CH 69.3

Every bamboo house in the Obliteration Sword Tower has a barrier. These barriers were laid out years ago. Even though others might discover it if she takes out the body, Su Tingyun can’t care too much at the moment.

Rather than bringing it out anywhere else, it’s safer to do it within the Obliteration Sword Tower.

She takes out Xiao Mei’s body and possesses it with her primordial spirit. She also takes Meridian Moistening Pills and cultivates for a while. After operating her Spiritual Energy for a week, the pain causes her to sweat profusely and she almost faints.  Su Tingyun doesn’t dare to keep trying, afraid that the meridians wouldn’t be able to bear it, so she puts Xiao Mei’s body back again.

After returning to her own body, she changes her clothes and comes out of the small dwelling. The moon and the stars are unusually bright outside. Su Tingyun takes a potato and three sticks of incense, then goes into the bamboo forest. She places the potato on the ground and solemnly lays down the incense as well.

Su Tingyun honestly doesn’t know how to contact the Qianji Pavilion.

From what Xiao Budian said, he adores the Qianji Pavilion very much, and he also mentioned a method on how to send messages to the Qianji Pavilion.  Su Tingyun has been sneering down on this, but she asked her Master and, when she delivered medicine, she even asked Little Martial Uncle, who works outside as a killer to support the Sect and has seen the wider world.  He also said that the Qianji Pavilion appears and disappears unpredictably, like a ghost. There’s simply no way to contact them.

So, she can only treat this dead horse as if it’s alive.

Su Tingyun stabs the three sticks of incense into the potato, and bows three times to it.

“Can the great ones of Qianji Pavilion hear my request? I want to find the primordial spirit of Xiao Mei, uncover the secret of the Sealed Heaven Border, and find Liu Feizhou while I’m at it, don’t know what it’ll cost to ask his Master for a ninth grade Pill, and my big Orchid Tongue grass.…..”

“It’s very expensive to ask so many questions, isn’t it?” Su Tingyun adds in a low voice.

In the Cleansing Sword Lake, Bai Su, Ren Jia, and Ren Yi float up from the bottom of the lake. They have been exploring the seal at the bottom of the lake for a fortnight, but they have yet to find the trick to it.

However, what Bai Su can be sure of is that this seal is very similar to the one at the Sealed Heaven Border, and there is an 80% chance that they were made by the same hand.

No wonder he barely heard anything about the Cleansing Sword Lake before. The seal can also isolate information, just like in the vicious land of the Sealed Heaven Border. Moreover, there are only green bamboos on this place, and no orchid tongue grass ever survives.

Recently, people from the upper realm have been coming down one after another, and they can’t stay here for a long time either, so they have to go and take a look.

In fact, Bai Su already guessed that Su Tingyun is the one who told stories on the Heaven Firmament Peak of the Wuliang Mountains, Wei Yun. But he didn’t go and acknowledge her, as they haven’t actually met before, and there was nothing to acknowledge.  If he previously wanted to uncover her secrets, he has no intention to do so now. Since she is Wei Yun, there are secrets in her body. He will not steal what’s hers, nor will he expose her, let alone tell that restless thing at home that she is still alive.

It still hasn’t recognized its owner yet. Bai Su knows that the only owner in its heart is her.

……

“Granny!”

Su Tingyun is talking like a broken record. All of sudden, she hears a soft cry, an extremely weak voice. Her body freezes, and her scalp feels numb.

“Granny.” The voice gets a little louder. Hearing a voice that sounds like Xiao Mei’s, Su Tingyun is dumbstruck. Could it be that Xiao Mei’s primordial spirit is in the Obliteration Sword Island?

“Granny.” It seems to change again, into Du Xizhi’s voice.

Su Tingyun follows the sound to look for it, and finally sees in the mud beside the Cleansing Sword Lake, an orchid tongue grass, as tender as a bean sprout.  There is only a single leaf that remains, and its thin stalk is also broken. It looks like it has been trampled on a lot, and it has been casually thrown into the Cleansing Sword Lake.

However, at this time it rapidly cries out in one voice after another, “Granny, granny, hahaha…”

“Granny…”

“Hahaha…”

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