Chapter 197: Discussing the Prescription on Fengwu Mountain

"Oh my, oh my! The little ones are here!" the old Mountain God exclaimed excitedly, while pulling a tattered cloth from his bosom to start tidying up.

Ajin paid no heed to the old Mountain God running back and forth, letting him turn the room upside down while he remained calmly seated in his rattan chair drinking tea; even when the old Mountain God snatched the teapot from the table and the Tea Cup from his hand to place them on the tattered cloth, he did not change his expression, merely arching an eyebrow, his eyes full of amusement.

"So what if they are here? Can you really be certain that Lingxiang will hand that prescription over to you?"

The old Mountain God's movements faltered, his eyes rolled around, and then he dropped the items in his hands and sat down on the floor with a thud.

That's right, that's really hard to say! Tu Mi Xiao Xian is extremely eccentric and never does things by the book; since that little girl is her daughter, she might be just as difficult to deal with—don't let yourself get dragged into trouble before even getting your hands on the prescription.

No, no, I must think of a way to resolve this.

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Fengwu Mountain was still lush and green, not much different from when Long Qi last visited; the only difference was that the mountain was no longer shrouded in gloomy winds and ghostly shadows that blocked out the sky. Rays of sunlight filtered through the leaves, dappling the rocky path, which was a very pleasing sight.

As expected of an immortal from Yunmeng Marsh, he had nurtured Fengwu Mountain to be so full of Spirit Qi that it could actually grow many rare medicinal herbs; it stood to reason that Fengwu Village at the foot of the mountain was also under the protection of this old Mountain God, otherwise it would not be so prosperous.

Lingxiang admired the scenery in the forest along the way, squatting down from time to time to dig for herbs, looking extremely happy and even humming a little tune.

Compared to Lingxiang's relaxed state, Long Qi was different; whenever he thought of the old Mountain God, his teeth would itch.

Last time, that old thing had attacked without a word; it was fortunate that he had woken up in time, otherwise little Wuyang would have been killed by him. Moreover, that old fellow never said a word of truth, which was truly hateful.

"Old immortals naturally have somewhat eccentric temperaments; having seen the stars shift and the world change, and being idle all day, it is normal for them to seek some amusement. Why take it to heart? Perhaps he has already forgotten all about you," Lingxiang said, while putting the harvested medicinal herbs into her Universe Bag to comfort Long Qi.

No sooner had she finished speaking than a hearty laugh rang out: "I didn't expect such a little doll to be so understanding."

Accompanied by a gust of wind, the old Mountain God appeared before the group, with Ajin following behind; however, with the two standing together, if one ignored the old Mountain God's appearance, one would think Ajin was bringing along a little child.

Seeing the old Mountain God appear, Long Qi immediately wanted to draw his sword, but was held back by Lingxiang. Seeing this, the old Mountain God teased, "Why is the little doll still so full of hostility? I am an immortal, after all; it's one thing that you don't show respect, but to actually want to kill me—that is truly outrageous." After speaking, he stroked his beard, repeating as if extremely certain and yet also complaining: "Hmm! Outrageous!"

Watching the solemn old Mountain God, Lingxiang only found him very amusing and couldn't help but laugh, while Long Qi on the side was so angry he was fuming, pulling his sword to hack at the old urchin; it was only thanks to Xinyi and Zhao Wuyang behind him holding him back that he didn't jump out.

Seeing Xinyi and Zhao Wuyang pacifying the agitated Long Qi, Lingxiang stepped forward to perform a Daoist salute, glanced at Ajin, and then smiled at the Mountain God: "I was just wondering where to find the Immortal, and thought it would take some effort; I didn't expect the Immortal to seek us out instead."

"Oh? Is the little doll looking for me for something?" The old Mountain God stroked his beard and feigned sternness: "Then why not come sit at my place? I have some excellent spirit tea; let's drink and chat."

Lingxiang smiled upon hearing this: "Then I shall respectfully obey."

No sooner had she finished speaking than the old Mountain God flicked his sleeves, and the two vanished without a trace. Long Qi was shocked, hurriedly breaking free from Xinyi and Zhao Wuyang to look around, suddenly panicked and flustered, grabbing Ajin's sleeve to ask: "What is that old fellow going to do to Lingxiang?"

Ajin, however, looked indifferent; with a light flick of his index finger, he sent Long Qi flying a dozen feet away. He shook his sleeve, which had been crumpled by Long Qi, and said calmly: "He just found you all too noisy and changed to another place to talk; I expect they will be back in a moment."

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