Chapter 515: Chapter 514 – The Master is Daoist Buyu, Naturally Belongs to Worldly Cultivation.

“Doing a mission?” Lu Yang was clueless, what was the point of asking him to do a mission?

“Yes, Senior Brother Lu, you are very experienced and often travel in the outside world, so completing Sect missions should be a piece of cake for you.”

“You still remember our first mission, right? It was to catch the Painted Skin Demon. If it wasn’t for you, we would have let the Demon get away.”

“Since that time, I’ve been on a few missions myself. Although they were all successful, the journey was full of twists and turns, and luck played a big part.”

“So, I was thinking, could you join me for this mission?”

Lu Yang was surprised, “The Sect requires every disciple to complete two missions a year. Junior Sister, you’ve already accomplished your goal, right? Also, the Dream Mirage you sell is so popular that even Cultivators at the Nascent Soul Stage can’t compete with your wealth. You don’t need contribution points, why do you have to go out on a mission?”

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Tao Yaoye gave a hearty laugh. “Of course, it’s to slay demons and eradicate evil. As disciples of the Righteous Path, don’t we have a responsibility to rectify the world’s injustices?”

“Indeed.”

“So, Senior Brother, will you join me?” Tao Yaoye asked, her hands behind her back, bending over slightly, looking at Lu Yang expectantly.

Lu Yang contemplated. In the past three months, he had been concentrating on advancing to the late stage of Golden Core Cultivation. He had turned down Meng Jingzhou’s invitations several times. If he agreed to accompany Junior Sister Tao now, wouldn’t he be accused of favoring love over friendship?

“Let’s go.”

As a disciple of Daoist Buyu, a Worldly Cultivator, Lu Yang naturally followed the same path.

For Worldly Cultivators, it’s not advisable to always focus on cultivation. It’s quite normal to gain worldly experience through missions outside the Sect.

“Great.” Tao Yaoye was visibly elated.

“Wait a moment, let me ask Old Meng if he wants to join.”

Tao Yaoye, having anticipated this, said with a smile, “I already asked Senior Brother Meng, he’s currently in closed-door cultivation and cannot spare the time.”

“Oh, I see. Then let’s go.” Lu Yang felt a tad disappointed for he had been looking forward to the journey by carriage.

Luckily, Daoist Buyu had schemingly ridden the Sect of the matchmaking crowd. Otherwise, as soon as Lu Yang stepped out, a group of Great Powers of the Unification Stage would be all over him, recommending their disciples, daughters, granddaughters…

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On the flying boat, Lu Yang inquired about their mission.

“The mission originated from Mr. Song’s household in Yuanhe County, Qingshui County, Yunzhou. His house possesses a mysterious painting that emits strange sounds at midnight daily. Several passing cultivators visited Mr. Song’s house but none could solve the mystery of the painting. The last Cultivator suggested that the painting was beyond an ordinary cultivator’s ability and recommended Mr. Song to seek help from the Immortal Sect.”

“I see.”

The flying boat docked at Qingshui County. The two rented horses and set off for Yuanhe County.

Upon reaching Yuanhe County, they patted the horses, and the two creatures ran off back to their owner.

“Shall we head over to Mr. Song’s residence?”

Lu Yang shook his head, “There’s no rush. Let’s first gather some information about Mr. Song and his family here.”

“Alright.”

Tao Yaoye today was vastly different from when she first joined the sect. Although her beauty was undeniable back then, she still had a youthful innocence about her. But now, at eighteen, she was splendid and mischievous, garnering a lot of attention on the way.

Both had remarkable demeanors, which made people wary of them, thus there was no harassment towards Tao Yaoye.

“Boss, two bowls of wonton soup, please. Make mine extra vinegary.” Lu Yang picked out a wonton stall.

“Alright.”

Two bowls of wonton soup were served. Tao Yaoye tasted it and commented softly, “Brother, the taste of this stall is so-so.”

“So-so is a compliment, we’re close to dinner time, but hardly anyone is here eating wontons, it gives you an idea of how average the taste is.”

“Why are we eating here then?”

“The business is slow, the boss would be willing to chat with us…Boss, how long have you been running this stall?”

“It has been nearly thirty years. I am not bragging when I say that everyone in Yuanhe County knows of my wonton stall.”

“Seeing you both like this, you’re not from around here, are you?”

“We are healers from the neighboring Panlong County. Someone at the Song Family is sick, and they asked us to come have a look. We’ve just arrived, and haven’t found our way to Mr. Song’s house yet.”

“Oh, you’re going to find Mr. Song. It’s not far from here. You walk straight from here, take a turn at the intersection, and you’ll be there after one more left turn.”

Lu Yang, of course, knew that the Song Residence was nearby, that’s why he specifically found a wonton stall near their house.

Lu Yang lowered his head and quietly ate his wontons, slurped a spoonful of soup, it was really sour.

As Lu Yang didn’t say anything, the wonton stall owner attempted to strike up a conversation.

“Healer, who’s sick in the Song’s family? Is it Mr. Song himself?”

The fact that they had called in a healer from a nearby county indicated a severe ailment. It was the perfect mundane talk for the neighborhood.

“I really can’t say.” Lu Yang replied with a shake of his head. Then, as if something just occurred to him, he casually asked, “Are you familiar with the Song family?”

“The Song family only came into prominence in the past twenty years, mainly due to Mr. Song. He is quite a character. When he was young, he became a scholar but later failed to achieve any fame. During his middle age, he lost his wife and son and lived in desolation and sorrow.”

“Then one day, he suddenly came to his senses and started to do business. I don’t know how he did it, but his wealth was growing day by day. He looked more energetic, followed by his remarriage and the birth of three sons and a daughter.”

“Mr. Song tends to be a good person. He has built two schools and donated many books.”

After listening, Tao Yaoye nodded, by all accounts, Mr. Song appeared to be a good person. The only mystery was how he became successful in his business.

However, this had nothing to do with their mission.

“Hey, isn’t that Senior Brother Lu?”

A slightly surprised and joyous voice sounded, soft and soothing like velvet.

Lu Yang turned and was surprised to see the speaker, “Junior Sister Lan Ting?”

From afar, Lan Ting had already spotted a familiar figure at the wonton stall. She didn’t dare to confirm it was Lu Yang until she got closer.

On seeing Lan Ting approaching, Tao Yaoye quickly stood up, positioned herself between them and warmly greeted her, “Junior Sister Lan, what brings you here?”

Lan Ting flashed a resplendent smile, “Oh, it’s Junior Sister Tao, I only saw Senior Brother Lu and didn’t spot you earlier. I apologize.”

“As a cultivator, you should always be aware of your surroundings. It seems like Junior Sister Lan’s cultivation skills still have room for improvement.”

“Junior Sister Tao, your words are off the mark. Cultivators are skilled observers to protect themselves from danger. Would there be any danger in this place?”

A big grin lit up Lan Ting’s face as she continued, “Besides, with Senior Brother Lu around, there wouldn’t be any danger. Junior Sister Tao, it seems like you’re underestimating Senior Brother Lu.”

Lu Yang, hearing the exchange between the two women, felt that he should say something.

“Boss, can I have another bowl of wonton soup, please?”