50: Retreat to advance

After everyone left, the scene became quiet again.

He didn't say much, just sat back down and waited patiently.

Inside the pavilion, Qu Zhiyin had been observing the situation outside, and seeing that Mu Buyu still hadn't left, she couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

Is this little guy really that stubborn? Is Jiang Qingchen, that scoundrel, worth him doing all this?

Sigh...

She couldn't help but sigh.

This disciple understands more than his Revered Master.

Jiang Qingchen, oh Jiang Qingchen.

I really don't know if you're pretending or if you truly don't understand my feelings.

Are you even unwilling to come over and explain?

Qu Zhiyin felt a bit lost, her gaze unfocused as she looked at a poem hanging on the wall.

If two hearts are meant to be together forever, then why only for dawn and dusk?

She still remembered these two lines; Jiang Qingchen had said them when she asked him what love was.

It was from that moment that she herself fell in love.

It's just a pity that Jiang Qingchen always avoided her.

Until later, she left the Sect to search for a Cultivation method for Jiang Qingchen.

Throughout these more than a hundred years, not only did her feelings not fade, but her longing for Jiang Qingchen grew deeper and deeper.

Her return this time was also because she had calculated that his lifespan was nearing its end, and she wanted to come back to see him one last time.

She didn't expect that fate would give her another surprise.

Not only did Jiang Qingchen not die of old age, but he also unexpectedly became younger and gained two hundred years of lifespan.

But in the end... she became a tool for him to use, and he didn't even offer an explanation.

This was what she found most unacceptable!

She reached out and gently stroked the poem on the wall, her eyes unknowingly moistening.

...

Night was approaching again.

On Wudao Peak.

Jiang Qingchen had not waited for Mu Buyu to return, so he decided to go to Star Plucking Holy Land first to deal with Ye Fojian's matter.

He wasn't too worried about things here.

Mu Buyu's ability was still trustworthy; despite his seemingly gentle and weak appearance, he had a very sharp tongue that could trick people, and he was very smooth in his dealings, so there was no need to worry at all.

This time, sending him to deliver the Medicinal Pill to Qu Zhiyin would at most result in a few beatings, but it wouldn't kill him.

As for why he hadn't returned for so long, he thought Mu Buyu was probably mooching a meal from Qu Zhiyin.

Therefore, he left a note for Mu Buyu, instructing him not to neglect his Cultivation when alone and to try not to leave Wudao Peak usually to avoid causing trouble!

At this moment, outside Qingyu Pavilion, Mu Buyu didn't know that his Revered Master had left overnight.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, with stars twinkling, which was quite a beautiful sight.

He checked the time and felt that the moment was about right; he had waited here for so long, showing ample sincerity.

He stood up, spoke calmly, and called out.

"Martial Nephew, my legs are numb from waiting. There's nothing more to say, except that Revered Master doesn't have this blessing!"

"This item was painstakingly sought by my Revered Master, who repeatedly instructed me to personally deliver it into Senior Martial Uncle Qu's hands. Now it seems I, your Martial Nephew, can't avoid a good scolding.

"Since Senior Martial Uncle Qu doesn't want it, then I hope you won't regret it later!"

"Martial Nephew, I shall take my leave first!"

With that, Mu Buyu turned and left without hesitation.

But at this moment, his heart was incredibly tense.

Senior Martial Uncle, please, you must call me back!

Otherwise, I'll lose a lot of Face going back like this.

His move was called 'retreating to advance,' which was his professional strategy for fifteen years.

Inside Qingyu Pavilion, Qu Zhiyin was also hesitating at this moment, wondering whether to stop him or not.

In fact, when she saw Mu Buyu persistently waiting outside, she was already moved.

Now, hearing him say that, her heart was completely in disarray.

What did this kid mean by 'regret'?

Could it be that the item inside contained the answer she wanted to know?

Thinking of this, she was extremely conflicted.

Her heart rate quickened, she bit her lip lightly, and her hands nervously clutched the hem of her clothes, as if making a major decision.

Similarly, as he saw himself walking further and further away, Mu Buyu grew even more nervous.

He felt that if Senior Martial Uncle Qu truly didn't call him to stop, then if he shamelessly returned, Senior Martial Uncle Qu would definitely trust him even less.

Sigh.

Revered Master, oh Revered Master.

You've truly given me a difficult problem!

Just as he was losing hope, Qu Zhiyin's voice, like a life raft, rang out.

"Martial Nephew Mu, wait a moment!"

Mu Buyu immediately stopped, let out a heavy sigh of relief, and then, feigning confusion, asked.

"Senior Martial Uncle Qu, is there something you need?"

"Hmm..." Qu Zhiyin hesitated for a moment, clearly a bit nervous, and asked, "Martial Nephew Mu, do you know what your Revered Master sent?"

"I don't know. I only know that this was personally prepared by Revered Master, and he also said it must be delivered into your hands!" Mu Buyu shook his head, answering very directly.

Qu Zhiyin fell silent. This wasn't the answer she wanted. Perhaps only by opening the box herself would she know.

She said.

"I see that Martial Nephew Mu has waited all day, and your spirit is truly commendable. If I don't accept it, I'm afraid I'd be letting you down!"

"The item, bring it here!"

A rare smile appeared on Mu Buyu's Face.

It seemed his plan had succeeded.

He took out the box and held it up in the air.

The next moment, a gentle force enveloped the box, slowly drawing it into Qingyu Pavilion.

At this point, Mu Buyu suddenly said respectfully.

"Since the item has been handed to Senior Martial Uncle, I, your Martial Nephew, shall take my leave first!"

"Alright, you may go back!"

With that, Mu Buyu turned and quickened his pace to leave.

He was afraid.

Afraid that the item inside wouldn't appease his Senior Martial Uncle's anger, and then he would be disciplined.

Inside the pavilion.

Qu Zhiyin looked at the exquisite jade box in her hand, and with her delicate hand, she gently opened the lid, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly.

Inside the box, a white Medicinal Pill lay quietly, its body smooth and round, emitting a faint, enchanting fragrance.

There was also a note inside the box.

She picked up the note, opened it, and found two lines of text written inside.

"This is a Youth Preserving Pill; consuming it can restore youthful appearance and eternal youth."

After reading the note, Qu Zhiyin's delicate hand crumpled the paper.

Youth Preserving Pill...

This kind of miraculous Medicinal Pill seemed to only exist in ancient times; nowadays, no one knew how to refine it anymore.

If this Medicinal Pill were to be put up for auction, its value would be immeasurable.

After all, everyone loves beauty, and a Medicinal Pill that could grant eternal youth possessed a value far exceeding its inherent grade.

It was likely that even the Holy Land Revered Masters and Immortal Dynasty Revered Masters would fight tooth and nail for it.

She reached out and picked up the Youth Preserving Pill, her beautiful eyes filled with an unusual expression.

This kind of Medicinal Pill was probably only found in ancient ruins...

Thinking of this, her expression changed.

Could it be that Jiang Qingchen really entered ancient ruins in the future just to obtain this kind of Medicinal Pill?

But he was only in the Body Refinement Realm; didn't he know the dangers involved?

He was truly too reckless.

If something happened, what good would this Medicinal Pill do her?

Her beauty... only existed for him.

At this moment, much of Qu Zhiyin's original hatred dissipated.

Looking at such a precious Medicinal Pill in her hand, she swallowed it into her small mouth without hesitation.

She wasn't afraid that Jiang Qingchen would deceive her, and she had also learned about it from ancient texts; the characteristics and scent of this Medicinal Pill were almost identical.

The moment the Medicinal Pill entered her throat, she felt a cool sensation filling her mouth and nose. The Medicinal Pill dissolved, carrying a sweet taste that spread along her Meridians throughout her entire body.

Qu Zhiyin clearly felt a slight change occurring within her body, and her Face also had a unique sensation.

Before long,

Her skin became soft and lustrous, as white as snow, and even the tiny wrinkles at the corners of her eyes disappeared. Her entire appearance became even more beautiful than when she was young, and her temperament improved significantly.

Qu Zhiyin looked at herself in the mirror, her red lips slightly parted, and incredibly, she extended a slender, fair finger to gently caress her cheek.

This Medicinal Pill was actually so miraculous, even better than she had imagined...

Now, she looked like she was seventeen or eighteen years old.

She was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses and believed that this was reality.

"Jiang Qingchen, you truly are a scoundrel, making people both love and hate you!"

She murmured softly, "From now on, how am I supposed to Face you...?"