Zuoqiu Feng was lounging languidly on a lounge chair, taking small, occasional sips of Spirit Wine from the glass in her hand. Chi Yu was nestled in her arms, and every so often, silvery laughter would bubble up from the pair.
anwhile, Guo Chuanzhi sat bolt upright to the side, his expression as grim as still water.
"Junior Martial Uncle Zuoqiu."
Yang Jing stepped forward and bowed, then glanced at Guo Chuanzhi. ’Why is this woman still at the Northern Army Governor’s Mansion?’
Guo Chuanzhi could only say helplessly,
"After the Sect Elders learned that you defeated Zuoqiu Ye and were promoted to a True Disciple but were unwilling to return to the Sect, they ordered Junior Martial Uncle Zuoqiu to protect you until your term of office ends and you return to the Sect."
After learning this, he had made a swift decision to stay at the Northern Army Governor’s Mansion as well. He feared that Yang Jing, being young and impetuous and having had little contact with Female Cultivators, might be bewitched by Zuoqiu Feng’s beauty and spirited away to the Noble Lineage.
"Yang Jing, you’ve already switched to cultivating the Tai Shi Five Elents True Talisman Scripture so quickly."
Zuoqiu Feng was a Golden Core Cultivator, after all, and also cultivated the Tai Shi Five Elents True Talisman Scripture. Since Yang Jing wasn’t intentionally hiding his aura, she could see the Five Elents Spiritual Charm surrounding him with a single glance.
"I must thank Junior Martial Uncle Zuoqiu for the Cultivation Technique."
Yang Jing felt a headache coming on. ’If Zuoqiu Feng keeps watching like this, how am I supposed to trade with Wei Ying? While I was in seclusion, Wei Ying sent several ssages through the Communication Mirror, saying he had a lead on the Star Core and that I absolutely must hold on to the Array Banners for the Seven Illusions of Celestial Demon Array.’
"No need to be so polite. Just call Zuoqiu Feng."
Zuoqiu Feng’s eyes curved into crescents. She used her Magical Power to levitate a wine glass, fill it with Spirit Wine, and send it flying into Yang Jing’s hand.
Guo Chuanzhi, who was at the side, coughed repeatedly and imdiately shot to his feet, on high alert.
"Junior Martial Uncle Zuoqiu, we must not disregard the Sect’s rules! How can he address you by your honored na?"
Zuoqiu Feng shot him a sideways glance and flung another wine glass into his hand. The cup was imbued with Giant Power, forcing Guo Chuanzhi back several steps before he could steady himself. Yet, not a single drop of the Spirit Wine inside spilled.
"Speaking of which, I hadn’t even noticed. Yang Jing, not only is your own Talent extraordinary, but your ability to teach a disciple is just as impressive. For soone so young, Chi Yu’s foundation is surprisingly solid."
As she spoke, she poured a cup of wine for Chi Yu.
Chi Yu, like a little hamster, stuck out her tongue and began to lap rapidly at the wine. The next mont, a chill ran down her spine.
She glanced timidly at her Master, then reluctantly put the wine glass down.
"Junior Martial Uncle Zuoqiu, Chi Yu is still young. It’s not appropriate for her to drink."
Yang Jing beckoned, and like a wilted vegetable, Chi Yu left Zuoqiu Feng’s side and stood next to Yang Jing with her shoulders slumped.
A flicker of surprise crossed Zuoqiu Feng’s eyes. She was both a woman of the Zuoqiu Family and a Golden Core Cultivator in the Sect. Countless people wanted to curry favor with her. With a re beckon of her hand, countless people would want to beco her disciple.
She never expected that this little girl, Chi Yu, who looked to be only two or three years old, would unhesitatingly abandon her and return to her Master’s side after just a single glance from Yang Jing.
"It’s just a fruit wine brewed with water from the Jade Fall Cold Spring. One only drinks it for a taste; it won’t get you drunk."
Gaining a deeper understanding of Yang Jing’s charisma, Zuoqiu Feng smiled coolly.
"Yang Jing, since she is your disciple, why teach her the unorthodox Black Death Seven Tribulations Scripture instead of the Five Talisman Scripture?"
When she recognized that the dainty little Chi Yu was cultivating the notoriously fierce Black Death Seven Tribulations Scripture, her mind had nearly short-circuited. ’The contrast is just too great.’
"She just has more Talent for the Black Death Seven Tribulations Scripture."
Yang Jing didn’t want to say more on the matter of Cultivation Techniques. He was inwardly astonished. ’The Noble Lineage is truly extravagant, using water from the Jade Fall Cold Spring to brew wine. This Spiritual Spring is not only rich in Spiritual chanism, but it also has the effect of purifying Magical Power.’
He glanced at the wine glass in his hand and passed it to Chi Yu.
The Magical Power cultivated through the Black Death Seven Tribulations Scripture was indeed powerful, but its greatest flaw was its lack of purity. This Spirit Wine brewed with water from the Jade Fall Cold Spring was perfect for her to drink.
"My apologies, Junior Martial Uncle Zuoqiu. I was being presumptuous."
Chi Yu delightedly picked up the wine glass. With her Master’s permission, she gulped it down in a few mouthfuls, finishing all the Spirit Wine in the cup. A blush imdiately rose on her chubby-cheeked face, her eyes glazed over, and she looked dazed.
"Speaking of which, my Zuoqiu Family has the complete version of the Black Death Seven Tribulations Scripture in our collection. It’s the original copy that our ancestor found on the Black Death Ancestor after slaying him."
Zuoqiu Feng said with a beaming smile.
The Cultivation Techniques in the Nine Heavens World were as innurable as the stars. If she hadn’t seen the complete version of the Black Death Seven Tribulations Scripture in the Zuoqiu Family’s library, she wouldn’t have been able to tell at a glance that Chi Yu was cultivating it, nor that her comprehension of the technique was so profound.
"If you agree to one request, I’ll give you the complete version of the Black Death Seven Tribulations Scripture. As far as I know, the Black Death Ancestor was the creator of this Cultivation Technique, so there shouldn’t be a more authentic version in the entire world than the one in my family’s collection."
The Black Death Ancestor was a Cultivator from the Central Continent. He had a warrant out for his arrest there for killing people to advance his cultivation, so he fled to the Western Continent. He attempted to establish a sect there but was annihilated by the Six Sects, and the disciples he had taken in the Western Continent scattered to the four winds.
’To think that it was an ancestor of the Zuoqiu Family who had slain him back then.’
Yang Jing had already been worried about a follow-up Cultivation Technique for Chi Yu. Now that a solution had presented itself, he felt a surge of joy. ’Even if Zuoqiu Feng’s request is outrageous,’ he thought, ’I can always find another way to obtain the complete version from the Zuoqiu Family in the future.’
"And what might that request be?"
"That would be to let Chi Yu beco my goddaughter. What do you think, Yang Jing?"
Zuoqiu Feng watched Yang Jing, the light dancing in her beautiful eyes as she spoke.
Guo Chuanzhi’s eyes widened, stunned by Zuoqiu Feng’s thods. ’These won from the Noble Families are truly sothing else. She’s so calculating! One is the godmother, the other is the master. Doesn’t that instantly close the distance between them? It even creates a certain... unspeakable intimacy.’
Yang Jing’s expression turned grim. ’If possible, I really don’t want to get entangled with the Zuoqiu Family. Besides, with Chi Yu’s current Cultivation, it will be a long ti before she reaches Foundation Establishnt Perfection. I have more than enough ti to obtain the Cultivation Technique from the Zuoqiu Family.’
Zuoqiu Feng was incredibly perceptive and saw Yang Jing’s refusal in his eyes at once. She stretched languidly, showing off her graceful curves.
"Nephew Yang, you really can’t take a joke. I’ll send a ssage for my family to bring the Cultivation Technique over. I’m tired; I’ll go rest now."
As soon as her voice faded, Zuoqiu Feng turned, leaving Yang Jing with only the sight of her elegant, departing figure.
Yang Jing rubbed Chi Yu’s head. The little girl was busy licking the wine glass with great relish.
"Senior Brother Guo, do you have any idea what this Junior Martial Uncle Zuoqiu is really after?"
He really couldn’t understand why Zuoqiu Feng would go to such lengths to ingratiate herself with him.
Guo Chuanzhi picked up his wine glass with a complicated look in his eyes and took a sip.
"I don’t know either. All I know is that before Zuoqiu Feng reached Foundation Establishnt, her life in the Zuoqiu Family was extrely difficult."
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