The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 740: The Joy of a Cultivator_1

After lunch, Li Qing set off with Jing Yan and Zi Ling.

The three, much faster on foot than by car, selected some rarely visited places and, while enjoying the scenery and playing with the water, made their way towards the Nine Truth Palace. They walked at an easy and leisurely pace, feeling more relaxed and free than if they had been driving.

From time to time, Jing Yan used her ability to shorten the distance to help Li Qing and Zi Ling along.

This, Li Qing considered, was one of the very apparent benefits of being a cultivator; stepping out the door without any limitations. As long as you were willing to lift your legs, a hundred miles could take just a couple of hours.

And that was just for someone at the level of Li Qing and Zi Ling. For someone at the realm of Jing Yan and Xuan Chen Zhenren, Li Qing didn’t even dare to imagine how fast they could move.

They stopped and went, played and frolicked, and even visited a few small scenic spots along the way. Just as the sky began to darken, they arrived at Jiuling Mountain, almost as if they had timed their arrival perfectly.

In the early winter season, even famous mountains and temples like this had few tourists.

When Li Qing and his companions headed up the mountain, they encountered only a scattering of people, who seemed like villagers from nearby who had come to offer incense.

Without the bustling crowds of tourists, the immortal aura of the Nine Truth Palace, a famous mountain and temple, became more evident. From afar, the rosy clouds enveloped the golden peaks, and the majestic Nine Truth Palace seemed grounded in this earthly world, yet somehow not of it, creating an ethereal mirage-like sensation.

"I don’t remember there being a sect like the Nine Truth Palace back in my day, but looking at this atmosphere, it has the presence of an ancient and prestigious temple. It seems that in these hundreds of years, a lot has changed, and even the Cultivation World has undergone huge transformations," Jing Yan murmured softly.

Li Qing nodded and said, "My master mentioned something about this before: the ’scarcity of Spiritual Energy’ and such. Anyway, it seems the Cultivation World is no longer what it used to be; it could even be described as in decline."

"I have sensed this feeling for a long time now. Most sects have some foundations, so even if the Spiritual Energy is thin, they wouldn’t necessarily decline. I wonder about the resources in the world today. Without the necessary resources for cultivation, the decline of the Cultivation World is perhaps inevitable," Jing Yan commented.

Li Qing fell back a step and shook his head, "I’m not very clear about it either, but the resources definitely aren’t as abundant as before. My master, even in this era, should be considered skilled. Yet, to find an ordinary life-saving treasure for my sect brother, it seems he has found nothing."

"Elixirs like the Supreme Rejuvenation Elixir and treasures with similar effects are difficult to find," Jing Yan shook her head and said. "They can’t be considered ordinary resources. After all, even in my era, they were hard to come by."

With that, she also fell back a step, dropping half a pace behind Li Qing.

"Yan’er, you walk in front," Li Qing had no choice but to say when he saw this.

"I can’t walk in front of my husband," Jing Yan shook her head and replied.

Zi Ling, who was following right behind Jing Yan and not sure how to proceed with these two, glanced sideways at Li Qing and said to Jing Yan, "Sister Yan, he wants to look at your figure. Just walk ahead."

Jing Yan paused, a hint of shyness suddenly crossing her face, "My husband should have told me earlier. Since my husband wants to look, I’ll walk in front. Zi Ling, you should come forward too."

Li Qing chuckled, pleased. Zi Ling really understood him, and Jing Yan was truly obedient.

How could he miss the chance to admire their graceful figures on such steep stone steps?

Zi Ling walked somewhat reluctantly to the front and, as she passed by Li Qing, gave him a subtle glare.

Li Qing’s lips curled into a mischievous smile—didn’t this little girl forget about this morning’s cries of desperation, calling for her ’husband’ who couldn’t go on?

Jing Yan wore a straight-necked ruqun, exuding elegance even while climbing a mountain, though there wasn’t much to see.

But Zi Ling’s black leggings were quite the sight to behold.

As she ascended the stairs, her charming and attractive silhouette and shapely, round rear truly had the appeal to captivate hearts and minds.

But it seemed she got uncomfortable with Li Qing’s gaze, her walking posture becoming increasingly awkward.

Suddenly, she stopped, squeezed up next to Li Qing, and snapped, "Stop looking, what’s there to stare at anyway!"

"I’m just admiring your glorious beauty," Li Qing said with a smile.

Zi Ling surreptitiously pinched Li Qing, "What more is there to look at, it’s wet."

Li Qing was taken aback, "Have you become so sensitive now?"

"Can’t I feel where your gaze falls? Your eyes are almost drilling into me, how could I not react at all? No more looking, I’m going to walk behind you," Zi Ling said fiercely, surreptitiously touching her behind.

"It’s fine if it’s wet, just change clothes later," Li Qing said with a laugh.

"Put away your sleazy thoughts. We are going to your Sect, do you think it’s appropriate for me to change clothes as soon as I enter?" Zi Ling said irritably, "Luckily the pants don’t seem to be drenched through yet. Otherwise, do you want me to die of embarrassment?"

"Was my gaze really that obvious?" Li Qing asked somewhat incredulously.

Jing Yan suddenly stopped and turned around, "Indeed, it’s quite obvious. The more powerful the cultivator, the keener their senses; they can even use this to gauge the strength of someone spying on them. You only looked at me three times just now, and with merely a fleeting glance. Is my silhouette not pleasing to the eye?"

"Sister Yan, that’s because you’re covered up too well, he can’t see anything," Zi Ling said with annoyance, "If you dressed like me, his gaze would definitely be fixed on you. Why didn’t I think to change into another outfit today?"

"Is that so, husband?" Jing Yan asked in astonishment.

Li Qing laughed and nodded, "Zi Ling has really got a firm grasp of what I’m thinking—it’s indeed the case."

"The husband should have given a heads-up. If you want to look, I can wear these indecent leggings too," Jing Yan said with regret.

This remark made Zi Ling immediately feel a bit displeased, "Sister Yan, it’s not indecent, it’s fashion. Nowadays, women like to show off their figures, and almost everyone wears these kinds of pants."

"So it’s an indecent trend," Jing Yan said with a smile, "In the past, the world did have a brief trend of revealing the chest and back, but if pants were worn like this, one would end up in a pig cage."

"Sister Yan, on this point, I really think you should adopt the local customs; it’s quite easy to accept, actually," Zi Ling persuaded.

Jing Yan shook her head, her gaze tenderly falling on Li Qing, "If the husband wants to see, I would consider wearing them, but normally I would definitely not wear something like this outdoors. In my view, whether it’s a Liuxian skirt or a ruqun, or even a mamian skirt, they all look better than those pants of yours."

Zi Ling instantly felt somewhat hurt; it seemed she had been frowned upon.