Chapter 496: Chapter 4: His Wife is So Fierce
Having disrupted a duel that was set to determine the outcome between the Minotaur and the Pure Love War God, Lin Yun also felt quite guilty; after all, he was part of the Pure Love War God lineage!
Regrettably, although he and Lin Yu were strong, it was not good to cause additional trouble. Besides, a strong dragon does not suppress the local snake. The power of the Southern Border might seem weak, but it conceals many formidable and mysterious elements. To underestimate it due to its apparent weakness and act recklessly here could lead to an accident, and that would be a self-inflicted problem.
Gao Qing hoped Lin Yun and Lin Yu would not meddle in affairs that did not concern them. The people of Qingfeng Stronghold also realized that this matter could not be settled so easily.
Their tribal chief took out something resembling a hand grenade and lit it, sending a stream of fire shooting into the sky with a whoosh.
Well, well, they have actually developed signal flares here!
The Southern Border might not have a high cultivation level, but their technology seems quite advanced!
In the Central Plains, the focus is on the cultivation side of the technology tree, where a lot of research is conducted on various formation runes, but less so on items used by mortals.
Even mortals themselves do not spend much effort on researching things they use, as everything serves the purpose of Qi Cultivation. The Southern Border focuses on external objects, like poisons and tools, paying less attention to their own cultivation levels. In a world of cultivators, this seems a bit like missing the forest for the trees.
However, maybe the Southern Border region is not suitable for Qi Cultivation?
Lin Yun considered this possibility, as everywhere he looked, there was poison miasma, and the spiritual energy that cultivators relied on was tainted with toxins.
This is not a place suitable for cultivators to practice Qi Cultivation, though that alone is not a sufficient reason for the Southern Border’s lack of proficiency in cultivation.
"I have sent up a signal flare. This matter should be adjudicated by the high priest."
Indeed, Qingfeng Stronghold was calling for backup.
Lin Yu thought for a moment. Initially, she had planned to visit each stronghold to inquire about the possibilities for detoxification. This signal flare should bring all the tribal chiefs together, considering it was a duel between the Black Wind Tribe and the White Wind Tribe. The conflict between the two strongholds was also a conflict between the two tribes, and they were unlikely to be absent.
At that time, Lin Yu could try to find someone to ask about the methods of detoxification.
She had come with good intentions, and she thought that the people of the Southern Border wouldn’t be so discourteous as to turn her away.
"Since that’s the case, we will wait here. Please be assured that if we need to do something to atone for the mistake we’ve made, we will surely not refuse."
As Lin Yu made her position clear, she casually pulled Lin Yun behind her. Gao Qing, the Chief of Bajiao Stronghold, was clearly a casanova, frequently casting amorous glances at Lin Yun. If not for needing a favor, Lin Yu would definitely have put her in her place and let her know that it was autumn, signaling that acting on impulses could lead to serious consequences!
What she didn’t realize was just how strong Lin Yun’s attractiveness to women was.
At first glance, he was simply handsome, but with more looks, he became ever more attractive. Fortunately, his charm only reached this extent during everyday interaction, otherwise, the trouble Lin Yun would encounter would be even greater.
Gao Qing detected Lin Yu’s hostility towards her but still arrogantly held her head high and chest out. She sauntered back to her people with a walk that swayed seductively, fully flaunting her assets, and it left Lin Yu grinding her teeth in irritation, wishing she could hammer sense into her.
"Since there’s nothing pressing at the moment, why don’t our two guests come to Bajiao Village for a visit? It’s not far from here. Lu Changqing, since you’ve already called for people, you should also come and be a guest in our stronghold!"
The name of Qingfeng Stronghold’s chief finally came to light, and Lin Yun couldn’t help but make a quip to himself that with such a green and evergreen name, it seemed Qingfeng Stronghold was destined to fall under the Minotaurs’ horns!
Especially since the Minotaurs of Bajiao Stronghold have eight horns!
Lin Yun quietly indulged in a little theater of the mind, only to hear Lin Yu accepting Gao Qing’s invitation.
At first, Lin Yu was inwardly reluctant to accept Gao Qing’s invitation, but for Lin Yun’s sake, she agreed.
Qingfeng Stronghold didn’t object either, and thus, the group set off grandly up the mountain, reaching the bamboo houses of Bajiao Village, which were built along the slopes.
Most of the houses were raised bamboo structures, indicating that the humidity here was quite high.
The spacing between residences was rather generous, and their distribution lacked any regular pattern, as if they were built wherever there was an empty spot, unlike the orderly arrangement common in the Central Plains.
The women of Bajiao Village indeed dressed boldly, with almost all of them flaunting long legs. Although it was autumn, the South still felt like midsummer, and even in the mountains where the elevation wasn’t high, the days remained sweltering.
It’s no wonder these women bared their arms and legs.
This style of clothing was far more open than that of the Central Plains.
Lin Yun suggested that it might be worth learning from.
Of course, his own wife should not take up such fashion.
"Keep staring and see if I don’t gouge out your eyeballs,"
Jealous Lin Yu began to transmit her voice telepathically, and Lin Yun hastily assured her, "I’m only observing the local customs, don’t misunderstand."
Was I looking at legs?
I was studying customs!
Where you go, you learn; that’s the mindset a scholar should have.
Lin Yu found herself rendered speechless by his words while the women of the stronghold curiously approached Gao Qing and her party upon their return.
"Qingqing, did you win today?"
"You must have won, bringing back so many men."
There are indeed more men in Qingfeng Stronghold.
"Who’s that fair-skinned young man? I like him,"
Lin Yu silently released her Sword Intent, and under its influence, everyone felt as though a thorn was at their back and dared not blabber any longer.
Gao Qing couldn’t help but find it amusing. Are these Central Plains People? How amusing!
She waved her hand and said, "We’re not finished yet. There were some unexpected occurrences, so you all should back off for now and not disturb the guests. That little man’s wife is quite fierce, you know, so stop ogling him."
The latter part of her message was spoken in the local dialect of the Southern Border strongholds; it was only in recent years that the High Priest advocated for learning the culture of the Central Plains, which then became widespread among the various strongholds. But that didn’t mean the local dialects and vernacular would just disappear.
Gao Qing, assuming Lin Yu didn’t understand, teased the locals. The women glanced at Lin Yu and Lin Yun. Although Lin Yu was fierce, they showed no fear, instead laughing and finding her protective stance amusing.
Little did they know, Lin Yu had been to the Southern Border before and it wasn’t her first time there. With a Cultivator’s abilities, mastering a language was hardly a challenge, and she understood everything perfectly.
But...
Lin Yu was not at all upset.
Lucky for you, little wanderer, to have such taste.
After frolicking with the locals, Gao Qing led everyone to a place for the guests to rest. It wasn’t any grand hall, just an open space where the people of Qingfeng Stronghold were accustomed to casually sitting on any log that was available. However, Lin Yun and Lin Yu, being more refined, didn’t just plop down sloppily.
Us Cultivators need to maintain our elegance, after all.
But as Gao Qing sat down so casually in front of Lin Yun, he suddenly thought that perhaps there was something to be said for informality...
