Yu Zijian
Her enchanting voice left Qian Rongzhi stunned for quite a while. She even smiled. "Hello!" However, she only watched from afar and did not approach her.
According to their agreement, when Li Qingshan gave Qian Rongzhi the pills and techniques related to the sect to her, Qian Rongzhi finally lost her composure.
There were nine bottles of first-rate Pills of Spring Breeze and Rain, as well as three bottles of Profound Yin pills specially prepared for cultivators who cultivated Profound Yin true qi. As for the other pills like Pills of Passion and Pills of Calming, there was no need to mention them.
However, what caught her attention the most was not these, but a book called the Method of Bewitching Heart. This was a technique specially used to bewitch people with the Method of Bewitching Heart as its foundation. Only the upper echelon of the sect had the opportunity to learn it. Regular disciples could only learn some regular techniques of charm.
The method of bewitching people was basically like adding wings to a tiger for someone like her who was skilled at controlling and manipulating people.
Li Qingshan suddenly said, "Give me two bottles of Pills of Spring Breeze and Rain."
Qian Rongzhi handed them over generously. When Li Qingshan wanted to give her two bottles of Qi Amassing pills in exchange, she waved her hand and turned him down. She said fervently, "I can draw out the others too …"
Li Qingshan cut her off. "You better think about how you're going to stay out of this!" The two grannies of the sect could not be compared to people like Zhao Liangqing. Their disappearance would definitely lead to a huge commotion in the sect, and they would become extremely careful.
Moreover, he would have to be extremely careful in his actions. If he were to face two ninth layer Aura Refining cultivators, his chances of winning would only be fifty-fifty. If he were to face the tenth layer Aura Refining Vice Sect Leader and the unpredictable Main Sect Leader, it would be almost certain that he would die.
Qian Rongzhi's smile froze. She had thought through this as well. Once the sect investigated the whereabouts of the two grannies, it would not be difficult for them to discover that she had come into contact with them. She needed to deal with them extremely carefully, so how could she take any more risks? Her plan seemed easy, but she was actually dancing on the edge of a blade.
"Thank you for reminding me, but I'm still a woman after all. I'm blinded by some petty profits and become short-sighted."
"You don't need to thank me, I'm just doing this for myself," Li Qingshan casually threw the two bottles of Qi Gathering Pills into her hands, took Little Ann with him, and disappeared into the woods.
Qian Rongzhi stared at the Gathering Qi Pill in her hand, reflecting on the gains and losses this time. She considered herself to be resourceful, ruthless, and decisive, but when it came to big matters, she showed her lack of tolerance, and could not compare to Li Qingshan.
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The distant mountains were covered with pure white snow. The sparkling snowflakes fell on the wine bowl and overflowed.
A big hand picked up the bowl of wine and drained it in one gulp.
Li Qingshan smacked his lips. The taste of the wine had faded and was now even colder. It had a different taste to it.
There was no sign of Milliped. It seemed that he couldn't wait any longer and had returned underground.
Thinking of Milliped's invitation, he shook his head and sighed. What fun could there be underground?
After drinking with Milliped so many times in the past few days, he already knew that this was an order from the Daemon Commander. If he thought deeper, it was an order from the number one Daemon King of the Green Province, the Dragon King Of The Sea.
If Milliped reverted to his original form and went to a human city, he would be a monster that could destroy a city. This arrangement was probably to maintain peace between humans and daemons.
Suddenly, a gust of wind assaulted him from the back of his head. Li Qingshan tilted his head slightly, and a snowball brushed past his cheek. He turned his head, only to see Little Ann covering her mouth and snickering.
Li Qingshan said, "Alright, don't regret it!" Before he could finish speaking, another snowball flew over. He was about to tilt his head to dodge, but the snowball also changed direction and smashed into his face, sending snowflakes flying everywhere.
A white prayer bead flew back into Little Ann's hand.
Li Qingshan wiped away the snowflakes on his face and widened his eyes. "I'm angry!"
Little Ann stuck out her tongue and fled out of the cave. Looking back, just as expected, Li Qingshan had caught up. He bellowed out, "Great Snowball technique!"
The drifting snowflakes all gathered in Li Qingshan's hand, condensing into a huge snowball several feet in diameter. He pushed it towards Little Ann.
"Hyah! Hyah! " The carriage driver waved his whip and urged the horses on, pulling the carriage over the snow. He was dressed in the uniform of the Proud Sword manor. He was Yu Shukuang's trusted disciple, the gentle young man who was often sent to deliver things. His name was Yu Lian.
The carriage turned around a forest and saw a manor surrounded by snowy mountains.
The carriage stopped at the entrance, and Yu Lian said, "Master, we're here."
A swordsman with a full beard alighted from the carriage. He held his chest high and raised his head in an extremely impressive manner. He was Yu Shukuang. His face was beaming, and he wore red silk robes. Only when he arrived at the entrance did he bow slightly. He knocked on the door gently rather nervously. "Is great hero Niu here?"
Suddenly, he heard a strange sound. He pressed his ear against the door and listened carefully. The sound grew closer and closer.
Rumble!
"Oh no!" Yu Shukuang used his movement technique and flew up. A huge, white ball smashed through the vermillion door, brushing past his feet and rolling down the mountain.
Yu Shukuang was still shaken. If he had been hit by that thing, he would have lost half his life. However, that thing seemed to be a snowball. However, he had never seen such a large, tough snowball before.
Li Qingshan stood in the courtyard and saw Yu Shukuang from afar. He called out loudly, "Great hero Yu, why have you come?"
Yu Shukuang went up in a hurry and bowed. He looked around and was stunned. There were traces of the huge snowball rolling past everywhere. A corridor had been destroyed, and a few of the woodshed in the east had collapsed.
"W- what are you doing?"
"I'm having a snowball fight!" Li Qingshan grabbed Little Ann by the collar. "I'm showing this girl power!"
Little Ann's seaweed-like, curly hair hung down. She said nothing obediently. She basically seemed rather timid. However, Li Qingshan knew that she was afraid of strangers the most. Once she was in front of outsiders, she would become very quiet.
Yu Shukuang shivered. The Tiger Butcher really was violent! He had actually thrown such a huge snowball at such a cute child. If it struck, she would die. Yu Shukuang was afraid of persuading him otherwise. He even began to hesitate about his original plan.
Li Qingshan asked, "What are you doing here?"
Yu Shukuang gritted his teeth and fished out an invitation from his sleeve. He had invited Li Qingshan to attend a banquet in the Proud Sword manor at noon the next day to celebrate Yu Zijian's breakthrough to the innate realm and becoming a Qi Practitioner.
Li Qingshan asked, "Has your daughter returned?"
Yu Shukuang said, "Not yet. She'll probably be here tonight."
"Then congratulations!" Li Qingshan asked Little Ann, "Do you want to go?"
Little Ann looked at Li Qingshan hesitantly, as if she was trying to guess what he was thinking.
Li Qingshan said, "Then I want to go!" It had been quite some time since he had taken her out for a walk. He said to Yu Shukuang, "Alright, I'll go. However, I don't want to expose my identity, so arrange a private room for me!"
Yu Shukuang was overjoyed. He agreed in a hurry.
At noon the next day, the light snow had just cleared up. However, not a single piece of snow had accumulated on the outdoor square of the Proud Sword manor. The disciples of the manor had swept it clean. Lanterns and streamers decorated the entire place. Everyone was in high spirits.
To the people of the jianghu, the four great joys of life probably could not even compare to the joy of breaking through to the innate realm. Breaking through to the innate realm represented entering a brand new world, possessing unimaginable possibilities.
Perhaps power and wealth were just fleeting, but longevity was what everyone yearned for. A high level Qi Practitioner could even live for over two hundred years.
Yu Zijian had become a Qi Practitioner, so the status of the entire Proud Sword manor would rise with her. Regular disciples like them could all benefit as well. And, although Yu Zijian was Yu Shukuang's beloved daughter, she did not possess the arrogance of a young miss at all. Not only was she kind to regular disciples, but she also liked to uphold justice and uphold justice. The people of Salt Mountain city all praised her.
When a person like that received the blessings of the heavens, others would always feel happy for her from the bottom of their hearts.
However, there were also many young disciples who secretly sighed in sorrow, cutting off the possibility of becoming the son-in-law of the Proud Sword manor. Perhaps the story of a rich young lady marrying a poor boy could be repeated a few times in real life. However, Qi Practitioners would never marry a regular person.
"Sect master Liu, you've come. Please come in, please come in!" Yu Shukuang personally stood at the entrance of the hall to receive the esteemed guest. As he faced his fellow members of the martial arts society, he was so complacent that he almost raised his head to the sky.
Yu Zijian sat in the main seat in the hall with some discomfort, accepting everyone's congratulations. She saw the various renowned figures of the martial arts society and uncles greet and congratulate her. She found it extremely strange. As it turned out, becoming a Qi Practitioner was actually such a good thing.
When the banquet was about to begin, Yu Shukuang excused himself to everyone and took Yu Zijian to the back.
"Father, where are we going?"
Yu Shukuang said, "I'm taking you to see an esteemed guest. You have to be a little more polite when the time comes."
Yu Zijian was rather confused. Earlier, when she wanted to be polite, Yu Shukuang would not even let her. He insisted on her maintaining her bearing as an innate master. Just who was it that could make her father treat her so seriously?
In a dimly lit room with all the windows and doors shut, Yu Zijian saw an extraordinarily tall, sturdy figure. He wore a huge, conical bamboo hat on his head, and there was a bamboo basket beside him. An extremely sumptuous banquet was laid out before him.
Yu Zijian could not sense the presence of a Qi Practitioner or even a cultivator, but it did not diminish his dignified bearing at all. She became slightly more solemn.
Yu Zijian said, "This is … great hero Niu Er!"
"Pfft!" Yu Zijian's seriousness immediately collapsed.
"Damned girl, don't laugh!" Yu Shukuang barked. He was afraid that she would anger Li Qingshan.
Before he could say anything, Yu Zijian said apologetically, "Great hero Niu, I'm not laughing at you. Please don't take offense!" She also found it very inappropriate to laugh at someone else's name to their face, but the contrast earlier was just too great, so she could not help herself.
Li Qingshan's impression of Yu Zijian was limited to the girl in violet beside Hua Chenglu. Now that he heard her speak, he took quite a liking to her. He studied her.
Her hair was not adorned with pearls or jade. Her fine, black hair was tied into a thick bun, with two strands draping down her cheeks. It made her seem even more clear and beautiful. She was still dressed in bright violet clothes, with a deep violet sash around her waist, accentuating her unique, slender waist.
Moreover, her bearing was natural and gentle, and her words were light and casual. Although it had not reached the level of love at first sight, she was still a cute young woman that moved his heart. Just looking at her made him feel refreshed.
There was a saying that those who could hear the sound of a hairpin falling through a curtain, yet they did not think about it, were either foolish or intelligent. Fortunately, I'm between foolish and intelligent.
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