My Lady Always Lacks Ambition

Chapter 694 - 678: The Junior Temple Master is Sneaky and Vulgar

Marquis of Wind was shocked by Qin Liuxi’s guess.

That Evil Buddha wants to become a god, this is too inconceivable.

He looked at Qin Liuxi and asked, "Could it be that we guessed wrong?"

"I actually hope that I guessed wrong. But try to put yourself in his shoes; if it was you, imprisoned for thousands of years, and you finally escaped, would you willingly let yourself be captured again and continue to be detained? I initially thought he would only bring calamity to the mortal world after his escape, but it seems now that my vision was too narrow."

Qin Liuxi gazed at the Green Lake before him, suddenly, the calm surface of the lake rippled.

The wind had started.

Marquis of Wind had no rebuttal.

Would he be content if it were him? Probably not?

"What does it take to become a god?" murmured Marquis of Wind.

Qin Liuxi shook his head: "I don’t know either. But you are already a Demigod, what does it depend on? And those Mountain Gods, what do they rely on? It’s faith, an indispensable element."

"Faith?"

"Yes, faith. As long as people believe, he will have faith." Qin Liuxi stood with his hands behind his back, his fingers gently tapping.

"Even so, being an Evil Cultivation, he could only be considered an Evil God, right?"

Qin Liuxi sighed lightly, "Faith is a mysterious thing. As long as it is attained, you can harness its power. I believe you know this well. Even if it’s an Evil God, as long as people believe, he can exist."

Marquis of Wind looked down at himself, indeed it was so – the more people worshipped him, the more devoutly they revered him, the continuous stream of the Power of Faith nourished him.

"Regardless, we still need to find ancient historical records. He is, to us, an old demon and certainly knows more than we do. If we want to avoid being deceived by him, then we must struggle to disrupt his opportunity to become a god."

"What if it’s a futile fight at death’s door? You also said he’s an old demon from thousands of years ago."

Qin Liuxi glared at him: "Boosting the morale of others while undermining your own prestige. Are you really a Demigod?"

"I’m a self-taught deity. My divine power is insufficient," the Marquis of Wind candidly replied.

"Then cultivate. Everyone else can do it, why can’t you? Work hard on your cultivation and leave him with no way out."

Marquis of Wind: "?"

Could you speak more understandably?

He looked at Qin Liuxi and said, "Speaking frankly, if we really can’t stop him from becoming a god, what then?"

Qin Liuxi stared at him: "If we can’t stop him, then I’ll slay the god!"

Slay the gods if encountered, and slay the Buddha if encountered. No matter who he is, if she’s upset, no one shall have peace.

Marquis of Wind’s pupils contracted.

"Is it the Junior Temple Master?"

A voice came from behind.

Qin Liuxi turned around, and there was Yan Qishan not far behind looking in her direction. Seeing her turn, he immediately grinned and rushed over, "Yo, I just came to have a look, didn’t expect it was actually you."

Qin Liuxi pulled him slightly to prevent him from falling into the lake due to his momentum and said: "How did you know I was here?"

Yan Qishan said with a beaming smile, "Ah Da mentioned that someone arrived at the temple and lurked around suspiciously, snuck around quite creepily, didn’t know what he intended. I heard his description, thought it sounded like you, and just came over to check, turns out I was right."

Qin Liuxi: "?"

She looked towards the stunned vendor called Ah Da, her lips curving into a smirk. She, creepy and sneaky?

Old Yan, you old man, have you already offended me?

Yan Qishan didn’t realize he had unwittingly insulted Qin Liuxi. He looked around and squeezed next to her, whispering, "What brings you here? Sitting here, are you talking to our ancestors? Are they here?"

"Yes, you just pushed one of them aside," Qin Liuxi coolly replied.

What?

Yan Qishan was startled and quickly stepped back, bowing deeply, "Qishan has committed a severe disrespect, please ancestors do not blame."

"Now that you’ve stepped back, you’ve stepped on his foot, he’s currently cursing you for being an unfilial descendant."

Yan Qishan’s foot stiffened, unsure whether to move forward or backward, a look of terror on his face.

It’s a loss not being able to see it.

Marquis of Wind shook his head and said, "He’s already an old child himself. Stop teasing him."

Qin Liuxi snorted unhappily, glaring at Yan Qishan, "He called me frivolous, what’s wrong with teasing him a bit?"

Yan Qishan was dumbfounded, when did I insult her, and how dare I go so far, not fearing she would make me walk the Yin Road again?

Soon, he realized the crux of the matter, and with a loud slap on his thigh, he quickly bowed apologetically, "I misspoke, please forgive me, Junior Temple Master."

He then glared at Ah Da, thinking how splendid and bright the Junior Temple Master looked, where was the frivolity in that, it’s just your blind eyes.

Qin Liuxi said, "Alright, you’ve seen the person already, I’ll take my leave now."

Upon hearing her initiating to leave, Yan Qishan quickly held onto her sleeve, "Hey, hey, no rush to leave. I was thinking of visiting Li City myself; what a coincidence."

"What for?"

Yan Qishan replied, "Well, a close friend’s son-in-law caught a serious illness, consulted countless doctors without success. We intended to go to Li City to seek you, but never expected you to be already here, my friend really is lucky."

"What’s the ailment?"

"Heard it’s some kind of sore on the back, flares up violently, took many remedies but didn’t improve."

Qin Liuxi hesitated, then said, "For Marquis of Wind’s sake, since you’re here, let’s take a look at it."

She looked at Marquis of Wind, "We still have to pay more attention to that matter. We both should look through useful scripture scrolls to see if we can find a solution, and touch base afterward?"

Marquis of Wind nodded.

"Then I’ll leave first." Qin Liuxi looked at Yan Qishan, "Lead the way."

Yan Qishan bowed towards Marquis of Wind, "Ancestor, I’ll come to worship again tomorrow."

He hurriedly followed Qin Liuxi, sending his servant ahead to run errands and inquire, asking Qin Liuxi along the way what they were investigating and if he could be of help?

Qin Liuxi initially didn’t want to say, but after a thought, asked, "You’ve traveled ten thousand miles and studied extensively. Have you ever seen or heard among the folks storytellers talking about methods to become a god?"

Yan Qishan laughed, saying, "Becoming a god? Are you talking about mythological stories... uh." Seeing Qin Liuxi was quite serious, he said, "Are you speaking in earnest?"

"Do I look like I’m joking?"

To say something offending, being serious while joking does seem somewhat similar, but he dare not say so.

"In this world, where exists such methods? Even if there are, they’re just to fool people. Let alone methods to become a god, people believe in ghosts more than gods." Yan Qishan shook his head.

Qin Liuxi looked at him, "The way Yan Family speaks, is indeed identical, definitely born from the same line."

Yan Qishan’s smile deepened, he took her back to Yan Family, met the Old Clan Chief, had dinner, and then received the news conveyed by the servant.

His old friend was now eagerly waiting to welcome them.

Qin Liuxi declined Yan Qishan’s suggestion to stay overnight and went with him that night to see the patient.