"Oh."
"This little guy seems to have been prompted by the power of the Small Thousand World."
"It is an Ink and Water Spirit, so it can naturally absorb ink to turn it into its Spiritual Power, not bad."
This ans she acknowledged that this Spiritual Object is indeed useful.
Di Sui pondered for a long ti.
Finally, he shook his head and sighed deeply:
"Enough, enough!"
"This matter has nothing to do with our Demon Spirit Inn. If there is truly so miscreant found, the academy should deal with it directly."
"But the Strange Tales pages must be returned."
Before Lv Qingge’s face could change and he prepared to speak.
He looked at Li Ye, his lips slightly curving: "I want to give this to a young friend as a gift. After all, you are my sister’s junior. How could I not give you sothing nice?"
Li Ye: "..."
Why is it again?
His good Qi Cultivation was almost disrupted—Bitter Journey Academy considers Strange Tales a taboo, and wants to give it to him, an external sect cultivator, as a gift?
Isn’t this harming him?
...
Lv Qingge left without saying the last sentence.
Oh, not correct.
He transmitted to Li Ye: "This matter has been anticipated by my master and them, it has nothing to do with Dao You. Even if that Chapter of Strange Tales is given to Dao You by Mr. Sui, it is considered part of your fate."
After saying this, he left.
Honestly, this generosity seems a bit excessive.
Only after he left did Li Ye look at Mr. Sui and directly asked: "What you said truly made feel sowhat helpless."
"If such inheritance were to spread to the outside world..."
Mr. Sui waved his hand dismissively.
The Confucian scholar, looking youthful, closed his eyes and said: "Your Emotion Song should have been learned well, play it for ."
Li Ye pulled out the Emotion Song.
The lodious music echoed throughout the pavilion in the next instant.
Light, ethereal willow branches emitting immortal light surrounded Mr. Sui, at this mont forming an unviewable link between him and Li Ye.
It is at this mont that he answered Li Ye’s question:
"Bitter Journey Academy has always been willing to teach to those who want to learn. Even if it’s an external sect cultivator, as long as you can learn, the knowledge belongs to you."
"To be honest, I have so personal interests at stake."
"The Demon Spirit Inn... Or strictly speaking, a successor from the inn who tread the Painting Path, did many absurd things with a True Man from the Four Seasons Sect, that Chapter of Strange Tales doesn’t even count as compensation."
Li Ye was sowhat surprised.
"You know?"
Di Sui laughed softly: "Of course I know. My sister and I have divine techniques that record everything that ever happened.
I tread the path of the Shi Family.
But regretfully, no matter how I advised, I could not avoid those unfortunate events from unfolding.
What can be done?
I can only make ands."
With these words, his divine sense closed its eyes too.
Li Ye understood his aning—Strange Tales’ Chapter ’Suqiu’ was a guilt offering to the Four Seasons Sect and a token of thanks for helping clear the Grotto Heaven.
And what about Strange Tales?
And what about his Spirit Scrolls?
Should it be after these matters are resolved, that they deserve a thorough investigation?
"You trust greatly."
"Then please help open the Grotto Heaven."
"So you can see the little guy’s abilities firsthand."
Di Sui naturally didn’t refuse, waved his hand, and the surroundings changed suddenly from the Demon Spirit Inn to a world of ink.
—This one is different from the previous Grotto Heaven.
It’s obvious that this is another Grotto Heaven.
But as long as it’s an ink Grotto Heaven, it doesn’t matter about the rest.
Li Ye spoke to the wintersweet in his palm: "I’ll count on you then."
The wintersweet nodded its head towards him.
Then it fell directly to the ground.
The ink flowing in the land around it imdiately rushed toward it, surging into this small wintersweet plant.
It began to grow visibly larger.
The branches grew sturdier.
The twigs shot out to grow toward the surroundings.
Blossoms of ink wintersweet blood on its branches.
The force of ink in the land was completely absorbed, and there was no previous backflow.
The Dangkang Flower Ginseng Pig was already running around digging, seemingly distributing the little flowers from its body all over the land, turning the sowhat graying soil into glossy black.
In a short while, about tens of acres of land restored to its original state, no need to verify, it was visibly rich and fertile, bound for a good harvest.
Di Sui looked upon it, a rare smile appearing on his face.
"Thank you, young friend."
"In your opinion, what should be planted on this purified land?"
—This question was truly sincere, for when it cos to farming, no one can surpass the Four Seasons Sect. This purified land must be utilized well.
After all, Bitter Journey Academy is truly lacking food.
Not only do the students within the academy consu thousands of pounds of rice per al, but they also often give so out to the people outside; it’s not too much to say the gap continues to widen.
So as long as they find space to farm now, they won’t let it go and they’ll seize the opportunity to ask for suggestions while Li Ye is still there.
"What to plant?"
Li Ye pondered: "After purification, the soil composition of Spiritual Power here is still sowhat complex, it’s still not feasible to use directly for planting, but I actually do have an idea.
You can first plant so mulberry trees and raise these silkworms. All the silk they produce, I will collect, regardless of the amount."
Here he ntioned mulberry trees, referring to Bright Shining Spirit Mulberry, and the silkworms were those he had raised for several generations, the Void Ink Spirit Silkworms, those beings need ink Spiritual Power to grow.
This place, once purified, can be fertile ground for nurturing them.
They will continue to absorb any remaining minuscule ink in the land, truly transforming this Grotto Heaven into a place feasible for planting basic crops.
"Alright."
"Then according to your arrangents."
"I will have the teachers in the academy send a formal letter to the Four Seasons Sect."
Since just now, Di Sui seed to have been full of joy.
With his slightly childish doll-like face, he did not seem like an elder of the Demon Spirit Inn with nearly ten thousand years of life and great authority.
Li Ye indeed had so guesses.
As soone who has undergone such great experiences and bears true authority, such power nurtures a peaceful deanor in Di Sui, allowing him to calmly handle most matters—like Li Ye, with an increasingly peaceful mindset.
However.
"Mr. Sui."
"Wasn’t this matter in the story ’Suqiu’ from Strange Tales caused by the Duyu Spirit, Yu Shichen?"
"Where exactly is he?"
To Li Ye’s inquiry, Di Sui was not surprised.
"You have indeed already understood what it is. Nowadays, among the young generation in the academy, you have knowledge that at most three or four others possess."
"You should stand here."
"I am going to force out the avatar that fellow left here."
Di Sui stepped forward.
That bare foot directly stepped onto the ink ground.
"Ding..."
There seed to be a light sound.
In the heavens above, as if shocked, countless, tiny silver-gray insects trembled from the space.
Dense, like an ocean.
They devour everything visible effortlessly, whether sky, earth or humans, anything they swallow would vanish without a trace.
As if erased entirely.
Duyu Spirit!
These were the rumored bookworms that turned into spirits from ink stains!
However, before Li Ye could gaze at them and discern their state, a ginkgo leaf fell from the sky.
In an instant, it descended from the sky to the earth.
Then.
All the Duyu Spirits seed to be weathered, the silver-gray turning pale, a light breeze reduced them to countless dusty particles floating in the universe.
They looked almost like the ashes of paper burnt in sacrifice.
Di Sui so effortlessly erased those many Duyu Spirits.
Di Sui picked up a slightly burnt paper ash, handed it to Li Ye, suggesting he take a look.
That was...
A fragnt of iling Scroll.
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