The Immortal Seeker: Legend of Bronze Mirror

Queen Mother Palace, Inner Hall.

Master Kumei had already arranged for Miss Sun to stay in a quiet room within the temple.

Miss Guo said indifferently: "The matter is clear. It's not as if I must take her away. If she is forced to marry, she would rather die. You can't watch over her forever, or rather, Master Kumei just needs to send her back alive and doesn't care whether she lives or dies."

Master Kumei remained silent.

Killing enemies in the worldly society is something she can do without batting an eye.

But killing Miss Sun is another matter.

After all, the person isn't her enemy, and...

In fact, she quite admired Miss Sun in her heart.

She is fierce and willing to abandon life for freedom.

If a person is forced to do something unwillingly for a lifetime, is that person truly alive or dead?

Master Kumei thought, such a person is as good as dead.

Because she no longer knows what it's like to live for herself.

"Daoist Xu, what do you think?" Master Kumei looked at Xu Qing as if saying, it's your fault.

Xu Qing: "Even if we send Miss Sun back, she'll still seek death. In that case, why not let Miss Sun die once and for all?"

Master Kumei's face turned cold.

This little Taoist, is he speaking human words?

Perhaps it's because they are both women; sisters helping sisters is only natural.

Now Master Kumei has already taken Miss Sun's side and held great contempt for Yuan Wangsun, the old head of the Yuan family.

Seeing Master Kumei angry, Xu Qing lightly smiled: "Master, do not worry. Listen to me carefully."

Xu Qing came up with an idea for Miss Sun to feign death, then after burial, Miss Guo would discreetly take her away, ending the matter once and for all.

Master Kumei heard this: "This is the old trick of Founder Wang Chongyang. But Miss Sun doesn't have the skill of True Master Chongyang, how can she fool others and hold her breath for so long?"

Xu Qing: "I can help her with this matter."

Miss Guo: "Didn't expect Daoist to be such a rare talent; even such a matter has a solution. If successful, solving this trouble, I must greatly reward you."

Xu Qing smiled: "No need for a great reward. I am helping for Junbao's sake. If Miss Guo wants to thank someone, thank Junbao."

Miss Guo then cupped her hands towards Zhang Junbao.

Zhang Junbao quickly avoided.

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Days later, Xu Qing brought back Miss Sun's corpse, personally examined by the famous detective Eagle Eye from Guanzhong, confirming without doubt that Miss Sun was dead.

Of course, such a trick couldn't fool Eagle Eye.

But Miss Guo used her connections with the officials to exert influence in secret.

Eagle Eye was an old bureaucrat who preferred less trouble, so he cooperated to cover up the affair.

Naturally, Eagle Eye was amazed at Miss Sun's feigned death technique.

Although it didn't fool him, it did fool the Sun family.

Due to the shameful nature of Miss Sun's death, the burial was rushed.

To perform the act realistically, they didn't even notify Madam Sun.

Everything was arranged properly, Xu Qing didn't inquire about the Yuan family's collection, and without a farewell, he left swiftly. He left a note informing True Master Sun at Chongyang Palace that he planned to travel the worldly society and would not return to Chongyang Palace for the time being.

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Under Huashan Mountain.

Zhang Junbao and Xu Qing watched as Miss Guo and her female disciple Fengling rode off on horseback.

"Stop staring, she's already become a nun." Xu Qing patted Zhang Junbao's shoulder.

Although Miss Guo did not inherit her mother's looks nor her sister's beauty, it was still a pity she became a nun.

Zhang Junbao chuckled bitterly: "Brother Xu, don't tease me. As long as Miss Guo lives well, I am content."

Xu Qing secretly cursed him as a bootlicker.

But a good brother, after all, was a projection of True Martial's true self, truly influential, so Xu Qing didn't provoke him, lest one day he returns and gets beaten by True Martial.

He said, "Miss Guo practiced the Yoga Secret Tripod of the Buddhist Sect, a Buddhist Law that truly tests the mind and spirit. In the future, there might be a risk of going into qi deviation."

"Then what should be done?" Zhang Junbao grew anxious.

Xu Qing: "I don't practice it, how should I know."

He, being someone with Heavenly Demon origins, saying he doesn't know is naturally lying, yet the Heavenly Dao rules of this world exist, leaving Xu Qing without many options.

He could only say, he could observe a few things with keen eyesight.

He paused and continued: "To untie a bell, one needs the bell's owner. Since it's the Tibetan Buddhism Vajra Sect's cultivation technique, we should try our luck in the Western Regions."

"Vajra Sect is in Tubo." Zhang Junbao quietly said.

Xu Qing: "It's all in the west, and I promised the Taoists at Yuquan Academy to help them find the lost Huashan Swordsmanship in the Western Regions, I can't break my promise."

Zhang Junbao: "Isn't it because you fancy the Qi Refining Technique passed down by Teacher Xi Yi."

Teacher Xi Yi is Chen Tuan the Patriarch.

Yuquan Academy planned to use it to thank Xu Qing.

And under Xu Qing's mediation, Yuquan Academy and Queen Mother Palace have merged, with Queen Mother Palace as the main, henceforth becoming part of the Huashan Sect.

Additionally, Queen Mother Palace was renamed Xuanyu Temple.

Xuan from the Nine Heavens Profound Lady, worshipped by Queen Mother Palace, and Xuan from the Mysterious Sect.

Yu naturally from Yuquan Temple.

Xuanyu Temple mainly focuses on swordsmanship, with Thirteen Forms of Qingfeng as the sect's sword technique. Yuquan Academy focuses on Qi refining, following in the footsteps of Chen Tuan Patriarch and Guangningzi.

Thus, from the outset, the Huashan Sect naturally split into Sword and Qi sects.

Xu Qing: "Anyway, your Miss Guo has become a nun, destined to never marry. You certainly won't marry either. When I obtain that Qi Refining Technique, I'll teach you to practice together."

"No need, I have my cultivation technique." Zhang Junbao looked disdainful.

Xu Qing laughed: "Anyway, the Taoist childhood skills are similar, if you don't practice, then don't, why get upset."

He stopped here, paused, "By the way, do you have money?"

"Of course... I don't." Zhang Junbao blushed.

Xu Qing: "Coincidentally, I also have no money. So let's find one wealthy household."

"I can't beg, nor can I chant." Zhang Junbao quickly waved his hand.

He was a Taoist halfway through the path, muddled and confused at that.

Xu Qing rolled his eyes, "Who told you to do that? Let's uphold justice."

"What do you mean by uphold justice?" Zhang Junbao was confused.

"Rob the rich to give to the poor."

"Ah."

"Ah what ah, keep watch for me."

Xu Qing wasn't burdened with guilt over robbing the rich and giving to the poor; this world for the wealthy was certainly not benevolent. If they were righteous, how could they live peacefully under Mongolian rule?

There are other ways to earn money, just not as fast.

Primarily, he tricked Old Master Sun, so he felt embarrassed to ask for money from the Sun family again.

Though deceiving is better than truly making them lose a daughter.

Xu Qing took the money and went on the night journey with Zhang Junbao.

The autumn had come, the bright moon hanging high.

"The autumn wind is clear, autumn moon bright, scattered leaves gather again, startled rooks rest then are startled anew. When shall love meet? This moment, this night is hard to bear!"

Gazing at the bright moon, feeling the clear wind by his side.

Xu Qing's heart was filled with emotion.

He missed his wife!