Ch.41 Part 3 – Farewell and Departure (III)
Qin Xiumo stared at ng Qi.
She is truly…
Qin Xiumo suddenly raised the corner of his lips. A trace of softness flashed through his eyes. “Let’s go.” He said, “I owed you a lot of spirit stones. I should start working earlier and pay off earlier, else I cannot be at ease.”
ng Qi shrugged. She quickly made a calculation, then put the brocade bag into her storage space: “Although the number is high, they all are low-grade herbs. Very common and cheap.”
“No problem.” Qin Xiumo shrugged indifferently. “Even a little bit count. Just keep it.”
“Okay.” ng Qi didn’t refuse. These herbs were useless to Qin Xiumo anyway.
“You really won’t go with us?” Chu Tianfeng looked at ng Qi and Qin Xiumo.
He regrets!
He really regrets it!
Why is his skin not thick enough, so he can pretend to be poor and not pay the debt?!
“No.” ng Qi shook her head, “Young palace master Chu, take care.” She cupped her hands towards Chu Tianfeng and walked away side by side with Qin Xiumo.
“I’m going to the library pavilion.” Elder Yan Mingfeng should have returned. ng Qi must say a proper farewell before departing.
Part of Qingfeng Valley’s disciples had left the sect and gone down the mountain. So people wanted to follow Fentian Palace to Fentian City and now was assembling.
All the way to the library pavilion, ng Qi and Qin Xiumo didn’t even et a single disciple. The sect that once lively was now very desolate.
Outside the library pavilion was equally deserted. Standing outside the door, ng Qi respectfully stated: “Disciple ng Qi, co to bid farewell to Elder Yan.”
“Co in.” A llow and gentle voice ca from inside.
ng Qi gestured to Qin Xiumo to wait outside, then opened the door and walked in.
Yan Mingfeng sat cross-legged on a chair on the library’s first floor. Still in his usual simple blue robe, he looked the sa as before. As if nothing unusual has happened to the sect in these short days.
“Elder Yan.” ng Qi bowed respectfully. “This disciple is about to leave Qingfeng Valley.”
“I see.” Yan Mingfeng nodded, “It’s good.” After a paused, he asked suddenly: “ng Qi, if they had no spirit stones, didn’t regret their actions and still hostilely suspect you, treating you as traitor….will you still save them or let them die?”
ng Qi was startled.
Without waiting for her answer, Yan Mingfeng asked again: “If Lu Qingran was also injured, would you save her?”
Yan Mingfeng’s originally half-closed eyes opened, and a sharp gaze swept upon ng Qi. Without giving her a chance to think, he raised his voice slightly and urged: “Answer .”
“If this disciple can save them, this disciple will.” ng Qi said.
A smile flashed through the elder’s eyes. “Can you tell the cure for immortal devouring vine?”
“Of course.” ng Qi took out a bamboo slip from her storage space, held it with both hands, and respectfully gave the bamboo slip to Elder Yan. “This disciple took a risk, using the roughest and crudest thod to cure the immortal devouring vine.”
She did not lie. When eting Su Junmo in her previous life, ng Qi was still in the Foundation Establishnt stage. The number of spells and techniques she could use wasn’t much different than now. Among dical cultivators in Three Thousand Worlds, she was simply an ant.
In fact, whether it is Su Junmo, Chu Tianfeng, or Qin Xiumo, ng Qi cured them without using any particularly high-grade dicine or spell. In her previous life, even before eting her master, ng Qi had faintly noticed that, in fact, there was no distinction between higher and lower grades. Every kind of injuries, poisons, and illness has sothing similar to each other. Sotis, when one looked at a particularly severe injury or poison, they would find out that it was actually treatable using the most basic technique.
After ng Qi restarted her life, this belief was fird. That’s why she deliberately trained all the low-grade spells she knew until the highest realms possible.
“As long as the patient can be saved, there is no such thing as a rough technique or not.” Yan Mingfeng took the bamboo slip from ng Qi and waved his hand. Three bamboo slips flew out of his storage bag and slowly fell into ng Qi’s hands. Yan Mingfeng explained: “This is the record of everything I hear, see, think and gain during my travels in Eastern Realm these years. I’m using it to exchange for your thod of curing the immortal devouring vine.” He looked at ng Qi again and said: “I will also depart soon. If we have a fate, we may et again.”
“Go.” Afterward, Yan Mingfeng closed his eyes again, resuming his ditation. His body was full of aura. His cultivation obviously raised one realm during his last seclusion.
ng Qi respectfully saluted for the last ti. Holding the three bamboo slips, she turned around and left the library pavilion. She lowered her head to look at the still-warm bamboo slips in her palms, sending spiritual aura into them.
The bamboo slips’ contents imdiately flew into her mind. Elder Yan Mingfeng traveled all year round and saved countless lives. The knowledge he gained during his journeys was naturally extensive, even far better than ng Qi before her rebirth. Elder Yan said that the three bamboo slips were used to exchange ng Qi’s thod of curing the immortal devouring vine. However, ng Qi only needed to read a few lines to know how valuable these bamboo slips were. Anyone who wanted to walk far in the dical path would be willing to pay a great price in exchange for this knowledge.
ng Qi couldn’t help but look back at the library pavilion. The door of the building has been closed again. With Qingfeng Valley’s precarious situation, no disciples were in the mood to co here.
“Let’s go.” Qin Xiumo, who was waiting outside, said in a low voice: “Fentian Palace’s people have just left.”
“Okay.” ng Qi nodded. She carefully put the bamboo slips away. “Let’s go.”
ng Qi turned around and started walking. This ti she didn’t took out the paper crane and walked slowly down the mountain road. Qin Xiumo silently followed behind. When they finally saw Qingfeng Town from a distance, he asked: “Where are we going?”
“I’m going to……”
“ng Qiqi, wait!!”
Before ng Qi finished her sentence, Su Junmo’s voice suddenly ca from behind. Qin Xiumo frowned. ng Qi also turned back speechlessly. Su Junmo, whose figure hadn’t been seen for several days, was dashing towards them: “Where are you going?” He quickly added: “I will pay spirit stones, please bring along!”
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