My Lady Always Lacks Ambition

Chapter 715 - Capítulo 715: 699: Coming to the Treasure Hall Only When Something Arises

Capítulo 715: Chapter 699: Coming to the Treasure Hall Only When Something Arises

Qinglan Temple Master stood at the entrance of his Daoist Room, clad in a dark cyan Daoist robe, his hair fastened with a purple jade bamboo hairpin, holding a horsetail whisk in hand—truly the embodiment of an immortal with the bearing of a sage.

Upon seeing Qin Liuxi and her party, he revealed a smile, but when his gaze fell upon Hei Sha, his eyes half-narrowed, he activated his Dharma Eye, and his Breathing briefly hitched.

Born through the cultivation of nature’s Spiritual Energy, a true Mountain Spirit.

Qinglan Temple Master looked towards Qin Liuxi, his gaze somewhat complex. More and more people and spirit monsters with spiritual energy were gathering around her—it was unclear what future this would lead to and whether he could fully assist her.

“Master Qing Lan,” Qin Liuxi performed a Taoist ceremony.

Hei Sha, facing the Qinglan Temple Master and feeling the Merit Power in him, didn’t dare to act rashly and followed with a bow.

Qinglan Temple Master pointed at Qin Liuxi with the horsetail whisk and said with a smile, “One doesn’t visit a temple without a cause—you must have an issue to come to my temple.”

Qin Liuxi, playfully touching the back of her head, replied, “Since you are so divinely insightful, why not do me a favor? Let me have a glance at those cherished and long-stored elixir recipes to see if I have the talent to craft one or two.”

He Ming’s hands, holding a tray, twitched, nearly spilling the tea. Master Buqiu really dares to ask! Even as a disciple of this temple, I wouldn’t dare ask the Grandmaster for an elixir recipe to look at.

The corner of Qinglan Temple Master’s mouth twitched, “If I really let you take ‘just a glance,’ my Qinglan Temple’s elixirs would have no place in this world.”

“I’ll take your words as a compliment then,” Qin Liuxi grinned and snickered secretly.

Hei Sha looked on with disdain, watching her get carried away with pride. If she had a tail, it surely would be sticking up by now.

Qinglan Temple Master sent He Ming away and turned to look at Hei Sha, “Where did you abduct a Mountain Spirit from?”

Hei Sha’s eyes lit up, “You can see my origins?”

“I may not have deep Daoist Cultivation, but I still possess this bit of insight,” Qinglan Temple Master laughed, pretending to be profound.

Qin Liuxi seized the opportunity to ask, “Do you know of the Black Desert?”

“The one in the Foreign Countries?” the Qinglan Temple Master asked.

Qin Liuxi nodded.

“Why would you go there and… bring him back?”

“It’s a long story, and also the reason why I came,” Qin Liuxi explained her visit was to find a cure for Quan Jing’s poisoning and the search for the Golden Scorpion that led her to the Black Desert.

The Qinglan Temple Master, upon hearing it was someone from the Northwest Quan Family, sighed, “Generals in the military kill much and accumulate heavy evil spirits, damaging harmony, and their descendants bear the consequences.”

Qin Liuxi had no rebuttal—it wasn’t that the statement was incorrect or unfair; it was just the way of the Heavenly Dao. To kill is to kill.

“Such a deadly poison indeed places one on the brink of death, one out of ten survival—you’re bold to take it on,” Qinglan Temple Master sighed, unsure what else to say.

“As long as it’s worthwhile, even a slim chance of survival can be seized,” Qin Liuxi shrugged, “That’s why I’m here looking for elixir recipes or related books, to find a way to weaken and neutralize the toxicity of the Golden Scorpion before planting it. Otherwise, Quan Jing’s body cannot withstand the ‘fighting poison with poison’ approach.”

She didn’t fear the dead, but clung to the sliver of hope, not wishing for Quan Jing to die by her hands.

“Regarding the toxicity of the Golden Scorpion, isn’t he the clearest on that?” Qinglan Temple Master pointed at Hei Sha.

Hei Sha, embarrassed, awkwardly tugged at the corner of his mouth.

“He’s just a fool, all ‘I don’t know’ when questioned, absolutely unreliable,” Qin Liuxi scornfully glanced at him.

Hei Sha retorted, “Those tiny insects, how would a great old demon like me pay attention to them? If they don’t seek death, I certainly wouldn’t bother them.”

Qin Liuxi gave a snort. The Golden Scorpion, too, claiming there are no natural enemies in the Black Desert, might as well attempt to provoke this Black Sand Demon. Even an ant may shake a tree, not to mention another species, like termites.

By the same token, the Golden Scorpion may not match the old demon, but what if it did? What if it actually managed to melt the Black Sand Demon? Wouldn’t it then claim kingship and dominate?

Golden Scorpion: Never expected that one day our Golden Scorpion clan would be held in such esteem!

Hei Sha felt a chilling sensation on his side as malice almost engulfed him. Subconsciously, he moved away from Qin Liuxi, further away, and then left the room.

The Qinglan Temple Master suppressed a laugh and thought for a moment, “I don’t even know of any Medical Books that mention the Golden Scorpion, but if you want to check the Book Collection Pavilion, you can also look through the various Medical Books. Besides, if you can’t find it there, you can also ask the Witch Doctor; the Golden Scorpion has a strong toxicity and belongs to the insect category, the Witch Clan are much more adept at handling insects than our Taoist Sect.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Liuxi had a flash of inspiration in her mind.

The Qinglan Temple Master then asked, “How is your master’s health?”

Qin Liuxi’s train of thought was interrupted, and she came back to reality, saying, “Same as usual. You know about that traitor from our Qingping Temple, don’t you? He’s still alive.”

The Qinglan Temple Master was startled, “Are you talking about Chi Zhenzi still being alive? How is that possible? He has long been dead, his Dao extinguished!”

“He managed to resurrect after obtaining a Buddha Bone from Siluo,” Qin Liuxi said with a grave face. “I only learned of this after a recent confrontation with him.”

The Qinglan Temple Master was even more shocked, “You mean the Buddha Bone of the Evil Ghost Siluo? That’s impossible, it’s been thousands of years, how could it still exist, and for its Buddha Bone to have such power?”

“Besides the few that are unaccounted for, weren’t some of them sealed and stored by the Buddhist Sect?” Qin Liuxi chuckled, but her smile held a different kind of meaning.

The Qinglan Temple Master fell silent.

“There’s something even more shocking, I have a bold conjecture. Would you like to hear it?”

The Qinglan Temple Master, looking at her malicious smile, felt goosebumps.

Could he refuse?

He could not.

So he was forced to listen to that bold conjecture, and this time he was so astonished that the horsetail whisk fell from his hand, “Impossible, this is absolutely impossible! There is not a shred of evidence.”

“Why not possible, isn’t everything possible? But you’re right, indeed there is no evidence, so shall we just stand by and watch?”

The Qinglan Temple Master revealed a bitter smile, stand by and watch, wouldn’t that be too greedy for life and afraid of death? For those who cultivate, if fearful of life and death, how can their Dao flourish?

“Your conjecture is too outlandish, based solely on imagination, it’s very hard to conclude. The nature’s spiritual energy is scant, and for thousands of years no one from the Mystic Sect has ascended, how difficult must it be to become a god? It’s too unrealistic!”

“But he is the Evil Buddha Siluo who has existed for thousands of years. He knows far more than we do. We may not know the God-making Technique, but does that mean he doesn’t?” Qin Liuxi said.

The Qinglan Temple Master was taken aback, indeed, that person had been alive for thousands of years.

“If it’s as you say, then…” The Qinglan Temple Master is somewhat worried. Could they really compete against him?

“Whether this conjecture is valid or not, we must nip this threat in the bud,” Qin Liuxi stated. “Therefore, when I find the opportunity, I will visit the Underworld and let the various Hall Masters hear this conjecture. We mortals with frail physical bodies, we can’t match such a divine being. If we guess wrongly, so be it; but if we guess right and he actually succeeds, the first to suffer divine retribution will be those of the Underworld!”

The Qinglan Temple Master looked at her skeptically: Listening to you, it sounds like you’re going to stir up trouble?

In the Underworld, Hall Masters who are already frustrated in their search for Siluo collectively shuddered – why does it feel so inauspicious!