Chapter 62: Meticulous as Silk, Rivaling Lu Ban

"What?!" Wu Yuan was greatly shocked. "If it is truly as you say, does that not mean the Yuanqing Great Tribulation was caused by your master?"

"That is not the case," Chiyanzi rolled his eyes. How had he not realized before that this Wu Yuan was the type to jump to such rash conclusions?

"At that time, Master refined five Life-Prolonging Pills, but she did not know if they would succeed. It just so happened she encountered the Demon Lord, who was hanging by a thread, so Master used him to test the medicine. Later, after the Demon Lord recovered, Master saw that he was reasonably kind-hearted, so she permitted him to travel along with her."

"Cough!" Wu Yuan gave a light cough. "Your master just grabbed some random person to test medicine like that? Without even caring if the medicine might be poisonous?"

"Uh..." Upon hearing this, Chiyanzi thought about his master's character and could not help but sigh inwardly. She really was a strange woman. He then hurriedly explained for Tumi Xianzi: "At the time, the Demon Lord was already on the verge of exhaustion. If she didn't use the medicine, he would have died anyway, so Master treated a dead horse as a living one and took a gamble."

Although he was still young at the time, whenever Chiyanzi recalled the smug look on Tumi Xianzi's face when she said "killing two birds with one stone," he felt this explanation was truly quite far-fetched...

His master could not be measured by conventional logic...

"Speaking of which, how did you come to Manzhou?" Chiyanzi put aside the laughter of Tumi Xianzi that kept lingering in his heart and asked instead.

Wu Yuan gave an explanation upon hearing this. It turned out that after the incident in Cangzhou, Wu Yuan began to wander about. He had originally wanted to go to Lingxiang, but for a moment, he did not know where to look. Miss Liu Lan, knowing he had the intention to travel, entrusted him to come to Manzhou to inquire about her lover, whose fate was unknown. He thought he had nothing better to do anyway, so he agreed, but coincidentally ran into Chiyanzi.

"So, did you find him?"

"The war between the two countries happened a long time ago. The battlefield was cleaned up long ago, and it was a hopeless task from the start; how could it be so easy to find?" Wu Yuan said, smoothing his robe, then continued: "If they are fated, they will meet again. I am merely fulfilling her deep devotion. Let us put that aside for now and talk about the Demon Race."

"Back then, Master handed the Life-Prolonging Pills to three great experts in Chenjian for safekeeping. But after the Yuanqing Great Tribulation, those three households were also ransacked. I once had the fortune to see the daughter of one of those families; she had married into another family early on, which was the only reason she escaped the disaster. Such a coincidence is likely the work of the Demon Race," Chiyanzi said, rising to walk to Wu Yuan's side.

"According to what you say, we should make a trip to the Yuanqing Sect now," Wu Yuan pondered.

Chiyanzi deliberated for a moment, felt that this made sense, and began to weigh the options.

Ever since Long Qi visited Lingxiang, he had stayed at Xianyun Abode. Lingxiang originally did not allow it, but just like at Youran Abode, he took it upon himself to tidy up the side room next to Lingxiang's. He acted shamelessly, calling it: repairing the house and looking after the Spirit Plants.

Lingxiang had limited mobility and could do nothing about him, so she could only sulk and let him stay. After all, as Long Qi said, those precious Spirit Plants of hers were indeed very delicate.

It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, and although Lingxiang had taken spirit pills, her leg bones had been completely shattered, so naturally, it would not be easy to heal. Staying in the small confines of the room all day long would drive even an ordinary person to madness.

This day, Lingxiang lay on the bed, bored out of her mind, reciting the Heart-Clearing Mantra, just praying for the days to pass faster. But listening to the clatter and bang of hammering in the courtyard, she could not calm her mind at all.

This Long Qi was certainly diligent; claiming to repair the house, he really did not have a moment of rest.

Just as Lingxiang was thinking about how to make Long Qi return to the Outer Sect Disciple Residence, the sound outside stopped.

Lingxiang was puzzled. Could the house have been repaired so quickly? But then she saw Long Qi pushing a chair into the room.

The chair was polished until it shone, with a wooden wheel on each side, just like a small cart.

Long Qi walked to the bedside, and without a word, scooped up Lingxiang and placed her on the chair.

"I once saw someone with limited mobility use this object when I was young. Although it is made a bit crudely, it is still usable." Long Qi frowned inadvertently: Is this Lingxiang a bit too light...

Lingxiang was still in shock when she heard Long Qi speak again:

"Seeing that you are bored every day and have trouble walking, I made one for you. This way you can go out and bask in the sun; it's better than lying in the room all day, isn't it?"

As Long Qi spoke, he pushed Lingxiang out of the room.

Having not been able to go out for only two or three days, Lingxiang felt as if she had not seen the light of day for a lifetime. As soon as she reached the courtyard, she took a deep breath: Ah! This is the vast Qi of heaven and earth!

She then turned her head to look at Long Qi, thinking to herself: I never expected this Long Qi to have such a considerate side; it is quite to her liking.

This joy of going outside made Lingxiang cast the events of the past few days to the back of her mind, and she even considered letting Long Qi enter Qingwei Peak early.

Long Qi felt uncomfortable being stared at, and blushing, he thought: Could this girl still be angry with him about that matter?

Lingxiang pondered for a long time and shook her head: Although Long Qi told the old man Shangqing that he was her disciple when he first entered the sect, if he skipped the martial arts trials, it would be improper. She still had to tell him to go back early.

Thinking this, Lingxiang said: "The three martial arts trials are coming soon. You should return to the Outer Disciple area and prepare well."

Hearing this, Long Qi thought Lingxiang was still angry, so he did not answer. He just slowly pushed her around the courtyard, his heart filled with mixed emotions: How can this matter be resolved...

Just as Long Qi was deep in thought, Lingxiang spoke again:

"When Maidong comes to change my medicine later, I will instruct her to train you all well. I imagine she will be very willing. You still don't know what the Three Martial Assemblies are; preparing early is the best policy. Although the Elders in the sect all know you are my disciple, the necessary formalities must still be followed. If you perform poorly then, wouldn't you lose face for me?"

Long Qi listened to what Lingxiang said, and it seemed she was not angry with him, but Maidong? Could her cultivation be very high?

Thinking this, Long Qi asked.

Lingxiang chuckled upon hearing this: "Don't look down on her. Although she is usually a bit careless, if you really fought, you few might not necessarily be her match."

"Can't I cultivate at Xianyun Abode? If I return to Zhuyuan, who will look after you?"

"You don't need to worry about that. If you don't pass the three martial arts trials, you will have to stay in the outer sect for another half a year before you can be promoted." Lingxiang said this, but her inner thoughts were different: I also want you to enter Qingwei Peak early; how can a Peak Master not have a disciple to run errands for her...

Long Qi looked at the blue figure strolling over from not far away, a person who looked just as petite as Lingxiang. Could she really be that formidable?

Long Qi did not know that Lingxiang had one more thing she had not said: Maidong's cultivation was the same as hers—the Foundation Establishment Three Realms!