Cultivation Chat Group Chapter 1215 - Believe me, even if I were to sell you, you’d still be by my side counting the money

Chapter 1215 Believe me, even if I were to sell you, you’d still be by my side counting the money

“It’s still okay. Since my memory is terrible, Pavilion Master Chu made sure to engrave a formation on my umbrella. Thanks to the formation, I know how to get back home, and once there, I’ll know how to reach the Time City. As such, you don’t need to worry, Senior Tyrannical Song.” Daoist Umbrella pointed at the complex formation engraved on his umbrella.
Song Shuhang: “…”
“Senior Tyrannical Song, let’s go back.” Then, Daoist Umbrella stretched out his hand and activated the formation on the umbrella.
In the next moment, a shining space gate appeared in front of them.
From the aura and appearance, it did really seem to be Pavilion Master Chu’s space gate.
At this time, Song Shuhang didn’t even know how to ridicule the current situation.
Then, Daoist Umbrella enthusiastically brought Song Shuhang to the space gate.
On the other side of the space gate was Daoist Umbrella’s residence, a very ordinary bamboo house. The style of the building conformed to that of the Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion.
“Senior Tyrannical Song, do you want to be a guest at my place first? No one has visited the place for a very long time.” Daoist Umbrella looked at Song Shuhang with an expectant look.
Song Shuhang sighed. “It wouldn’t be too late to be your guest after returning from the Time City.”
It wasn’t unknown when Daoist Umbrella’d forget about him. Therefore, it was best to get a fetch a detailed map of the Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion from his place first.
Daoist Umbrella said, “You have a point, first things first. Senior Tyrannical Song, wait inside the house for a bit. I’ll go fetch a map first, and even if I forget about you in a while, you can use it to reach the Time City.”
“Fine.” Song Shuhang nodded. Although his memory was terrible, Daoist Umbrella was pretty good at handling matters.
Song Shuhang entered the bamboo house and found a chair to sit down.
Ye Si had yet to recover, so Song Shuhang moved her to his Inner World.
“I’ll go upstairs to take the map. Senior Tyrannical Song, wait for a moment here.” Daoist Umbrella went upstairs.
Seeing his silhouette getting further and further away, Song Shuhang started to worry. What to do if they guy went upstairs, forgot about him, and started to sleep?
He decided to wait for a while first. If the other party didn’t reappear, he’d go upstairs to look for him.
However, Daoist Umbrella didn’t forget about him this time.
Moreover, he quickly returned downstairs.
“Here, Senior Tyrannical Song. This is my map to reach the Time City. In a while, even if I forget about you, you can use this map to reach the destination and won’t be delayed.” Daoist Umbrella gave Shuhang a crumpled ball of paper.
Song Shuhang took the paper ball, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Fellow Daoist Umbrella, please treat Mister Map well! A map is supposed to be used to find directions, not to make paper balls!
After sighing, Song Shuhang unfolded the map.
But after taking a closer look, he discovered that it wasn’t a map, but a letter written with the script of the ancient era.
Song Shuhang was dumbfounded. He lifted his head and looked at Daoist Umbrella. “What about the map?”
Then, he saw that Daoist Umbrella was looking at him in a daze. After a short moment, he asked, “Fellow Daoist, who are you? What are you doing at my place? Eh… you are Senior Tyrannical Song! Senior, have you come to my place as a guest? That’s great! It’s been a long time since someone came here as a guest. I’ll prepare some tea for you!”
Then, Daoist Umbrella quickly fled upstairs to prepare the tea.
Song Shuhang cursed, “Damn, it happened again?”
Moreover, Song Shuhang doubted Daoist Umbrella’s words when he said that there hadn’t been a guest in a long time. It wasn’t like he’d even remember if someone came…
Song Shuhang sighed and looked at the letter.
The letter was written with the script of the ancient era, and Song Shuhang was rather illiterate when it came to this scrip and could only recognize a few characters.
When I have free time, I’ll have to properly study the script of the ancient era. I don’t want to be an illiterate person anymore. I’ll start with the easiest characters.
Then, just as Song Shuhang was about to put the letter away, the sheet of paper shone. Just like the (Writing of the Sage) back then, the text was automatically translated and became readable.
Song Shuhang could now understand the meaning of the words.
To the forever young and beautiful Pavilion Master Chu:
How are you? Even today, are you going to stay holed up in the Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion and not come out?
Below is the main paragraph.
Firstly, congratulations on reaching the Ninth Stage Realm. You’re just as strong as I thought. No matter how strong your inner demons are, they can’t stop you.
The previous time, when I saw your divinity show, I was moved to tears, shedding the 100th teardrop of my life. Among these 100 teardrops, I shed over 90 because people beat up me, and only 8 because I was moved. Therefore, you can guess how precious these tears were. If I have an opportunity the next time, I’ll mail them to you so that you can collect them.
In addition, I know that you’ve been trying to find your path and take the final step.
Under other circumstances, I would congratulate you on approaching the Immortal Realm, but given the current situation, I must warn you.
I ask of you to take things easy and slow down before stepping on your path. There’d be no coming back once you took this step, and now isn’t the right time to enter the Immortal Realm.
This is a very important matter, and I must urge you again. Take things easy and don’t take this last step.
Normally, you’d have to repeat important matters thrice, but I believe you, and I think twice would be enough. After all, you are a quick-witted girl.
As for the reason why you have to refrain from taking this last step, I can’t write it in the letter. It’s not that I don’t want to tell you, it’s that I’m unable to write it down or tell you.
Believe me, I won’t harm you.
Believe me, I’ll always be on your side.
Believe me, even if I were to sell you, you’d still be by my side counting the money we made.
Now the best wishes!
I wish you to stay healthy, have a good appetite, and eat well.
Your best friend, Song One.
Time: I forgot what time is today. Anyway, you always stay in the Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion, so it’s not like you care about the time.
Song Shuhang: “…”
He now understood why this letter had been crumpled into a ball.
Slow-Witted Song was likely the carrier of the ‘Thrice Reckless Disease’ in ancient times. Even while writing letters, he wouldn’t forget to provoke people.
If he were Pavilion Master Chu, he’d have done the same to this latter. In addition, he would have mailed Slow-Witted Song 10,000— no, that would be too little. He’d have mailed him 100,000 grass mud horses so that they could trample him to death.
In the letter, it was mentioned that Slow-Witted Song was beaten up in the past, shedding over 90 teardrops. It was really great news, and it filled one with happiness. However, it was unknown if he’d shed one teardrop after each beating or if he shed more in a single session. If he’d shed one teardrop per beating, it meant that he’d been beaten up more than 90 times.
However, Slow-Witted Song getting beaten to tears wasn’t the most important thing in the letter. The most important thing was that he wanted to warn Pavilion Master Chu and advise her not to step on her path to immortality.
What was the reason?
Would she be in danger if she became an Immortal? Moreover, Slow-Witted Song said that there would be no turning back after this step was taken.
Pavilion Master Chu had obviously already read the letter. Was this the reason she hadn’t taken this last step and entered the Immortal Realm?
Just as Song Shuhang was in deep thought, Daoist Umbrella returned downstairs with a cup of tea.
“Senior Tyrannical Song, please drink the tea.” Daoist Umbrella happily gave him the hot cup of tea.
Song Shuhang had no choice but to take the cup. Then, he looked inside the cup, and it turned out that it was half-filled with tea leaves and some water.
Heavens, did he even forget how to make tea?
This cup half-filled with tea leaves… is it supposed to be a meal?
Daoist Umbrella seemed to have really treated it as a meal. After drinking the little water in his cup, he threw the tea leaves in his mouth and started to chew, happily eating them.
Song Shuhang: “…”
“Senior Tyrannical Song, aren’t you going to drink? These tea leaves are really great. The only problem is that it feels somewhat bitter if you chew them too much,” Daoist Umbrella said.
Song Shuhang said, “Anyway, for how long can you remember things?” He’d even forgotten how to perform these daily life tasks. How was he able to continue his life in the Crystal-Clear Water Pavilion before?
“I don’t know! I did a test in the past, but I’ve forgotten the result,” Daoist Umbrella said.
Song Shuhang continued, “So, if I borrow something from you, will you forget about it in a while?”
Daoist Umbrella proudly said, “Of course not. I can remember very clearly the things I’ve lent to others.”
“Fellow Daoist, lend me some spirit stones, would you?” Song Shuhang said.
Daoist Umbrella said, “Senior Tyrannical Song, how many do you need?”
“Do you have 10 spirit stones of the Sixth Stage?” Song Shuhang asked.
Daoist Umbrella searched on his person for a short time and took out 10 spirit stones of the Sixth Stage, handing them to Song Shuhang. “Senior Tyrannical Song, here.”
Song Shuhang took the spirit stones and inspected them.
He could feel the pure spiritual energy inside. They seemed real, and not an illusion.
Then, Daoist Umbrella took out his notebook and wrote on it. “Today, Profound Sage Tyrannical Song borrowed 10 spirit stones of the Sixth Stage from me. Take note.”
Afterward, he also noted down the date.
Song Shuhang: “…”
Daoist Umbrella lifted his head, and asked, “Senior, why were you looking for me?”
Song Shuhang replied, “We were going to the Time City.”
Daoist Umbrella said, “I know how to go there! Senior Tyrannical Song, I’ll show you the road.”
However, he didn’t mention the matter related to the ‘map’ this time.
Along the way, Daoist Umbrella lost his memory twice.
Since he’d gotten used to it, when he lost his memory, Song Shuhang went straight to the point and asked him to lead him to the Time City.
Daoist Umbrella knew very well the road from his ‘home’ to the ‘Time City’, so he didn’t lose his way again and finally brought Song Shuhang to the Time City.
But as he reached the Time City, he discovered that Pavilion Master Chu was standing at the entrance, looking at him with sharp eyes.
“Pavilion Master Chu, you woke up!” Song Shuhang waved his hand.
“Yes,” Pavilion Master Chu said. “Did you meet him?”
Was she talking about Daoist Umbrella?
“Is the letter on your person?” Pavilion Master Chu asked.
Song Shuhang took out the letter and gave it Pavilion Master Chu. “Are you talking about this matter?”
Pavilion Master Chu took the letter, crumpled into a ball, and hurled it to a distant place.
Daoist Umbrella quickly set out, chasing after the ball…