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Xu Changâan pondered for a while, realizing that after buying the Spirit-Eating Worm, he only had one thousand points left.
But this was part of his plan, as one thousand points wasnât too little. Buying some Spiritual Liquid shouldnât be too far off.
Perhaps it wouldnât last long, but he was alive, and during this time he could earn more Contribution Points and then replenish the Spiritual Liquid.
Compared to that, if he missed the Spirit-Eating Worm, he might never get it again.
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"Senior Sister, is there any Spiritual Liquid left in the hall for medicinal baths?" Xu Changâan asked, "It needs to be under one thousand points."
"Spiritual Liquid?" Shi Qingjun responded, slightly taken aback.
This was like hitting the swordâs edge, she originally intended to give Xu Changâan the Dao Rhyme Spiritual Liquid and was considering changing it, but seeing Xu Changâan so eager for even a single worm, she felt it was best to maintain this good karma.
However, she found Xu Changâan quite intriguing at the moment.
Observing someone refining their heart, is it truly this interesting?
If it was indeed interesting, why did she find Zhu Tongjun in Beisang City being Madame so uninteresting?
"Is it for Miss Yun again?" Shi Qingjun smirked.
"Yes." Xu Changâan didnât find it amusing.
"The cheapest Spiritual Liquid would be two thousand points."
Couldnât afford it.
Well, guessed it.
Xu Changâan nodded, already considering whether to seek help from Senior Lu, Senior Wen, or Junior Master Qin.
Perhaps Qinling would be better, as they are elders, and wouldnât lack such Contribution Points.
"By coincidence, I have an extra bottle of Spiritual Liquid here. If you fancy it, Iâll give it to you for one thousand points." Shi Qingjun took out a bottle of Dao Rhyme Spiritual Liquid and placed it on the table.
Xu Changâanâs eyes sparked upon hearing this, but when he looked... he was suddenly stunned.
He saw Shi Qingjunâs Spiritual Liquid was entirely rainbow-colored, with clouds and mist continuously rising, the interior appearing as a glazed color, emitting a subtle fluorescence.
Thatâs not the main point.
The main point is... Xu Changâan could faintly discern various indescribable patterns within the Spiritual Liquid in the bottle.
Seeing these elusive profound patterns, Xu Changâan immediately thought of the Jade Splendor Primordial Qi given to him by the system earlier, which also had similar patterns.
Though it was apparent that the patterns on this bottle of Spiritual Liquid were far less dense and clear compared to those on the Jade Splendor Primordial Qi, resembling discontinuous, broken imprints.
"Senior Sister, is this Spiritual Liquid?" Xu Changâan asked.
"Of course, itâs Spiritual Liquid." Shi Qingjun nodded, saying, "I originally intended to use it myself. Since you need it, take it for one thousand points; itâs not something valuable, just me returning the favor."
"Favor?" Xu Changâan was puzzled.
Shi Qingjun recalled the celestial tribulation but said, "Didnât I ask you for a bit of Water Spirit Qi earlier? Thatâs the favor."
"This counts too?" Xu Changâan was helpless.
"This is Muyu Peak, seeking tranquility in thoughts, so take it as itâs given." Shi Qingjun said.
"Is Senior Sister Shi a disciple of Muyu Peak?" Xu Changâan asked.
"..." Shi Qingjunâs tone paused, she glanced up at Xu Changâan and asked, "Do you want it or not?"
"Yes, thank you, Senior Sister Shi." Xu Changâan didnât hesitate further, he indeed needed it, and what Senior Sister said was correct; if both sides win, why refuse?
Moreover, even if Shi Qingjun wasnât a disciple of Muyu Peak, her presence there indicated Fang Sishiâs deep trust, so he accepted Shi Qingjunâs favor.
Senior Sister helped him, a fact he would remember and repay when the opportunity arose.
Shi Qingjun lightly moved Xu Changâanâs last Contribution Points, along with the Steward Order and Spiritual Liquid, pushing them to him, saying, "Junior Brother, the concentration of this Spiritual Liquid might be a bit high, at the level of the Open Source Realm, your wife might not be able to handle it alone... itâs best if you use it with her to dilute it for better effect."
"Together?"
"Youâre married now, so bathing together is nothing."
"Got it." Xu Changâan noted this.
Meaning, he now had a valid reason to stick close to Yun Qian.
Taking the bottle, Shi Qingjun then explained the usage precautions of the Spiritual Liquid, including but not limited to how much to drop in the water at once, how long to soak, and how to recycle it.
During this time, Xu Changâan had gotten somewhat familiar with Shi Qingjun, and he curiously asked, "Senior Sister, what are those occasional patterns on the Spiritual Liquid?"
"...Patterns?" Shi Qingjun heard this and remained silent for a while, struggling not to show an inappropriate expression.
"Itâs just some good Spiritual Qi, it doesnât hinder your usage."
"I see."
Xu Changâan didnât pay much attention.
Shi Qingjun, however, was on her mind.
He... actually could see?
She could barely sense a trace of mysterious Dao rhyme within, but knew nothing about the shape of the Dao rhyme.
The word Dao is enigmatic and hard to understand, formless in existence, yet Xu Changâan could directly see the form of the Dao.
Because he was already an Enlightened One, he could see it.
This undoubtedly reinforced Shi Qingjunâs belief that Xu Changâan was the reincarnation of an Immortal, leaving her with no doubt.
However, Shi Qingjun didnât ask Xu Changâan about the appearance of the Dao patterns in his eyes.
The great Dao is formless, and after observing the origin of the Dao, the Dao in oneâs eyes and heart differs for each person; knowing Xu Changâanâs view of the Dao patterns would undoubtedly affect her own Dao heart, possibly with adverse results.
Not only would it not be an opportunity, but it might also be dangerous.
So she didnât ask.
But no matter how Shi Qingjun contemplated, she could never know that what Xu Changâan saw was not a shape he enlightened, but the most original form.
Though this wasnât important to Xu Changâan as he didnât need it.
With Shi Qingjunâs help, Xu Changâan had purchased all the items he needed, successfully transforming from a "hoarding hamster" to a completely poor man with not a penny left.
He needed to find ways to earn Contribution Points.
From now on, he needed to prepare for Yun Qianâs arrival at Muyu Peak.
Having finished everything, Xu Changâan was about to say goodbye to Senior Sister Shi when he suddenly remembered something.
Senior Lu had told him, once Yun Qian arrived at Muyu Peak, having him and Yun Qian as a couple would match the mountainâs name.
Regarding Yun Qian, Xu Changâan couldnât help but want to understand what his Senior Sister meant.
Could Yun Qianâs arrival on the mountain hold some special significance?
"Senior Sister, I donât know much about Muyu Peakâs past." Xu Changâan asked indirectly, "Given our Sect has so many Disciple Peaks, their names should have meanings, so what does Muyu Peakâs name signify?"
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Shi Qingjun was so stunned.
Looking at the pure eyes of the young man before her, Shi Qingjun sighed.
She never imagined someone would ask her such things.
Shi Qingjun seriously said, "There was first Chaoyun Sect, and then Muyu Peak, remember that."
"Isnât that obvious?" Xu Changâan responded, of course, there must be a Sect before there could be Disciple Peaks.
"When Chaoyun Sect was established, it gathered most sects from Qing Province." Shi Qingjun sighed, "Do you know Hehuan Sect?"
"I do." Xu Changâan nodded.
Although Hehuan Sect sounded somewhat informal, it was indeed a reputable and righteous sect, influential in Chaoyun City.
"Though Hehuan Sect now gathers at Tripod Heart Peak, initially Muyu Peakâs first batch of disciples were from Hehuan Sect. Over time, some stayed and some left."
For example, Muyu Peakâs steward Zhu Tongjun was the current Sect Leader Hehuanâs younger sister.
In essence, Muyu Peakâs predecessor was Hehuan Sect, but later Hehuan Sect abandoned Charm Technique and other Six Arts for Women, integrating more cultivation styles, leading to Muyu Peakâs independence.
"I see." Xu Changâan said, though still not entirely understanding Shi Qingjunâs explanation.
Shi Qingjun looked at him, shook her head after a moment, and earnestly said, "Youâve heard of âMorning Clouds and Evening Rain,â havenât you?"
"Morning Clouds and Evening Rain?"
Xu Changâan didnât grasp it initially. After a while, seeing Shi Qingjunâs water-like eyes, he was stunned.
"Morning Clouds and Evening Rain was an enigmatic saying, a light cry amidst the moonlight." Shi Qingjun let a strand of hair fall by her ear and softly said, "Thatâs the origin of Muyu Peakâs name. Anything else to ask?"
Morning Clouds and Evening Rain initially referred to the cyclic rotation of Yin and Yang, more simply put, matters between men and women.
A bunch of Hehuan Sectâs Meizi, what formal name could they come up with?
Good intentions of Chaoyun, tainted by the addition of Muyu, inevitably coloring it.