Let Me Touch Your Tail Chapter 59

“Sect Leader, the Big Knife Sect has sent a message saying…”

The elder stood in the hall, hesitating.

Bu Donghou said in a deep voice, “Speak!”

The elder looked embarrassed and lowered his head, saying, “They said if you don’t personally come to apologize, they won’t release the people.”

Bu Donghou smashed the armrest of his chair with a single strike, sneering, “Arrogant!”

Recently, after the Big Knife Sect came to the Floating Cloud Sect to demand the Immortal Order and was turned away by Bu Donghou, they resorted to underhanded tactics.

They had captured the disciples from Floating Cloud Sect who were out on a training expedition.

Elder Shu Hua, the master of Luo Qi, who was seated at Bu Donghou’s lower position, also looked grave upon hearing this.

The two disciples of Floating Cloud Sect captured by the Big Knife Sect were Luo Qi and Lin Chao.

Even though Luo Qi was a bit of a playboy, he was a chosen disciple and, despite being lazy, his talent was not poor. Elder Shu Hua sighed, feeling worried.

Bu Donghou said coldly, “It seems the Big Knife Sect wants to go to war with us.”

Several thousand years ago, Floating Cloud Sect was flourishing because of the prodigy Yan Yuanqing. Renowned figures from all over sought to befriend them, and various immortal sects sent invitations to form alliances.

Even though Yan Yuanqing had fallen three hundred years ago, Floating Cloud Sect had become so neglected that even a third-rate sect like the Big Knife Sect dared to insult them.

Elder Shu Hua stood up, “Sect Leader, our disciples are stranded outside; we cannot abandon them.”

“Of course,” Bu Donghou said, pondering with his chin resting on his hand. “The Big Knife Sect hasn’t learned its lesson yet. Since Luo Qi and Lin Chao are disciples of your Tianzhu Peak, you should handle this matter.”

Elder Shu Hua was about to ask Bu Donghou for additional manpower, but Bu Donghou said, “Yuan Yi is gravely injured and of no use. After this matter is settled, you will take over Tianzhu Peak. Go.”

With these words, Bu Donghou waved his arm, and the main seat was left empty.

Elder Shu Hua and the elder beside him exchanged glances. The elder bowed and left.

“……”

Less than half a day later, Elder Shu Hua returned.

There were no signs of a fight on him, and he was followed by a masked figure in a white robe.

Luo Qi and Lin Chao were nowhere to be seen.

Bu Donghou was in seclusion, but when he heard that Elder Shu Hua wished to meet, his eyes flickered slightly.

He did not hesitate for long and soon arrived at the administrative hall.

Seeing the white-robed figure beside Elder Shu Hua, Bu Donghou’s eyes became alert. “Who is this?”

Before Elder Shu Hua could introduce him, the white-robed figure stepped forward and removed his mask. “I am the Deputy Envoy of the Immortal Alliance to Taiyan, Xie Xinrong.”

The Deputy Envoy of the Immortal Alliance!

Bu Donghou’s expression changed slightly as he quickly considered what might have brought such a figure to Floating Cloud Sect.

Recently, although there had been many mundane matters, only two were worth noting: the Big Knife Sect’s unauthorized detention of Floating Cloud Sect’s disciples and the appearance of Yuanqing’s cave dwelling, which stirred the demon race.

Regardless of the issue, Floating Cloud Sect was in the right.

Thinking of this, Bu Donghou felt somewhat relieved. After exchanging pleasantries, he invited Xie Xinrong to take a seat. “I wonder what instructions the Deputy Envoy has for our Floating Cloud Sect today?”

Xie Xinrong did not beat around the bush and said plainly, “I’m not here to offer guidance. I’ve been sent to coordinate the grievances between Floating Cloud Sect and the Big Knife Sect. I also heard about the recent appearance of the Immortal Yuanqing’s dwelling and recalled an unresolved case. Thus, I came to seek Sect Leader Bu’s guidance.”

Bu Donghou’s eyelids twitched, and he felt an ominous premonition.

He glanced at Elder Shu Hua, who was trying to be inconspicuous, and waved for him to leave. Only then did he speak, “Please, Deputy Envoy, clarify.”

Xie Xinrong did not beat around the bush and stated directly, “Three hundred years ago, a thief stole a heavenly treasure. Despite several investigations, the clues disappeared into the Endless Sea. Recently, the Heavenly Emperor emerged and used the Heavenly Eye to see the thief’s face.”

Bu Donghou’s sense of foreboding grew stronger. He wanted to interrupt Xie Xinrong and change the subject but hesitated due to the other’s status.

Although the Immortal Alliance was an alliance of sects in the human realm, it was essentially an organization set up by the Celestial Realm to manage and suppress the human world. The direct senior members of the Immortal Alliance included high-ranking celestial beings who had descended to the mortal realm for training.

Xie Xinrong appeared to be only a Void Refining Realm Deputy Envoy, but who knew what support he had behind him?

Even if he suspected that this matter might involve Floating Cloud Sect, he could not avoid it.

Thus, he listened as Xie Xinrong said, “The thief who stole the heavenly treasure was none other than your sect’s renowned Immortal Yuanqing!”

This statement struck like thunder, hitting Bu Donghou’s head with shock.

He looked astonished, his tongue tied: “Yuan… Yuanqing Immortal?”

“Yes!” Xie Xinrong said decisively. “The Celestial Emperor has issued an edict for the Immortal Alliance to investigate this matter. I request Sect Leader Bu’s cooperation and to disclose any leads related to Immortal Yuanqing.”

Bu Donghou broke into a cold sweat. The Daoist Lingxian who had been very helpful to him was currently not in Floating Cloud Sect.

Yuanqing had been dead for three hundred years; even if she had stolen the treasure back then, how could it be retrieved now?

This woman, who was rebellious even in life, was causing Floating Cloud Sect a disaster even in death!

Seeing Bu Donghou lost in thought, Xie Xinrong coldly reminded, “Sect Leader Bu, there’s no need to be anxious. You can take your time.”

Bu Donghou pondered for a while, his mind racing, and said, “Yuanqing has always been proud of her talents and looked down on other cultivators. Even I was not spared from her disdain, so I don’t know much about her. But there might be one person who knows something.”

Xie Xinrong asked, “Who?”

Bu Donghou’s eyes flickered: “Yuan Yi, Yuanqing’s elder brother.”

·

In the cave, Ren Qingyue was holding Yan Zhao’s head, making her bow to the Medicine God Son.

The Medicine God Son repeatedly said, “Excellent, excellent,” while Ren Qingyue smiled to herself, rubbing her hands.

Once Yan Zhao became his disciple, there would naturally be many opportunities for her to experience the wonders of alchemy.

However, there was still one issue.

The Medicine God Son scratched his ear awkwardly: “What if she wakes up and doesn’t acknowledge me as her master, and refuses to learn alchemy?”

“Senior, don’t worry.”

Ren Qingyue said calmly. She had already devised a plan and told the Medicine God Son, “You just need to do this…”

Moments later, the Medicine God Son enlightened, “I see!”

Then he belatedly asked, “Miss, what is your relationship with my disciple?”

Ren Qingyue paused for a moment and then said, “I am a disciple of Immortal Yuanqing, Ren Qingyue, and thus am also Yan Zhao’s senior sister.”

“Not to hide from you, the jade talisman earlier was given to me by my master. Due to certain reasons, I could not reveal my identity in front of Yan Zhao. I hope Senior will understand.”

The Medicine God Son understood, waving his hand, “It’s fine, it’s fine.”

Afterward, he picked up Yan Zhao and then grabbed the unconscious red fox from the ground. Turning to Ren Qingyue, he said, “In that case, you should return to the Medicine God Sect with me.”

Ren Qingyue transformed back into the small fox as instructed.

The Medicine God Son waved his sleeve, and a gust of wind enveloped her body. In the blink of an eye, the surroundings changed, and they arrived in front of a pavilion.

Yan Zhao woke up feeling she had not slept long.

Opening her eyes, she found that the environment had changed again.

“Huh?”

Yan Zhao propped herself up on her elbows and realized she was lying on a wooden couch.

The room was filled with the fragrance of medicine, and in the middle of the hall stood a large alchemy furnace, about the height of a person.

Where was this place?

She glanced around and saw a white furry bundle curled up on a cushion beside the couch.

Another orange fox had rolled off the cushion and was now lying with its head hanging over the edge, using the white fox’s tail as a pillow.

She recalled the old monster she had encountered before sleeping and guessed that he was the one who brought her here.

With no one around, she needed to leave quickly.

Yan Zhao had this thought and quietly walked to the white fox’s side. She picked it up and held it in her arms.

The white fox’s tail flicked away suddenly, causing Bai Jin’s head to fall to the ground with a thud.

It did not wake up.

Yan Zhao carried her small fox to the door and quietly cracked it open.

The door was not locked, and the corridor outside was empty. It was a perfect opportunity to escape.

She quickly opened the door and stepped out.

At that moment, the wooden door of the courtyard creaked open.

The Medicine God Son stepped into the courtyard.

Yan Zhao: “……”

The old man held a wooden tray and, with a smiling face, said, “Good disciple, are you hungry? How about eating something before you leave?”

Yan Zhao’s gaze turned to the large bowl in his hands.

Nodding, she said, “Okay.”

Moments later, Yan Zhao sat at the table and began eating from the large bowl.

The Medicine God Son had brought her a big bowl of dumplings with thin skins and thick fillings, which left a delightful taste in her mouth.

Yan Zhao not only finished all the dumplings but also drank all the broth.

The little fox peeked out from Yan Zhao’s arms and happened to see Yan Zhao licking the bowl.

It covered its eyes with its small paws, thinking: There’s no need to go this far.

Who is this starving ghost reincarnated from?

Cultivators usually fast, and the Medicine God Son hadn’t seen someone eat like this since a stray dog passed by the mountain gate.

After Yan Zhao finished eating, the Medicine God Son said, “If you stay and become my disciple, you will have regular meals provided for you.”

Yan Zhao blinked, holding the bowl, and asked, “So much?”

The Medicine God Son answered, “You can have as much as you want.”

Yan Zhao tilted her head in thought.

The Medicine God Son secretly wiped his sweat.

The five grains of ordinary people are insignificant to cultivators, and he didn’t know if Ren Qingyue’s suggestion would be effective.

After a moment’s hesitation, Yan Zhao reluctantly nodded, “Alright then.”

The Medicine God Son’s eyes lit up, and he quickly took out a dark black medallion for Yan Zhao to drop her blood on.

This medallion, which he personally forged, contained a fragment of his divine sense. Once Yan Zhao’s blood was added, the master-disciple relationship would be permanently bound and could not be undone.

Yan Zhao, having agreed to the arrangement, placed her handprint on the medallion without hesitation.

The Medicine God Son was overjoyed, had Yan Zhao put away the medallion, and then took out a small alchemy furnace the size of a palm. “Come, good disciple, let me test your alchemy aptitude.”

Yan Zhao blinked and asked with clear eyes, “How do you test it?”

The Medicine God Son handed her the small furnace and patiently explained, “It’s simple. Just place your hand on it, silently recite the mental method to circulate spiritual energy, and channel the energy into the furnace.”

Yan Zhao followed the instructions.

The little fox in her arms also peeked out, curious.

Yan Zhao was usually not adept at things. Would this time reveal her hidden talents?

By the low table, Yan Zhao closed her eyes, focusing on silently reciting the mental method.

Warm air flowed from her palm into the alchemy furnace.

Soon, a soft white glow appeared on the surface of the green furnace.

The Medicine God Son’s face showed joy as he leaned in for a closer look.

Boom—

The little fox lifted its paw, holding its forehead, and sighed.

Oh no.

The table collapsed, the red fox woke up, and the alchemy furnace exploded.

The Medicine God Son’s face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, his disheveled hair appeared singed, and he exhaled a puff of green smoke.

“……”