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Chapter 233: Telephone communication

Chapter 223: Transmitting Words Across Space

Since early this morning, Dong Sheng Courtyard has been bustling with people. Due to the arrival of Tianshu Academy Disciples, Worldly Sect from the north have been visiting one after another.

However, after the Master Jian of Lingjian Mountain took residence, even more Southern Sect came to pay their respects, lining up from the pavilions of the East Courtyard all the way to the bluestone beside the ‘Rising Sun’.

During this time, many people had profound auras and deep Realms. Some were already white-haired and were quietly waiting in the courtyard.

The Seven Great Immortal Sects had seven direct Disciples, and the Chen Clan had two, but only Yan Shuyi was the definite next Sect Master.

After all, not just anyone could become a Master of Artifacts.

The Sect Masters of the Seven Great Immortal Sects were difficult for them to meet, and some, even if they had already come to the Tiandao Conference, were not known to ordinary people. Therefore, the only Sect Master they could interact with was Yan Shuyi.

Thus, many wished to visit her and secure a better future for their Family.

At this moment, in the tea pavilion of the small building in the East Courtyard, the Master Jian of Lingjian Mountain was still wearing her Master Jian Immortal Robe, but her crown had been removed. Her eyes calmly observed the elderly man before her.

He wore a cyan brocade robe, already showing signs of age, and his cheeks were somewhat gaunt, but his spirit remained high.

This person's surname was Zeng, and he was the Zeng Family Head of Lingzhou.

The Zeng Family was considered a relatively large Worldly Family, but in recent years, they had been in conflict with the Deng Family of Lingzhou. Their visit this time was actually to use Lingjian Mountain to pressure the other party.

Because, whether from a relationship perspective or past interactions, the Zeng Family Head felt that his Family was closer to Lingjian Mountain than the Deng Family.

He had not met Yan Shuyi before and thought that no matter how capable she was, she was just a young girl. But sitting opposite her, he felt a pressure that immediately caused him to lower his posture significantly.

“The Zeng Family and the Deng Family are both Worldly Sect of my Lingzhou. It is best to prioritize harmony. If this disturbance continues, it will not be good for anyone.”

Yan Shuyi looked up at the Zeng Family Head: “Lingjian Mountain is unwilling to interfere in the disputes of Worldly Sect. Some matters are difficult for outsiders to clarify, and in my opinion, the conflict between your two Sect is not irreconcilable.”

The Zeng Family Head bowed upon hearing this: “But Tianjian Peak said that the Spiritual Qi-rich ancestral land originally belonged to my Zeng Family.” “Which one from Tianjian Peak promised you that?”

“It was—it was Sect Master Yan’s golden words.”

“But Tianjian Peak’s methods are useless here with me. I am different from him; I only wish for Lingzhou to be peaceful.

Yan Shuyi looked at him: “Perhaps the Zeng Family Head thinks I am just a young girl, but he does not know that I have been able to discern greed since I was young.”

The Zeng Family Head remained silent for a long time before speaking: “The Master Jian’s lesson is correct.”

“The Deng Family previously had intentions of reconciliation. I can mediate for you, and this matter ends here.”

“But Master Jian, my Zeng Family has also suffered many Disciple casualties.”

Yan Shuyi did not respond, instead saying: “I heard you have a grandson who is currently in the Profound Realm. My sect still has a Profound Gathering Pill. Let him become a Disciple of my Xuanjian Peak then.”

The Zeng Family Head opened his mouth, then immediately bowed: “Thank you, Master Jian.”

“No need to thank me; that is your grandson’s own ability. I can only help him on his path to success.”

“May the Master Jian enjoy eternal Immortal Blessings and boundless Luck.”

Yan Shuyi watched him leave, then gently set down the teacup in her hand.

The Zeng Family had been close to Tianjian Peak for so many years, and sometimes they were quite troublesome. Xuanjian Peak naturally favored the Deng Family more.

However, Yan Shuyi was different from people like Yan Zhong. This time, she also gave the Zeng Family an opportunity to get close to her.

A Disciple personally recruited by the Sect Master was naturally different from other Disciples. The Zeng Family Head, having lived for a hundred years, naturally understood this point.

Yan Shuyi couldn't help but rub her temples and sighed softly.

She was still not very good at such matters, but her position required her to be. She pursed her lips, then turned towards the courtyard opposite.

She saw the Disciple Gongshu Chou in the courtyard, passing through Rusheng Garden with a profound expression, heading towards a residence.

Ji You was in the room at this time, drinking tea with Kuang Cheng and Wei Rui, when he heard a knock at the door.

Wei Rui thought it was Sister Yan from the opposite side and immediately ran to open the door, only to see a disheveled, rough man standing at the door. She was startled and turned to look back at Ji You and Kuang Cheng.

Kuang Cheng rose from his prayer mat at this moment: “Brother Gongshu, long time no see.”

Gongshu Chou cupped his fists: “Half a year has passed in a blink of an eye, but looking back, it feels like yesterday. Seeing you again today, it feels like a lifetime has passed.”

Ji You clapped his hands nonchalantly: “Well said. Close the door and see him out.”

“?”

Kuang Cheng was also stunned: “Brother Ji, did you say that wrong?”

Ji You looked at Gongshu Chou: “You write books, right? Your writing is quite good, very vivid. How much in royalties did you earn?”

Gongshu Chou was also startled: “What writing books?”

“History of the Snow Region Expedition.”

“How did Brother Ji know that?”

Gongshu Chou was now invited to the tea seat by Kuang Cheng, looking at Ji You with some disbelief.

His epic masterpiece, created with great talent, had not yet shone brightly before being confiscated by his Master Jian. Although he later recited a few sections from memory while masked, most were not as good as the first version, which flowed like a burst dam.

So, few people knew that his first version had been meticulously organized into text.

Ji You glanced at him: “Don’t ask so many questions, just say yes or no.”

“I can’t hide it from you; it’s true.”

Kuang Cheng was puzzled after hearing this: “What book?”

Ji You turned his head to look at Kuang Cheng: “Brother Gongshu wrote a book about my entire expedition to the Snow Region, fabricating it vividly, as if one were there, and then brought it back to Lingjian Mountain.”

Gongshu Chou raised his eyebrows and cupped his fists: “You flatter me. It’s just a humble work, and there’s still room for improvement.”

Kuang Cheng murmured the five words “History of the Snow Region Expedition,” then glanced at Gongshu Chou, then thought of Lingjian Mountain, and then remembered the figure in the carriage, suddenly widening his eyes.

They had meticulously analyzed in the carriage whose tail Ji You had seen in the Snow Region, and then he remembered Gongshu Chou’s eyes shining with golden light at that time.

At that time, he had also cautioned Gongshu Chou that this matter was pure conjecture and should never be spoken of.

Later, Fairy Yan came to Shengjing to winter, looking as if she wanted to bite someone, and Ji You said that Fairy Yan had found out about the tail incident.

Kuang Shusheng was puzzled at the time, thinking to himself how something known only to Heaven, Earth, him, and me could be known. He never imagined that Gongshu Chou had such a fatal Hobbies for writing books.

Gongshu Chou looked at their expressions: “What’s wrong? What I wrote wasn’t anything bad!”

“It’s not bad?”

“How can it be bad? I wrote the part where you sword-slashed the Soldier King in the wilderness very wonderfully, and the part where you counter-killed the Demon General in Demon Emperor City, that was also very incisive.”

Gongshu Chou rested his arm on the table: “Do you know how difficult it is to describe that battle? I tried every possible way to rationalize how a Demon General could be given knife wounds all over his body by you bare-handed!”

Ji You’s mouth twitched: “So I should thank you?”

“That’s not necessary, because no matter what, we are both comrades in life and death.”

“Do you think I’m praising you? Continue confessing.”

Gongshu Chou’s brows furrowed, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face: “What else is there to confess?”

Kuang Cheng coughed at this moment: “Confess about the tail incident.”

“Tail? Oh.”

Gongshu Chou remembered: “The tail part was also very difficult for me to write. I haven’t had a Dao Companion, and I had to highlight the Yaozu Gongzhu’s secret affection for you, and also emphasize your heroic aura. That also took a lot of effort!”

After he finished speaking, his eyes narrowed, thinking, where did this Killing Intent come from?

Kuang Cheng couldn't help but grin at this moment: “Brother Gongshu, didn’t we agree in the carriage that although the tail incident was based on my strict reasoning, ultimately none of us saw it with our own eyes? Things not seen are conjecture, and shouldn’t be spoken of, right?”

Ji You looked at Kuang Cheng: “You are also a master.”

Kuang Cheng swallowed: “I didn’t mean to. Who knew he had such a bad habit of writing books.”

Gongshu Chou looked up at him: “But I think your reasoning is very clever and absolutely accurate.”

“Brother Gongshu, please stop praising me—”

“But since ancient times, thrilling novels have never lacked beautiful women, because only beautiful women paired with heroes have enough appeal. If I weren’t afraid of the Yao Race messing with me, I would write the sequel with the Yaozu Gongzhu being six months pregnant.”

Gongshu Chou picked up his teacup and took a sip: “I don’t understand what Brother Ji is afraid of. You don’t have a lover on Lingjian Mountain.”

After saying this, he paused slightly: “Could it be that Junior Sister Ding Yao is really your lover? I knew it,

Elder Yan Chuan couldn’t have protected you for no reason in the wilderness that day.”

Ji You immediately raised his hand, interrupting his creative urge that was like a bursting dam: “You spread my affairs without permission, and some of it was even fabricated, which is truly hateful. However, considering that you haven’t caused too much impact, I’ll let it go. But if I ever find out again, we will definitely cut ties.”

Kuang Cheng’s teacup trembled, spilling tea all over the table.

Wei Rui, unaware of what had transpired, was utterly confused. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but look up: “What’s wrong, Young Master Kuang?”

“It’s nothing, I just think Brother Ji is right—”

“Young Master, your face has turned pale.”

“It’s hot—”

Gongshu Chou, having heard Ji You’s words, reluctantly agreed.

Ji You then looked towards the small building opposite, and after a moment of thought, asked: “How is your Master Jian now?”

Gongshu Chou wasn’t surprised that he immediately asked about his Master Jian. In his opinion, all cultivators in Kyushu should be curious about Master Jian: “She just broke through to the Wujiang Realm a few days ago, and with one sword strike, she cut through the endless rain falling on Lingjian Mountain, intimidating Tianjian Peak for a long time, making them dare not utter a sound.”

Ji You nodded, and after a long moment of thought, returned to the previous topic: “Other stories can still be written.”

Gongshu Chou puffed out his chest: “Do you have any new material recently? Tell me about it.”

Ji You pressed his leg, and after a moment of thought, stared at him: “There really is a story.”

“Tell me about it.”

“During the New Year, a woman came to my courtyard. She was incredibly beautiful and stayed with me through the winter—

After she left, I kept thinking about her, wondering if she was doing well, if she was happy.”

Kuang Cheng’s eyes widened at this, staring at Ji You in astonishment, thinking, 'My Brother Ji is truly a master.'

Ji You looked at his reaction and smirked, knowing that Kuang Shusheng understood. He revealed a subtle, world-scheming smile.

Gongshu Chou looked at the two of them in confusion: “That’s it? What’s the point? Give me something exciting.”

Ji You looked at him with a strange expression: “This isn’t interesting? No wonder you can’t find a Dao Companion...”

“I like fighting and killing, preferably the kind with life and death involved.”

“You’re quite similar to Yuan Chen.”

Gongshu Chou took a sip of tea, and after putting down his teacup, pressed on: “So, is there or isn’t there?”

Ji You frowned: “You first remember this story. Later, I can tell you a story about Ji Bochang’s exceptional talent, how he defeated two peers of the same Realm with four swords, forced the Elder Council of Lingjian Mountain to retreat, and left behind the words ‘My fate is up to me, not to Heaven’ under the clear sky!”

Gongshu Chou’s expression instantly became serious: “Tell me that story again. I’ll remember it well.”

“Then listen carefully.”

A long time later, Gongshu Chou walked out of Ji You’s residence with a look of shock, his eyes burning with fervent excitement.

With heroic spirit reaching the heavens, who can contend with me? With a sharp blade in hand, watch me slay a Dragon with one sword!

He stood in the courtyard for a long time, unable to snap out of it, but the urge to create flowed endlessly from his heart. It wasn't just that he couldn't hold it back; he couldn't even pinch it off.

Zhuo Wanqiu and Ding Yao were on the second floor. Seeing Gongshu Chou return, they exchanged glances and walked downstairs.

At this time, Yan Shuyi had successively met with several Worldly Family Heads, such as the Hua Clan, Shangguan Clan, and Yuan Clan.

They either had conflicts with other Worldly Sect, or disputes over interests, or had Disciples in Lingjian Mountain hoping to secure a future, or wished to invite him to a banquet.

Yan Shuyi sometimes smiled faintly, sometimes remained expressionless, balancing both grace and authority.

This was something she had practiced since childhood; although it wasn't what she was naturally good at deep down, she could still perform it flawlessly.

Being a Head was actually quite difficult. Tianshu Academy now had many factions, interconnected with each other, precisely because the Head had been a hands-off manager, which sometimes made her feel envious.

Just then, Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu walked in from outside: “Master Jian, Gongshu Chou has returned from across the way.”

Yan Shuyi raised her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly: “Recently, Lingjian Mountain has been leaking secrets, and it’s unknown who is responsible.

Call him to the next room and carefully ask him what he discussed with that Outer Courtyard Disciple.”

“Yes, Master Jian.”

Gongshu Chou had indeed just returned from across the way, his thoughts bursting forth like a dam, wanting to create, feeling like nine oxen couldn't hold him back.

But he didn't expect to be stopped by Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu as soon as he returned, who asked him what he had discussed with that Outer Courtyard Disciple.

This talented rough man mainly looked at Ding Yao, thinking, 'Sure enough.'

No wonder Ji You was so angry about him writing about the Princess’s tail, even threatening to cut ties.

So he picked out the key points and told them to Ding Yao in fragments.

But this time he was smarter. He didn't say a single word about the matter of keeping a woman in his courtyard during the New Year and missing her after she left, fiercely protecting Ji You.

If Ji Bochang were here, he would definitely exclaim, 'How could I have two such exceptional talents as you and Kuang Cheng by my side!'

Yan Shuyi was in the next room, and with the strength of her Divine Thought, she could easily hear every word they said, her face showing no expression.

Ding Yao now looked at Gongshu Chou: “Senior Brother Gongshu, do you know that recently, news has been constantly leaking from the sect, even when Master Jian arrived in Zhongxing County, it was known clearly by others. If you are hiding anything, you risk being expelled from the sect. Whether it’s what you said or what Ji You said, you need to say every single word.”

Zhuo Wanqiu nodded: “This matter can be big or small; you need to think carefully.”

Gongshu Chou swallowed, thinking, 'Is it that serious? I just listened to a story and it's a leak?'

Ding Yao looked at him: “Opportunities don’t come often.”

“Ji You also mentioned the New Year, but it certainly has nothing to do with leaking secrets.”

“New Year? Go on.”

“Uh, Ji You said that he kept a woman during the New Year, and after she left, he missed her, wondering if she was doing well, if she was happy.”

As his words fell, Yan Shuyi lightly raised her eyes, her feet couldn't help but gently sway.

Gongshu Chou was then released, while the Lingjian Mountain’s Little Master Jian continued to receive guests in the pavilion.

The last person the Little Master Jian met was the Zeng Family Head of Lingzhou. His son, in an attempt to break through to the Integration Realm Realm, forcibly cut off all emotions and desires, which resulted in him going insane and harming many Disciples from other Worldly Sect.

This led to the Zeng Clan currently being under siege, and their situation was extremely dangerous.

Hearing the words “cut off all emotions and desires,” the Little Master Jian’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and her expression became thoughtful.

It wasn't until nightfall, when the bright moon shone through the pines, that she ordered her Disciples to invite back those who had not yet been seen.

The people from Tianshu Academy had watched in the courtyard for half a day, recognizing many figures who had once dominated the scene and then returned home to live in semi-seclusion. At the same time, they repeatedly saw the figure dressed in the Master Jian’s immortal robe through the small window.

“It’s a pity we only saw her a few times; she’s the youngest Wujiang Realm expert—”

He Lingxiu spoke upon hearing this: “The Realm is secondary; the most important thing is that the Sacred Artifact is in her hands. Do you remember how many times you’ve seen the Tianshu Ontology?”

Xiao Hanyan raised her eyes at this moment: “If it weren’t for the deep conflict between my Tianshu Academy and her, I would want to witness her Sacred Countenance myself.

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“The Zeng Clan, Deng Clan, and Hua Clan are all Sect affiliated with Lingjian Mountain. If it were us, we might not even be granted an audience. In fact, living in the same courtyard is already quite fortunate. That Ji You hasn’t seen her as much as we have.”

As he spoke, Chai Ze reached out and slapped a mosquito dead on his arm: “There are quite a few mosquitoes.”

He Lingxiu glanced at him: “This garden has dense scenery, so there are indeed many insects. The constant dispersal of Spiritual Qi is also quite annoying. How about we go back?”

Xiao Hanyan stood up at this point: “Then let’s call it a night. Everyone go back and rest well. Tomorrow, we’ll go for a stroll in the city.”

“Good night, everyone.”

Shi Junhao also drained his teacup, then returned to his room and walked towards the incense altar on the west side of his bed.

Cultivators can use Spiritual Qi to repel mosquitoes, but not when they are sleeping or in meditation, because at that time, a person has no subjective consciousness.

Many cultivators dislike the feeling of being bitten by mosquitoes after cultivating all night, and this direct Disciple candidate was no exception.

Fortunately, mosquito coils were already prepared in Rusheng Garden, so there was no need to worry about tiny insects disturbing one’s Dao Heart.

Shi Junhao reached out to pick up the mosquito coil placed on the incense altar, and as soon as his palm tilted, he heard a crash.

After a long silence, a look of bewilderment appeared in the eyes of this direct Disciple candidate.

How could it be broken?

He picked up half of the shattered piece on the ground, then suddenly turned his head, vaguely sensing a Qi appearing from the west,

but it disappeared quickly before anyone could even catch it.

“I’m going out to stroll in the garden.”

In the red-candle small building, Yan Shuyi, dressed in a red robe, lightly tapped her toes. A ripple of Spiritual Qi instantly spread through the air, and her graceful figure vanished into the pavilion.

Zhuo Wanqiu glanced at Ding Yao, thinking, 'Although this garden has elegant scenery, in Master Jian’s heart, the most worthwhile view is probably only the scenery inside her husband’s bed.'

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