Who Let Him Cultivate?!-Chapter 865 - 864 Immortal Peach
Chapter 865: Chapter 864 Immortal Peach
Chapter 865 -864 Immortal Peach
Kicked by Lu Yang, Meng Jingzhou returned to Lu Yang’s room and finally got a clear look at the three women’s faces, breaking out into a cold sweat in an instant.
He did not recognize Jin Caiwei, but Ao Ling and Jiang Lianyi were both figures he had already met. Lu Yang, what have you done, to have invited these two formidable figures to our home?
“It is an honor for the three Elders to visit our Meng Residence. We failed to receive you from afar and hope for your understanding,” said Meng Jingzhou respectfully. Although he did not recognize Jin Caiwei, her presence seemed not far behind that of Ao Ling and Jiang Lianyi, certainly an Elder as well.
“Ah, it’s the young Meng lad,” Ao Ling recognized this cultivator who had opened up the realm of Nascent Soul Stage with distinct memory.
Originally, she thought that having twin Nascent Souls was the trend among cultivators nowadays. It wasn’t until she left the Seek Dao Sect and visited the current Cultivation World that she discovered Meng Jingzhou was an exception.
“Meng Jingzhou pays respects to Elder Ao Ling, Elder Jiang Lianyi, and this younger Elder,” he greeted.
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The ‘younger Elder’ naturally referred to Jin Caiwei.
Jin Caiwei held the Meng Family in good regard. Her Qiongqi Clan often borrowed money from the Mengs to tide over numerous challenges and, most importantly, the interest rates were not high.
“I am Jin Caiwei of the Qiongqi Clan, who has slumbered since Ancient Times,” she introduced herself.
Meng Jingzhou gasped, “I knew anyone associated with Lu Yang would have an extraordinary background; here comes another creature from Ancient Times.”
And from the Qiongqi Clan, no less.
“Our presence here should not be publicized, especially not to your Meng Family,” Ao Ling instructed, uninterested in causing trouble.
The three were capable of evading the Ministry of Punishments’ searches, naturally including eluding Meng Jingzhou.
They had chosen not to hide their presence out of respect for Lu Yang, who was Meng Jingzhou’s friend.
A couple of days later, the Meng Family received a tip that Emperor Xia’s life was nearing its end; he had fallen into a coma, and the Imperial Palace was under strict guard, forbidding entry or exit. According to what Meng Jingzhou’s father said, this rumor was likely true.
Lu Yang had not expected Emperor Xia’s condition to deteriorate so drastically; he had been full of energy when they had parted just two days before. Just as Lu Yang was anxiously preparing to wake Fairy Eternity to see if she could devise a solution, an unexpected visitor arrived at the Meng Residence.
“Junior Brother Man, what brings you here?” Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou both went out to greet him and saw Man Gu standing at the gate, lost in thought and carrying a bundle.
Man Gu had never before seen such an imposing gate.
“Don’t just stand there at the entrance, come in, come in,” Lu Yang said, inviting Man Gu in with the same hospitality as the master of the house, pushing Meng Jingzhou aside.
It was Man Gu’s first visit to the Meng Residence, and he found it somewhat embarrassing.
Upon seeing Lu Yang, Man Gu remembered all the rumors he had heard on the way here and looked up to Lu Yang in admiration.
“Brother Lu, you are so impressive. I heard you composed a poem on the spot at the Lotus Tower, hailed as the best poet of the Yuanxiao Festival!”
Being a Confucian Cultivator, Man Gu hadn’t expected Lu Yang’s proficiency in the Confucianism Path to be much greater than his own, particularly after hearing the poem “Green Jade Case on Yuanxiao,” he felt Lu Yang was like a heavenly being!
Lu Yang laughed awkwardly, too embarrassed to admit he had copied the poem or that Fairy Eternity had helped him show off at the time.
Having heard that Man Gu had come, Meng Potian immediately ordered that spirit food be served as a courteous welcome.
“I am an old acquaintance of your Clan Leader; how has he been recently?” Meng Potian asked with a hearty laugh, devoid of any Elder’s pretense, inquiring about the Barbarian tribe Clan Leader’s well-being.
“The Clan Leader is doing well; I just saw him half a month ago,” Man Gu answered with a simple smile, not quite accustomed to Meng Potian’s enthusiastic hospitality.
“Junior Brother Man, have you returned home?”
“Yes, I just made a trip back. Half a month ago was our Ancient Barbarian Tribe’s Ancestral Worship Day. I was rather reluctant to return, but the clan insisted that I must attend.”
Meng Jingzhou nodded repeatedly, “I can understand, after all, you are from the Ancient Barbarian Tribe, you would have to go even if no one else did.”
Man Gu shook his head, showing a rare expression of shyness, “It’s not really for that reason, mainly because my Nascent Soul is the Nascent Soul of our ancestor spirits, isn’t it? The Elders in my tribe insist on putting me on stage during ancestor worship ceremonies, summoning my Nascent Soul so that the tribespeople can worship it.”
Meng Jingzhou: “…”
Meng Jingzhou imagined Man Gu sitting on the stage, with tens of thousands of barbarians bowing and singing to him below—it was more than anyone could stand.
“Isn’t your Nascent Soul summoned randomly from your ancestors?”
“So the Elders decided on random worship. After all, they’re all ancestors, it doesn’t make a difference who we worship.”
Lu Yang felt it was just like the Barbarian Tribe to be so adaptable without the curse laid down by Fairy Eternity. Their thinking was clearly more flexible and varied, which was a good thing.
“May I ask, Uncle Meng, are you very close with our Clan Leader?”
“Oh, has he not told you? Your Barbarian Tribe and our Meng Family have had a friendship that spans a hundred thousand years; we have been allies for generations.”
“That long?” Man Gu was surprised. The Clan Leader had never mentioned this to him.
“Indeed, in the early days of the struggle for supremacy, your Barbarian ancestors followed the Jiang Family, serving as generals under the first Emperor Xia, Jiang Pingan. They were often routed by our Meng Family!”
Man Gu: “…”
“Of course, those are all tales of the olden days, long gone by now. Our Meng Family is no longer the same family that fought for supremacy back then; now we just want to earn money honestly.”
“By the way, Junior Brother Man, what’s in your package? It smells quite nice,” said Lu Yang, sniffing the air. Man Gu’s package was emitting a soothing fragrance, more enticing even than the Spirit Food on the dining table.
“I don’t know either. Right after the ancestor worship ended and I returned to Seek Dao Sect, Eldest Senior Sister gave me this package to deliver to you in Imperial City. You’ll know once you look at it. She also instructed me specifically not to open the package.”
“Speaking of which, it’s strange. The package had no scent when I left, but the fragrance began to emerge as I approached Imperial City.”
“Here.”
Knowing it was a task given by Eldest Senior Sister, Lu Yang took the package without even bothering to finish his meal, and hurried back to his room after bidding farewell to Father Meng and Meng Jingzhou.
“Elder Brother Lu Yang, what’s the matter? Why the rush?” In the room, Ao Ling and the three Ancient Semi-Immortals were studying the usage of the Dao Fruit Outline.
“Such a familiar scent.” Jiang Lianyi’s gaze drifted towards the package in Lu Yang’s hands.
Lu Yang placed the package on the bed, unfolded it, and revealed a familiar wooden box. Upon opening the box, a delicate pink peach lay quietly inside.
It was the peach that filled the wooden box with its gentle fragrance.
“I knew it felt familiar. It turns out to be an Immortal Peach grown from the Heavenly Root!” Jiang Lianyi said with a smile, recognizing the origin of the peach.
Lu Yang remembered seeing this Immortal Peach before heading to Imperial City; it had been unripe and green at the time. Now, it appeared to have reached maturity.
“It’s an Immortal Peach, and it’s just recently ripened,” recognized Ao Ling and Jin Caiwei as well.
All three women had eaten Immortal Peaches in Ancient Times, especially Ao Ling and Jiang Lianyi, who consumed them frequently.
An Immortal Peach was something that only people from Ancient Times would recognize. At the end of Ancient Times, during the battle between the four Immortals and the shadowy figure behind them, the Heavenly Root hid in the Peach Blossom Secret Realm and never emerged again.
Therefore, people after the Ancient Times were not familiar with Immortal Peaches.
