“Miss Sikong’s analysis is very logical.” Pei Mufeng said.
“Yes, yes.”Meng Qi also nodded vigorously. She was unable to think so thoroughly. But listening to Sikong Xing’s deduction, she didn’t doubt its feasibility.
“Hehehe.” Sikong Xing smiled cheerfully. “Right? So this person must be the enemy of Pavilion Master Pei, or…” She rolled her eyes again: “Cultivators who haven’t been invited to the conference and deliberately make trouble out of grudge!”
“Yes, yes. “Meng Qi nodded again and again, “Xingxing, you are amazing!”
“Hehehe.” Sikong Xing tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear. “Of course, this is just my guess. To be sure, Pavilion Master Pei has to send people to investigate, as to not affect the running conference.”
“There is another thing.” Su Junmo finally caught up. “Besides humiliating large medical sects, this person can also build their own prestige. During the Medical Cultivator Conference, besides medical sects, there will also be many wandering cultivators with no affiliation per se, and even those who want to change their sects. If this person wants to gather a group of cultivators and build a new sect, this is definitely a good opportunity. ”
“You are right!” Sikong Xing nodded, “They can use this opportunity to leapfrog their sect.”
“I’m a bit curious now.” Su Junmo frowned, “Why is this person so sure that no one would know the array, thus sabotaging this plan?”
“In Three Thousand Worlds, the knowledge and inheritance of arrays were mostly cut off ten thousand years ago. Few survive to this day.” Pei Mufeng said. “My master has a close friend who is a refinery cultivator. According to him, the refinery cultivation lost too much during the catastrophe. It’s practically impossible to reproduce the glory of ancient times.”
“Yeah.” When it came to the proper business, Su Junmo also became serious. “Even in the Demon Realm, there is no complete inheritance from the ancient times. The Devil Realm is also no better. Because of this, for ten thousand years, no matter which race, human, demon, or devil, all are full of longing towards the Starfallen Sea. Countless people go to explore there. After all, if they could find the artifacts and records left behind by the fallen predecessors, they could reproduce many of lost heritages.”
Meng Qi suddenly felt a longing. Not only refinery cultivation, but also medical cultivation lost many inheritances during the catastrophes.
Would she ever have a chance to enter the Starfallen Sea one day?
“We’re here.” While talking, the four soon arrived at Ruyi Inn’s entrance.
Pei Mufeng stopped, his gaze fell on Meng Qi’s face, “In two days, the Medical Cultivator Conference will start. Please don’t run around. The preparator is hiding in the dark, and we don’t know when they will make another move.” He paused, “Be careful.”
“We understand.” Meng Qi nodded.
Pei Mufeng took a deep look at her for the last time, then turned and strode away. The young man was tall and sturdy, like pine or cypress. The morning sun shone gently on his body and cast a shadow on the neatly structured bluestone street.
Meng Qi stood at the gate of Ruyi Inn, watching Pei Mufeng’s departing figure.
Su Junmo looked at Meng Qi, then at Pei Mufeng, who was almost disappearing in the distance. He really, really wanted to say something, but didn’t dare to say it to Meng Qi.
“Let’s go in.” Su Junmo stretched out his hand to block Meng Qi’s view, not letting her continue to watch Pei Mufeng.
“Right,” after a while, he couldn’t help asking: “Meng Qiqi, have you found that shop?”
“Yeah.” Meng Qi nodded. She finally retracted her gaze and turned at Su Junmo. In an instant, her smile bloomed like a flower. “Of course. That shop is easy to find. Thank you for Brother Su’s guidance.”
No, no. Please don’t thank him!
You are smiling like this. I’m a little scared!
Su Junmo had not calmed down yet, but Meng Qi already turned and walked into Ruyi Inn’s gate. She knew that Su Junmo was following behind, muttering in a low voice and glancing at her from time to time. But Meng Qi just smiled in silence.
The three finally arrived at the courtyard they rented. Meng Qi said goodbye to the other two, then walked towards her room. Her mood was very good. A messy footstep followed from behind. She knew it belonged to Su Junmo. The man had obviously been pacing the courtyard back and forth a few times, seemingly a bit upset at himself.
Meng Qi silently apologized to Su Junmo in her heart. When her hand was about to touch the door, she suddenly turned around: “Ah, wait, Brother Su.”
“Huh?” Su Junmo looked at Meng Qi. “What?”
“Cloud waterfall…do you know how it is made?” Meng Qi tilted her head slightly, looking at Su Junmo with mischievous eyes: “It is very beautiful. But I never see it anywhere else in Three Thousand Worlds.”
“C-c-cloud…waterfall?” Su Jun stammered. He didn’t dare to meet Meng Qi’s eyes.
“Meng Qiqi, what about the cloud waterfall?” Sikong Xing also asked.
“Very beautiful.” Meng Qi described, “It’s like a waterfall, but instead of water, white cloud poured in from above. Very stunning!”
“Ah!” Sikong Xing exclaimed, “I know that! We should also have that in the Demon Realm! If I’m not wrong…I heard Master said that the current Demon Monarch loves cloud waterfall. In his residence, clouds and mist seem to be pouring down from the sky like a waterfall. It is so beautiful. Is it similar to this?”
“Yes.” Meng Qi raised her eyebrow and smiled.
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