Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses - Chapter 513 - 490: Daoist Qian Yuan
Chapter 513: Chapter 490: Daoist Qian Yuan
This is a river that is seven or eight zhang wide and stretches endlessly.
At the location corresponding to the stone tablet, a foot-wide black sunken crack appears in a region perpendicular to the river’s flow.
The black color is due to the excessive depth of the depression, which doesn’t allow light to refract into the naked eye.
The flowing river water does not submerge this long crack.
Instead, it flows from the top down in this three-foot depression, and then climbs back up from the bottom, continuing the flow.
But it never covers this gap, making it seem as if the river has truly been sliced into two parts.
In other areas of the river, the water flows naturally without any difference from other rivers of the world.
Such a phenomenon that defies natural laws startled Lou Yi.
Here, he couldn’t sense any aura of magic or traces of an array.
“Could this truly be the work of a Grandmaster of this world?” The faint arrogance Lou Yi had from being a worldly person completely vanished.
“If martial arts can achieve this, perhaps I can learn from it…”
Just then, he overheard Wang Yukai and his old servant whispering not far away.
“Young master, we don’t have much food left, and our finances are tight. Why not leave him here?”
“…Forget it. If we leave him now, he can hardly move and doesn’t have a penny. He might starve to death.”
“There are many who starve to death in this world. His identity is unclear, and it’s better not to get too involved.”
“Many do starve, and I can’t help them all. But since I’ve encountered him, I can’t just ignore him; as the saying goes, a gentleman has compassion when seeing another’s plight.
If funds are insufficient, then sell some of the items in the box…”
“How is that possible? The items in the box are your betrothal gifts, young master!”
“The marriage agreement was decided by my father twenty years ago. The other party is now a respected scholar-official and might not even acknowledge it…”
After a brief argument, the old servant reluctantly complied and took Lou Yi along as they left.
Wang Yukai continued to act normally towards Lou Yi, showing no abnormality.
“It seems the so-called legendary sword family has also declined.” Lou Yi thought to himself.
He noticed at first glance that the blue brocade Wang Yukai wore, though initially vibrant, had several faded edges and seams upon closer inspection, indicating years of use.
The reason Lou Yi continued to follow Wang Yukai was partly because their destination was in the south, aligning with his own path.
Also, his own cultivation was heavily suppressed, making movement rather inconvenient.
However, after half a day with Wang Yukai, Lou Yi felt much better.
His Qi Cultivation had recovered to the fourth layer, and Martial Arts Cultivation had reached the Great Cycle Level.
Moving around wasn’t as difficult as before and was almost the same as a normal person’s.
Of course, returning to his peak state of 3.5 times the speed of sound couldn’t be achieved in just a day or two.
“Screech!”
The hawk in his mind regained some vigor, continuously circling and flying around in his consciousness.
“Brother Wang, what is your purpose in heading south?” Seeing Wang Yukai become somewhat silent and occasionally distracted, Lou Yi asked.
“Ah, it’s a long story.
When my father was young, he took a huge risk to save a chivalrous hero.
Moved by this, the hero decided to betroth his newborn daughter to me, uniting both families.
I’m heading there to find the hero and fulfill the agreement made back then.”
“That’s a joyous occasion, congratulations to you, young master Wang!”
“Heh, I’ve heard that hero has become a famous local scholar-official, keeping many retainers, making our family’s status even more divergent.
They may not fancy me, and a broken engagement is not out of the question!”
Hearing this, Lou Yi realized the source of Wang Yukai’s worries.
In his past life, he had heard numerous similar stories, and they were not surprising.
So, Lou Yi said, “If they break the engagement, it would be their loss.
But I can teach Brother Wang a trick to avoid humiliation.”
“Oh, what method?”
“Brother Wang can prepare a divorce paper in advance. If the scholar-official’s family breaks the engagement, you can announce divorcing their daughter on the spot.”
“That…seems a bit harsh, doesn’t it?”
“If they don’t abide by the agreement and break it, why talk about benevolence and righteousness?”
“You do have a point.”
“After handing over the divorce paper, Brother Wang might also declare fiercely: ’The river shifts every thirty years; don’t underestimate the poor youth!’”
“That sounds pretty good!”
After conversing with Lou Yi, Wang Yukai’s mood lightened, and he smiled more frequently.
However, Lou Yi noticed that the old servant driving the cart seemed to look at him with increasing hostility.
Soon, the carriage reached Wang Yukai’s destination, an ordinary city in Qing Kingdom called Dan City.
“Sugar-coated haws, freshly made, with a sweet and sour taste that refreshes your mouth after a bite!”
“Steamed dumplings, freshly out of the oven in Dan City, with thin skin and large filling, steaming hot. Would you like a basket, sir?”
“Savory tofu pudding, a century-old recipe from the Li Family, a bowl fills your stomach for the day!”
As the carriage entered the city, the bustling life atmosphere filled the air.
Wang Yukai and his servant rented a place to stay at an inn, parked the carriage in the backyard, and took Lou Yi along.
“Expensive, so expensive, fifty wen for a room! Dan City’s prices are really high!” The old servant complained while glancing at Lou Yi with dissatisfaction.
Despite this, the trio rented one room.
Lou Yi, not accustomed to sharing a bed with another man, declined Wang Yukai’s invitation and prepared to sleep on the floor.
In the room, there was only an old Eight Immortals Table with a darkened oil lamp on it, without any matching chairs.
The bluish stone tiles were a bit faded, some missing, and the environment wasn’t good.
On the room’s wall hung a black-and-white ink painting depicting a gaunt elderly man wearing a Daoist Robe, holding a horsetail whisk, with a kind and smiling face.
The lower right corner had small characters: Daoist Qian Yuan.
Seeing this, Lou Yi was startled.
Noticing Lou Yi’s gaze, Wang Yukai couldn’t help but say, “Brother Lou is also looking at Immortal Qian Yuan.
In the last dynasty of the Chen Kingdom, during the end of the royal court, thirteen lords fought for the world while demons ran rampant.
If not for Immortal Qian Yuan assisting the founding emperor to defeat these lords and eliminate the demons, there wouldn’t be three hundred years of peace in our Qing Kingdom!
Rumor has it that Immortal Qian Yuan was a reincarnation of a star from the heavens, sent down specifically to help the founding emperor build the kingdom.
Although he later retired, in the hearts of us common folk, his status is no less than that of the founding emperor. Many families even have his memorial tablet displayed!”
Listening to this, Lou Yi thought to himself: “Could Daoist Qian Yuan be related to the Qian Yuan Small World or the sect’s Elder Qian Yuan?”
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