ng Qingzhou's bedroom resembled an ancient Greek palace from his previous life on Earth. Ninety-nine stone pillars, each a hundred ters tall, supported the dod ceiling. The walls were adorned with carvings of ancient mythological totems, each depicting a grand and magnificent history.
"Are you the Qian Yuan Sword Saint?"
A clear and lodious voice ca from above.
ng Qingzhou sat on a throne as large as a three-story building. His half-closed eyes slowly opened.
"My na is Fang Yuan, not the Space-Ti Sword Saint," ng Qingzhou replied calmly, though his heart was racing. Just as he suspected, the City Lord had gone to great lengths to lure out the Space-Ti Sword Saint.
'Good thing I'm clever, or I would have fallen for it,' ng Qingzhou thought with a cold smile.
They claid the City Lord was critically ill and in a state of suspended animation, but the strong voice he heard showed no signs of weakness.
Hearing this, Qian Yuan's eyes narrowed, and his tone turned cold:
"Oh?"
"Was it ng Qin who recomnded you? You have quite the nerve to treat a god's illness. You're not lacking in courage."
ng Qingzhou replied indifferently, "I was asked to help. I have no personal connection with the City Lord. Helping or not helping is all the sa to . Why must the City Lord be so aggressive?"
Qian Yuan's golden vertical pupils narrowed slightly, as if he had discovered sothing. He smiled lightly and said:
"You're young, but your words are sharp. No wonder you could shake the morale of my guards with just your mouth."
Clearly, Qian Yuan had heard ng Qingzhou's earlier speech on the Path to Heaven.
"But you're right. The Ancient Divine City has been too peaceful for too long. The foreign tribes have gradually forgotten their national hatred and ancestral sha. It's ti for them to go out and train."
"I don't care about these trivial matters. The life and death of low-level foreign tribes are none of my concern. But you, you have so skill."
"Would you be willing to join the Ancient Divine City and beco the steward of the City Lord's mansion? I can give you wealth, honor, and a carefree life."
Qian Yuan spoke slowly, his golden eyes never leaving ng Qingzhou's avatar.
ng Qingzhou shook his head decisively, "No."
"Why?" Qian Yuan asked, puzzled.
"A good man aspires to travel far and wide. Becoming a re steward would harm my Dao heart," ng Qingzhou replied.
What a joke. The Empress of Great Jin had invited him with great ceremony, offering him an official position with a high rank. Calling it a steward was just a fancy way of saying servant.
Qian Yuan didn't insist. He waved his hand and said, "Then let's get to the point. Treat my illness."
"Let be clear. If you can't do it, I'll have ng Qin find soone else."
ng Qingzhou nodded and walked to the front of the throne, looking down at Qian Yuan with an empty, oppressive gaze.
Qian Yuan looked up to et his eyes.
One second, two seconds... one minute...
Qian Yuan's face suddenly flushed. She awkwardly adjusted her posture, smoothing her hair with her fingers, and said with a slightly angry voice, "Why are you staring at like that?"
"And who allowed you to co so close? Step back!"
ng Qingzhou replied indifferently, "I'm sensing the calamity of the gods brewing inside you. Unfortunately, I have one bad news and one good news. Which do you want to hear first?"
Qian Yuan was stunned and casually said, "The bad news. I like to save the best for last."
ng Qingzhou nodded seriously and said, "Understood. The good news is that the calamity of the gods won't spread for now, and the number of infected in the city will gradually decrease."
Qian Yuan slapped the armrest and shouted, "Hey, are you deaf? I asked for the bad news!"
ng Qingzhou continued, "Alright, the bad news is that the calamity of the gods has accumulated so much that it's about to explode inside you."
Qian Yuan's eyes widened in anger, but as she heard the latter part, her anger turned to shock, "Explode?"
"Yes!" ng Qingzhou said earnestly, "But don't worry, I can help you."
With that, ng Qingzhou took out a bunch of bottles and jars from his storage ring, carefully selecting and leaving behind a dozen bottles.
"Look," ng Qingzhou pointed to the bottles on the table and introduced them seriously, "Here we have the Essence Refining Gu, Snow Washing Gu, Golden Wind Refreshing Gu, Flesh Regeneration Gu, Self-Reliance Gu, Nine-Turn Vitality Grass, Life-Breathing Gu..."
Qian Yuan's initially indifferent expression gradually turned serious, her lips turning pale, and her small mouth forming an 'o' shape.
These Gu insects ranged from the size of a fingernail to the size of a millstone, all extrely ugly. So had sharp fangs and eight tentacles, so had black steel hair standing upright, so had human faces on insect bodies, and so emitted a foul odor. They were both ugly and disgusting.
Qian Yuan's greatest weakness was her fear of insects. Seeing such a variety of strange and grotesque Gu insects, she was so scared that her toes curled, and she squird backward on her seat.
"These Gu insects are carefully refined by and have healing effects. But I'm not sure which one will work on you, so we'll try them one by one," ng Qingzhou said, his expression serious, looking every bit like a conscientious and responsible doctor.
On the surface, ng Qingzhou was solemn, but inside, he was laughing.
Thanks to the novel's plot, he knew Qian Yuan's weakness very well. At her birth, Qian Yuan was a wild beast that hadn't yet taken human form and had been chased by a spider demon for years.
Childhood shadows still haunted her adulthood.
If he didn't show her so color, she wouldn't know how many eyes the King of Hell had. How dare she plot against the Sword Saint.
A cultivator of the Path of Survival values patience and restraint. If you only hide and never seek revenge, you're just a ninja turtle!
"You... are you sure these things can cure my calamity of the gods?" Qian Yuan's teeth chattered, her golden vertical pupils trembling.
"Of course! I guarantee it with my life!" ng Qingzhou said confidently.
Well, of course, they can't cure it.
But this is just an avatar. I can throw it away anyti, heh heh heh.
"Don't be afraid. They may look ugly, but they have kind hearts and are especially warm. They have miraculous healing effects," ng Qingzhou said, holding a human-faced Gu insect and stepping closer.
Qian Yuan had nowhere to retreat. Her back was against the throne, trembling as she stared at the Gu insect, muttering, "Don't... don't co closer."
"Don't be afraid. They're warm and can heal. Don't waste this chance. Co... give it a try," ng Qingzhou couldn't suppress his laughter anymore.
The mighty City Lord, scared to tears by him, this must be a first in history.
At that mont.
Qian Yuan suddenly stopped trembling, her expression returning to normal. She grabbed the human-faced Gu insect and smashed it to pieces on the ground.
Then, a cold and sorrowful voice echoed...
"Sword Saint Grandfather, you still love to tease people. Do you know how long I've waited for you?"
ng Qingzhou's smile froze, and his heart pounded like a drum.
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