Chapter Eight: Immortal of Wine Appears Online
"Yuan Qing, Xuan Ya, both of you are ranked second and sixth in this generation of disciples in terms of cultivation. Why are you in such a rush to gather herbs? Dou Linfeng, Liu Yan'er, Xiao Lingfeng Wang Qi, hmm... also among the top twenty talents of this generation, why the urgency to enter the Chaotic Miasma Treasure Forest? Are we so stingy with the young disciples within our sect?
The North Gathering Reed Continent is not a friendly place. No one went there the last two times...
Hmm?" In the corner of the Hundred Magic Pavilion, a female immortal, full of the scent of alcohol, tilted her head, glared at Li Changshou, who was standing behind four dazzling young disciples, and then looked at the bamboo strip in her hand. She repeated this process twice, and her expression gradually became gloomy.
"Xiao Qiongfeng, Li Changshou. What's your cultivation level? You just reached the Ninth Stage of Nascent Divinity, and you're already going to the Chaotic Miasma Treasure Forest? Go to the East Sea and deal with those shrimp monsters!" This female immortal spoke bluntly without any reservations, but her words made sense. Evidently, she was concerned about Li Changshou's safety.
The female immortal had a large and a small wine gourd hanging from her waist, dressed in a simple outfit—trousers and a short shirt. She had short brown hair, quite a rare sight among the group of female Qi cultivators with long flowing hair. In terms of appearance and temperament, she resembled a laboring miscellaneous disciple who had been oppressed for a long time.
Fortunately, her slender waist, the slightly torn linen short shirt, and the occasional display of a little pressure made it clear that she was a powerful female immortal.
This person's Daoist name was Jiu Jiu, a disciple of the Poxian Peak. Although she appeared to be in her early twenties, she was actually over nine hundred years old and had become an immortal more than six hundred years ago. Among the disciples who entered the sect during the same period, she was an outstanding figure who could stand on her own.
She was the only guard going to the Chaotic Miasma Treasure Forest from the sect, indicating her extraordinary strength.
Li Changshou showed a serious expression, bowed to the famous Immortal Jiu Jiu, and said, "Senior Jiu, I need to find several medicinal herbs. One of them can only be found in the North Gathering Reed Continent. I have to trouble Senior Jiu for this."
"What kind of medicinal herb?" The female immortal curled her lips, showing a slightly disdainful expression on her beautiful face. "I have some friendship with your master. Take this, and go to Elder Qi Ling of the Dao Repository Pavilion."
As she spoke, the female immortal pulled out a jade token from her messy short shirt and casually tossed it to Li Changshou.
"Just say it's included in my monthly allowance. Go and get the herbs you need! Can the Ninth Stage of Nascent Divinity go to the North Gathering Reed Continent? If you die there, I'll have to deduct ten years of wine money. Your crybaby master will definitely come over to me crying and weeping... Ah, just thinking about it is annoying!" The two men and two women beside her were slightly surprised, their gazes falling on the jade token.
The identity jade token of a sect elder was given so easily to a non-Core Disciple of the same realm?
"Senior, Yuan Qing, Xuan Ya." The young girl in a fiery red fairy dress and the well-mannered young male Qi cultivator answered simultaneously, "Disciples are here!"
Jiu Jiu said impatiently, "If you two have spare energy, help take care of him."
"Yes, Senior." Yuan Qing, with an expressionless face, responded.
"Rest assured, Senior. We'll take good care of Senior Changshou." Yuan Qing, with a slightly gentle smile, continued, "I'll definitely look after Senior Changshou."
Jiu Jiu couldn't help but support her forehead, and scolded Li Changshou in frustration, "He joined the sect earlier than both Yuan Qing and Xuan Ya. Li Changshou, how did you manage that? Practicing for more than a hundred years and still not reaching the Returning Void Realm... Forget it. Considering your conditions at Xiao Qiongfeng, keeping up with most disciples is already not bad."
"Well," Yuan Qing showed an embarrassed expression but quickly bowed, "Sorry, Senior Changshou. Please don't mind."
Li Changshou smiled and felt somewhat emotional. "A poker-faced girl and a warm-hearted guy, they are quite matching... But it has nothing to do with me."
Suddenly, Li Changshou felt two unfriendly gazes. He didn't investigate but calmly thanked Jiu Jiu, turned around, and bowed to Yuan Qing and Xuan Ya. Then, he stepped back behind the four and stood quietly.
The two unfriendly gazes were naturally from the other two.
—Liu Yan'er, dressed in a light yellow silk skirt, and Wang Qi, in a blue Daoist robe, both prominent cultivators in this generation, ranking high in the Returning Void Realm, two excellent seeds.
Although their eyes just now didn't carry good intentions, there wasn't too much malice, at most a bit of disdain.
Li Changshou stood quietly, listening to the continuous sound of breaking air outside. Batch after batch of disciples ascended into the air under the protection of the immortals.
He also released a strand of divine sense to check the several storage artifacts on his body.
This was not a habit of being good at organizing. It was necessary to categorize items like pills and artifacts; the items stored in these few storage artifacts were actually exactly the same, divided into three sets.
The wristband on the left wrist was the main storage artifact. As a precaution, the pendant on the neck was a backup storage artifact. For an even more cautious scenario, the cloth bag tied to the thigh was a backup to the backup storage artifact...
It was always right to be well-prepared when going out, especially to a dangerous place like the North Gathering Reed Continent.
This time, Li Changshou brought most of his belongings with him.
The other small part was left to his junior sister for self-defense.
...
After half a day, a giant gourd slowly rose in front of the pavilion.
Jiu Jiu Immortal stood above the mouth of the gourd, with an imposing demeanor. Several young disciples stood at various positions on the gourd, maintaining a stable posture.
When the gourd flew out of the formation, Jiu Jiu Immortal pinched a seal with both hands, and the gourd emitted strands of light green light. She arranged a thin film around the periphery, isolating external sounds.
Then, she pointed her finger in the northwest direction, and the gourd began to accelerate slowly.
"Relax, don't be nervous. There are not so many rules outside the mountain gate." Jiu Jiu yawned, sat on the edge of the gourd's mouth, crossed her legs on both sides, and casually picked up the wine gourd at her waist. A satisfied smile appeared on her face