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Chapter 1334 Drunken Spirit Qi
Chapter 1334: Chapter 1334 Drunken Spirit Qi
Master Xiaomeng at the Crimson Phoenix Sect is mainly responsible for guarding the Lava Cave of Fiery Flames and Earth Fire Instrument Making.
But generally speaking, if there’s a minor issue here, she doesn’t need to step in—disciples handle such tasks.
So, she is in seclusion in a cave over a hundred miles away. Since she is at the fourth layer of the Golden Core, and the fifth is still far away, her seclusion mainly focuses on researching artifact refining.
The place where she meditates is shrouded in a mist that prevents others from entering at will, but Qu Jianlei is an exception. He knows how to avoid the restrictions, and her disciples won’t stop Qu Rongxun.
Qu Jianlei even dares to call her "Xiaomeng" directly, rather than Master Xiaomeng.
There was silence in the cave. After about half an hour, a hoarse voice emerged, "What item do I want?"
Qu Jianlei responded with a smile, "Didn’t you get injured recently? I found the item you were looking for."
The next moment, in a flash, a tall and beautiful woman appeared in front of the cave, over two meters tall, even taller than Bai Luan. She glanced at Qu Jianlei and asked in a hoarse voice, "Thousand-year Yin Yang Zhi?"
"Yes," Qu Jianlei nodded with a smile, "Even better than the Thousand-year Yin Yang Zhi. It will surely heal your injury."
Master Xiaomeng pondered for a moment, her chin slightly raised, "Take it out so I can have a look."
"This...it’s really not suitable to take out now," Qu Jianlei hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, "Let’s go into your cave; this item’s effect is a hundred times stronger than the Thousand-year Yin Yang Zhi, a treasure that even a Nascent Soul True Immortal would covet."
"Are you serious?" Master Xiaomeng glanced at him sideways, eyes full of helplessness, "At your age, when did you become so easy to deceive?"
"No one born yet can deceive me," Qu Jianlei replied proudly. Though he acts a bit submissive towards her, he is still quite confident in himself, "Quick, open the cave; I’ll show it to you once we’re inside."
Master Xiaomeng shook her head in resignation, turned around, waved her hand, and a cave appeared within the mist. She stepped inside, "If you dare to deceive me, you know the consequences."
Qu Jianlei shivered at the thought. Outside, he feared nothing, but Master Xiaomeng had him completely under her thumb. It wasn’t that he feared a beating or death; he just feared she would ignore him, "How could I deceive you? Hurry and seal the restriction!"
Master Xiaomeng cast him a skeptical glance, raised her hand, and sealed the restriction, watching him silently, her gaze somewhat hostile.
Qu Jianlei took out a Storage Talisman and carefully retrieved a transparent box, "This is my first time taking it out..."
As soon as the box was taken out, a faint exotic fragrance wafted out, the kind of aroma that Qi-Refining Cultivators could smell from a mile or two away, but for the two of them, it was overwhelmingly potent.
"Oh?" Master Xiaomeng’s eyes lit up, and with a raise of her hand, she captured the box from his hand, holding it in her palm for careful examination, "What kind of fruit is this... its spiritual energy is so pure and soothing."
"I also don’t know what kind of fruit this is," Qu Jianlei replied honestly, "the person who gave it to me didn’t say."
"The fact that it can emit such fragrance and spiritual energy even through the restriction just proves it’s a good thing," Master Xiaomeng squinted her eyes, carefully examining the box in her hand, "When did you come upon such an opportunity?"
Qu Jianlei smiled proudly, "As long as I want, what opportunity can’t come to me?"
Master Xiaomeng rolled her eyes at him, speaking coldly, "Speak properly!"
"Alright," Qu Jianlei could only honestly recount the process of obtaining the Heavenly Fragrance Fruit, "That Mountain Master Feng is revered by both the Crimson Phoenix and Taiqing sects. At Taiqing, he remarkably carries the decrees of two Peak Masters, and he even has a Golden Core Perfection talisman treasure, so it’s unlikely he would deceive me."
"Deceiving you is indeed unlikely," Master Xiaomeng tossed the box back to him, "Take a closer look. The restriction on the box alone couldn’t possibly be set by a Golden Core level."
Qu Jianlei and Master Xiaomeng were about the same age, and their experiences were not too different, but Master Xiaomeng had been at the Golden Core for two hundred years. The perceptive abilities and control at the Golden Core level can’t be imagined by those at the foundation phase; it needs personal experience.
The restriction wasn’t very complex and could be opened effortlessly, but the ease with which it was done was something she was ashamed to not match, and she believed it wasn’t something a Golden Core could achieve.
"Really?" Qu Jianlei held the box, inspecting it closely, "This is my first time taking it out. Mountain Master Feng said not to open it on the road to avoid attracting Nascent Soul True Immortals... Tsk, this technique, this technique... it’s really impressive."
He couldn’t tell if this restriction was one that a Golden Core Master could create, but he was certain he himself couldn’t manage it.
While he was entranced, Master Xiaomeng’s voice surfaced again, "Did... that Mountain Master Feng say that this item could fully equate to the Thousand-year Yin Yang Zhi?"
Qu Jianlei’s focus remained on the box, answering without lifting his head, "More than equal to it? He said this item’s effects are extraordinarily defiant, a hundred times superior to the Thousand-year Yin Yang Zhi, hmm... he wouldn’t deceive me."
He originally intended to mention that consuming it would give him a ninety percent chance of forming a core, but then thought—why say it?
"Is that so?" Master Xiaomeng rested her chin in her hand, looking at him leisurely, "Then what price did you pay to obtain this exotic fruit?"
Qu Jianlei hesitated for a moment before answering, "I promised him... to help him kill a Master."
"A Master?" Master Xiaomeng looked at him with a faint smile, "Do you have some misconception about the combat strength of a Master?"
"If I don’t agree, he won’t give it to me," Qu Jianlei replied helplessly, "Xiaomeng, if you’re not reassured, you can give me a hand. With the two of us teaming up, what kind of Master can’t we kill?"
"Is that so?" Master Xiaomeng glared at him, "The question is... what kind of Master is it? He has Golden Core Perfection talisman treasures, why does he need you to kill someone? Can’t you be less naive!"
"How am I naive? Actually, I can just kill an upper-tier cultivator!" Qu Jianlei didn’t agree, "Saving one person, killing another, that’s the rule set by Mountain Master Feng! He hasn’t even decided who to kill yet."
Master Xiaomeng frowned, speaking with a natural authority, "What did you say?"
Qu Jianlei felt completely wronged, "Saving one person, killing another, that’s his rule, not mine."
"Not that sentence," Master Xiaomeng waved her hand, "The one before it!"
"The one before..." Qu Jianlei thought for a moment, responding confidently, "I was originally just going to kill an upper-tier cultivator."
Master Xiaomeng pondered for a moment and then asked, "So you’re saying... you have a chance to form your Core after eating this fruit?"
"Of course I do," Qu Jianlei was genuinely considering her, but he didn’t mind letting her know about the sacrifice he was making—after all, he hadn’t mentioned it himself, "The Thousand-year Yin Yang Ganoderma might allow me to form my Core, there’s a much greater possibility of that."
Master Xiaomeng raised her hand and pulled the box back, opening it casually, "I want to see, huh..."
When the box was opened, a dense wave of spiritual energy emerged, and besides the spiritual energy, there was also a faint scent of alcohol, the fragrance entering the nose, unexpectedly adding a touch of intoxication.
"Impressive," Master Xiaomeng extended her hand and closed the lid again, "Drunken Spirit Qi... so this is Drunken Spirit Qi."
Drunken Spirit Qi is just a term; it doesn’t actually get you drunk. It’s akin to Drunk Oxygen on Earth, the series of discomfort reactions that occur after coming down from a high altitude and encountering oxygen-rich air.
"So this is Drunken Spirit Qi?" Qu Jianlei was also a bit surprised, "No wonder he warned me repeatedly not to open it casually... See, my insistence wasn’t wrong, right? If I opened the box without lifting the restriction, it might at least alarm a couple of Masters?"
For some reason, Qu Rongxun, who seemed exceptionally shrewd and alert in front of others, always appeared somewhat lacking in intelligence in front of her.
Master Xiaomeng rolled her eyes at him, "We Masters aren’t that idle... but being cautious is good. If you consume this Exotic Fruit, the likelihood of successfully forming a second Core can increase by twenty percent."
"What twenty percent!" Qu Jianlei couldn’t tolerate having his sacrifice misjudged by the other party—he hadn’t mentioned it before, but now that she thought it was only twenty percent, he had to argue, "Mountain Master Feng said there’s a ninety percent chance of forming my Core!"
"Ninety percent?" Master Xiaomeng was suddenly taken aback, "Did he... does he know you’ve already failed to form your Core at such an old age?"
"What do you think?" Qu Jianlei retorted, "His specialty is deduction, how could he not know I’ve failed to form my Core?"
Master Xiaomeng glared at him fiercely, "Is that how you talk to a Master? Show some respect!"
Qu Jianlei wasn’t very afraid of her, after all, if he were to be afraid, he should have feared her two hundred years ago. He had always interacted naturally with her, so their relationship was quite harmonious—his thinking was, if she wanted to put on airs, she might as well kill him, it would be happiness to die by her hand.
So he indignantly expressed, "He said, if I eat this Exotic Fruit, I’d only need to kill an upper-tier cultivator."
Master Xiaomeng looked at him oddly, "Then why didn’t you eat it? Why bring it back for me?"
"Because you wanted it," Qu Jianlei replied grudgingly. After thinking it over, he added, "He said if I eat it, I have to consume the whole thing to have a ninety percent chance of forming my Core, can’t split a part of it for you."
"You fool," Master Xiaomeng sighed softly, "if you eat it, you could live happily for the rest of your lifetime."
She and he had long had a Daoist companion pact, but he was a Loose Cultivator, and she was a disciple of the Sect, so Qu Jianlei wanted to form his Core before her. It wasn’t just because of his competitive spirit, but also because he didn’t want her to be ridiculed by her peers.
Unfortunately, he was too eager to form his Core, too hasty, and so... the situation got to this point today.
After Master Xiaomeng formed her Core, she couldn’t really find a Daoist companion in the sect—after all, it’s a Kunxiu Sect, and there wasn’t anyone in the external sects that caught her eye, so the two of them were stuck in this awkward situation.
Qu Jianlei smiled nonchalantly, "I’ve thought it over, that guy Feng Jun tempted me, but I still feel like, since you need it, I should give it to you."
Master Xiaomeng rolled her eyes again, "What if I told you I didn’t need the Thousand-year Yin Yang Ganoderma at all? It’s just... I don’t want you to give up like this."
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