My Lady Always Lacks Ambition
Chapter 220 - 219: Raising the Entire Audience by Oneself

Chapter 220: Chapter 219: Raising the Entire Audience by Oneself

While Qin Liuxi and Master Chi Yuan were bickering, Si Tu and his daughter were also talking, sobbing—the father crying and the daughter trying to console him.

"Father, please don’t cry, my head really hurts," Si Lengyue said after refreshing herself, her face pale, showing a bit of frailty.

Si Tu’s crying stopped abruptly as he looked at her anxiously and asked, "Headache? Do you want the little Taoist to come over and take your pulse? The Qinglan Temple Master said her medical skills are excellent."

Si Lengyue’s eyes softened, "If you stop crying, it won’t hurt that much."

Si Tu almost cried again, "You think your dad is useless. Indeed, as a father I’m really of no great use, all I can do is cry, but Dad can’t control his tears. If something happened to you, how would I live? How could I face your mother underground?"

"Father, it’s just an ordinary soul departure..."

"Don’t say it’s ordinary. In the past, when you had soul departures, we never saw such a ferocious old ghost possess you," Si Tu thought of the ferocious appearance of Deng Shiniang and felt a pang of fear, saying, "Thankfully that little Taoist had the ability to drive away that dead ghost. Otherwise, if she had occupied your body, who knows how she would have mistreated you, and you might not have returned."

Si Lengyue subconsciously touched her neck, which was bare. The Jade Talisman that she always had with her was gone. She had also heard from the maidservants about the dangerous situation she was in after being possessed earlier when she was bathing.

"Miss, the medicine is here," a maid brought over a bowl of steaming medicine, saying, "Please drink it while it’s hot, so it doesn’t hurt your stomach."

"Right, right, drink it quickly," Si Tu urged, then instructed the maidservants, "In the next few days make the diet finer for the young lady. Avoid greasy foods, and make sure it’s light and clear. Be sure to strain out the oil carefully, and don’t let the young lady eat something that upsets her stomach."

"Yes," the servants replied in unison.

After drinking the medicine, Si Lengyue felt a sense of relief in her stomach and said, "Father, they saved me, I must go thank them."

"I’ll go, it’s already late, and you have just suffered, you should rest well. Don’t worry, father will make sure they are treated properly," Si Tu insisted.

Si Lengyue shook her head, "You don’t understand, after my soul departure, Miss Qin, oh, the disciple called Master Chi Yuan, she was picked up on the Yin Road by that female daoist. If not for her kindness, I might not have returned. So no matter how late, I must go personally."

Si Tu was surprised, "She is a female daoist?",

Thinking of Qin Liuxi’s demeanor, wondering if all people from the Mystic Sect were so free-spirited?

Si Tu only thought briefly, knowing he could not persuade his daughter, cautiously said, "Yue’er, father thinks that female daoist has great abilities, even more impressive than the Qinglan Temple Master. Do you think she could break the Si Family’s curse?"

Si Lengyue was taken aback and pursed her lips.

A trace of anguish crossed Si Tu’s beautiful peach-blossom eyes as he held her cold hands, "Yue’er, you’re already sixteen, less than ten years away from that deadline. Dad can’t bear it, if you also left like your mom, it’d be meaningless for me to live alone."

"Father."

Si Tu, ignoring everything else, choked up, "Your mother didn’t live past twenty-five, she left at twenty-one. Dad is afraid you might end up worse than her. The Qinglan Temple Master hasn’t found a way to break the curse, what about this female daoist?"

"Father, she is very young." Younger than her.

"People in the Mystic Sect speak based on ability, not age. Being older doesn’t mean you can act superior; it’s about skills, about who is stronger!" Si Tu argued.

Si Lengyue smiled, "You’ve only met her once, how can you blindly trust her?"

"She saved you!" Si Tu said, "Yue’er, Dad can’t just do nothing and watch you approach the deadline; that’s not fair. Even if there’s only a tiny chance, we have to try. If it can keep you here, what does it matter to give up all our wealth? As long as you’re here."

Si Lengyue fell silent, then said, "Let’s not talk about this now, we’ll go thank our esteemed guests first."

Si Tu, however, had made up his mind; once Yue’er had rested, he would seek out the female daoist.

Front yard.

"Enough, since you’ve come to fetch me out of filial piety, returning should be fine," Master Chi Yuan said with an air of dignity.

Qin Liuxi immediately saw through the old man’s attempt to salvage his pride and said coolly, "There’s no need to force yourself, isn’t it wonderful to be a traveling Taoist, roaming the world at leisure..."

"Rebellious disciple, stop spouting nonsense!" Master Chi Yuan scolded, "At my age, I don’t have the energy to wander everywhere."

"Oh, then that’s perfect. From now on, just cultivate well in the temple."

The master and disciple looked at each other, their eyes conveying an unspoken understanding.

Master Chi Yuan was ultimately frightened by Qin Liuxi, this little rascal, and compromised. Fine, let’s return, for the Grandmaster requires managing the temple’s major event of offering to the golden statue.

Right, it was definitely not because he feared his rebellious disciple causing a breakup.

He Ming watched the tug-of-war between the master and disciple, already stunned, and whispered to his own Grandmaster, "Grandmaster, this Master Buqiu has quite the temper, even daring to manipulate his own master. Master Chi Yuan is really tolerant towards her!"

He sounded somewhat envious.

Qinglan Temple Master glanced at him, a benevolent smile on his face: "If you had the same great abilities as your Master Buqiu, single-handedly supporting the entire temple, even if you were to lord over me and defecate on my head, I would still tolerate you!"

He Ming was shocked: "!"

Single-handedly supporting the entire temple, that’s too burdensome!

Right, it’s hard, not just a matter of capability, ah, is it that the capable ones do more work?

Suddenly, he felt a bit less envious.

Qinglan Temple Master chuckled and then looked at Qin Liuxi again, internally sighing once more, Master Chi Yuan truly found a treasure.

"Are the Daoists not resting yet?" Si Tu led Si Lengyue in, followed by a steward carrying two trays covered with red silk.

Qinglan Temple Master performed a Taoist ceremony and said, "A few more hours till dawn, we shall soon bid farewell to Old Master Si."

"Are you leaving already?" Si Tu panicked, not looking at him, and quickly walked up to Qin Liuxi, asking, "Little Taoist, are you leaving too?"

"Dad." Si Lengyue, seeing her father about to lose composure, quickly stepped forward to pull him back, looking at Qin Liuxi, she performed a courtesy: "I do not know whether to call you Miss Qin or Daoist."

"It’s just a title, as you wish."

"Miss Qin." Si Lengyue performed another courtesy, "On the road, thanks to your kindness in lending me a helping hand, and later saving me from the Wild Ghost’s demonic possession, I, Si Lengyue, am deeply grateful."

Qin Liuxi smiled lightly: "It’s all good karma."

Who would have thought, this casually picked soul would inadvertently become entangled with Qinglan Temple Master and her master, all good karma.

Si Lengyue said, "Good karma is still karma, yet I must thank you, Uncle Ding."

The steward stepped forward with the tray, Si Lengyue opened the red silk, and presented a small stack of silver notes wrapped in red paper with both hands: "I am a layperson, this small gesture is like adding incense oil for your esteemed temple, please do not disdain it!"

Qin Liuxi and Chi Yuan’s eyes fell on the silver notes, their eyelids twitched, a hundred taels each, a small stack, that must be over a thousand taels.

The master and disciple looked at each other, a windfall, jackpot!