After a very long time, Qing Kun finally said, “Sir Xuan Lingzi’s Primordial Life is indeed badly injured, but I am just a pill, not a Pill Cultivator, so I don’t know exactly what’s going on in his body. His cultivation is far beyond mine. Only cultivators at the Da Sheng Period and above can find out the specific reason.”
Luo Jianqing immediately stood up, “I’ll go find Respected Master Yu Qingzi! She’s only late-stage of Tribulation Passage, but she is one of the best alchemists in the world!”
However, when Luo Jianqing was about to leave, Mo Qiu stopped him.
Mo Qiu’s face turned cold and ashen; he gazed at Luo Jianqing with mixed feelings, “I can figure out what’s going on with him.”
Mo Qiu stepped forward. After a short period of time, he held back his Spiritual Sense and told Luo Jianqing, “he lost rein of his emotions. His Primordial Life was wounded already, but this time, he was backfired by suffering memories, so his condition got worse. There’s no need to find others. This kid here can cure him.”
“Are you sure?”, asked by Luo Jianqing.
Qing Kun said in a calm voice, “I trust him. It won’t be that hard since we know the cause now. You guys may leave right now. I will use my Pill Power to heal his Primordial Life. It will take some time. In three or seven days he will be cured.”
Luo Jianqing nodded at once, dragging Mo Qiu away from the house. When they were outside the house, Luo Jianqing kept lingering at the gate in anxiety, completely forgot Mo Qiu was still there.
Time was passing. Little Sister was calling at the mountain feet to see Luo Jianqing again.
Mo Qiu looked at Luo Jianqing without any expression, while the later was gazing at the gate.
“Your sister is forsaking to see you again. You said that you will explain to her and go to find Sir Hao Xingzi, right? That kid needs three days at least. You can leave now. It’s not a big deal.”
“I can do these things after he wakes up.”
Mo Qiu frowned and didn’t say a word.
He stared at Luo Jianqing for a while, then shoved his sleeves and left, with bleakness hidden in his eyes. His scarlet robe seemed like a blood-dripping broken heart. He went straight back to Luo Jianqing’s bamboo house and slammed the door as if he was expressing his anger.
Three days later, Qing Kun came out of the house with a pale face. He told Luo Jianqing the moment he saw him, “No worries. Your Master has already woken up.” The next moment, Qing Kun was transformed into a bice pill and flew into Luo Jianqing’s palm.
Luo Jianqing put the pill back into his Interspatial Ring, then stepped forward to open the door. However, as soon as his fingertips touched the door, a ward was activated and knocked him into the air. Luo Jianqing looked at the door with confusion. Time passed, finally, he yelled at the house hoarsely, “Wu Yin!”
There was no response.
Luo Jianqing stood up, teeth clenched, “Wu Yin, now what? Three days ago, it was you who kissed me; It was you who held me in your arms. You already broke the rules, then now why do you forbid me from entering?!”
There was only silence replying him.
Though angry, Luo Jianqing still cared about his master’s state. Finally, he gave in. “Whatever, if you don’t want to come out, I will not force you to, but, Master, I am worried about your health. Are you fully recovered? Are you feeling better? Do you need…”
“Jianqing,” this hoarse voice shocked Luo Jianqing, “please… give me some time.”
His Master said “please”.
Under the scorching sun, a bice figuring was standing in front of the bamboo house. Forest whispering in the wind and the clouds gathering and dispersing, days of worry made Luo Jianqing tired. He stared at the tightly closed door for a long time then chuckled. He bowed at the gate, “Fine, I will leave right now.”
Luo Jianqing left Xuan Lingzi’s house as fast as he could but didn’t go back to his own.
He stood under the stone pavilion, gazing into empty air for a long time. Suddenly, he took out the Floating Frost from the center of his eyebrows and started to practice!
Wherever his Sword Qi touched, a gale followed, and left a gash of sword trace. The bamboo fell like fragile wheat under Luo Jianqing’s merciless sword. The bice figure was brandishing sword in the forest, while Xuan Lingzi’s house was left tranquil. On the other side of the forest, the Fiend Cultivator in red stood beside the window, watching Luo Jianqing exercising with a cold face.
“Xuan Lingzi, well, I can’t believe you fall in love with your own disciple. If the commoners know this, who will still respect you as the greatest cultivator in the world? Others will surely hold you in disdain, if…”
Mo Qiu suddenly stopped murmuring. He fixed his eyes on Luo Jianqing who was still practicing his sword for a long time before he moved his eyes off him.
“After all, we are friends of life and death… I will keep it as a secret. Luo Jianqing, I’m doing this for you.”
Surprisingly, Mo Qiu’s words weren’t heard by Xuan Lingzi who was just a few meters away.
Now, rumors about the Senior Brother were spreading quickly all over the Tai Hua Mountain. When heard someone saying “the Senior Brother brought back three women who were all as beautiful as fairies”, Sir Hao Xingzi couldn’t wait to go to the Yu Xiao Peak himself.
Luo Jianqing pondered awhile before he said to Sir Hao Xingzi, “Sir, these are all misunderstandings. The cultivator in scarlet is my friend of life and death. As you can see, he is a man. He is interested in our Septennial Competition, so I invited him to come and watch the rival. As for the child…”, Luo Jianqing stopped for a second, “he is also my friend.”
The Ninth-grade Pill finally settled in the Interspatial Ring – Luo Jianqing didn’t betray him.
Sir Hao Xingzi touched his beard and cast a weird glance at Mo Qiu, “Jianqing, your friend looks a little bit familiar.” Mo Qiu sneered lightly, but Hao Xingzi didn’t pay much attention to it, “three days later, the Septennial Competition of Tai Hua Mountain will begin. Yun Mo is in charge of entertaining the coming guests. Jian Qing, you need to take extra care this time.”
“Why?”
Hao Xingzi sighed, “five years ago, your fight in the Liu Yan Valley made you even more famous than before. They are saying that you are a hundred times more powerful than Yan Su who is now in his sixties. He cultivated longer than you for twenty years. However, he is only a Nascent Soul Period cultivator right now – the same as your level.”
Luo Jianqing started to take this matter seriously.
Hao Xingzi added, “This time, Yan Su will be there as audience. As for those fought with you in the Liu Yan Valley, for instance the Bai Family and the Yun Family, they will send their best disciples of young generations to come here and watch the competition as well. All of the young elites from the Four Sects will be there, and the eight families won’t miss this opportunity. They… are up to something.”
Luo Jianqing nodded, “I understand.”
Hao Xingzi looked at Luo Jianqing with appreciation in his eyes, “Tai Hua Mountain is going through a hard time. Jianqing, as the Senior Brother, a huge responsibility is on your shoulder now!”
The sun raised and fell as usual. Three days passed quickly. Tai Hua Mountain’s septennial competition was about to commence!