Chapter 202

"Immortal Master~"

"Immortal Master~~"

Qin Gui poked his head through the gap in the Courtyard Gate, peering and calling inside, yet received no response.

That long Giant Object spanning the courtyard was truly somewhat startling.

He subconsciously wanted to leave, yet dared not depart without permission.

With no other choice, he stomped his foot and took out the Walkie-talkie.

"Immortal Master~"

"Immortal Master~~"

After a while, Lin Dao's voice finally transmitted from the Walkie-talkie.

"Call call call! Are you summoning a soul calling?!"

The voice was somewhat intermittent; he must be busy with something.

Qin Gui dared not have the slightest Complaint, and hurriedly Explained, "This humble one, following Immortal Master's command, has arrived outside the Li Family Estate on Jinqian Alley; I wonder where Immortal Master is?"

"Wait!"

No more sound transmitted from the Walkie-talkie.

Qin Gui was helpless, so he could only stand outside the courtyard and wait.

Bored out of his mind, he just stared at the Giant Object.

While watching that Weird Giant Object, he always felt it seemed to be swaying slightly.

He had also made preparations to Run Away at any moment.

Once that Giant Object truly moved, he would immediately Turn Around and run.

Unknown how much time passed, the Giant Object suddenly opened a gap.

Qin Gui had already lifted his Robe hem, prepared to run like a Horse let loose, but saw Immortal Master come out from within that gap.

"Come over."

Hearing the summons, Qin Gui hurriedly Instructed his attendants to wait.

He himself trotted forward to pay respects, "Qin Gui, pays respects to Immortal Master."

"You've worked hard."

Lin Dao revealed a Smile, patting his Shoulder, Leading him to sit on the stone bench.

Just sat down and not yet spoken, Qin Gui stared wide-eyed.

He saw in shock Li Family Estate come down from the Giant Object.

He watched with his own eyes Li Family Estate, face ruddy, eyes holding autumn water, place two Weird iron cans on the stone table, Turn Around and go back.

Only now did he finally understand what Immortal Master had been busy with before.

*Crack! *

Opening a can of Red Bull, Lin Dao drank it down in one gulp.

"Don't be polite." He Reached Out to Signal, "Taste it, Good Thing."

Qin Gui belongs to Yue Fei; Lin Dao will leave him intact for Yue Fei to process.

Also give him a trumped-up charge.

As for those cowardly scholar-officials, in Lin Dao's eyes, they are all Consumables used to ignite the Revolutionary Base Area masses' enthusiasm.

Using their continuous sacrifice, ignite the fire in the hearts of the Revolutionary Base Area common people.

In attitude, it has also improved considerably.

After all, Lin Dao thought carefully afterward; shooting these big-head-turban types dead is truly too merciful, simply helping them transcend.

They must be sacrificed!

"Yes yes."

Qin Gui carefully imitated Lin Dao's movements, opened the Red Bull and drank it down.

Drinking this water, why does it feel a bit strange.

Not like Honey Water, yet slightly sweet.

Not like Potion either~

Truly Weird.

"This is today's Antidote."

Lin Dao took out Six-Flavor Rehmannia Pills, poured out two and handed them over.

Qin Gui hurriedly stood up, receiving them with utmost reverence.

The two officials in the palace hadn't slept all night, frightened into vomiting repeatedly, afraid the poison would flare up and take their lives.

This Heavenly realm poison is truly tyrannical.

Wrapping the Antidote separately in silk, only then did Qin Gui Relax.

Just sat down, he heard Lin Dao speak.

"How many officials are still in Bianliang City?"

Hearing this, Qin Gui's calves Twitched.

He recalled the Daqing Hall where Blood Flowing Pestles.

"Still, still please Immortal Master raise your noble hand~~~"

"Don't misunderstand~" Lin Dao laughed and waved his hand, "I have a matter for them to go handle."

Shooting them dead is too Cheap.

The big-head-turban types will all become consumable Fuel, igniting a blazing flame.

Lin Dao would properly utilize the consumables, slow-burning them, burning away all nutrients to nourish the Old District's land, then turning them into ashes.

Not a single word of his rhetoric did Qin Gui believe.

The asura scene inside Daqing Hall remained vivid in memory.

On his face he naturally dared not show it; respectful and cautious, he only assented and complied.

Lin Dao glanced at the time; it was time to go to another spacetime to clock in, show his face, and handle business.

Qin Gui was extremely smart; he immediately understood this was a hint to leave.

He hurriedly rose to express his stance: the Retired Emperor and the Emperor were both anxiously awaiting the Immortal's grace; he took the opportunity to depart.

All the way back to the Great Interior, he saw those Palace Guards who had vanished without a trace when the Immortal went on a killing spree yesterday — at some unknown time they had come back on duty.

Qin Gui looked straight ahead, pretending not to see them.

This bunch of trash, purely just for show!

Seeing Qin Gui return, the two Emperors stepped forward in unison, expressions anxious.

"Minister, where is the antidote?"

Qin Gui took out two separately packaged Six-Ingredient Rehmannia Pills and handed them over.

Separate packaging was precisely to prevent them from fighting over it.

This was obviously overthinking.

If they had that kind of courage, they wouldn't have fallen to this state.

Treating them like treasures, they took out the Six-Ingredient Rehmannia Pills and carefully swallowed them with water.

Only then did the two Emperors breathe a sigh of relief, their faces showing release.

Father and son looked at each other, their gazes full of deep meaning.

Now they were trapped in the city.

Their subordinates were down to just two or three kittens.

The Jurchens' terrifying threat loomed outside; inside came an Immortal with heavy killing intent.

The Emperor who once commanded all under heaven was now miserable and helpless.

Even deeply hating Qin Gui who had needled him, he now had to speak kindly: "Beloved Minister, did the Immortal say anything?"

Qin Gui directly stated Lin Dao's matter of seeking out the various officials within Bianliang City.

At these words, father and son trembled in unison.

Needless to say, they recalled that day's wretched state in Daqing Hall.

Zhao Huan's voice carried tragedy: "The ministers are already so few; why won't the Immortal stop~"

Zhao Ji beside him, however, didn't care much.

His confidants had long since all died; those dying now were all Gou Zai's men.

Not only was he not angry, he even secretly cheered in his heart.

These ministers who betrayed their lord — killing them all would be best.

"Beloved Minister."

Zhao Ji eagerly inquired about the Immortal's news: "Did you see the Immortal cultivate?"

This one cultivated very sincerely, even calling himself Daochun Emperor.

Single-mindedly seeking longevity, to forever enjoy this bustling world.

Past seeking of longevity was all illusory, deceiving oneself.

Only after Lin Dao appeared was there substantive confirmation.

Being in this treacherous environment now further stimulated his desire to seek the Dao.

Not only did he not think of retaliating against Lin Dao, he wholeheartedly wanted to curry favor and be taken along~~~

Qin Gui's expression was weird.

"Cultivation~ that counts as a kind of cultivation~ right~"

Hearing Qin Gui's account, Zhao Huan immediately turned his head to look at his father's crown.

Zhao Ji's side, however, showed a changing expression.

Qin Gui was somewhat worried, worried the Retired Emperor would fly into a rage and lose his wits, thereby provoking Lin Dao.

Just about to offer a few comforting words, he instead saw the Retired Emperor's face reveal joy, bursting into loud laughter.

Qin Gui and Zhao Huan were both stunned.

Has he gone mad?

"What We fear most is the Immortal being pure-hearted and desireless, seeking nothing."

"If so, even catering to his preferences, We wouldn't know where to start."

"Excellent~ excellent~~"

Women?

What are women!

Before, to save his life, he planned to send his wives, daughters, and clan to the Jurchens to beg for mercy.

As long as he could obtain longevity, he cared for nothing.

Thinking the path to longevity was right in the city, Zhao Ji couldn't sit still either.

"We must quickly go visit the Immortal."

Qin Gui advised: "There must be a pretext."

"The Immortal has a bad temper; if we visit without cause, we might provoke his anger."

"This~~~" Zhao Ji hesitated.

He had personally witnessed the immortal elder's temper.

His face had felt it too, and it still burned with stinging pain even now.

Caught in a dilemma for a moment, Zhao Huan spoke up in a low voice.

"I heard that yesterday at Nanxun Gate, the immortal elder crushed the Jurchen troops."

"We naturally ought to go and offer thanks."

This was indeed a usable pretext.

After Lin Dao blood-washed Daqing Hall, the Great Song imperial court's rule over Bianliang City nearly collapsed.

Only a small portion of its power was still operating.

The Imperial City Division that gathered intelligence was one of them.

Although the news arrived somewhat late, ultimately they still learned of it.

Zhao Ji cast a sidelong glance in surprise — how had this dog whelp become clever?

Seeing the dog whelp also about to follow along, he frowned in displeasure: "What are you going to do?"

Zhao Huan replied calmly: "The immortal elder defeated the bandits; I naturally ought to go and offer thanks."

"Hmph!"

All the way to Ma Qian Jie Jin Qian Xiang, entering the Brothel Courtyard and seeing the carriage, they were shocked once again.

"Great Song Son of Heaven~"

"Pay homage to the immortal elder~"

"Kowtow and beg the immortal elder to grant an audience~"

Li Shishi, who was watching a movie inside the carriage, instantly jumped down from the bed in fright.

She quietly pulled open a slit in the window curtain, saw the scene outside, and hurriedly went back inside.

She firmly remembered Lin Dao's instruction: when he was not by her side, she must not get out of the carriage.

Seeing no response, under Zhao Ji's pressing gaze, Qin Gui had no choice but to take out the magic artifact.

"Immortal elder~ Immortal elder~~"

There was no response from the walkie-talkie.

Qin Gui spread his hands helplessly: "Why not go first?"

Zhao Ji first shook his head, then resolutely knelt down before the carriage.

"Wait!"

"My heart in serving the Dao is devout; I will wait quietly for the immortal elder!"

This wait lasted straight through until the afternoon.

Zhao Ji's knees ached unbearably; he wanted to rise but feared his posturing would be wasted, so he could only endure bitterly.

Fortunately the carriage door finally opened, and Lin Dao's figure walked out.

"Pay homage to the immortal elder~~~"

Lin Dao looked down from above at the crowd before him.

"What matter?"

"Upon hearing the immortal elder heavily defeated the Jurchens, we are overjoyed and have come specially to offer thanks."

Lin Dao frowned: "Came empty-handed?"

A single sentence silenced Zhao Ji and the others.

Are all cultivators like this?

"May I ask the immortal elder."

Zhao Ji kowtowed, forehead touching the ground: "What do you need?"

"I will surely do my utmost to provide it as tribute."

Lin Dao also smiled.

"Really?"

"Utmost sincerity and good faith!"

"Good." Lin Dao nodded: "Since it is so, then ten million taels of gold, twenty million taels of silver, ten million bolts of silk."

The crowd fell instantly silent.

This was clearly the terms the Jurchens previously demanded.

"How come you have wealth to tribute to the Jurchens, but no wealth to tribute to me?"

"Is this your utmost sincerity and good faith?"

Sweat beading on his forehead, Zhao Ji hurriedly explained: "Immortal elder, please quell your anger."

"If the immortal elder has needs, I will surely scour the world to fulfill them."

"It is just that at present there are indeed difficulties; I hope the immortal elder can agree to a reduced payment."

Reduced payment — the Jurchens had also proposed reduced payment.

Concubines reduced at one thousand taels of gold, imperial princesses reduced at five hundred taels of gold, collateral women reduced at two hundred taels of gold.

Also clan wives, tribe wives, noble relatives' daughters — each had a price.

A shame of a thousand years — nothing surpasses this.

Looking at Zhao Ji before him, a thought flashed through Lin Dao's mind.

"Seeing you so sincere, my heart is greatly comforted."

"I have here a cultivation technique for immortal longevity; I can bestow it upon you to cultivate."

Zhao Ji was overjoyed, tears of excitement streaming down.

A dream of many years finally had an opportunity to be realized.

He hurriedly performed a grand salute with utmost sincerity: "Many thanks for the immortal elder's benevolence~~~"

"May I ask, Immortal Elder, what divine art is this~~~"

"Sunflower~ Treasure Canon!"

End of Chapter