Chapter 1043 - 482: Master’s Misunderstanding; The So-Called Marriage Proposal

Ten Thousand Medicines Celestial City is grand in scale,

with a complex structure inside.

Simply put, it’s divided into three main regions.

The first is the Suspended Cliff Ant Market, which is exactly where Chen Ye and his apprentice are located.

Here, Overseas Loose Cultivators gather, along with a large number of mortals thriving.

Though considered a suspended cliff, it doesn’t refer to digging holes on wild cliffs to create nests. Instead, it points to this area being on the city’s outermost edge, near a cliff, sprawling downward in layers alongside the neatly planned outskirts of the Immortal City.

"Oh... Master, what’s under that cliff? Could it be another Celestial Abyss?"

The little girl asked curiously.

"No, the land beneath the cliff is still the mundane world, just another county."

Chen Ye chuckled softly, patiently explaining to his adorably naive apprentice:

"The so-called cliff originally marked a terrain boundary in Yan Nan Yan. A thousand years ago, the mountains here were lofty and continuous, home to a major city of the Songyang Sect. But then a war erupted, and several Nascent Soul True Monarchs powerful enough to shape the cosmos battled here, severing the mountain range, thus forming today’s abrupt cliff. Thus, the Ten Thousand Medicines Celestial City was rebuilt on the ruins of that old grand city."

"Wow... Nascent Soul cultivators are really amazing, not only can they create Celestial Abysses, but also Heavenly Cliffs!"

Qing Jun listened, astonished, forming an exaggerated half-circle with her small hands.

If only she were that powerful, she wouldn’t need to cater to her master’s mood!

Like on the Flying Boat earlier,

she could boldly demand of her master: "Hey! Taoist Chen, come over and hold Qing Jun, use your Spiritual Power to cool Qing Jun down!"

With this in mind,

the girl couldn’t hold back a giggle.

Chen Ye squinted, suspecting the girl’s laughter was filled with mischief, casually asking:

"Qing Jun, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing! Qing Jun isn’t thinking anything!"

The little girl was startled, her earlier proud ambitions quickly drowned by her master’s gaze.

Imagine if her master discovered she had internally called him Taoist Chen, she would surely face severe reprimands!

Jin’er glanced at the girl pretending to be calm and said softly:

"Perhaps Senior Sister is imagining that when she becomes the majestic Qing Jun True Monarch, capable of cutting through ten mountain ranges with one sword, she could justly have Master hold her like an ice cube, never having to roll around the deck like a slippery eel again. Oh... and maybe even command Master to do some not-so-nice things."

The voice was soft and gentle.

But to Qing Jun, it was no less shocking than a thunderclap.

"You you you... what nonsense are you babbling!"

Qing Jun stammered in refutation,

"Qing Jun is not someone who betrays their master!"

"Senior Sister, don’t be angry. I just made a reasonable inference."

Jin’er lowered her eyelashes, looking demure and faultlessly charming, yet her words were utterly relentless,

"After all, on the Spiritual Ship throughout the journey, aside from gazing at the birds outside the clouds, Senior Sister spent all the remaining time clinging to Master. If she hadn’t drifted to the days of True Monarch’s prestige, how else would she have been smiling so broadly she nearly drooled?"

"Pfft—"

Chen Ye almost couldn’t hold back his laughter.

Honestly, it really seems like one thing overcomes another.

For such a mischievous girl, Jin’er should teach her a lesson.

"Jin’er! Are you itching for trouble!"

Qing Jun couldn’t tolerate it any longer!

This annoyingly mischievous junior sister,

always exposing her in front of the master!

No way,

revenge must be taken!

It must be big revenge, significant revenge!

Qing Jun squinted, gazing at her sister dangerously.

The junior sister remained closely beside Master, her plain long dress flowing elegantly in the wind, highlighting her gentleness and purity.

She was already exceptionally beautiful, her black hair flowing like ink, cascading over her delicate collarbones; as her eyelids lowered, her long lashes cast a faint shadow on her fair cheeks, making anyone who sees her believe she is the most obedient, least worrying child.

"Hmph... That naughty junior sister always undermines Qing Jun in front of Master."

The little girl mused to herself,

"Then don’t blame Qing Jun for embarrassing you in front of Master, hehe... don’t imitate that wicked woman Qin Jiaming’s apologetic act!"

Thinking thus, Qing Jun grinned at Jin’er, flashing her pearly white teeth.

"Hm?"

Standing properly beside Chen Ye, focusing intently, Jin’er suddenly felt a jolt in her heart.

Strange...

What wicked scheme is Qing Jun thinking again?

"Alright, you two little girls, stop glaring at each other in the street. Let’s find a place to settle down first."

Chen Ye watched the two kids bickering and found it amusing, so he spoke up to mediate,

"Where we are heading is the second region of this Ten Thousand Medicines Celestial City."

"This region is called the Celestial Street Nine Districts."

Leading the way ahead, Chen Ye explained to his apprentices walking behind him.

The four of them followed the main road of the outskirts up, the surrounding scenery becoming broader. Passing through a gate guarded by elite disciples of Medicine King Valley, the Celestial Street Nine Districts suddenly came into view.

Though it was already night, the sky above Celestial Street was illuminated by numerous Glazed Spirit Lamps, brightening the entire long street like an immortal city that never sleeps.

Foreign merchant brigades established dazzling treasure halls here, and even many Overseas Loose Cultivators with unique skin tones traveling the East Sea trade route rented permanent lodgings in this place.

Moreover, the Mao Family,

had sent people to the Celestial Street Nine Districts half a year ago, both to gather Spiritual Medicine for Chen Ye’s Alchemy and to sell Pills.