83: Chapter 83 The Dark Days of Going Astray in Qi Cultivation

He changed the subject and asked with feigned concern: "However, I noticed you Fellow Daoists searching the mountain in such a rush in the middle of the night. Did you encounter some tricky trouble?"

The male Disciple heard this and looked speechless: "Don't even mention it! We ran into a crazy person who had nothing better to do tonight."

"He had nothing better to do and actually beat our guards up!"

"Beating them up would be one thing, but he actually used a Tier 2 Spirit Sealing Talisman to tie them up!"

"That's a life-saving trump card worth over thirty Spirit Stones!"

"To use such a precious Talisman just to beat someone up for venting, and then just pat his butt and leave after finishing."

"I've been cultivating for so many years, this is the first time I've seen someone with such a hole in their brain!"

Jiang Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he could only dryly laugh and brush it off:

"Haha... then this person is indeed quite bored."

The male Disciple cupped his hands: "I have a mountain search mission to attend to, so I won't delay you two from resting. Farewell."

Jiang Xuan was supporting the person on his back and couldn't return the gesture, so he could only nod in acknowledgment: "Safe travels, Fellow Daoist."

Jiang Xuan carried Song Lianyin all the way to the flat open space where the spirit boat had landed yesterday morning.

He found a fairly level and clean bluestone, carefully placed Song Lianyin down, and let her sit against the stone wall.

Song Lianyin tightened the large green robe on her body, lifted her peach-blossom jade face, and shyly pursed her red lips:

"Thank you for your care all the way, Young Master Jiang."

Jiang Xuan sat down casually beside her, smiling faintly at the night wind:

"When out and about, helping each other is only right. No need to be so polite."

Just then, a crisp prompt sounded in his mind:

[Song Lianyin Favorability + 10]

[Song Lianyin Immortal Fate activated, current favorability: ten.]

[First Meeting: First encounter on the immortal path, meeting like old friends, a glimmer of light appears (0-20).]

Jiang Xuan raised an eyebrow, his gaze falling involuntarily on the face of the woman beside him.

The moonlight spilled through the gaps in the leaves, shining on her pale yet alluring cheeks.

He pondered secretly, no wonder the System had specially warned about the irreversible influence of choices earlier.

If he had walked away directly just to save some Spirit Pill or because he found it troublesome, this Immortal Fate would likely have been completely severed.

At this moment, although Song Lianyin's external injuries had been stabilized by the Medicinal Pill.

But the Qi Deviation had damaged her foundation; the Qi in her body was dried up, and her Divine Sense was weak to the extreme.

She forced herself to sit for a while, and her eyelids began to fight uncontrollably.

Before half a cup of tea, her body leaned to one side, her head rested softly on Jiang Xuan's shoulder, and she fell into a deep sleep.

A scent mixed with a young woman's natural fragrance and a faint smell of blood rushed towards him.

Jiang Xuan felt the softness and warmth coming from his shoulder. He did not move, but just calmed his mind, closed his eyes, and let her rest against him like that.

The next morning, the dawn broke.

The spirit boat from the Tingfeng Town chamber of commerce tore through the clouds on time and landed on the open space.

Jiang Xuan paid enough Spirit Stones, carried the still-sleeping Song Lianyin on his back again, and stepped onto the deck for the return journey.

The spirit boat slowly ascended, breaking through layers of cloud seas.

Jiang Xuan stood by the railing, feeling the moist cloud Qi rushing towards his face.

Recalling his experiences in the Ascension Valley over the past two days, he couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.

Although he had dramatically taken the championship of the Foundation Establishment martial arts competition by relying on the suppression of his high-level Cultivation Technique.

But in the final analysis, this was just showing off in the circle of Loose Cultivators.

If he were to face those orthodox Sect Personal Disciples with deep foundations and heavy treasures, the outcome of a battle at the same level would really be uncertain.

The road is long and arduous; his own Qi Refining Stage 9 cultivation is still far from enough.

While he was pondering, a slight movement came from behind him.

Song Lianyin had woken up.

She slowly opened her eyes and found herself lying on a broad, warm back. Beside her ears was the whistling sound of the spirit boat breaking the wind, and below was the vast sea of clouds.

Feeling her thighs being steadily supported by a pair of strong hands, a blush instantly flew onto Song Lianyin's cheeks.

She could not circulate her Qi now, and her body was so limp that she couldn't exert any strength; she was even weaker than a Mortal woman.

If Jiang Xuan were someone with ill intentions, even if he stripped her naked and bullied her right now, she wouldn't even have the strength to bite her tongue and commit suicide.

But this man before her not only spent a fortune to save her but also protected her so thoroughly.

A warm current rippled in the bottom of her heart.

Song Lianyin gently pressed her cheek close to Jiang Xuan's ear, her warm breath spilling onto his neck, her voice as soft as water:

"Young Master Jiang... I, this burden, have really caused you trouble."

Jiang Xuan turned his head, his peripheral vision catching her alluring side profile, and he smiled faintly, his voice mellow and gentle:

"Miss Song, just rest at ease. Right now, getting your body healthy is more important than anything else."

A simple sentence smoothed out all the panic and unease in Song Lianyin's heart.

[Song Lianyin Favorability + 3]

She responded obediently, her eyelids becoming heavy again, and before long, she fell into a deep sleep again, lying on Jiang Xuan's broad back.

At this time, Tingfeng Town, Yunyou Shop.

The noon sun shone warmly on the bluestone street.

An Luoling was wearing a beautiful purple dress, seeing a Loose Cultivator who had finished buying Talisman paper out the door, with a just-right, quiet smile on her face:

"Safe travels, Fellow Daoist, come again next time."

After the guest had walked far away, she did not immediately turn back into the room.

Instead, she folded her fair and smooth little hands in front of her, standing at the door with a dignified posture.

A pair of clear, moist purple eyes stared straight at the end of the street.

She watched for a long time, but didn't see even half a familiar figure.

Only then did she sigh softly, her long eyelashes drooping, and her eyes were full of unspeakable longing and concern.

Not until a new guest appeared did she hurriedly collect her thoughts and put on a smile again to greet them.

All morning, she had been doing this repeatedly.

Whenever she had a little free time, she would look at the door, hoping that the figure would suddenly appear at the street corner.

When there were no guests in the afternoon, An Luoling leaned against the counter, watching the few white clouds drifting across the sky outside the door, and her thoughts drifted far away.

She remembered that dark period of her Qi Deviation.

At that time, her consciousness was trapped deep in her spiritual platform, surrounded by crazy, rampant stray thoughts and baleful Qi.

Her Physical Body was completely out of control, and she became foolish, like an infant without an awakened mind, needing someone to serve her.

Her sister A Xiang stayed by the bed day and night, her eyes red from lack of sleep, wiping her body while wiping away tears.

She could sense her sister's despair deep in her spiritual platform.

She could also feel the helplessness of Senior Sister Bai Yuan when she came to see her after being injured.

She wanted to speak up to comfort her, wanted to wake herself up, but she couldn't even move a finger.

Just when An Luoling thought she would be a useless person for the rest of her life, or even have her Divine Soul destroyed in pain.

Her sister suddenly ran back with red eyes, holding a clear heart pill that was entirely dark blue.

Relying on that precious Medicinal Pill, she finally suppressed the stray thoughts in her spiritual platform a little, and barely regained control over her Physical Body.

But to fully recover, it would take at least a few decades of quiet cultivation.

But a few days later, her sister brought back a second clear heart pill, as well as Medicinal Pills for solidifying the foundation and nourishing the essence!

When she fully woke up and learned that the one who saved her life was the young immortal who was willing to sell Medicinal Pills to Mortals at a reduced price, the shock in her heart was beyond measure.

Her sister would sit under the oil lamp every night, chattering in her ear with a face full of tenderness.

Saying how handsome that immortal was, how easy-going he was to others, and what kind of high moral character he had, asking for nothing in return.

From that time on, a tall and perfect shadow was deeply imprinted in An Luoling's heart.