The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

Chapter 40 - High Officer

Ling Fengxiao said: “In the past, I’ve been to Yunan to pay a visit to the Gate of Black Water, and spent some time in Yunan. The scenery in Yunan is extremely varied; it’s cold in the morning, with the wind blowing fiercely, but it turns hot and sunny in the early afternoon. If it’s July or August, there will be the occasional heavy rain, and the rain comes and goes quickly, with the sun coming out after a short while. At night, the puddles of rain would have dried up, and the scenery would be beautiful. This man said that he likes these three types of scenery—you’ll definitely experience it to the full extent if in Yunan.”

The man recognised that she was someone of similar taste and quickly agreed: “This girl is right, after living for three years in Yunan, you can experience all three types of scenery in one day.”

Ling Fengxiao continued: “Then again, Yunan is full of disease, with many poisonous insects; with all due respect, it’s naturally impossible for you to go. Who knows if there is truly such a place in the world, and who knows if what this man says is true or false?”

The old lord looked between them for a while, and his beard trembled slightly. He sighed, and said: “What you said is also reasonable.”

Then, after a moment, he raised his beard and glared: “You said that Yunan is full of disease, so I can’t do, but you’re a delicate girl with tender skin, how can you go? You must be colluding with this thief to deceive me! Outrageous!”

Ling Fengxiao said calmly: “I was born in Phoenix Mountain Villa, and my body was forged from fire, so naturally I’m not afraid of falling ill. This younger generation can clearly sense the Old Lord’s tough love.”

Yue Buhun was torn between believing and distrusting her. He looked her up and down for a while, then his figure suddenly flashed, leaving the wheelchair, and he reached out to slap Ling Fengxiao!

In this palm, it throbbed with spiritual energy, a hand full of strength, and contained endless power. Ling Fengxiao was suddenly faced with an incredible danger.

Ling Fengxiao moved in a way that couldn’t be understood. In the blink of an eye, her red robes swayed, and her figure had already turned, landing like a charming demon behind Yue Buhun.

Yue Buhun sat back on the wheelchair: “Looks like you were telling the truth.”

Ling Fengxiao: “This one would not dare to lie.”

Lin Shu thought, apparently, this Old Lord Yue, Yue Buhun, used his wheelchair as a prop. Not only was his lower body perfectly normal, but he was also extremely nimble, with incredible martial arts.

Then, Ling Fengxiao had also figured out how to combat him. Regardless of whether they were old or young, they would always search for holes in what other people said. If one spoke truthfully and honestly, then they would no longer seek a fight.

Yue Buhun looked closely and measured Ling Fengxiao again. “You speak very well, and you look neat and well-groomed. You can marry into the Yue family.”

Lin Shu: “...”

Was this the criteria for the spousal selections for your Yue family?

However, the Big Miss said: “Old Lord, I’ve already been promised to someone.”

It was better to not say this sentence. Once the sentence hit the ground, Yue Buhun’s expression changed, and he actually became angry!

“Outrageous!” His beard twitched, and his eyes widened. “Which family’s dog have you been promised to? You mean, there’s someone out there that can speak better than my Yue family? My grandson, Yue, Yue...”

As he spoke, he suddenly paused, as if his fire had been put out. It turned out that the old man was extremely old, and he been so confused that he forgot his grandson’s name.

He was obsessed with arguing, and appeared to be quite proud of his grandson who also liked to argue. It was to the point that when a maiden from another family married someone, the first criteria in his heart was “must be able to argue”.

Lin Shu thought, your grandson Yue Ruohe, was threatened by Ling Fengxiao for arguing too much on Day 1. After, he never dared to make any sort of noise near the Big Miss. If he were asked to marry the Big Miss, he would never agree to it.

However, Yue Buhun clearly thought differently, and paused for a moment before skipping over his grandson’s name. “Ask that dog to come out! I challenge him to battle with me in a war of words!”

Ling Fengxiao: “Senior, even though your talent is peerless, you might not be able to pick out his mistakes.”

Yue Buhun made an interested noise, and said: “Quick, let me meet him!”

Lin Shu quietly watched. Being unable to pick out his mistakes, wasn’t it because a dead person wouldn’t make mistakes?

Then, the Big Miss continued: “He’s a little timid, senior, if you could grant me one thing, I would coax him to meet you.”

Yue Buhun: “Good! I want to see... what kind of person he is!”

Ling Fengxiao said: “We study in Shangling Academy. Yesterday, a monster from Beixia suddenly appeared in the academy, and we suspect there may be a conspiracy involved. Shangling Mountain is vast and wide, and the normal search spells are unable to properly cover the land. If senior would use ‘Part of Ten Thousand’ to aid us, it would definitely help.”

Yue Buhun squinted and said: “You want me to use a spell to investigate the mountains?”

Ling Fengxiao said: “Indeed.”

Yue Buhun said: “That’s not easy.”

Ling Fengxiao said: “Senior, all you need is one word.”

“Naturally!”

Like this, Lin Shu saw how the Big Miss easily tricked Old Lord Yue to help her in a few sentences.

Ling Fengxiao had already explained that a Beixia monster had invaded Shangling Academy, but the old lord didn’t seem to realise it at all, only hearing the message of ‘use your spell to investigate the mountain’. It proved that he really had become muddled. If they had approached him with an ordinary invitation, they really might not have been able to convince him.

Ling Fengxiao turned around and looked at Lord Yue. Lord Yue nodded, and after a while, a carriage to Shangling Academy was prepared.

Ling Fengxiao: “Senior, please.”

Yue Buhun asked again: “There really is someone that I can’t find fault with?”

Ling Fengxiao: “After the academy’s affairs have been settled, senior will naturally find out for himself.”

Yue Buhun was happily coaxed onto the carriage by a young disciple. A few outstanding Dream-like Hall disciples accompanied him, and Lord Yue even joined in. It seemed that they really put the safety of the academy in their hearts.

Ling Fengxiao asked Lin Shu: “Are you taking the carriage?”

Lin Shu weighed the pros and cons between an argumentative spirit and the Big Miss, and eventually said: “Not taking.”

The Big Miss said: “Then we will continue to ride Zhaoye.”

Zhaoye was still very affectionate to Lin Shu.

After having experienced the ride here, Lin Shu was now much more comfortable.

“I thought I would have to pull out more tricks,” Ling Fengxiao said from behind him. “I didn’t expect him to be so easily coaxed.”

Lin Shu couldn’t help but laugh a little.

This Old Lord Yue, he was still a little cute.

Ling Fengxiao said again: “Unfortunately, you were wronged. If they find the source of the monster, and Senior Yue remembers what I said earlier, you’ll just have to have a battle of words with him, but you don’t need to speak.”

Lin Shu: “?”

After a moment, he reacted. The Big Miss wanted to use him to pretend to be her fiancé, to fool Yue Buhun.

–This person was also quite cunning. She only said that he wouldn’t be able to pick out the flaws in the person, but said nothing about how good he was at debating.

If a person refused to speak at all, like a gourd without a mouth, then naturally no mistakes could be picked out.

Zhaoye raced east, Dream-like Hall’s carriage also travelled quickly, and they reached the foot of Shangling Mountain in a few moments.

They transferred to the spiritual platform and rose to the entrance of the mountain.

Ling Fengxiao took out her jade seal to transmit a message, and they stood at the gates, waiting for entry.

When Lin Shu first came to the mountain gate, it was when he entered the academy for the first time. The entire place was foreign to him, and he had left in a hurry, so he had yet to take a close look.

Now, when they were waiting outside the gate, he could finally see the words written on either side of the gate.

Within a hundred years of immortal cultivation, one’s ambitions would be in the Jianghu’s view.

In the middle of the mountain gate, four characters were engraved: “Drunk Reversal of Death”.

Extremely powerful.

After one stick of incense had been fully burnt, Ling Fengxiao said faintly: “The Grandmaster is here.”

The Grandmaster that Ling Fengxiao spoke of, was the High Officer of Shangling Academy, Shang Lingjian.

Lin Shu had heard of him before, but he had never seen him. Hearing this, he retracted his gaze from the mountain gate and looked forward.

A figure walked out from the layers of immortal mist.

From his appearance, he was about thirty years old, dressed in a dark blue robe, with half-tied up hair and dressed like a Confucian disciple. His eyebrows were full of grace, and his attitude was calm and peaceful.

The High Officer first gave a large bow to Old Lord Yue: “Honourable Senior, our eternal thanks.”

Old Lord Yue rubbed his eyes: “Oh.”

After, he turned to Ling Fengxiao and said with a smile: “Your Highness.”

Lin Shu looked at him.

He felt familiar.

If the High Officer were just seven or eight years younger, and those eyebrows were changed from being calm to clean and kind...

–It would bear a 70 to 80% resemblance to Mr. Meng.

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