The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#650 - Flawless white jade

Having finally seen off the brawny man with the bristling beard, Lu Jing glanced sideways at the minor official from the Directorate of Celestials sitting on the small stool.

“Is it very amusing to use my reputation to intimidate people?”

“What are you talking about?” the Directorate of Celestials official said, cracking melon seeds with an innocent look on his face.

“You were deliberately speaking so loudly just now, weren't you? To attract those reckless fellows over here, and then watch them get the cold shoulder from me,” Lu Jing said.

“Wasn't I just seeing that they were anxious because they couldn't see Qiu Moli, so I thought of letting them meet Lu Daxia, the youngest first-rate expert on the Celestial Pivot Rankings, who defeated Li Feilong and a group of the Pure Guards single-handedly, to help them make up for their regret.”

The Directorate of Celestials official spoke plausibly, “Look how excited he was after discovering your true identity.”

Lu Jing followed his gaze and saw that the brawny man with the bristling beard was already almost at the gate of Qiu Moli's courtyard, and was still looking back this way frequently, as if he had dropped something here.

So Lu Jing's heart also stirred.

Right now, there were just too many people coming to visit Qiu Moli, the line was almost reaching the entrance of the Directorate of Celestials. Lu Jing was still calculating how he could get to the front of the line without alarming others.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, he saw that the brawny man with the bristling beard was already about to reach the head of the line.

It seemed that this guy and the Great Wind Gate behind him were not unknown figures in the Jianghu world. Thinking of this, Lu Jing changed his mind again, told Amu and the black cat to wait here, and then walked towards the brawny man with the bristling beard.

The latter couldn't help but reveal a hint of joy on his face when he saw this.

The gazes of the others towards Lu Jing were not so friendly. After all, Lu Jing's age was there, and he looked like a junior no matter how you looked at it. He was alone, and he didn't carry any decent gifts.

For such a person not to obediently line up at the end of the line, but to insist on squeezing forward was inevitably a bit ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth.

So, someone quickly wanted to teach this young man who didn't understand the rules a lesson.

However, before they could take action, they saw the brawny man with the bristling beard striding up to meet him, shouting, “Lu Da… Lang, is there anything else you forgot to tell me?”

“No, I just want to find someone inside there,” Lu Jing pointed to Qiu Moli's courtyard.

The brawny man with the bristling beard was not stupid, and immediately realized why Lu Jing had come, so he took the initiative to bring Lu Jing to the front of the line, even at the cost of owing a favor, and had the four people in front of him give up their positions as well.

The female disciple from the Yunshui Jingci Pavilion who was responsible for receiving guests noticed what was happening outside the door.

Lu Jing coughed when he heard this, “That… I'm not here to visit Pavilion Master Qiu.”

Hearing this, the female disciple from the Yunshui Jingci Pavilion who was responsible for receiving guests and the brawny man with the bristling beard were both stunned.

Since Qiu Moli entered the city yesterday, this originally deserted street had become lively, and everyone who came here was without exception to visit the Pavilion Master of the Yunshui Jingci Pavilion.

This was the first time someone had come with other intentions.

The female disciple from the Yunshui Jingci Pavilion couldn't help but frown. Fortunately, Lu Jing didn't let her wait too long, and then continued, “I'm here to find Yan Yun, female hero Yan.”

“How do you know Senior Sister is here?” the female disciple asked in surprise.

Yan Yun had come quietly last night, and had been with Qiu Moli ever since, without leaving the door.

The female disciple's first reaction was that someone was secretly monitoring them, and her gaze towards Lu Jing became more and more vigilant.

But then she heard a voice from inside the courtyard, “Junior Sister Ji, he is my friend, let him in.”

The woman surnamed Ji finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this sentence, and then stepped aside, took two steps back, and made a gesture of invitation.

This scene caused an uproar among the heroes outside the door.

Since Qiu Moli came to the capital, there had been an endless stream of people coming to visit her, but most of them had been dismissed by the Yunshui Jingci Pavilion disciple guarding the door. Only a handful of people could walk into the courtyard gate, only a few people, each of whom was a famous hero in the martial arts world.

What virtue or ability did this young man have to be looked at differently by Senior Qiu?

Even if female hero Yan spoke, saying that the other party was her friend, it was unlikely that she would let just anyone in to disturb her master's peace and quiet.

Combining this with the almost absurd respect that the brawny man with the bristling beard from the Great Wind Gate had shown to Lu Jing before, and the words “Lu Daxia” that he blurted out at the time, some people with quick minds had already thought of something.

Seeing this, Lu Jing didn't dare to stay outside any longer and quickly walked into the door.

As the courtyard door closed again behind him, the noise outside was much less.

In the front yard, there was a small bamboo forest. Lu Jing walked along the path for about twenty or thirty steps, turned two corners, and when he looked up, he saw Yan Yun standing at the other end of the path.

The latter was dressed in white, with a long sword at her waist, looking spotless.

She seemed to have returned to the way she looked when the two first met, like a piece of white jade, perfect and flawless, making it impossible for people to find any fault.

But also equally difficult to get close to.

Seeing that Lu Jing seemed to be planning to speak, Yan Yun took the lead and said, “We'll talk about your affairs later. My master heard that you were coming and was quite curious and wanted to meet you.”

Lu Jing nodded, “Being able to listen to the teachings of Senior Qiu is naturally something I couldn't wish for more.”

“Come with me,” Yan Yun said, turning around and walking forward.

Lu Jing initially followed behind her, but after walking a few steps, he caught up again, walked side by side with her, and said softly, “About the previous matter…”

“You don't need to explain to me, that's your private matter,” Yan Yun said lightly.

“Ah no, what I actually wanted to say was about the time you sleepwalked and found me in the back mountain, I thought of a possibility.”

Yan Yun finally paused when she heard this sentence, and then asked, “What possibility?”

“When we were in Wujiang City…”

Lu Jing had only said half of it when he heard a snap, but it was Yan Yun who had cracked the scabbard of her sword.

A crack had finally appeared on that piece of perfect white jade.

Yan Yun turned her head and looked at Lu Jing beside her. At this moment, the distance between the tips of their noses was only a few inches, but there was no hint of tenderness in the white-clothed girl's eyes, but rather a hint of coldness.

“About that night, from now on, neither of us will mention it again, how about that?”