Chapter 14: The Old Daoist Xu Yun

This rise and fall happened in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Xingyu watched, his blood boiling.

It's so good to be able to cultivate, he thought.

The flying sword turned back.

An old Daoist jumped down from the tree crown.

This old Daoist had crane-white hair and a youthful face, a long beard fluttering, a purple-gold crown on his head, a flying-crane robe on his body, and cloud-treading boots on his feet; he truly had the appearance of an immortal with a refined, otherworldly air.

The old Daoist jumped to the ground, and with just one step, he arrived before the young woman in white.

He glanced at the young woman in white, then turned his head and shouted at Zhang Xingyu in the tree: "Hey, you kid in the tree, hurry down and help."

Is he calling me? Zhang Xingyu wondered.

He turned his head to look around, but did not find anyone else present.

"I said you kid, what are you looking around for? Hurry down from the tree to help; do you need me, this old Daoist, to invite you?"

"Oh."

Zhang Xingyu responded. This time he was certain that the old Daoist was calling him.

He carefully slid down the tree trunk to the ground, then trotted quickly to the old Daoist's side and stood still.

"I am Zhang Xingyu. May I ask for your Daoist name, Daoist Master?" Zhang Xingyu cupped his fists at the old Daoist.

"I am Xu Yun. You stinky brat, stop the pleasantries and hurry up and help save this woman." The old Daoist named Xu Yun waved his hand impatiently at Zhang Xingyu.

Zhang Xingyu looked down at the young woman in white on the ground. He saw her cheeks were flushed, her eyes unfocused, her red lips slightly parted, her fragrant tongue darting about, and her exquisite, shapely body twisting on the grass like a snake.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xingyu was stunned into speechlessness.

The old Daoist Xu Yun glanced at him, reached into his robe, took out a snow-white pill, and handed it to Zhang Xingyu: "Stinky brat, stop daydreaming. This is a Detoxifying Spirit Pill; hurry and give it to her to take."

"Oh!"

Zhang Xingyu took the pill and leaned over to stuff it into the young woman in white's mouth.

After a while, the young woman in white's condition showed no sign of improvement at all.

Zhang Xingyu turned to look at the old Daoist: "Daoist Master Xu Yun, why is your pill not working?"

The old Daoist Xu Yun's old face turned red.

He stroked his three-inch-long beard and laughed awkwardly in embarrassment: "I remembered wrong just now. This little girl wasn't poisoned, but drugged with an aphrodisiac; using a Detoxifying Spirit Pill naturally won't work."

"Then hurry up and take out the antidote for this aphrodisiac," Zhang Xingyu urged.

Hearing this from Zhang Xingyu, the old Daoist Xu Yun suddenly became angry: "You stinky brat, I am not that lecherous villain; why would I have the antidote on me?"

"Then what do we do?"

Zhang Xingyu was speechless upon hearing this.

The old Daoist Xu Yun scratched his head, having no idea what to do for the moment.

He turned his head to the side, stroked his long beard, and closed his eyes to ponder.

After a while, the situation of the young woman in white on the ground changed again, and low moans began to emit from her mouth.

The situation is not good!

Zhang Xingyu looked toward the old Daoist Xu Yun.

The old Daoist Xu Yun still had his eyes tightly closed, his face as calm as an ancient well.

What is this old Daoist doing? Could he be cultivating?

What kind of situation is this, and you still have the heart to cultivate? Besides, to cultivate, one must consider the time, place, and occasion!

Just as Zhang Xingyu was secretly complaining, the old Daoist Xu Yun's tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open.

"This is the only way!" The old Daoist Xu Yun stroked his long beard and muttered to himself.

He turned and pulled Zhang Xingyu over: "Stinky brat, if this woman isn't treated, I fear her Dao heart will be destroyed by the fire of lust. Even if she wakes up in the future, she will become a wanton woman."

"Then what do we do?" Zhang Xingyu asked.

The old Daoist Xu Yun looked at Zhang Xingyu with a solemn face and said: "Only you can save her now."

"Ah, save her! Do you want me to sacrifice myself? That won't do." Zhang Xingyu hurriedly waved his hands in refusal.

The old Daoist Xu Yun raised his hand and knocked a bump onto Zhang Xingyu's forehead: "Stinky brat, what are you thinking about!"

"You just need to go near her mouth and nose and take a deep breath," the old Daoist explained.

"Doing artificial respiration, that doesn't seem quite right either," Zhang Xingyu asked doubtfully.

Although this world is a Xianxia World and doesn't stress the Three Fundamental Bonds and Five Constant Virtues, it still retains many ancient customs. That men and women should not touch is one of them.

The old Daoist Xu Yun glared at Zhang Xingyu: "What time is it now, and you're still thinking about this? Hurry up, don't dawdle."

"Fine. Then I'll just consider it a good deed. I'm telling you, I'm still a virgin." Zhang Xingyu muttered to himself while gingerly approaching the young woman in white.

Just when his lips were less than an inch away from the young woman in white's lips, the old Daoist Xu Yun's voice sounded in his ear again: "Stinky brat, the distance is enough. Just inhale; don't touch the woman."

Alright then!

Zhang Xingyu closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and inhaled deeply.

In an instant, a faint blue stream of air emerged from the young woman in white's red lips and darted directly into Zhang Xingyu's mouth and nose.

Cool, slightly sweet, and very fragrant.

Inhaling this blue stream of air, Zhang Xingyu felt not the slightest discomfort; instead, he felt refreshed and his whole body felt comfortable.

He looked at the old Daoist Xu Yun in confusion.

The old Daoist Xu Yun glared at him: "What are you looking at? Stinky brat, don't take advantage and still act like you're suffering."

"Advantage?" Zhang Xingyu was even more confused.

The old Daoist Xu Yun nodded: "Exactly. This woman is a rare Pure Yin Body. You have obtained a strand of her pure Yin vital energy, which will naturally bring you infinite benefits in the future."

"What benefits?" Zhang Xingyu pressed.

The old Daoist Xu Yun kept him in suspense: "As for what benefits, you can slowly experience them in the future."

"Is the aphrodisiac this young lady was drugged with cured?" Zhang Xingyu asked again.

"The medicinal effect isn't fully resolved, but it's no longer a major problem. Having lost the pure Yin energy stimulated by the aphrodisiac, combined with the Detoxifying Spirit Pill you gave her earlier, the aphrodisiac's power is no longer enough to affect her mind," the old Daoist Xu Yun answered with a smile.

After a pause, he said to Zhang Xingyu: "Stinky brat, you stay here and guard this young lady until she wakes up. I have important matters to attend to, so I will take my leave first."

After the old Daoist Xu Yun finished speaking, he didn't wait for Zhang Xingyu to speak; he steered a golden sword light and disappeared into the vast moonlight in the blink of an eye.

"Damn, this old Daoist leaves as soon as he says he's going; he's so rude!"

Zhang Xingyu had wanted to ask the old Daoist Xu Yun about cultivation, but he didn't expect the old Daoist to leave just like that, not giving him a chance to ask at all.

On the grass, after Zhang Xingyu had inhaled a strand of pure Yin energy, the flush on the young woman in white's face began to slowly dissipate.

Another half an hour passed, and the young woman in white slowly woke up.

"Lecherous villain!"

Before she had even clearly seen the figure in front of her, the young woman in white raised a jade hand and slapped Zhang Xingyu across the face with a 'pop'.

In an instant, five bright red finger marks appeared on Zhang Xingyu's left cheek.

Zhang Xingyu was slapped into a stagger. He retreated a few steps, covering his face, and glared at the young woman: "What is wrong with you, you little girl? I kindly saved you, yet you return kindness with enmity!"

"You saved me?" The young woman in white's raised arm stopped in mid-air.

Zhang Xingyu rubbed his face and said loudly: "Of course I saved you. Your senior brother drugged you and wanted to molest you; it was the old Daoist Xu Yun and I who saved you."

The woman in white looked up and peered around: "Is there another Daoist master here?"

"Of course, the old Daoist Xu Yun flew away on his sword as soon as he saw you were fine," Zhang Xingyu explained irritably.

"Where is that lecherous villain?" the young woman in white asked with a flushed face.

"You mean your dog-shit Second Senior Brother? The old Daoist Xu Yun cut off his ear with a sword, and he was so scared he's already fled to who knows where." After saying this, he pointed casually at the blood-stained ear on the ground.

The young woman in white's gaze followed his finger to look beside her.

Seeing the ear on the ground, the anger that had been pent up in her heart suddenly erupted like a volcano.

Her moth-like eyebrows stood up, her beautiful eyes widened, and she raised her hand to shoot out a verdant flying sword, hacking wildly at that piece of ear.

After a while, that piece of ear had been chopped to pieces, and the anger on her face gradually dissipated.

After the young woman finished venting, she put away her flying sword and only then said to Zhang Xingyu: "I misunderstood you just now!"

Zhang Xingyu waved his hand: "Forget it. You were in a bad mood, I don't blame you."

The young woman in white nodded. She thought for a moment, reached out, took a bulging small bag from her waist, and handed it to Zhang Xingyu.

"This bag is for you. There are several thousand gold coins inside; in your mortal world, this should count as a considerable fortune," the woman said.

Zhang Xingyu waved his hand: "I don't want your gold coins. I didn't save you for this."

"Then what do you want as a reward? I, Bai Yujing, never owe anyone a favor. Especially not the favor of a mortal," the young woman in white asked, raising her willow eyebrows.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Xingyu couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

Women, immortals, they are truly unreasonable.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Xingyu said: "Fairy Bai, do you know the path out of this mountain? If you do, please point the way."

Bai Yujing looked at him, thought for a moment, and said softly: "The Yunshan Mountain Range stretches for over a thousand miles; for a mortal like you, how can it be easy to walk out?"

After a pause, she looked up and stared at Zhang Xingyu: "I will carry you out on my flying sword; that will count as repaying your kindness in saving me. How about that?"

Zhang Xingyu nodded: "In that case, I will trouble you, Fairy."

The deal was struck.

Bai Yujing did not want to stay here for even a moment longer.

She steered her flying sword and carried Zhang Xingyu, flying rapidly toward the south.

Zhang Xingyu sat on the flying sword, looking at the undulating black mountain ranges beneath his feet, his heart surging with waves.

Cultivation.

I must cultivate.

The two were silent the whole way.

After flying for about an hour, Bai Yujing's magic power was about to be exhausted, so she steered the flying sword toward a mountain range below.

The two landed on the peak.

Bai Yujing swallowed a pill and sat cross-legged on the ground to recover her magic power.

Zhang Xingyu thought for a moment and also sat on the ground to rest.

The moonlight was clear and cold, shining on Bai Yujing's charming figure. Zhang Xingyu couldn't help but be a bit distracted.

Damn it, female cultivators are just beautiful; I must hook up with a fairy in the future, so as not to live up to my name as the Love Saint of First Middle School.

Half an hour later, Bai Yujing recovered her magic power, and the two set off again.

Four hours passed like this, and the flying sword carried the two out of the continuous mountains, arriving above a piece of low-lying hills.

Bai Yujing lowered the flying sword and stopped outside a small town.

"This is the foothills of the Yunshan Mountain Range; I will send you here. Hurry down; from now on, I no longer owe you a favor," Bai Yujing said coldly to Zhang Xingyu.

Damn it! This White Bone Spirit's face changes really fast!

Just as Zhang Xingyu stepped off the flying sword, Bai Yujing steered the flying sword to soar into the sky, disappearing at the end of the horizon in the blink of an eye.

At this very moment, the sky was already slightly brightening, and a fish-belly white appeared on the eastern horizon.

Looking up at the familiar small town, Zhang Xingyu looked up and laughed loudly: "Shenying Town, I, Zhang Xingyu, have returned." ===== CHAPTER 15 =====