The night passed in a blur.
Early morning, Chen Cheng brought in the cultivation knowledge essays of all twelve guardian disciples. Lin Fan nodded apathetically. "Carry on with your duties. I will decide after I have evaluated them."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Chen Cheng left, feeling perturbed.
Once the door closed, Lin Fan immediately flipped open their 'cultivation knowledge' to take a look.
Although everything was written in traditional Chinese, while modern folks preferred simplified Chinese, they could read all the same. Hence, it wasn't difficult for Lin Fan to read. Even if he was unfamiliar with a few words, he could guess the meaning.
However, this was not the problem. The problem was… after reading for a bit, Lin Fan realized he was reading 'double Dutch'.
"I know the words, but why don't I understand the meaning when I put them together?!"
At a glance…
What 'fuse the heart with qi, and fuse the qi with mind', and 'the path of cultivation is destined by the heavens and requires the right timing and conditions to build one's foundation'…
He turned to the innate qi theory and controls part but those were equally intelligible.
For example 'The control of innate Qi when used meticulously could form a turbulent river. Yet, one has to be as nimble as an embroidery needle to be able to increase the powers of the same innate Qi…'
Lin Fan: …
What the hell was all this?!
It sounded so sophisticated and fancy but why wasn't there anything practical?!
Right now, he was distressed and upset…
This feeling…
Was like a noob asking for gaming experience from a powerful player. The other party had actually given it to him without keeping any secrets.
But here comes the problem. While no secrets were kept, this 'experience' or 'guide' was just too profound for him to understand!
What?
The guardian disciples were not powerful players?
But to a 'noob', how different were they from a powerful player?
"These are similar to the ones in the scripture chamber…"
Lin Fan was depressed and sighed quietly.
"Why is this so hard?"
"Should I perhaps ask them for the 'basics'? But…"
That wasn't such a good idea, was it?
Lin Fan felt that it wasn't a good idea. It would be too 'weird'. But if he did not ask them, how was he supposed to train?
He couldn't possibly get Qi Zixiao to teach him personally, right?
"..."
"Wait!"
Lin Fan slapped his thigh. Even with a long dress in between, this smooth feeling made this young man's heart waver. But now was clearly not the time for this.
"Why can't I get her to teach me personally?!
"We're now on the same boat. If I learned how to cultivate, it would only be advantageous for both of us.
"Since that's the case, why don't I just ask her?!
"Am I an idiot?!"
Lin Fan wanted to slap himself.
Why would he still need to beat around the bushes with the guardian disciples? He had already established a connection with Qi Zixiao so he could just ask her!
This was called not having a comprehensive view as a player…
Due to caution and to prevent himself from getting exposed, Lin Fan could only use roundabout methods.
But from Qi Zixiao's perspective, she would be reluctant to expose this as well.
So how could he prevent himself from being exposed? Naturally, he should learn to become more like her!
And how would he do that?
To know more people inside the Sacred Violet Manor, to know more about this place, and also… being able to display skills!
Otherwise, he would just be an empty shell and could be easily caught.
In other words… His goal of learning cultivation methods was the same as Qi Zixiao wanting to keep this matter a secret.
Since this was the case, there was no reason for her to refuse to teach him!
Tss!!!
Lin Fan took a deep breath. He had wanted to give himself a slap but he never did it. Instead, he was now touching his smooth and silky face, feeling a little sad…
He was suspecting that he might have gained a peculiar 'trait' after transmigrating onto Qi Zixiao's body.
For example, becoming a
Otherwise, how would he have only thought of this now?
He shall do as he wished.
Taking up a pen and paper, he wrote down how he wished to learn about immortal cultivation and hoped that Qi Zixiao would tell him more about the people and matters within the sect. After that, he laid in bed, bored.
"The next time I transmigrate back here, there should be considerable improvement…"
Once he learned to cultivate and knew more about the Sacred Violet Manor, he could venture out of Bright Moon Peak to understand more of the sacred grounds and even this world.
With more knowledge, he could use the difference of both worlds to develop his true self…
As for Qi Zixiao…
This lad grabbed his chest. "This feeling is divine…"
"But then again, doesn't this feel like I'm taking care of her account while she's gone? Or perhaps… I'm training on her behalf? Only, substitute training doesn't seem as effective in this era…"
"She's also helping me 'level up', right? Fortunately, she's a big-shot cultivator. With her training my body, I should be able to level up quickly…"
Holding onto such delightful thoughts, the young man gradually fell asleep.
***
So, where exactly was this place?
Qi Zixiao was scratching her head, feeling upset.
She had wandered the entire night! But she still couldn't find her way back.
Should she get another cab? She had thought about it, but how could the great Qi Zixiao do that again?
Moreover, she could sense that her residence was close by but being unable to locate it frustrated her.
Having waited until it was bright again and the passersby increased, Qi Zixiao suppressed her dejection before asking a man, "Excuse me, sir…"
She clasped a hand over a fist in salutations. It was fortunate that she remembered she was a man. Hence, she did not greet like a woman.
"Uhm???"
This man had just come out from an internet cafe overnight. He was wearing a singlet and slippers, feeling dumbstruck when he was suddenly addressed. "You???"
"May I inquire about the whereabouts of Cyan Hill Town?"
"This is Jade River Town. Cyan Hill Town is tens of miles away…"
Although the man was baffled by Qi Zixiao's way of speech, he said nothing more after realizing she was just asking for directions and pointed her in the right way.
"You have my thanks!"
Qi Zixiao saluted again and thanked him before turning to leave.
"No problem…"
The man muttered. As he headed home, he mumbled to himself, "He's so much more good-looking than I am…"
"It's such a pity that I'm almost thirty but I don't have a companion. Sigh."
Having heard this, Qi Zixiao slowed down. Her ears twitched slightly when she heard 'something'.
A little while later, she had made a decision. By now, the man had reached the corner of the street, ready to make a turn.
In a swift movement, Qi Zixian broke a twig and flicked it away.
Bop…
As the twig flew at the corner of the street, a bag of apples just happened to 'appear' and 'collided' with the man. And then, the twig hit a bullseye.
Thump, thump, thump…
The apples fell onto the ground.
"Ah!"
There was a female voice.
"I'm so sorry."
The man had thought he tore the girl's plastic bag when he bumped into her. With an apologetic expression, he squatted down to help out. "I'll help you pick them up."
Qi Zixiao glanced faintly at the man and woman squatting there as they picked up the apples together. She nodded in satisfaction.
"This is as much as I can do."
I, Qi Zixiao, the Saintess of Sacred Violet Manor, would never owe anyone a favor~