The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 259 - 161: The Attack
The refining work must begin immediately.
He instructed Ning Xiaoxian, "During the time I’m in seclusion, do not make any sudden moves. Consult Qiongqi about everything; I have already informed him." After saying that, he glared at Qiongqi.
The tiger on the Pill Furnace shivered, clearly recalling how the Lord Divine Monarch had "instructed" him, and immediately nodded and bowed to show loyalty, "Rest assured, my lord, I will take good care of the lady, not a single hair will fall! In half a month, I will return her to you just as she is!"
I am a person, not an object, what does "just as she is" mean? Ning Xiaoxian’s face turned red, unable to help herself, she kicked it. This damn furnace, its words are too hateful!
Changtian, not reassured, gave her another instruction: "Remember, do not stir up trouble, let’s discuss everything when I’m out!" Alas, he felt he was becoming more and more nagging.
She nodded vigorously, "Yes! Definitely, definitely!"
Originally, Changtian meant for her to wait for him inside the Water Mansion until he emerged from seclusion before setting out. She agreed wholeheartedly, so Changtian closed his eyes in peace, sealing the entire bottom level of the God Demon Prison.
During the seclusion period, he could not sense anything from the outside world.
Originally, she thought she could spend several days just eating and sleeping like a rice bug, but on the fifth day, the old turtle sought her out.
He divined for her, finding that her journey was "perilous yet promising." She already knew that danger is always lined with a sliver of opportunity; did she really need him to tell her that? She scorned the idea.
However, he also reminded her that while Ning Xiaoxian could continue to stay here until Changtian’s seclusion ended, she would miss a great opportunity. The pros and cons of which she would need to weigh herself. But when she asked what exactly was "great," the old turtle was vague again.
Thus, the most annoying species is the "fortune-teller," always enigmatic and pretending to be mysterious! She thought, grinding her teeth.
In fact, she had wrongfully blamed the Turtle Immortal. She was not from this world, and her destiny was almost impossible to predict, so even though Fengtian Prefecture was powerful and full of talents, they couldn’t find anyone who could ascertain her whereabouts and fate. The Turtle Immortal already found during the divination that something was interfering with the Heavenly Mechanism, casting a veil over her future, making it incomprehensible. Yet, even with his abilities, he couldn’t lift this delicate veil.
This realm of matters, needless to speak to her about. Her current strength was feeble, and knowing would only add to her worries. The old turtle irresponsibly shrugged off his shoulders after conveying the divination results and left her to fret alone.
To go or not to go? Ning Xiaoxian was conflicted.
With Changtian in seclusion, and Wen Liangyu staying here in the future, it meant she was deprived of a sharp danger sensor and two wise advisors. Qiongqi was too unreliable, mostly unhelpful. If she set out now, she would largely have to rely on herself for the next dozen days.
But if she did not go, though her life would be safe, she would miss the "great opportunity" mentioned by the Turtle Immortal. She knew her own curious and greedy nature; if she didn’t go this time, she would probably beat her chest and stamp her feet in regret every time she thought about it in the future, just like Changtian said, it would foster a Heart Demon.
After much thought, she sighed—
To hell with it, fortune favors the bold, let’s risk it!
She consoled herself that this was to avoid fostering a Heart Demon by setting out early. As for how Changtian would rage after waking up, she subconsciously ignored that detail.
After bidding farewell to the Turtle Immortal and Wen Liangyu, she left the secure Water Mansion. The return journey was smooth; with Tusk’s Divine Power clearing the way, the Water Clan yielded, and hardly anyone dared block her path.
Once ashore, which way to go? The old turtle was vague, only suggesting she head towards "Yunxiao Palace," then no more information. Truly unreliable, she sighed.
The Five Great Lakes were close to Qingjing Mountain, the residence of Yunxiao Palace; probably a two-day ride on a fast horse would get her there. She saddled up the red horse before entering the water, letting the horse graze freely. But this good horse was bought for 300 taels of silver and was well-trained; when she whistled sharply, the horse came galloping from behind a small mound not far away.
This place was seldom frequented, and no one had come to steal the horse over these days.
She rode towards Qingjing Mountain for a day. The road was barely traveled, and she felt the lush vegetation and wild grass gradually blinding her eyes. In some places, it was necessary to dismount and walk through grass taller than a person. This is where traveling with a merchant team came in handy. Then, naturally, someone would be wielding a large machete to clear the path ahead, saving her the trouble.
