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Chapter 51: Gift List and Greeting Letter
There suddenly came a flustered knock on the door.
A young disciple of the Red Dragon Sect ran in to report, “There’s someone from the Golden Phoenix Manor asking to see the Medicine King Xianzun. This is the list of gifts.”
Song Qingshi almost spurted out the sweet soup in his mouth. He looked uneasily at Yue Wuhuan who had a gloomy expression on his face.
He wanted to swear, right there and then, with Heaven as his witness, that he truly had nothing to do with that damn sect! And he didn’t want to have anything to do with them at all!
However, the Golden Phoenix Manor was a very famous sect in the immortal realm. The disciples of the Red Dragon Sect have not seen much of the world. Seeing the piles of gifts, they were shocked and frightened. How could they possibly think this matter over? They directly ran to report, tacitly confirming that the Medicine King Xianzun was staying in their sect as a guest. The gift list and the greeting letter were delivered to him. From the very start, they gave him no chance to make an excuse to shirk this visitation.
With a cold expression on his face, Song Qingshi glanced at the gift list. Each of the many exotic flowers and rare herbs on it sent jabs to his heart, causing it to be unbearably itchy.
No! For the little angel’s sake, he must firmly reject this group of garbage!
Song Qingshi, heart aching, returned the gift list, pretending not to have even looked at it. Striking the table in anger, he said, “No, I won’t see them!”
Yue Wuhuan glanced at the greeting letter and said, “There’s no harm in seeing them.”
Song Qingshi’s angry face instantly broke. He turned his head and looked at Yue Wuhuan in disbelief…
Yue Wuhuan took the gift list from the Red Dragon Sect disciple. He looked at it, and smiled. “They’re here already. So, we need to clarify the situation, right? You can go to prepare a meeting place. Can we use the reception pavilion?”
When the Red Dragon disciple saw that they had accepted the greeting letter and the gift list, he repeatedly agreed and left in a hurry.
“Why do you want to see those people?” Song Qingshi was anxious, pulling on Yue Wuhuan’s sleeves. He asked, rambling, “They’re all beasts. I hate them. I just can’t beat them now. When I can, I’ll burn that broken place…”
“Master, please rest assured,” Yue Wuhuan opened the greeting letter and said with a smile, pointing to the name. “The person who came is not Jin Feiren, but the slave named Bai Zihao. No, he should have already gotten rid of his slave status. He is the treasure at the very top of Jin Feiren’s heart. In the secret realm of Extreme Flame, Jin Feiren was bitten by a Flame Wolf in order to protect him. It is said that they will officially be Doaist companions in a few days.”
Song Qingshi felt that this name was familiar. After thinking about it for a long while, he remembered that this was the young man in white clothes he had seen in the Langgan Terrace.
The Blood King Vine wrapped around his wrist once again, acting like a spoiled child, swaying to and fro.
“He’s not a bad person.” Yue Wuhuan said with a smile, “Master, go and see him ba. I’m curious about what he wants.”
Song Qingshi had absolutely no resistance against the little angel’s requests. He had to agree even though he was unwilling…
Yue Wuhuan tidied up the messy hair on his head and cast two cleaning spells on his vestments. He managed his appearance to have the dignity befitting the Medicine King Xianzun.  He then eagerly urged him to go to reception pavilion to receive the guest. He himself then quietly had a Blood King Vine follow quietly behind him, investigating the situation.
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Song Qingshi went to the reception pavilion feeling aggrieved. He then assumed the bearing he had whenever his experiments got interrupted. He sat on the armchair with a displeased expression on his face, impatiently tapping the table with his fingers, hoping to convey his meaning that he didn’t want to listen to any nonsense.
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Although he was beautiful, he looked as if he had no sort of unwillingness towards life…
Jin Feiren regarded him as his true love. From being a slave to the Doaist companion of the Lord of the Manor, it could be said that he had reached heaven in a single bound. He was the envy of the entire immortal realm.
Song Qingshi felt there was something strange about it and felt a bit uneasy.
Knowing that he didn’t like it when people went around curves and skirted corners, Bai Zihao respectfully bowed and asked directly, “I heard that the Medicine King Xianzun has obtained the water spirit orb from the Ten Thousand Year Water Monster. Golden Phoenix Manor would like to ask for one. May we know if you would be willing to part with this treasure?”
In addition to making Clear Water Powder, the water spirit orbs could also heal and suppress fire-attribute injuries with extraordinary effect.
Bai Zihao had a water-type spiritual root. However, he didn’t directly ask for the Clear Water Powder but for the Water Spirit Orb. Obviously, he wasn’t asking for it for himself, but for Jin Feiren, that garbage beast.
In his heart, Song Qingshi was mad with rage but couldn’t think of what to scold. And so, he simply walked away.
Bai Zihao knew that he had an eccentric personality and behaved differently from ordinary people. He never thought that he would be able successfully receive the water spirit orb right away. He retreated and went to stay in the nearby town, planning to spend a few more days to slowly wear him down. He was good-looking, was better-tempered then most, was rather sociable and was quite generous with his money. He had already won over several of the foolish disciples of the Red Dragon Sect who frequently tipped him off. Time and again, he would have ‘chance’ encounters with Song Qingshi.
Song Qingshi was very responsible when it came to taking care of his patients. He had to make sure that their condition was stable and was into the recovery stage before he let go.
Yan Yuan Xianjun wasn’t some particularly talented cultivator. He had already lived quite a long life and his physique wasn’t good. In addition, he had a variety of past hidden diseases whose effects on his body had accumulated. Therefore, he suffered relapses of his condition. Song Qingshi decided to stay for a few more days for the sake his Way of ‘Giving Everything I’ve got to Teach my Apprentices’. He would make sure his condition would not be harmful to him before leaving.
Now, Bai Zihao was pestering him so much, it made him want to leave…
Song Qingshi went to find Yue Wuhuan to grumble, “That animal Jin Feiren should already know that you’re my disciple, shouldn’t he? How is it that he still has the face to come looking for me to ask for the water spirit orb? Wuhuan, don’t worry. I’ll never give it to that bastard! No matter how much he begs, he…”
Yue Wuhuan suddenly said, “Give it to him ba.”
Song Qingshi hadn’t taken in a breath yet and was almost choked to death once again. He hurriedly pulled over the kind-hearted little angel and took on the manner of a loyal minister advising the fatuous and self-indulgent emperor and adamantly remonstrated, “Wuhuan, you must not repay evil with good.”
“That wasn’t my intention.” Yue Wuhuan realized that he had misunderstood and explained quickly, “Jin Feiren deliberately sent Bai Zihao to ask for the water spirit orb. Bai Zihao…had the same background as I did. Not only do I have no enmity towards him but I even have a bit of friendship. He is a kind-hearted person. He has pleaded for me and sent me medicine, so I don’t feel any ill-will towards him.”
Song Qingshi was stunned for a moment, “But, he’s asking for Jin Feiren.”
“If he goes back without managing to receive the water spirit orb, he will most certainly be punished.” Yue Wuhuan smiled coldly and said, “Jin Feiren takes delight in punishing people and he lot of fancy ways to do it. He won’t take pity just because he’s his partner. Master must have also discovered the scars on Bai Zihao’s neck and wrists? If you use a mental probe, there should be more on his body. That’s why he has no choice but to ask for it. Otherwise, an unbearable situation might be waiting for him once he goes back.”
Song Qingshi didn’t understand: “Doesn’t Jin Feiren like him. Aren’t they going to be Daoist companions?”
Shouldn’t you place your Daoist companion in your heart and protect them well, not allowing them to suffer even the slightest grievance?
Yue Wuhuan smiled, “Jin Feiren treats those he likes, like him and those he doesn’t, like me.”
The difference between the two was simply being defiled by one person and being defiled by many.
Song Qingshi now understood. He was thoroughly disgusted by this animal. He didn’t know what to say and felt a little nauseous.
“There is no need to bother about him. He is just a pitiful man who can't help himself.” Yue Wuhuan thought of the sheepskin he kept on his own body. When he talked about Bai Zihao, he showed just the right amount of pity. But his analysis was extremely rational. “Injuries in the secret realm of Extreme Flame can be cured even without the use of a water spirit orb. Only that it will be very troublesome and it will be very painful. Jin Feiren sending over Bai Zihao who used to be on good terms with me to bring these generous gifts in exchange for medicine, is to express his goodwill. Since we currently are no match for Golden Phoenix Manor, we might as well accept these generous gifts and respond with sincerity so as not to increase the misunderstanding…”
Slaves sent out from Golden Phoenix Manor being favored and gaining better prospects did happen on occasion. However, no matter how much they toss about, being that they were of mortal origin, they could never create any big waves and they have never brought any trouble. The Medicine King’s Valley has always stood aloof from worldly affairs, which made Yue Wuhuan even more unworthy of being paid much attention. However, Yue Wuhuan’s movements during these past few years really have been too big, making him hard to ignore.
Although for the sake of his Master’s safety, Yue Wuhuan had endured not touching any of the Golden Phoenix Manor’s matters.
However, Jin Feiren still had some suspicions about the Medicine King’s Valley. His coming to ask for medicine now must also be a test of Song Qingshi’s attitude towards him.
If they don’t deal with it well, it will bring no end of trouble in the future.
Song Qingshi calmed down. He understood the situation behind this matter. But he just wasn’t reconciled…
If you aren’t reconciled then you must work hard and turn grief and indignation into motivation.
“When we get back from this trip, I’ll stop the drug trials that I had originally planned.” Song Qingshi took a deep breath. He decided to temporarily abandon his hobbies and study more important things. “I’ve thought over the “Nie Clan’s Poison Scriptures”. The Flower Dove Poison and the Black Death Butterfly both have a lot of room for improvement. I want to try to make a poison that can kill a Fen Shen cultivator. You’ll be helping me…”
He must carefully study toxicology and kill that beast Jin Feiren to avenge Yue Wuhuan!
“Okay, I’ll help you. This time, on the way to Nanhai City let’s buy some Poison Flood Dragon Grass.” Yue Wuhuan looked at him fuming with anger. He couldn’t help poking and teasing, “Master, don’t be angry. This isn’t something worth taking to heart. I’ll give him the water spirit orb for you. After all, we are acquainted with each other and have been apart for so many years ago already. I want to have a little chat with him.”
Golden Phoenix Mountain Manor was far less important than the Medicine King’s Valley and hatred was not as important as the objective he had immediately at hand.
He had something to ask that foolish young man.
…
Song Qingshi was completely uneasy about Golden Phoenix Manor. Although Bai Zihao seemed harmless, there were still many masters who came with him to protect him. Yue Wuhuan said that Jin Feiren should have specially arranged it so that there weren’t any disgusting persons he recognized from before among them. But what if there had been a fish that slipped through the net?
He was determined to follow and protect him. He wasn’t going to leave even if he was beaten to death!
This wouldn’t work if Yue Wuhuan catches him so he decided it to would be best to wait in town.
Bai Zihao lived in the courtyard where they had lived a while ago, so he was not hard to find.
Song Qingshi was sitting on a nearby tree. While staring dazedly at the clouds, he used his mental probe to check on Yue Wuhuan’s safety. After a while, his attention was pulled back by a hubbub of voices.
It was dusk, near sundown. The villagers who had worked all day were making their way home, talking and laughing. The cowherd boy sang love songs and flirted with the girl who had returned from lotus picking. Then the girl smiled and slapped his face with a lotus flower. Two village women quarreled by the river, throwing rude and obscene words but it didn’t take long for them to inexplicably reconcile.
Song Qingshi secretly memorized a few of their curse words, thinking they might come in useful when he scolded the Alaskan Malamute in the future.
On the low bank of earth between fields, a farmer was happily carrying back a wild deer. He kept calling out to his friends. “This is game I picked up at the foot of the mountain. Bring some good wine and food tonight. None of us are going home until we’re drunk.” All of his friends were overjoyed and they kept greeting him with cheers. They kept reaching out their hands to stroke the fat deer.
Song Qingshi looked at the deer and was surprised.
He immediately jumped off the tree and rushed to the vicinity. He snatched the deer over, called up the Red Lotus Fire and burned it to ashes.
The farmer looked at him as though he had seen a ghost.
Song Qingshi stuttered and explained, “This, you can’t eat, you can’t touch…”
Before he could finish his words, the farmer scrambled to flee.
Song Qingshi hurriedly grabbed the farmer. The Underworld Ghost Fire rose in his hand and wound around twice before he let the farmer go.
The farmer wet himself from fright. He wept bitterly and kept kowtowing, “I pray for Immortal Elder to spare my life.”
Song Qingshi was a little anxious and all his words were once again stifled in his chest. He didn’t know how to say it. He turned the matter a few times in his mind, organized his words and prepared a draft. By the time he could explain the matter clearly, the farmer was already fleeing. The surrounding villagers also fled.
“This deer… died after eating poisonous weeds. Its fur and meat are highly poisonous…”
“I just want to detoxify you…”
“Don’t be afraid, I won’t hurt you…”
Song Qing stood dazed by the side of the road. Facing the empty road, he said words that no one could hear.
He stood for a long, long time, thinking for a long, long time. He then sent out his mental probe and controlled countless insects.  At the foot of the mountain, he found the grasses with that familiar toxin. He cleared it away and then inspected the surroundings…
Finally, he returned to the tree and quietly looked at the clouds in the sky.
The clouds were really pretty.
He kind of missed Yue Wuhuan and felt a little sad…