Longzang

Chapter 826 Favor
"It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!" Wei Yuan arrived just in time.

He first helped Shangguan Qianmo up, who was lying face down on the ground unable to move, calmed the rooster that was about to go berserk, and then carefully pulled Shangguan Qianmo's natal immortal sword out of the rooster's beak.

There was a beautiful hand gripping the hilt of the immortal sword, refusing to let go. Wei Yuan comforted the little rooster while continuing to pull, finally managing to pull the sword-wielding fairy out intact. Nothing was missing, except that she was wet and sticky all over.

Wei Yuan had to be extremely careful. During the process, he could clearly feel the little rooster intending to peck him hard, not for any other reason than the unpleasantness of having its food stolen from its mouth. The little rooster also seemed quite greedy for the human Dharma Image, but fortunately it was able to resist, though saliva was constantly drooling from the corners of its mouth.

This was the first time Wei Yuan had ever heard of chickens drooling. He didn't know if other chickens could do it, but the young rooster certainly could.

Wei Yuan placed Shangguan Qianmo's sword-wielding fairy back into her body, and she finally regained consciousness and slowly woke up. However, after waking up, she felt that something was wrong with her whole body, and her dharma form carried a different kind of scent.

To be precise, it tastes like chicken.

After she fully woke up, she saw Wei Yuan, struggled to stand up, turned her head and looked around, and saw the bright red little rooster in the tree again.

Shangguan Qianmo clasped his hands in a fist salute to the little rooster and said in a deep voice, "I, Shangguan Qianmo, have learned a great deal from your guidance today, senior! The Sword Palace will certainly repay you in the future!"

The little rooster sneered, saying, "I've met several immortals, and every single one of them has been extremely polite to me. Do you think I'd be afraid of your Sword Palace? I've already shown mercy with my claws, so don't be ungrateful! Otherwise, just for insulting me to my face just now, I wouldn't be wrong to strike you dead with lightning!"

Shangguan Qianmo coldly replied, "Today, my skills are inferior to yours, so I have nothing to say. Farewell!"

She then asked Wei Yuan, "Great Realm Lord Wei, may I leave alive?"

“Of course, why not? We have no grudges. Although you trespassed into Qingming first, you are still a member of the Sword Palace. Making a mistake is not a mistake, right? However, the wind and rain are quite strong now, and the road is slippery. In order to avoid any further accidents, I will escort you out.” Wei Yuan was very solicitous.

Shangguan Qianmo endured Wei Yuan's sarcastic remarks and silently followed him away.

As soon as she left, the herb garden immediately became lively. Xiaoyu felt two heavy, mountain-like gazes fall on her. When she looked up, she saw the little rooster looking her up and down.

Although Xiaoyu was fearless, the memory of the little rooster drooling over Shangguan Qianmo's image sent a shiver down her spine. At this moment, Shaoyang Xingjun was hiding deep within her sea of ​​consciousness, not showing himself at all. How could Xiaoyu not understand why?
He quickly bowed and asked, "What are your instructions, senior?"

The little rooster ignored him and turned to the Farmer Master, saying, "Add three bags of rice later!"

"No problem!" Master Chuhe agreed on the spot. After the little rooster flew away, he suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted.

Only then did he realize that there was only so much spirit rice that could catch the little rooster's eye, and it was freshly harvested every day, so there wasn't even a single grain of extra.
Master Chuhe leaped to his feet, not even having time to wipe the blood he had just spat out, and shouted to those around him, "You lot, don't just stand there watching the show, everyone come and join in!"

He moved nimbly and was full of energy; he showed no signs of being half-dead.
A space that was originally empty suddenly became distorted, and seven or eight cultivators fell out of it in one go. Bao Yun was completely confused and did not understand why her hidden space had suddenly failed.

The group was in a sorry state when they fell out, but they were already standing in their positions when they landed. Each of them had a different pose, but they were all cool and sexy, looking down at the world as if they were entitled to be there, and that everything that happened here had nothing to do with them.

Ji Liuli first spread his hands and said, "Don't look at me, I'm so poor I have nothing."

Feng Tingyu then pulled out a small bag of white jade from somewhere and said, "These are my snacks, all I have left. The chickens should like them."

The Master Chuhe happily accepted it, saying, "This has saved my life! It's just a little little... Ouch!"

He almost dropped the small bag of jade buns, his hands trembling. It was only the size of a melon, a transparent bag, yet it weighed several thousand kilograms!

"Is this a steamed bun?" Xiaoyu couldn't help but ask.

Feng Tingyu nodded and said, "Spirit rice is too troublesome to eat, so I ground it into powder, steamed it into rice flour buns, and then shaped 100 catties into one bun, which I eat as a snack."

Xiaoyu then realized that, judging by the amount of food consumed, she had no reason to lose.

Sun Yu and Xu Henshui both contributed some spirit seeds and pills, while Yu Zhizhuo took out a bag of insect pupae, which he said he had found while mining underground. They were said to have amazing spiritual energy and were probably not ordinary. Yu Zhizhuo kept only four and contributed the rest.

Finally, it was Bao Yun's turn. She possessed many treasures, including quite a few suitable for feeding chickens, which she also brought out. With everyone pooling their resources, they finally managed to gather three bags of rice. The Master Chuhe expressed his deepest gratitude, but everyone's expressions were somewhat strange, as if they all understood something, yet no one spoke of it. Only Xiao Yu remained oblivious.

After the donations were collected, the cultivators of Taichu Palace dispersed in all directions. Master Chuhe was busy feeding the chickens, so he didn't keep Xiaoyu.

Xiao Yu took the medicinal herbs and flew towards Yong'an City. At this moment, Shao Yang Xingjun appeared and flew alongside him.

After a moment of silence, Shaoyang Xingjun said, "It has been a long time since you descended to earth, and the world has changed so much. We must be careful at every step. By the way, why do all of you members of the Taichu Palace carry recording stones with you?"

Xiao Yu said, "Not everyone, look at me, I don't have any..."

Shaoyang Xingjun glared at Xiaoyu and said, "I think it's better to be prepared."

Xiaoyu nodded after a moment and said, "That's true."

At the edge of the azure sky, Wei Yuan stopped and said, "I'll escort you here, Fairy."

Shangguan Qianmo said quietly, "Lord of the Realm, you've recorded quite a few more image stones, haven't you?"

"How could that be?" Wei Yuan asked with utmost sincerity.

"I don't understand why your palace is targeting me like this?"

Wei Yuan said, "The sect has its own stance. We are still good friends in private, and I will always remember the kindness that Sword Palace has shown me."

Shangguan Qianmo stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me!"

Wei Yuan looked bewildered: "What do you want?"

"The photo stone."

Wei Yuan's expression turned helpless: "I really don't have any. How can I give it to you?"

Shangguan Qianmo's eyes were filled with suspicion, while Wei Yuan exuded righteousness. In the end, Shangguan Qianmo gave up and flew away on her own.

Wei Yuan watched her figure disappear into the distance before returning.

Back at the Yong'an City Lord's Mansion, Xiao Yu found Bao Yun already waiting for him. Xiao Yu sat down, took a sip of tea, and said with a wry smile, "Aren't you all tired of putting on such a grand show?"

Bao Yun smiled and played with the teacup with her jade-like fingers, saying, "It's quite fun. Besides, it will make Wei Yuan owe us a favor. Why not?"

This answer clearly surprised Xiaoyu. She said, "He's willing to owe so many favors just to keep me here?"

Bao Yun sighed softly and said, "That guy can be smarter than a ghost when he's being clever, but he can also be incredibly stupid when he's being foolish. However, this time, everyone is doing you a favor, and on the other hand, they really don't want you to leave."

Xiaoyu was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "I won't leave."

As soon as Wei Yuan returned to the Immortal City, he immediately went into the mortal realm to continue calculating the second orbit. Just then, a thin stream of fortune descended from the sky and landed in the mortal realm.

Wei Yuan is now receiving sporadic bursts of luck every moment, but although this aura is thin and sparse, its essence is blue with purple undertones, and it is surrounded by seven-colored immortal charm, which is extremely extraordinary and unprecedented.

Wei Yuan didn't know where this aura came from; it seemed to be a combination of the characteristics of Dharma Form, Imperial Landscape, and innate immortal spirit.

Wei Yuan immediately retrieved it and applied it to a problem that had been troubling him for several days. Sure enough, it was easily solved, and he guessed correctly. Wei Yuan was quite satisfied. Indeed, solving difficult problems was not enough with just low-level luck; one needed a higher rank to solve them.

(End of this chapter)