Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 499 Seeking the Path 9
Baoxiang City remained as bustling and prosperous as ever, with its exotic charm captivating Qin Feng's attention.

Wei Xi, who followed along, had no time to appreciate the sights; she was a little nervous—the numbers in her field of vision had changed on the way there.

This means that Wei Xi has once again lost one option, leaving her with only two paths.

Even when the number changed from "three" to "two," Wei was eating, and without any warning, she missed the opportunity.

"Why have you been so nervous lately?" Taking the exquisite pendulum clock from the vendor wearing a small hat, Qin Feng casually said, "This thing isn't anything special, but its design is unique. Why aren't you interested at all? Are you tired?"

Wei Xi shook his head slightly, explaining that he was thinking about Master Han's instructions and didn't want to waste time.

The box that caused the trouble is currently lying in Qin Feng's Qiankun bag.

It was still Han Su who personally gave the instructions before departure.

However, this time Wei Xi was more cautious and asked if there were any precautions to take when storing the item.

“Wei Xi is very thoughtful, so it’s fine to tell you. This thing is called a Mingjing (明镜), a kind of magical tool used to find the eye of a mirror. However, mine was passed down from my master, and the material is somewhat special.”

“It’s rare for Shi Que to ask for help, and I can’t refuse. But my health is deteriorating day by day, and I really can’t make the trip.” The fish on the white of Master Han’s eyes slowly swayed its tail, and there was a hint of self-mockery in his tone. “In addition, I can’t bear to lose face. It would be embarrassing to see an old friend. So I’ll trouble you to make the trip.”

Wei Xi believed that Master Han had no intention of harming her and that she was truly unaware of the strangeness of the secret realm. That's why she felt at ease letting two cultivators with low strength hand over the magic weapon.

But Wei Xi now has no choice but to think deeply about this.

"Although the Mirror of Light is a magical artifact, it is complicated to make. Shi Que is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, so why does he specifically want to borrow Master Han's?"

"Besides, the more advanced the magic weapon, the more demanding it is to use. Lian Gouhan just touched it randomly back then, how did it send all three of us into the secret realm?"

Wei Xi, who was shopping with Qin Feng and acting as his bag carrier, thought to himself, "If I could exchange a few words with Elder Shi Que before he dies, perhaps I could explain these issues."

Unfortunately, Elder Shi was still on his way. Wei Xi was trying to adjust the flow of time when he turned the corner and ran into an acquaintance.

It turned out to be Feng Xiaotian, dressed in red. This kid was leading a junior disciple of the Wanfa Sect, chasing after the parade floats to watch the dancers on them.

It needs to be clarified here that Feng Xiaotian is not a lecherous person. It's just that the dances popular in Baoxiang City are extremely entertaining, and even passing dogs watch them with great interest, let alone the young cultivators who meditate and cultivate all day long.

Qin Feng, in high spirits, also joined in the fun, pulling Wei Xi along with the procession moving forward with the floats. They bumped into several children in Taoist robes.

Although Feng Xiaotian often offended people with his words, Wei Xi understood his personality—he let him and Qin Feng exchange a few blows, and the two groups mingled together.

"So the Qingcheng Sect has someone like you!" Feng Xiaotian, who had been slapped several times by the defendant, exclaimed in admiration. "I was blind before! I was very rude!"

Qin Feng said cheerfully, "Fellow Daoist, your hand seals are excellent, but your words are not quite right. It should be said that we became friends after our fight!"

“This fellow Daoist is right!” Feng Xiaotian said with a smile, “Why don’t you two find a tea shop with us to rest? Baoxiang City is great everywhere, except for the hot and dry weather. Even the oasis can’t compare to the northern frontier. Let’s have some tea and chat!”

“Fellow Daoist’s hospitality is too kind to refuse, but our sect elders have ordered us to deliver a message to the elders of the Huai Xin Sect, and we cannot delay.” “Then you must come with us!” A junior disciple behind Feng Xiaotian interjected, “They haven’t arrived yet; if you two go, you’ll only find them empty-handed!”

“Right,” Feng Xiaotian slapped his forehead, turned around and instructed, “Junior brother, go back and tell them that two fellow Daoists from the Qingcheng Sect have already arrived. Tell the innkeeper to prepare rooms in advance to avoid any chaos!”

The young disciple acknowledged and ran back to report. The remaining three then invited each other into a teahouse.

After exchanging names, Qin Feng and Feng Xiaotian chatted enthusiastically, with Wei Xi occasionally chiming in with a word or two, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

"Why does Fellow Daoist Wei seem so unenthusiastic?" Feng Xiaotian took a sip of tea. "Could it be that the tea isn't to your liking?"

"Xiao west isn't usually a talkative person," Qin Feng added, "but with the long journey these past few days, it's no wonder she's a bit tired."

Feng Xiaotian bluntly stated, "From what I hear, Fellow Daoist Wei's words do not seem to come from his throat, but rather as if he is speaking with the aid of external force? Could it be that he has some hidden ailment?"

"Fellow Daoist Feng, watch your words!" Qin Feng said angrily upon hearing this, "This is Xiao west's private matter!"

Wei Xi waved her hand to indicate that she didn't care—she knew about Feng Xiaotian's "problem"; besides, Feng Xiaotian had lent a helping hand many times, and was considered a close friend in her eyes, so she naturally showed him more tolerance.

Realizing he had misspoke, Feng Xiaotian quickly said, "Although I have joined the Wanfa Sect, my ancestors for several generations were in the Dingxin Sect. Through my upbringing, I can be considered a medical cultivator. If I can help Fellow Daoist Wei, it would be a good opportunity for us to become friends."

Finally, Feng Xiaotian added, "Fellow Daoist Wei, you are still young, you mustn't develop the habit of avoiding medical treatment!"

Wei Xizhen's suspicion that Feng Xiaotian's unconventional approach to specializing in techniques was purely due to Feng's parents' concern that his loose tongue would worsen the already precarious doctor-patient relationship.

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng flew into a rage, pointing at Feng Xiaotian and stammering "you" for a long time, unable to utter a single word.

Wei Xi said helplessly, "I was born mute, it's not that I'm against getting treatment."

Even so, Feng Xiaotian insisted on taking Wei Xi's pulse. According to him, what good doctors could be found in that poor, remote place of Xizhou? For healing and saving lives, one had to consult cultivators; for difficult and complicated cases, one should seek out the Dingxin Sect!

"You..." After a moment, Feng Xiaotian said awkwardly, "It really is a disease you were born with..."

Wei Xi was not surprised by the result and smiled to indicate that he accepted it.

Feng Xiaotian awkwardly withdrew his hand from taking the pulse, and asked as an excuse, "What attribute is your innate bone structure compatible with?"

Before Wei Xi could reply, Qin Feng coldly said, "What, you can't cure the illness, so you're changing the subject?"

“That’s not true,” Feng Xiaotian straightened his back and said confidently, “Although Wei Xi was born unable to speak, if he has a wood-attribute affinity, he may be able to recover once he reaches a certain level of cultivation.”

"What do you mean?"

"That's strange," Feng Xiaotian said in surprise. "You two didn't know about this? People with wood-attribute affinity are more likely to come into contact with and comprehend opportunities related to plants. If they choose medical or medicinal cultivation, they can promote their own healing once their cultivation reaches a certain level!"

“However, this is related to the formation of the Golden Core,” Feng Xiaotian added. “One theory is that the formation of the Golden Core is the search for a Dao.”