The daily life of a max-level immortal cultivator

Chapter 46 These Years as a Charlatan in the Mortal World (Part 2)

After a long silence, Baili Shu finally couldn't hold back and spoke first.

Baili Shu tentatively asked, "Where... are you from?"

Liu Xingxing crossed her arms, looked at him leisurely, and smiled, "Penglai Stream."

Baili Shu's pupils dilated for a moment, and he quickly walked over, reached out and pressed down on Liu Xingxing's shoulder, his eyes filled with uncontrollable excitement. Suddenly, he let out a loud wail.

"Waaaaah, finally! After all these years, finally! My fellow villager! Waaaaah!"

The sudden outburst almost caught Liu Xingxing off guard.

"Hey buddy, calm down for a bit."

"No! I can't calm down! Forty-three years! A full forty-three years, nine months, and seven days! I've been trapped in this godforsaken place for forty-three years! Waaaaah!???"

"It's like living in a year in this godforsaken place! You know that?!"

What was once a handsome man was now crying his eyes out. The image of the gentle and refined imperial advisor, who was like a celestial being even with a cold face, was now completely gone, and the beautiful filter had shattered.

Liu Xingxing felt helpless and could only wait for him to calm down.

Fortunately, a soundproofing array had been secretly set up in the room when Liu Xingxing came in; otherwise, even a slightly loud sound like that could have been heard, and if someone had tried to eavesdrop, that would have been terrible.

Baili Shu howled for almost half an incense stick's time before slowly calming down. Liu Xingxing, who had been shaken by him the whole time, was also dried up and silent, looking utterly hopeless.

Wiping away his snot and tears, Baili Shu composed himself and gave an awkward smile: "Sorry, I got too excited."

"Oh right, I haven't asked your name yet. What's your name? Which sect in Penglai Stream do you belong to?"

"My name is Baili Shu, and I am a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect on Penglai Jianxi Island. More than forty years ago, I inexplicably fell into this godforsaken place while traveling for training, and I still can't find a way back. As for you, how did you get here?"

Baili Shu sat down and poured himself a cup of tea to calm himself down.

"Me? Do you want to hear my real name or a pseudonym?"

"Of course it's my real name, I've told you everything honestly."

Liu Xingxing stared at him and said quietly, "Me? My surname is Liu, and my given name is Jun, with the wood radical. As for my sect, I'm a disciple of the Xuanshan Sect."

"puff!"

Baili Shu spat out his tea, his eyes widening several times in an instant.

"you you you you you……"

After stammering for a while, Baili Shu finally managed to get his words out: "You...you say it again, what's your name?!"

"It seems like there aren't many people in the entire cultivation world who would dare to use the same name as me."

Liu Xingxing blinked innocently.

Baili Shu suddenly stood up and knelt down a meter away from Liu Xingxing. He knelt very solemnly and then kowtowed heavily, his voice serious with a slight tremor.

"This junior was unaware that it was the esteemed Ancestor Qingjun. I have been impolite and presumptuous. I hope the Immortal Qingjun will not take offense."

"Oh, I didn't expect that there would still be someone among the younger generation who remembers me. These days, very few young people can remember me."

This isn't just Liu Xingxing being sarcastic; it's based on her own experience.

"Immortal Qingjun is joking. Who on the continent does not know your great name?"

Baili Shu's only thought at this moment was to slap himself a few times in the face for complaining to anyone else but this big Buddha.

How did he end up offending such a powerful figure whom no one in the entire cultivation world dared to provoke? He, a mere little Karami who had just been promoted to an inner disciple, was simply unworthy of it. At this moment, Baili Shu was so nervous that he almost wanted to commit suicide to entertain this powerful figure.

"Didn't I just give you the choice of hearing your real name or a pseudonym? Now that I've told you your real name, you're acting all reserved. Relax, I won't do anything to you. We're in the same boat now, so let's think about how to get back."

"Whatever Immortal Qingjun says is what it is."

"Alright, stop calling me 'Immortal' all the time, and stop calling me by my full name. Here, I am called Liu Xingxing. This is your territory now. You are the Grand Preceptor of a nation, while I am just someone who was recently sent to the palace by the King of Xu. Tell me what you know first."

After all, we can't completely trust what that guy Ji Mochuan says; Baili Shu's version is more reliable.

“Alright, then this junior will presume to presume. I presume that you, Miss Qing... uh, Miss Liu, have a basic understanding of this place by now. There is almost no spiritual energy of the five elements in this mortal realm. It took me many years to find even a tiny clue to this world.”

Do you know about Zhaiyun Tower?

"I know, I've been there once. What, is the Realm related to Zhaiyun Tower?"

"Not really. Since you've been to Zhaiyunlou, you must know that their dishes contain spiritual energy."

"really."

"But in a world where spiritual energy is so scarce, their vegetables have been supplied every day for over a decade without interruption. So where do these vegetables, which are imbued with spiritual energy, come from?"

Now that you've explained it that way, is there anything you don't understand?

"The boundary barrier is also the weakest point connecting two worlds, so it's normal for spiritual energy to leak in from other worlds. Are you saying that someone in the Cloud-Picking Tower knows about that place?"

"But after searching for so long, I still can't find the source of these food ingredients. The people in Zhaiyunlou don't know either. Some say that these things are all transported from the South China Sea, but when I went to the South China Sea to check, the locals said that they have never sold those things, or even grown them."

“Those things seemed to appear out of thin air, but the people in Zhaiyun Tower were certain that they came from the South China Sea, and the vegetable vendors said so too.”

"You suspect that someone has tampered with their memories?"

"At first I thought so too, but those vegetable vendors aren't permanent; they change every few days. Who would go to such lengths to alter the memories of so many people? Wouldn't that be a losing proposition?"

"Moreover, I remember that this kind of memory-altering technique consumes a lot of spiritual energy. If used improperly, it may even damage one's own path. After all, it is a forbidden technique that is tainted by karma. And it has been used to modify the memories of so many people. That person would probably have already collapsed and destroyed their path."

"Have you ever followed their vegetable carts?"

“I followed them from the South China Sea to Tianxing City, a journey of nearly six or seven hundred miles, passing through many places. I followed them from beginning to end and found nothing unusual. The goods were clearly transported back from the South China Sea, but as I just said, there are no such things in the South China Sea region at all.”

"Isn't this a contradiction? That's what's strange about it."

Liu Xingxing pondered for a moment, but had no clue.

It seems this place isn't as ordinary as I imagined. It's a small place, but there's a lot of trivial stuff going on.

"By the way, what about the owner of Zhaiyunlou? Have you checked?"

"We investigated, but he's just an ordinary person, with no trace of a cultivator."

"Is it possible that this boss is just a puppet?"

"I've had my suspicions, but this person has been in charge for so many years, and I haven't found anything unusual behind the scenes."

……

The room fell silent for a moment, the air pressure visibly low.

No matter how much I try to unravel it, it's still a knot that's impossible to find a beginning or an end to, and the knot only gets more and more tangled.

After another long silence, staring at Baili Shu's conflicted expression, Liu Xingxing suddenly had a flash of inspiration, as if she knew she had overlooked something.

"Baili Shu, come here."

"what?"

Baili Shu, unaware of what was going on, approached Liu Xingxing.

Liu Xingxing looked up at him with an unreadable expression: "It's too high. Come on, sit down first."

"Oh, thank you for offering me a seat, Immortal Qingjun."

Baili Shu subconsciously addressed her with respect again, but still didn't dare to sit next to Liu Xingxing. Instead, he placed the futon a little distance away and sat down.

Seeing how reserved he was, Liu Xingxing didn't bother to correct him.

"Baili Shu, what level have you reached in your cultivation?"

Liu Xingxing suddenly asked him a nonsensical question.

Baili Shu was taken aback for a moment, but still answered her honestly, "I just broke through to the Golden Core stage not long ago, what's wrong?"

"That's fine, it should be able to handle it."

"Endure what..."

Before Baili Shu could finish speaking, the person in front of him raised his hand, and he lost consciousness.

Liu Xingxing placed two fingers on Baili Shu's forehead, closed her eyes, and used her Soul-Clearing Technique to search his memories to see if someone had tampered with them.

Sure enough, a faint trace of spiritual energy that did not belong to him lingered in his mind. With a thought, Liu Xingxing's spiritual energy, like silk, slid along her fingertips into Baili Shu's mind and rushed over to grab the trace of spiritual energy that seemed to sense danger and wanted to escape.

A red and a white wisp of spiritual energy surged wildly through Baili Shu's mind, causing him great discomfort and even drawing blood from the corner of his mouth.

This lingering spiritual energy is really something else. Liu Xingxing really didn't have the patience to play with it any longer. If she kept messing with Baili Shu like this, he might go insane and become an idiot.