I Can Strengthen Infinitely-Chapter 195 - 156: Six-Armed Exoskeleton, The Item Returned to Its Rightful Owner (2)
"Daoist Jiuhua praises me too much, I merely did what I ought to do," Qin Yuesheng said humbly.
The matter of the seal has been resolved. Although an unexpected evil emerged midway, fortunately, it didn’t cause any crisis. The earthen Daoist stayed behind to continue guarding the pit, while Qin Yuesheng returned to the Front Mountain with Daoist Jiuhua, ready to claim the three elixir formulas due to him.
With these three elixir formulas, Qin Yuesheng could become self-sufficient, or the Qin family could start a business selling elixirs.
In Cyan Yang City, within hundreds of miles, only the West Qi Mountain Temple has the ability to perform alchemy and is the sole supplier of elixirs, making profits exceedingly high. If the Qin family were to master the art of alchemy and start producing elixirs, selling elixirs would inevitably become the most lucrative business for the Qin family.
Daoist Jiuhua walked ahead, with Qin Yuesheng following a few steps behind. On their hurried arrival before, there wasn’t time to properly appreciate the scenery of the West Qi Mountain Temple. Now, with tasks complete, Qin Yuesheng naturally took the leisure to admire the surrounding flowers, trees, and Daoist architecture.
"Eh?"
Just then, inadvertently, the jade pendant worn by Daoist Jiuhua caught Qin Yuesheng’s attention.
It was a cloud pattern jade pendant.
"This is..." An idea sparked in Qin Yuesheng’s mind, and he quickly reached into his Celestial Demon’s waist pouch, rummaging until he retrieved a jade pendant pressed deep within it.
It was also a cloud pattern jade pendant!
In an instant, Qin Yuesheng recalled the day he accidentally entered Ten Thousand Flowers City, seeing a phrase on Youlan’s writing desk:
The valley’s orchid blooms in April, The celestial star’s brilliance falls upon the long river.
Youlan had said that the man who promised to return for her was named...
Qin Yuesheng was extremely shocked, his eyes widening: "Zhang Jiuhua!"
Daoist Jiuhua immediately halted, looking back at Qin Yuesheng in astonishment: "How does Young Master Qin know my name?"
"Are you truly Zhang Jiuhua?"
"That indeed is my name."
Qin Yuesheng hurried forward, grasping his shoulders, "Do you remember her? Do you still remember her? After escaping Ten Thousand Flowers City all these years, haven’t you found any means to rescue her from there?"
Daoist Jiuhua appeared puzzled, "I am unaware of who Young Master Qin refers to as ’her’?"
"Youlan, look at this jade pendant!" Qin Yuesheng held out the cloud pattern jade pendant in his hand to the other party.
"Youlan... I don’t know this person, but this jade pendant," Daoist Jiuhua said, surprised: "This jade pendant is an heirloom passed down from my ancestors, divided into yin and yang, lost by me inadvertently over thirty years ago, regretted ever since. How could it be with you, Young Master Qin?"
Daoist Jiuhua combined the two jade pendants with a gentle press, forming a seamless whole with a ’click’.
"Weren’t you the one who gave this jade pendant away to..." Qin Yuesheng suddenly paused, his words stopping abruptly.
He understood, at that moment, Qin Yuesheng understood everything.
After escaping from the white porcelain wall, everyone except himself, including Chen Chun, lost their memories of existing in Ten Thousand Flowers City, everything forgotten.
Perhaps due to his high spiritual attributes, Qin Yuesheng wasn’t affected by amnesia, and luckily retained those memories of Ten Thousand Flowers City.
However, Daoist Jiuhua, at the time, might not have been so fortunate.
Over thirty years ago, he must still have been an ordinary Daoist, incapable of avoiding the fate of memory loss.
This means he’d already forgotten the existence of Youlan, unaware of who she was.
And the woman’s silent waiting in Ten Thousand Flowers City over thirty years was in vain.
The one she waited for could never return for her.
Qin Yuesheng felt somewhat heavy-hearted. Youlan, to him, was a benefactor. Without her, he could never have escaped Ten Thousand Flowers City.
Before her death, Youlan’s greatest regret was not seeing the man who promised her.
Confronting this truth, it was genuinely hard to accept.
"Young Master Qin?" Daoist Jiuhua asked, puzzled, looking at Qin Yuesheng.
"Nothing, nothing," Qin Yuesheng replied with a helpless smile.
Since Zhang Jiuhua had forgotten that memory, he should forever remain so. Youlan was gone forever, and recalling Ten Thousand Flowers City and Youlan might only bring Zhang Jiuhua eternal remorse for the rest of his life.
"Earlier, when I was bargaining in Cyan Yang City, I met an old merchant who told me this jade pendant was pawned thirty years ago for necessity by a man called Zhang Jiuhua, but has yet to return for it, and he eventually sold it to me," Qin Yuesheng explained slowly. "I only called out the pendant owner’s name upon seeing you with an identical jade pendant, surprised to find it’s truly you."
"Ah? Is that so, I can’t remember anything," Daoist Jiuhua pondered, scratching his head, unable to recall when he pawned the jade pendant, a mystery veiled.
Did such a thing truly happen? A sense of emptiness lingered somewhere unknown.
Yet, none of it mattered now, returned to its rightful owner, a complete resolution.
"Thank you, Young Master Qin, for retrieving this jade pendant for me. How much did you pay for it? I’ll repay you," Daoist Jiuhua inquired.
Qin Yuesheng shook his head, "Fate is priceless, I gift this jade pendant to you."
Daoist Jiuhua led Qin Yuesheng to Daoist Qingfeng’s residence before departing, seeming exceptionally fond of the pendant, carefully fondling it as he left.
Daoist Qingfeng sat on a mat, observing Daoist Jiuhua’s departing figure in astonishment, "What’s gotten into him? He looks as if something wonderful happened."
Qin Yuesheng replied calmly, "I don’t really know either."
"Young Master Qin, these are the three elixir formulas promised by the abbot, take a look," Daoist Qingfeng already prepared, handed three envelopes to Qin Yuesheng.
On the front of each envelope were the names ’Concentration Pills’, ’Blood Supplement Pills’, ’Muscle Relaxing and Bone Strengthening Pills’, the names of the formulas.
Qin Yuesheng opened them one by one. Of course, with his insight, he couldn’t discern potential issues with the formulas, and would need to return to the Qin Mansion and have them specially refined to judge authenticity.
But Qin Yuesheng estimated that West Qi Mountain Temple wouldn’t play tricks on him with such matters, given its considerable reputation in the Cyan Yang City area.
Stowing the envelopes, Qin Yuesheng saluted courteously, "Thank you, Daoist Qingfeng."
"Oh, Young Master Qin, why thank me? I didn’t do anything. Enough talk, let’s have tea, try the West Qi Mountain tea I’ve personally grown and brewed, see how it tastes," Daoist Qingfeng gestured to the side table, beginning tea preparation for Qin Yuesheng.
Though Qin Yuesheng wasn’t keen on tea ceremony, with Daoist Qingfeng’s warm invitation, he could only comply as a guest, quietly admiring the tea brewing skills.
Admittedly, the entire tea brewing ritual, performed smoothly and elegantly, like a seasoned turtle, was truly remarkable to watch.
...
At the peak of the West Qi Mountain Temple, Huang Ting held a yellow crystal before him, enabling him to gaze unharmed at the golden Life Star in the skies.
From the surface of the Life Star, faint golden lines descended into West Qi Mountain Temple, seemingly linking the two.
Retracting his gaze, Huang Ting murmured, "The Life Star’s person holds limitless potential. If I could have West Qi Mountain Temple accompany adjacent, relying on fortune could restore this temple to its peak condition, I must protect Young Master of the Qin family well, upon the future fortune of West Qi Mountain Temple depends on him."
