Asked About The World Of Mortals

Chapter 26: The Western Wilderness

"I don't know what Ye Ling has forgotten, maybe she forgot some instincts, or maybe she forgot some kind of suggestion or backdoor that Donghua Zi imposed on her in the demonic miasma. These are all possible phenomena that can occur after enlightenment. Anyway, her mind didn't have much in it to begin with. What important things could she forget? Why are you worried?"

Qin Yi was setting up the formation while Liu Su leaned against the door frame, giving instructions on the formation and clarifying things for him.

But no matter how you listened to these clarifications, they sounded extremely awkward.

Qin Yi turned his head curiously, "It seems like you have some opinions about Ye Ling?"

"I don't have any opinions about her," Liu Su said stiffly, "It's just that she's been coming here too often lately, disturbing our cultivation."

"That doesn't sound like having no opinions..." Qin Yi sighed, "She came here because I suggested it. It's to gather more information about Donghua Zi."

"Hmph," Liu Su sneered, "Up until now, all she knows in her foolish mind is that Donghua Zi is an old man and that his cultivation hasn't reached Zither Heart. Has she provided any useful information besides that?"

"That's actually useful. At least I know Donghua Zi isn't a woman."

"..." Liu Su was astonished, "You actually thought about that?"

Qin Yi admitted honestly, "I did think about it. If Donghua Zi was a beautiful woman, would I have to kill my sister to achieve enlightenment?"

Liu Su was puzzled, "Kill a woman to achieve enlightenment? Where did you hear that?"

"Why? Does it not exist?"

"It does exist," Liu Su paused for a moment and suddenly smirked, "If you want to go down that path, it's not impossible."

"From your tone, why do I feel like if I go down that path, you'll be the one to kill me first?"

Liu Su was quite satisfied, "You're sharp-witted enough to be my disciple."

Qin Yi nodded, "You're silly enough to be my friend."

"Qin Yi, Qin Yi!" Li Qingjun's voice came from outside, "Where are you?"

Before Qin Yi could answer, Li Qingjun quickly rushed into the backyard.

"Aren't you afraid that I've set up traps and you're blindly rushing in?" Qin Yi said irritably, "Are you going to be hung up again?"

"It's fine if there are traps in the front yard, but if you also set up traps on the path from your own room to the backyard, isn't that crazy?"

"Uh..." Qin Yi thought for a moment, "Actually, it's a good idea. No one would expect it... Maybe it can really catch someone."

Li Qingjun couldn't help but roll her eyes. Soon, her attention was drawn to the peach wood sword in front of Qin Yi. The sword was stuck in the ground and covered with mud, like a planted sword.

"What are you doing now? Planting a sword to harvest tens of thousands?"

"You got it right," Qin Yi smiled, "On this day next year, come and take ten thousand swords."

"Ugh! So pretentious," Li Qingjun didn't delve into it and remembered her purpose for coming, so she smiled, "Do you know you've struck it rich?"

"Huh? Since I arrived in Lihuo City, I haven't done anything yet."

"I had someone replicate your toothpaste and toothbrush. Now the whole Lihuo City is using them. Father also likes them a lot."

The princess's business was probably not something that many people in Lihuo City dared to imitate. It would be quite terrifying if she monopolized the business. Qin Yi could almost see a mountain of gold in front of him. No wonder Li Qingjun's mood had been getting better day by day. The gloom of her eldest brother's assassination was gradually dissipating.

Qin Yi smiled, "I see. As long as your father likes it. As for the sales, there's no need to share the profits. Consider it as the cost of the materials I found for you."

As he spoke, he continued to turn his head and fiddle with the sword.

Li Qingjun watched his back and admired him.

When they first met, she thought Qin Yi, at such a young age, was pretending to be indifferent. But after getting to know him more, she realized that he was truly calm and didn't care much about money and future prospects. Every day, she only saw him refining pills and medicines, cultivating his body and bones. These past few days, he seemed to be making more talismans as well, not even leaving the house.

If it were anyone else who had established a good relationship with the Crown Princess, they probably wouldn't have the same attitude as Qin Yi.

In the oppressive and tense atmosphere of the capital, Li Qingjun could always find the closest feeling to the "Dao" in this place.

So Li Qingjun liked coming here. Besides wanting to listen to the Journey to the West, she also felt a bit satisfied with her dream of seeking immortality.

Qin Yi's attitude towards her was also different from others. At least, he had claimed before that he had important matters to attend to, but now it seemed like there was no such thing.

Liu Su could also see that Qin Yi's fondness for this reckless princess was unusual.

"Tomorrow is the funeral for the Eldest Prince. The National Teacher will hold a grand ceremony, saying that the soul can ascend to the Heavenly Court," Li Qingjun sighed softly, "Sometimes... I also hope that what Donghua Zi said is true."

"It's only natural." Qin Yi finally finished arranging the sword and left the backyard. "Let's go, let's go inside and have a drink."

Li Qingjun followed behind and said, "I think you're the true national teacher. After we get rid of Donghua Zi, you should become the national teacher."

Similar words had been said before, but the tone was completely different.

"Me? I'm not cut out for that." Qin Yi laughed. "A national teacher who hides in his room sleeping all day, who would recognize him?"

Li Qingjun said, "Whether people recognize you or not, it's not your concern."

"Hmm? Then what do I need to do?"

"You just need... us to say that you're capable."

Qin Yi paused for a moment and sighed, "I'm not the real national teacher, you're the real support."

Li Qingjun shrunk back, "Why do you sometimes suddenly become so vulgar when you speak?"

As they chatted, they returned to the room. Qin Yi snapped his fingers and a gourd of wine floated over.

Upon closer inspection, there was a talisman paper at the bottom of the gourd. It was actually just a low-level floating function, not even requiring magic power, just internal energy was enough to control it...

But this set of tricks for pretending to be an immortal in front of mortals was really useful. Donghua Zi was very skilled at it, and after Qin Yi learned about it, he deliberately studied and mastered it.

He fell in love with it. He increasingly discovered that Daoist arts were not just for fighting, but could replace manual labor and provide countless conveniences.

It was truly a must-have magic for everyday life and travel. He really wanted to cultivate immortality...

Li Qingjun wasn't surprised when she saw the floating gourd of wine. She casually grabbed the gourd and poured the wine, urging, "Continue reading Journey to the West."

Qin Yi felt that if he really said that, Ye Ling would probably cry, so he changed the subject, "It's been three days since I last saw your brother. What has he been doing?"

"He's been dealing with the attacks from the national teacher's faction in the court every day, trying to frame him with suspicion," Li Qingjun said with unwavering expression, angrily adding, "What's infuriating is that Father actually hesitated because of what they said."

Qin Yi widened his eyes in surprise. This was too exaggerated. Was the king brainless? With only this one son left, he was still hesitating. Who did he plan to pass the throne to?

"But there are still many courtiers who support my brother. Today, he was officially appointed as the Crown Prince."

"Can you speak without gasping for breath?"

"Does it make a difference?" Li Qingjun whispered, "In the end... Father trusts the national teacher more than he trusts my brother."

Qin Yi fell silent.

Suddenly, footsteps could be heard outside the courtyard. Someone hurriedly entered and shouted through the door, "Princess..."

It was Li Qingjun's personal attendant. Li Qingjun was puzzled, "What's the matter?"

"Just received news that Prince Mangzhan from the Western Wilderness has come to offer condolences to the Crown Prince. He has just arrived outside the West City Gate."

Li Qingjun stood up abruptly, her eyes filled with anger. "They dare to come!"

Qin Yi hadn't even had time to react when he saw Li Qingjun rush out like a gust of wind, snatching the spear from her attendant's hand and charging out of the palace.

"Oh my..." Qin Yi realized what was happening and found it unbelievable. Was this girl planning to go and kill the Western Wilderness envoy directly? He was speechless and could only quickly follow after Liu Su.

How did he ever find this flat-chested, brainless girl cute and lovely before? He must have been blind.

His speed was not as fast as Li Qingjun's. He finally caught up to her at the West City Gate. The first thing he saw was a silver light, like a soaring eagle, shooting towards a very sturdy bearded man at the front of the group.

Qin Yi could even see Li Qinglin, who was riding beside the bearded man, with a shocked expression.

The next second, a rain of arrows shot out, and it was the Southern Li army shooting them... They didn't have time to distinguish who the assassin was, they only knew that they couldn't let the envoy be assassinated at their own city gate. Moreover, the assassin was most likely targeting Li Qinglin. This was unacceptable.

The only princess of Southern Li, being showered with arrows by her own army at their own city gate... Then the newly appointed Crown Prince of Southern Li flew up with a wry smile, shouting at his subordinates to stop while unleashing a flurry of spear glows, working hard to defend his sister from the arrows shot by his own men. Qin Yi really didn't know how to describe this absurd scene. The reckless girl probably never thought of this before.

Prince Mangzhan from the Western Wilderness was also momentarily stunned by the scene. He reacted quickly and swiftly grabbed the spear hanging by his horse's side, blocking Li Qingjun's silver spear.

With a loud clash, the spears collided, creating a loud noise. Li Qingjun's momentum was already weakened by the rain of arrows from her own men, and it was clear that Mangzhan was not an easy opponent. Li Qingjun didn't gain any advantage from this clash, but was instead pushed back.

She had no foothold in the air and could only flip backward. The spear aimed at her waist, like a festering sore, stabbed towards her in mid-air.

It was an experienced warrior. While flipping in the air, there were other places she could dodge, but the waist was the only point of force and couldn't be avoided.

Qin Yi's wolf-toothed club viciously smashed down on the spear at that moment.

(End of this chapter)