Chapter 0:71. Red-blooded Loyalty: Qiu Lingyun
“Little Ball, what do you mean by this?” Qin Gou was completely confused. The reunion of master and disciple was heartwarming; they were having a good conversation just a moment ago, so why would Qiu Lingyun suddenly act like this?
“This is to avoid bringing trouble to you, Master… to you, ‘Old Undead’,” Qiu Lingyun replied, a faint smile on her lips. She suddenly leaned in, her breath like orchids as she spoke by Qin Gou’s ear, a move that showed utter disrespect for her elder and was utterly lawless.
Qin Gou looked absurd. He flicked a finger at Qiu Lingyun’s fair forehead and asked in disbelief, “You call me… ? You unruly wench, what nonsense are you up to now?”
“Ouch,” Qiu Lingyun cried out in pain, clutching her little head. “Don’t be angry, Master, just listen to this humble one’s explanation. Actually, this humble one has gradually figured out the rules of the ‘Eight Directions Destiny’ Natal Spirit Tool. You know, the more I admire and respectfully treat someone, the easier it is for their destiny to be subtly plundered. So, what if we do the opposite?”
“What would happen?” A flicker of surprise crossed Qin Gou’s eyes.
“After countless attempts, this humble one has finally confirmed that the more disrespectfully, rudely, and abusively I treat someone, the harder it is for this humble one to plunder their destiny. In fact, they might even experience great fortune and continuous good luck!” Qiu Lingyun said with utmost seriousness.
“Nonsense.” Qin Gou didn’t believe it at all.
“But that’s the truth! How would this humble one dare to lie to Old Undead?” Qiu Lingyun’s expression was sincere, but her words made Qin Gou’s hands itch.
“You’re really not deliberately messing with me, Master?”
“Of course not!” Qiu Lingyun nodded vigorously and said sincerely, “A few days ago, this humble one specifically went to Arc-Moon Mountain to ‘bless’ Old Undead… uh, I mean, you. You must have had great luck these past few days, right?”
“Not at all,” Qin Gou replied without hesitation.
Qiu Lingyun was stunned for a moment, then her brow furrowed, and she looked aggrieved. “Isn’t our reunion itself a kind of good fortune?”
Qin Gou: …
Qiu Lingyun scratched her head in annoyance. “It was just now, this humble one inexplicably fell in front of ‘Damned Old Man,’ allowing you to see me. It must have been the destiny at play! But this humble one truly doesn’t know how to prove to you that I’m telling the truth.”
“No need to prove it. I’m willing to believe you,” Qin Gou said with a helpless sigh. After all, he had already revealed his true form. If Qiu Lingyun could really prevent her from plundering his destiny, it would be a great thing. The only problem now was, “But, unruly wench, can you stop deliberately coming up with new ways to insult me?”
“I can’t. This humble one cannot use overly polite terms for you. This humble one never wants to see ‘Bad Guy Qin’ suffer again because of me,” Qiu Lingyun said, her little hands twisting together, her sincerity evident.
Qin Gou was torn between laughter and tears. “Then just call me Old Qin for now. As a junior, directly calling your Master ‘Old Qin’ is considered disrespectful, isn’t it?”
“Let this humble one try… Old Qin!” Qiu Lingyun pondered for a moment, then exclaimed with pleasant surprise, “It seems to work! The Eight Directions Destiny Spirit Tool still hasn’t plundered Big Dumb Qin’s destiny, that’s great!”
Qin Gou glared fiercely. “What did you just call me again?”
“Old Qin, Old Qin! This humble one was wrong, I just said it out of habit.” Qiu Lingyun quickly surrendered in fear. But even as she said it, she blinked her beautiful, spiritual eyes and puckered her little lips, giving Qin Gou a flying kiss.
“You!”
Before Qin Gou’s face could turn as black as coal, Qiu Lingyun quickly explained, “Old Qin, please don’t be angry. It’s for safety’s sake.”
Qin Gou gasped. In this world, this girl was undoubtedly the one with the most justifiable reason to be disrespectful to a generation’s Celestial Master! Others who acted out of line could be beaten by Qin Gou. But this girl’s misbehavior was for repaying her master’s kindness, fueled by red-blooded loyalty!
“Are you sure this so-called ‘rule’ was discovered through your own experiments, and not by some charlatan fooling you?” Qin Gou asked with a helpless, wry smile.
“Of course. If there were no basis, how would this humble one dare to be presumptuous in front of Old Qin… No, this humble one is just bold. This humble one relies on Old Qin’s doting affection and will bully Old Qin however she wants! This humble one has wanted to do this for a long time. Blaspheming against one’s superior, how exhilarating!” Qiu Lingyun was extremely sensitive, afraid that any word might accidentally trigger the effect of the Eight Directions Destiny Spirit Tool.
This made it impossible for Qin Gou to tell which of her words were true and which were false.
Qin Gou waved his hand. “Forget it. Master shouldn’t have asked. Time will tell whether it’s true or false. More importantly, why are you now inside the Seed Demon Sacred Cult?”
“Don’t worry, Old Qin. Even after leaving Arc-Moon Mountain, this humble one has never dared to kill indiscriminately. Even if I had to join a sect, it would definitely be a sect of benevolence and righteousness! The reason for infiltrating this Demonic Cult is to try my luck and see if anyone wants to bully this humble one. If such an evil person appears, this humble one will plunder their destiny,” Qiu Lingyun confessed, biting her lip slightly.
Fishing for evidence, a familiar tactic.
“Just as I thought… but, what ‘sect of benevolence and righteousness’ are you referring to?” Upon hearing this, Qin Gou examined Qiu Lingyun’s current robe and asked in surprise, “Could it be that Little Ball has found another master?”
“No,” Qiu Lingyun replied, shaking her little head like a rattle. “This humble one has only joined ‘Fusheng Nunn’ and holds the position of ‘Supervisor.’ I have never apprenticed myself to anyone, nor have I ever practiced any of Fusheng Nunn’s cultivation techniques.”
Fusheng Nunn?
Qin Gou was a little stunned. Little Ball was his disciple, and strictly speaking, an apostate. Yet, this apostate was now serving as the Supervisor of Fusheng Nunn, one of the ten most prestigious orthodox sects in the Cultivation World! This was equivalent to the head of the Arbitration Hall within the Purple Extreme Demonic Sect, in charge of punishments.
She had not disappointed Qin Gou’s expectations at all; she was a proper righteous individual!
“But if you don’t take a master and don’t intend to practice Fusheng Nunn’s techniques, why join them?” Qin Gou asked, his heart filled with joy.
“Firstly, this humble one truly needs a place to settle down. And then…” Qiu Lingyun hesitated.
Qin Gou was in a great mood and smiled calmly. “Feel free to speak.”
Qiu Lingyun nodded, mustered her courage, and spoke the truth. “It’s also because, in this world, perhaps only countless Buddhas would be willing to accept… or perhaps, even if they are unwilling, they have no choice but to passively accept the devout offerings from this humble one!”
For a moment, the entire cave was silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
After a long while, Qin Gou asked with a strange, uncertain expression, “Are you quietly plundering the destiny of the legendary Pure Land of Buddhas by chanting scriptures, offering incense, and devoutly worshipping the sacred images of the Buddhas in Fusheng Nunn?”
“Mm!”
