freenovelworld Chapter 208 Sit down and have some tea, let's talk about the chapter.
Chapter 208 Sit down and have some tea, let's talk about the chapter.
After Zhong Lingxin finished eating the seafood, Long Liu'er dejectedly led her to find a place to stay.
He no longer wanted to rent his house to Zhong Lingxin.
He had no idea that eating just one bite of fish fillet could cause his spiritual energy to surge. If it weren't for the quick eyes and hands of this cultivator, he might have been kidnapped and sold as a male prostitute.
He has a single water elemental root.
The mother used her only magic weapon to conceal her spiritual energy.
What should we do now?
In that instant when the spiritual energy fluctuated, the cultivator must have discovered his secret.
Zhong Lingxin followed behind Long Liuer and suddenly said, "Take me to your house."
Long Liu'er was shocked, her whole body trembling with fear. Just what she feared had come to pass.
Zhong Lingxin pressed down on Long Liu'er's shoulder and said softly, "Let's go. I mean no harm, and you have no other choice."
Dejected, Long Liu'er slowly made her way back, taking three steps at a time.
As he got closer to home, his heart grew heavier and heavier. He couldn't help but struggle to break free from Zhong Lingxin's grasp.
That attitude showed a complete disregard for his own life or death.
With a gentle press of Zhong Lingxin's spiritual power, Long Liu'er was completely immobilized, and could only stare at Zhong Lingxin in despair.
From a young age, he knew how tragic the fate of cultivators with only a water elemental root was, so his parents went to great lengths to keep it a secret for him.
He hated himself for being so greedy, for being tempted by a piece of fish fillet.
He hates Zhong Lingxin even more and might sell him.
They not only sold him, but also targeted his parents.
Two words flashed through Zhong Lingxin's mind: apprentice.
She cursed the Immortal Spirit Heavenly Dao a thousand times in her heart in frustration.
This is because the Celestial Spirit and Heavenly Dao forced her to take on a disciple and sent Long Liu'er to her.
All she wanted was to ascend to immortality and live a carefree life; she had no interest in taking on any disciples.
However, the power of the Immortal Spirit Heavenly Dao was greater than hers, so she had no choice but to accept it.
She gently turned Long Liu'er around, squatted down in front of him, and forced him to look up at her: "Long Liu'er, I'll say it again, I have no ill intentions towards you. Come on, take me to see your parents."
Helpless, Long Liu'er still looked at Zhong Lingxin with a fierce and defiant gaze.
Zhong Lingxin raised her hand, intending to make a vow to Heaven, but then she felt annoyed by the immortals and the Heavenly Dao. So she just sighed softly, took Long Liu'er's hand, and said, "Let's go, take me to see your parents."
Long Liu'er had no other choice at this point. He knew that high-level cultivators could perform soul searches, and if his soul was searched, he would be even less able to protect his parents.
He struggled to break free from Zhong Lingxin's hand, and with resolute courage, strode ahead. After turning several corners, he stopped in front of a dilapidated courtyard.
He gave Zhong Lingxin a malicious smile, seemingly proud of bringing such a powerful cultivator as Zhong Lingxin to such a dilapidated place.
Just then, the door to the main house in the courtyard opened, and a haggard woman saw Long Liu'er at a glance, exclaiming with delight, "Liu'er, you're back! Are you back so early today?"
Long Liu'er's malicious smile froze on his lips; he wanted to signal the haggard woman to shut up.
The facial expressions were incredibly rich and varied.
The haggard-looking woman immediately sensed something was wrong. She looked at Zhong Lingxin warily, grabbed Long Liu'er behind her, and demanded sharply, "What do you want to do?"
Zhong Lingxin slipped into the courtyard, waved her hand and pushed Long Liu'er and her son into the main room, and slowly said, "I don't want to do anything, I just want to talk to you."
From a side room of the main house, a male cultivator staggered out, shielding Long Liu'er and her child, and fiercely roared at Zhong Lingxin, "Get out!"
Zhong Lingxin sighed, waved her hand and threw out a trapping illusion array, then restored her appearance, took out her identity token and said to Long Liu'er and his family of three: "My name is Zhong Lingxin, a cultivator from Qingling Peak of Qingyun Sect in the inland of the Immortal Spirit Continent. I came to Dragon Island on business, but I found that your son and I have a master-disciple relationship."
Long Liu'er's parents were stunned.
They no longer doubted Zhong Lingxin's words, because there was no need to.
After a long while, it was Long Liu'er who reacted first: "You, you're not going to use us as furnaces?"
Zhong Lingxin smiled and looked at Long Liu'er's father: "Although you are injured, you are still a true Nascent Soul cultivator. Do you think I need a furnace cauldron?"
Long Liu'er's father breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, no, you don't need it, you don't need it!"
Turning his head, he hurriedly instructed Long Liu'er, "Long Xinglan, why don't you pay your respects to your master?"
Long Xinglan is Long Liu'er's real name.
Upon hearing his father's words, he hurried forward, knelt before Zhong Lingxin, and respectfully kowtowed nine times: "Long Xinglan pays respects to Master."
Zhong Lingxin nodded and sent a storage ring flying to Long Xinglan: "Get up. This is a gift from your master. The specific disciple-acceptance ceremony will have to be held when we return to Qingyun Sect."
Long Xinglan accepted the storage ring, stood up respectfully, stood beside Zhong Lingxin, and turned to introduce her: "Master, this is my father, Long Xingkong, and my mother, Nan Haiyun."
Long Xinglan's mother was overjoyed; she was finally relieved that her son's spiritual root was no longer a concern. Eager to express her gratitude to Zhong Lingxin, she stammered incoherently, "Look at me, we, Master, I'll go make you a cup of tea."
Zhong Lingxin chuckled and held out a pill to Long Xingkong: "Senior Brother Long, this pill might be helpful for your injuries."
Long Xingkong accepted the pill, equally excited and incoherent, only muttering "thank you."
Zhong Lingxin ignored them and took out a jade pendant, which she then hid in Long Xinglan's chest. With this jade pendant, even a cultivator at the Tribulation Transcending stage would find it difficult to detect Long Xinglan's spiritual root.
Then, she took out a storage bag containing a thousand low-grade spirit stones and instructed Long Xinglan: "Your master wants to eat and drink well and wants to try all the delicacies of the immortal realm. Take this and buy some seafood every day to cook. That will be your way of showing filial piety to your master. Also, find out everything that happens on the island every day, no matter how small, and tell your master about it."
Long Xinglan respectfully accepted the storage bag, took out ten low-grade spirit stones, and left.
Zhong Lingxin smiled but didn't say anything. Having been poor for so long, in his mind, the seafood that he could usually see but dared not buy was probably the best.
Nan Haiyun hurriedly fetched water from the courtyard and waved his hand, about to use a blazing talisman to boil it.
Zhong Lingxin took the bucket of water from Nan Haiyun, waved a tea set out, and said softly, "Senior Sister Nan, come, sit down and have some tea. Let's talk."
Nan Haiyun looked at Long Xingkong, who was recovering from his injuries after taking the healing pills. She was torn between wanting to have tea with Zhong Lingxin and wanting to watch Long Xingkong recover.
Zhong Lingxin pulled her back and said with a smile, "Senior Sister Nan, don't worry, I'm protecting you, nothing will happen. Come and have some tea with me. I've been wanting to hear about Dragon Island."