Chapter 66: Foundation Building Pills Arrive
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Chapter 66: Foundation Building Pills Arrive
Both harbored their own thoughts, walking in silence the entire way. Yue Qianchou thought carefully and was basically certain she already knew about his situation. He didn’t know what the grandmother and granddaughter pair meant by bringing him to their side.
He considered all sorts of possibilities until his head hurt, but he never thought that Yan Zixia had fallen for him. Men are sometimes like this—being too clever actually prevents them from seeing the essence of things. Perhaps it’s a case of “the bystander sees clearly, but the person involved is confused”!
After saying those words, Yan Zixia regretted it to death. From Yue Qianchou’s cautious and respectful speech, she could see that he already had a barrier against her, seeming to guard against her at all times as if she would harm him.
If she tried to explain, she feared the misunderstanding would only deepen. The bitterness in her mouth could only be slowly savored by herself.
Yue Qianchou finally understood why he hadn’t seen Yan Zixia come out even after guarding for over a year—she never used the front gate of the Mulberry Grass Garden when coming and going. Following her into the inner courtyard, he came to the most mysterious house in the Mulberry Grass Garden.
Looking carefully at the furnishings inside, he couldn’t see anything special. The entire house used wooden construction and felt quite ordinary, at most built with aged timber from old trees. But there was an indescribable quality to it—in other words, spiritual energy.
Ma Jiugu had returned early and was lying in a rocking chair, with Elder Lan beside her chatting and laughing.
Elder Lan was truly a beautiful and dignified young woman. Her figure was beyond words—she belonged to the voluptuous type, with curves in all the right places, skin so tender and fair you could squeeze water from it. Her face and temperament were flawless.
In Yue Qianchou’s words, she was absolutely the cream of the crop among young wives. Especially with that misty radiance that always surrounded her, making her seem like an immortal. Such beauty, yet unfortunately she was Fei Denan’s wife.
Elder Lan turned her head with a smile to glance at the two of them, slightly stunned. She seemed not to have expected Yue Qianchou to arrive together with Yan Zixia, and said with some surprise:
“Xia’er, what’s this about…” Her gaze fell on Yue Qianchou.
Ma Jiugu in the rocking chair spoke: “Lan girl, leave this Yue Qianchou to assist Xia’er. He doesn’t need to tend the spiritual herbs anymore. Go tell Fei Denan about this.”
“If you agree, Ninth Aunt, that’s all that matters. Why do we need to tell him?” Elder Lan said coquettishly.
“Lan girl, Fei Denan is in charge of Wanfen Garden. Rules cannot be abandoned.”
“Understood.”
Elder Lan stood up, swept her gaze over the two of them, and seeing a blush rise on Yan Zixia’s pretty face, she paused slightly, gaining some understanding. With a smile, she looked at Yue Qianchou and said:
“Yue Qianchou, you should move into the inner courtyard from now on! It would be more convenient that way.”
As she spoke, she glanced at Yan Zixia, whose gaze was evasive.
‘Move in here?’ Yue Qianchou’s mind flashed with an image of a disfigured face and that frail figure, and his heart inexplicably tightened. Thinking that he didn’t understand the grandmother and granddaughter’s intentions, he felt that moving in might not be a good thing.
He immediately refused: “Elder Lan, I’m used to living with Aunt Furong. There’s no need to trouble yourself—I’ll just stay there.”
All three women—old, middle-aged, and young—stared at him.
“Furong?” Elder Lan’s expression darkened, her tone turning icy: “What? You won’t listen to me because of that ugly freak?”
A visible wave of cold air attacked from her body. Yue Qianchou was forced back a step, immediately feeling bone-chilling cold throughout his body, and he shivered.
“Lan girl!”
“Aunt Lan!”
Yan Zixia stepped in front of Elder Lan. Even touching that pale, cold air made her shiver involuntarily. After the latter withdrew the cold air emanating from her body, she said:
“Aunt Lan, forget it. Don’t force him. Living outside or inside is the same.”
Elder Lan snorted coldly and turned her body to one side, giving face to the grandmother and granddaughter.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Yan Zixia said to Yue Qianchou: “You should go back first! I’ll find you if there’s anything.”
Yue Qianchou nodded, bowed to the three women, and withdrew. When he passed the well at the courtyard entrance, he couldn’t help but shiver again. He noticed that the cold air emanating from the well was quite similar to that from Elder Lan’s body.
He couldn’t help but shake his head with a bitter smile. ‘One wrong word and I’ve offended a super-duper-ultra expert. Really not worth it.’
After returning and seeing Furong, Yue Qianchou couldn’t understand something. Not just today’s incident, but this Elder Lan smiled at everyone she met in the Mulberry Grass Garden, except she never gave Furong a good face. As soon as she saw Furong, that pretty face could immediately freeze over.
And Furong seemed very afraid of her when she saw her—like a cat and mouse.
When he told Furong about being transferred, her face showed no surprise, as if whatever happened to him was only natural.
Early in the morning, Yue Qianchou still carried his load to work as usual. Furong said that since he’d already been transferred, he didn’t need to work anymore, but unfortunately she couldn’t persuade him, so the two continued as before.
But he no longer had time for fertilizing work—Yan Zixia came looking for him. She looked at their living environment, then at how their beds were only separated by a torn cloth curtain, and couldn’t help but frown. After seeing Furong’s appearance, she fell silent for a while but said nothing.
After assisting Yan Zixia for several days, he discovered there really wasn’t much to do—where was there anything that needed his help? He’d purely become her companion.
He also figured out that Yan Zixia came to the volcanic cave every day to study pill refining. But he also benefited—he learned about seventy to eighty percent of Yan Zixia’s skills. What he lacked was just some time for practice.
Whenever he had questions and asked, Yan Zixia would happily answer them for him. This was exactly what he’d been dreaming of, so he was happy to come every day and had nothing to complain about.
Today the Mulberry Grass Garden issued a notice for all Qi Refining stage disciples to gather in the inner garden—the sect’s Foundation Building Pills had been distributed, one per person.
Yue Qianchou happily ran to the inner garden and stood in a row with seven other beautiful women who were also at the Qi Refining stage. All eight faces showed unstoppable excitement.
Across from them, Yan Zixia supported Ma Jiugu with her walking stick as they stood under the eaves. Both looked at Yue Qianchou and smiled. The latter smiled even more happily—after waiting for years, he’d finally waited for this moment. How could he not be happy?
Elder Lan stood opposite the eight people with a kind smile: “Today is a good day. Everyone, don’t get too excited. Wait a moment—the Foundation Building Pills will be delivered soon.”
The eight people bowed together: “We thank the sect for this opportunity, thank the Ninth Aunt Consecrated Elder, thank Elder Lan. If we achieve success in cultivation in the future, we will definitely serve the sect with the loyalty of dogs and horses.”
These were old formalities that everyone had memorized beforehand, but their gratitude at this moment was genuine, including Yue Qianchou’s. In any case, everyone smiled very happily—everyone from top to bottom was extremely pleased.
Seeing this scene, Yue Qianchou sighed with emotion. ‘A great sect is truly a great sect! How many disciples on Floating Immortal Island haven’t reached the Foundation Building stage? Definitely quite a few. The number of Foundation Building Pills taken out at once is no small amount—what a grand gesture!
Thinking back to those days, even a great sect like the Azure Light Sect could only obtain some limited Foundation Building Pills by working hard to compete in the once-every-ten-years “Rising Star Conference,” and not every disciple in the sect had the opportunity to get them. Some disciples never had the chance to obtain them until they died of old age.
How could it compare to Floating Immortal Island, which has its own spiritual herb gardens, can refine its own pills, and distributes them once every three years to everyone who qualifies from top to bottom? This is true strength!’
Sure enough, before long, someone delivered the Foundation Building Pills.
Fei Denan came personally with a smile, carrying a box. The eight people bowed together: “Greetings, Elder Fei.”
Fei Denan walked to Elder Lan’s side, waved his hand, and said happily: “Today is everyone’s good day—no need for excessive courtesy.”
He smiled as he swept his gaze over everyone, his eyes pausing when they fell on Yue Qianchou, who respectfully smiled at him.
But Fei Denan was stunned. He looked at Yue Qianchou, then at the box in his hands, and couldn’t smile anymore.
Elder Lan beside him snatched the box from his hands, glared at him, and said coquettishly: “What are you daydreaming about? The disciples are all getting impatient.”
