisite double-deck flying boat floated outside the Dreamy Mist Pavilion.
Lin Luo pointed at the flying boat in the sky, tapped her beautiful foot lightly, and gracefully leaped onto the flying boat like a celestial maiden. She patted the mast and, seeing Yi Chen’s dispirited look, couldn’t help but tease,
"Since Yi Taoist is also attending the Great Qin Legal Assembly, why not travel with me? My flying boat is steady and convenient, with many puppets to serve you, much more comfortable than flying yourself."
Looking at Lin Luo’s beaming smile and the ethereal gleam reflected off her purple silk stockings under the daylight, Yi Chen felt like he was seeing a wealthy lady patting the passenger seat of a BMW, inviting him to get in.
"I will not, as I have pressing matters to attend to and need to make a trip to Dark Cloud Mountain."
Old Han had taken Yi Chen’s Ice Extermination Jade to save someone, and since he hadn’t returned yet while Yi Chen had resolved his own issues, he could only take a slight detour.
If Daoist Que Long got caught, he would attend the feast and give a gift, but if things were fine, he’d also need to retrieve his Ice Extermination Jade and spice up his own Ice and Fire stimulation, as the Origin Point required for the Agility-Breaking Realm was running low.
"Well then, if Yi Taoist encounters any difficulties in the future, feel free to seek me out. Consider it a favor you owe me."
"So much trust in me? Soon you will start to form the embryo of your Dao Mastery and becoming a Dao Mastery cultivator is all but certain. By then, I might be too overextended to help Daoist Lin Luo."
Upon hearing this, the purple-haired girl brushed a stray hair behind her ear and smiled even more brightly, "It seems the Taoist still doesn’t realize his own worth. If you would join our Ministry of Justice, you can name your terms—even if you wish to marry any princess of Great Qin."
"Moreover, why hide your talents? I have a premonition that even if I attain the rank of True Monarch in Dao Mastery, I might not be able to command your respect."
"I see a majestic dragon, hidden yet poised atop the clouds, capable of flipping the weather with a mere flick of the hand!"
"But rest assured, I will not let you hog the limelight all by yourself!"
The purple-haired girl laughed heartily, her easygoing nature on full display, and with a flip of her palm, two jars of red wine appeared in her hands. With a sweep of her sleeves, one jar drifted into Yi Chen’s hands.
"To the era of grand contention, Hidden Dragon Taoist!" Lin Luo raised her jar in a distant toast, her expression somewhat complex.
Yi Chen, upon hearing these words, also became solemn. After straightening his clothes, he rose slowly, "To the moments of simple pleasure, Daoist Lin Luo!"
Crack! Thud!
The two burst into laughter as they tilted their heads back to drain the jars of wine before tossing them casually from the building.
"Then, Hidden Dragon Taoist, until we meet again at Mount Taiwu!" Lin Luo smiled charmingly, turned around, and with her purple-stockinged legs, entered the cabin of the flying boat which transformed into a streak of golden light and vanished into the sky.
Yi Chen understood all too well the implications of Lin Luo’s final words.
Despite the current tight alliance between Great Qin and the various sects, the future was uncertain, and it was highly likely that conflicts would resume once the dust settled. And since he was a man of the independent heavens, the possibility of crossing swords in the future was not out of the question.
"To the era of grand contention" meant acknowledging the inevitability of being caught up in the turmoil and the resolve to strive in the Daoist competition.
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Yi Chen’s response, "To the moments of simple pleasure," conveyed his awareness that, regardless of the future, he wouldn’t forget the fellowship of this day; the overarching conflict wouldn’t damage their personal rapport. They would help each other, setting the tone for a struggle without breaking their alliance.
In that moment, no words were needed between them; their understanding resided in the wine.
People must always leave themselves a way out. Constantly going all-in would result in losing everything. Throughout history, the true masters, if given the choice, would place bets on both sides, wouldn’t they?
But now was not the time to ponder such matters. The sound of the wine jars hitting the ground was a bit off. Yi Chen flew out of the Dreamy Mist Pavilion window and saw a ’reed stick’ crouched on the ground, clutching his bleeding head.
Yi Chen: "..."
This unfortunate kid.
It was none other than Han Xinyue, who hadn’t fully recovered from her injuries. Clearly, the sound of the Pia was the jar hitting her head.
Even with Yi Chen’s special treatment, the injuries caused by the Purple Crystal Demi-human’s bizarre formation couldn’t heal so quickly, and Han Xinyue had been struck squarely and without warning.
The sound was crisp and pleasing to the ear; a good sound indeed matched a good hit.
After being brought back to the pavilion by him in the morning, Han Xinyue contacted her grandfather through the family’s transmission array and learned he had just arrived at Dark Cloud Mountain. The Yun ink family, one of the two main lineages, was doing everything to help Que Long.
Learning of this news, Yi Chen advised her grandfather to stay put and rushed over himself to avoid any accidents with the old man.
It wasn’t that Yi Chen cared greatly for Old Han, but he was concerned about his Ice Extermination Jade, which the old man had with him. Moreover, Dark Cloud Mountain was on his way to Mount Taiwu, so it didn’t detour him too much.
"Hidden Dragon senior, I’ve contacted my grandfather through the family’s transmission array. He says that because he brought Que Long back, the Dark Cloud Mountain has allowed him to live and cultivate there and hopes you can take me with you." Han Xinyue said with a downcast expression, feeling a buzzing in her head.
She had been performing a ’respectful wait in the snow’ under the Dreamy Mist Pavilion when a wine jar crashed onto her forehead precisely.