Chapter 458

"Descendant Qian Kun greets the ancestor."

Hmm???

Hearing this form of address, Ye Changqing looked suspiciously at the chubby Qian Youcai. He didn't expect him to have royal blood!

"Junior Brother doesn't know, many people in the sect have their own backgrounds in the secular world, which is very normal. However, because of the long time, many feelings have faded."

Xu Jie on the side explained upon seeing this.

Many disciples and elders of the Dao Yi Sect had their own families in the secular world before joining the sect.

But cultivators have long lives after all. Many times, perhaps after one closed-door cultivation, when you look back, those former relatives and friends have long since turned into a pile of yellow earth.

So there is such a saying in the Dao Yi Sect: once you join an immortal sect, everything in the secular world actually has nothing much to do with you anymore.

Because the life of an ordinary person, in the eyes of a cultivator, is just like a white horse passing a gap.

So although Qian Youcai was a member of the royal family, he had long since lost contact.

After some pleasantries, the disciples were directly arranged to live in the Imperial Palace. Regarding this, Hong Zun and the others had no objections.

Where they lived didn't matter.

"No need for people to serve us, we can do it ourselves."

"Yes."

They didn't let palace maids or eunuchs serve them either. Regarding this, Qian Kun respectfully agreed.

Settled down and having lunch, Ye Changqing went to stroll in the city as usual. This time, Xu Jie, as well as the Sixth Princess of the Yanfeng Kingdom, Qian Xue, and the Seventh Princess, Qian Qing, accompanied him.

Compared to the cities he had visited before, the Imperial Capital was obviously much livelier, with people coming and going on the streets.

One could even see quite a few cultivators.

This was also normal; after all, within the territory of the Yanfeng Kingdom, there wasn't only one sect, the Dao Yi Sect.

Even looking at the entire Eastern Continent, immortal cultivation sects could be said to be as numerous as cow hairs, but their strength was uneven.

Weaker sects only had a hundred or so people, and the strongest was only at the Qi Sensing Realm.

There were also cultivators in the secular world.

Some loose cultivators, and some cultivators who knew there was no hope of breaking through or couldn't let go of the secular world, would eventually return to the secular world and spend their lives there.

Like the ministers in the Yanfeng Kingdom, there were quite a few people with cultivation, but it was generally not high.

Strolling along the way, Ye Changqing bought quite a few rare seasonings.

The things in this Imperial Capital were indeed complete; many things that weren't available elsewhere could be seen here.

Having Qian Xue and Qian Qing as guides indeed saved a lot of trouble.

The two young ladies knew everything about the fun places in the Imperial Capital.

After strolling in the Imperial Capital for a few days, on this day, Shi Song also rushed to the Imperial Capital from the Dao Yi Sect.

Inside the Imperial Palace, seeing Hong Zun, Shi Song stepped forward with a smile.

"Junior Brother, you've been waiting anxiously, right?"

"I'm not anxious."

Hearing this, Hong Zun replied irritably. Why would he be anxious? He had no thoughts about that Abbess.

Shi Song, on the other hand, was clearly nervous; anyone with eyes could see that his mood at the moment was extremely uneasy.

Even after entering the hall, he was restless, constantly asking the four people—Hong Zun, Qingshi, Zhang Tianzhen, and Fairy Baihua.

"How do you think I should greet the Abbess when I see her?"

"Should I say hello? Would that be too ordinary?"

"Or should I use the cultivator's way, bowing and saluting? Would that be too formal?"

"Or, 'Abbess, long time no see, I miss you very much.' Would that be too direct?"

Hearing Shi Song's rapid-fire questions, the four of them—Hong Zun and the others—all twitched their mouths.

From the moment he sat down until now, Shi Song's mouth hadn't stopped, and every sentence was related to Abbess Jueqing.

Really unable to stand it, Hong Zun said.

"You can just kiss her directly."

As soon as these words were out, Shi Song paused, and said with a flushed face.

"That... wouldn't be very good, would it?"

Saying it wouldn't be good, but what was with the expectation and excitement in your eyes? You clearly want to!

Not wanting to say anything more, this old thing was beyond saving.

Thinking that Abbess Jueqing was also pitiful, a monastic being missed like this, could there be anything good about it?

Just as Shi Song was still struggling with how to behave when meeting Abbess Jueqing, the sound of mealtime arrived.

As soon as the words fell, the four of them—Hong Zun and the others—had already disappeared from where they were.

"Junior Brother, when the time comes, I..."

Just as he was talking enthusiastically, he turned his head to look, and the four of them—Hong Zun and the others—were already gone, leaving Shi Song feeling depressed. Where were the people?

The Dao Yi Sect disciples lived in a separate area, with no one else around, making life convenient.

At this moment, the familiar sound of fighting rang out. Feeling the various spiritual power fluctuations and techniques, Shi Song asked in confusion.

"They've all gone out to travel, and the Divine Jianfeng disciples are still like this?"

It was one thing to be fighting fiercely in the sect, but even outside?

Out of curiosity, Shi Song followed the aura and soon found the location of the kitchen.

He saw that many disciples had already gone crazy fighting. Not only the Divine Jianfeng, but the Jade Maiden Peak disciples had also joined in, and the disciples of the two peaks were fighting fiercely.

Moreover, they were saying things like "eating" and "spots."

With a strange look in his eyes, could it be that all the strange actions of the Divine Jianfeng before were because of eating?

It seemed so. The time they fought was always at mealtime, very fixed.

But would cultivators fight like this for a bite of food? Didn't everyone practice Grain Bigu? Even if the servant disciples didn't practice Grain Bigu, they shouldn't be like this, right?

Shi Song was a bit confused. Afterward, as the fighting ended, the disciples who grabbed a spot entered the kitchen happily.

And the four of them—Hong Zun and the others—were already at the front of the line.

They started eating in an orderly manner, a scene that left Shi Song dumbfounded.

Even the four of them—Hong Zun and the others—were like this?

"These four guys are strange."

Feeling as if he had approached some truth, Shi Song watched without blinking.

He saw everyone eating with great delight. Watching it made Shi Song hungry too.

But he became more and more certain that the various things about the Divine Jianfeng before were likely because of this eating.

Waiting until the many disciples finished eating and left, Shi Song sneaked into the courtyard.

"Can a meal have such great temptation? Today, I'll see for myself."

Sneaking into the kitchen, the room had some simple pots and pans, and nothing else.

Searching everywhere, Shi Song wanted to find some leftover food to taste. After all, was a meal worth making the Divine Jianfeng and Jade Maiden Peak disciples like this?

What exactly was the taste? Shi Song was extremely curious.

But after searching, he found absolutely nothing. This kitchen didn't even have a single scrap of leftover food.

This was also because he didn't understand the Divine Jianfeng enough. Ever since Ye Changqing traveled here, when had the Divine Jianfeng kitchen ever had a shadow of leftovers? Let alone leftovers, even the bowls and chopsticks were licked shiny clean by everyone every time.