Chapter 1166 - 332: Feng Zhaoyang Arc (15)_2
So should I be telling him everything right now? Should I? Or maybe I shouldn’t... saying this kind of thing out loud doesn’t really mean anything anyway, since I already chose to take part in this private sparring match.
There’s no way to change it now.
"Lord Zong, sorry for bothering you with my little girl’s business. I still have something to do, so I’ll be leaving first." Wan Qishang said this, and once she finished, she lowered her head and was about to hurry off.
Yuchi: Are you messing with me?
What, did Zong the Great Beauty send you over to inspect the room or something?
Speechless, Yuchi had already fished out two teacups while Wan Qishang was still dazed. "Come on, come in and talk. If you’ve got something to say, just say it straight. What are you being all sneaky for? Don’t tell me you’re not Miss Wan Qi, but Old Thief Wan Qi in disguise? A little girl this pretty—whatever it is, just tell me. If I can help, I definitely will. If I can’t, I’ll at least give you some simple advice."
He’d been quite curious before, but since Wan Qishang didn’t speak up, he couldn’t really press her. In the end Wan Qishang was extremely grateful yet still kept apologizing over and over, then hurriedly left. She even fell on the stairs, sending the headband on her head flying. Then she covered her face and vanished into the night.
Yuchi: "..."
What the hell was that, how did it end up like this? What did Wan Qishang even come to see me for? Such a baffling girl. If something’s up, just spit it out already.
He thought it over.
What’s in front of Wan Qishang right now is just a sparring match, and what’s there to worry about in a match like this? The Celestial Craft Workshop and the Li Family must’ve already arranged everything, it’s basically like the spot was reserved for Wan Qishang from the start. This kind of fight comes with a result decided before it even begins.
Since the outcome’s already fixed, she shouldn’t be this flustered. So what, did she eat too many cold things recently and her cycle got thrown off or something?
Wan Qishang: "..."
"Probably. But whatever the case, we’ll see all the motives behind this by tomorrow." Yuchi didn’t take this to heart. After all, Wan Qishang was being so cagey, which meant that while the matter was important, it still hadn’t reached a truly urgent level. If it really was some life-or-death situation, and she was still hemming and hawing like this, then she was just making things hard on herself.
He took out the painting plaque and glanced at Yin Shuang inside it. Yin Shuang was still about the same as a month ago, motionless by the side of a lake.
Her silver hair had an excellent texture; it wasn’t just a plain silver. Right now it looked a bit like frosted silver, as if it were ice that had been frozen over for many years. Just one look at it seemed to make his whole mood much better. Unfortunately, her whole person was buried in that silver hair, and he couldn’t see her face.
"Yin Shuang hasn’t actually stayed by my side for very long, but this kid is still really great. I haven’t talked to her for a month now. Once she recovers, I’m definitely going to seize the chance to rope her into playing Dou Dizhu with me, then win some stuff off her. Right now she looks like a little chick inside an eggshell; who knows when she’ll suddenly hatch out. Everything just has to be slowly waited out."
Thinking idly, Yuchi sat back down on the stool, propping his forehead up with one hand, a faint smile on his face as he looked into the painting plaque.
It was a doting smile just like that of an old father.
He muttered, "She’s eaten so many of my Elixirs, how big is she going to get?"
He wiped the blood from his nose—one sentence, two meanings.
...
Within the Fifth State.
The Spirit Beast was leaping high across the sky. The female cultivator was clearly making a point of circling around some of the main big cities of the Fifth State, flying far outside of them. Right now they were sprinting quickly over stretches of wilderness. She turned her head to glance at Lu Qingyin, who was diligently practicing spoken language, her gaze quite calm.
She asked, "How’s your grasp of the languages of the Fifth State and the Third State now? We’ve already been traveling around the Fifth State for a month. We’ve only got two more months before we have to leave the Fifth State. When we reach the mountain pass, you’ll need to talk properly with people there and clearly explain our purpose."
The events that happened at the pass between the Sixth State and the Fifth State—though two or three months had passed, those things were still vivid in her mind.
She really didn’t want that sort of thing to happen to Lu Qingyin again. Otherwise, she wouldn’t offer any extra help; she’d just leave Lu Qingyin in the Fifth State and definitely wouldn’t take her out of the Fifth State toward the Third State. And the Fifth State couldn’t exactly be called peaceful.
At the end of the day, it was still just too close to the Sixth State. Lots of powerful cultivators couldn’t stand the boredom anymore and had begun drilling into the Sixth State, while many people from the Sixth State had started fleeing into the Fifth State. With this back-and-forth, the Fifth State right now was like ripples spreading across the surface of a lake.
It was no longer that calm, mirror-like stillness.
"Senior, I’ve more or less grasped some common phrases now. The language of the Fifth State isn’t all that different from ours in the Sixth State. After changing some pronunciations, it’s a bit like one of the local dialects from some regions of our Sixth State." Lu Qingyin said this sentence using the Fifth State language. Though the whole sentence came out a little choppy, she still managed to get it out.