Your Immortal Cultivation World Is Not In Good Taste.

Chapter 2: Qiu Yunqing

Zhang Xianlu, an inner disciple of the Heavenly Mirror Sect, is at the mid-stage of Foundation Building cultivation.

It is said that he is from a certain prominent family and entered the Heavenly Mirror Sect through connections. He doesn't work hard in his cultivation and relies on taking drugs to advance his cultivation level. He has formed a small group with a few other lazy disciples.

What is the purpose of this small group?

To collect protection fees.

And they only target disciples with low cultivation levels, no background, and mediocre talent.

The conditions are quite strict, but there's no other choice. If there's anything that doesn't meet the requirements, they will be beaten up.

At this moment, Zhang Xianlu is standing on a stool, squinting his eyes as he stares at a servant disciple in front of him, with an unfriendly tone:

"You haven't paid this month's spirit stones yet, have you?"

Four or five inner disciples, led by Zhang Xianlu, surround the servant disciple, ready to resort to violence at any moment.

"I have already given it this month, Senior Brother Zhang, please don't joke around."

"Clang!"

Zhang Xianlu raises his hand and knocks over the servant's tray, scattering the food all over the ground. He raises an eyebrow and says:

"Whether you give it or not is not for you to decide with just your mouth. Don't you still have spare money to buy pills? Senior brothers and sisters are all struggling, it's not good to hide your wealth..."

"Zhang Xianlu! Don't push your luck too far!"

The suppressed anger in the servant's voice reaches Wu You's ears, who is standing nearby.

Zhang Xianlu clenches his fingers, making a cracking sound. "Oh, you dare to defy? It seems that Qiu Junior Brother needs some proper education..."

This insignificant servant actually dares to resist, which is indeed unexpected for Zhang Xianlu. However, he was just looking for an excuse to beat this guy up.

Although he is just a servant, he has such a delicate face... How can he not be jealous?

Especially since Zhang Xianlu himself looks quite... unsightly. It's already commendable that he can endure until now!

"Clang clang."

Just as Zhang Xianlu was about to make a move, he hears a faint sound of a sword sheath tapping the ground behind him.

He turns his head and thinks that someone is here to cause trouble... As usual, if it's someone with higher cultivation or a background, he would back down, otherwise, they would fight together.

But this time, the other party doesn't seem to have any intention of negotiating with him. What enters his sight is a figure that is about to disappear.

"Bang!"

The moment the fingertip touches Zhang Xianlu's forehead, a visible shockwave suddenly spreads.

With a muffled sound that makes the hearts of the surrounding disciples skip a beat, Zhang Xianlu is instantly sent flying by his own head, knocking over tables and chairs along the way, only stopping when he hits a pillar, lying motionless on the ground.

Sleeping peacefully like a baby.

"Ah~ Youth is truly great. He falls asleep as soon as he lies down."

Everyone looks towards the owner of the voice—Wu You blows on his finger that just flicked Zhang Xianlu's forehead, as if blowing smoke from the barrel of a gun.

That person with short hair stands out among the cultivators who all have long flowing hair, regardless of gender.

There's nothing I can do, I only grew my hair out for a month after transmigrating.

When I turned around, those few little brothers had already surrendered.

One of them trembled and forced a smile at Wu You, saying, "Senior... it's all a misunderstanding. If you had told us earlier that you had a good relationship with Brother Qiu, we wouldn't have bothered you... Can you please spare us and let us go?"

Wu You looked at them and pointed at Zhang Xianlu, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog.

"Take him out and set up the tables and chairs while you're at it."

The few of them immediately felt as if they had been granted amnesty. They haphazardly set up the tables and chairs, carried their leader, and fled...

Soon, the disciples who were watching the spectacle also dispersed.

The menial disciple who had just been extorted looked at the direction the group ran away with a complicated expression. He turned around, his face filled with gratitude, and bowed to Wu You.

"If Senior hadn't intervened, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to escape today's suffering. I am Qiu Yunqing. May I ask for Senior's name?"

"It was just a small effort. Junior brother, there's no need for excessive courtesy." Wu You held his sword to his chest and nodded.

He didn't plan on revealing his name, after all, helping a menial disciple without expecting gratitude. But before leaving, he took a few glances at this menial disciple.

At first glance, it was nothing special, but upon closer inspection... something seemed off about this menial disciple?

This menial disciple before him had a feminine appearance, delicate features, clear and lively eyes, and a dignified demeanor... he looked like a protagonist!

His cultivation was at the early stage of body refinement, indicating that he had only recently started cultivating.

There was a small bluebird mark on his brow. At first glance, it seemed like a decoration, but Wu You's divine sense swept over it and confirmed that it was a mark formed by the manifestation of spiritual power within his body.

There was a quaint jade pendant around his waist, with a unique design that wasn't very eye-catching, but Wu You decided to take note of it for now.

What kind of ring was hanging around his neck?!

It was a plain ring, not worn on the hand or put in a bag, but hung around the neck with a string.

Just one look made Wu You's hair stand on end, and he couldn't help but become serious.

There were just too many protagonist elements on this person!

Now he didn't feel so rushed to leave. This junior brother had the potential of the Heavenly Dao and must be befriended!

Withdrawing his gaze, Wu You cleared his throat and said seriously, "My name is Wu You. Um... junior brother, do you like eating pork knuckles?"

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...

Qiu Yunqing couldn't refuse in the end.

He was currently sitting across from Wu You, eating voraciously, not caring about getting oil all over his mouth, completely disregarding his image.

Wu You insisted on treating him partly because of that, and partly because... a plate of pork knuckles that cost over a hundred spirit stones was enough to cover half a year's expenses for a menial disciple.

Should he be wary of someone's unfounded kindness?

Come on, Senior has already given me 50 spirit stones, how could he possibly be a bad person!

"Spurt... cough!"

Qiu Yunqing ate too quickly and choked. He quickly reached out and grabbed a cup, gulping down water.

"Eat slower, wolfing down your food is bad for your stomach," Wu You interjected.

"That Foundation Building Stage disciple, does he often bother you?" Qiu Yunqing paused, his brow furrowed, his mouth full and his words unclear. "He... (chewing)... comes to extort me about once a month..."

Wu You nodded in understanding.

During his time in the Heavenly Mirror Sect, he had noticed that the concept of obeying the strong and bullying the weak was quite common here. Many cultivators even believed that it was just and reasonable to harm the weak.

Might makes right, that was his cheap master's viewpoint as well.

He couldn't understand why the cultivators of the Heavenly Mirror Sect had developed such a twisted and indifferent sense of good and evil.

Acts like the extortion of spirit stones had even formed a small ecosystem and territorial divisions.

It was simply absurd!

Wu You thought while glancing at Qiu Yunqing.

If he didn't respond immediately, Qiu Yunqing would focus on eating again... He didn't seem like the kind of person who would engage in banditry and claim to be a righteous fool in a black society of cultivation.

Or would he become that kind of person in the future?

"How long have you been practicing in the sect, junior martial brother?" Wu You asked, interrupting Qiu Yunqing's meal, feeling guilty for eating so deliciously.

"Senior martial brother, it's been over two years," Qiu Yunqing replied after swallowing the food in his mouth.

He still secretly glanced at his elbow... He really wanted to continue eating, but he didn't want to be rude to Wu You, especially since he had just helped him out and invited him to eat.

"Two years..." Wu You realized that he had no concept of the cultivation speed of other cultivators. He only knew that they were much slower than himself, so he changed the topic.

"I will be going to the Sutra Pavilion later. Would junior martial brother like to come along?"

"Well..." Qiu Yunqing looked hesitant.

He was out of money.

A few days ago, he bought a few bottles of pills at the night market outside the sect. Although they were at a low price, it had already emptied his savings for this period of time.

Wu You quickly noticed his predicament and blinked, saying, "Junior martial brother... with my authority, I should be able to let you borrow a few books for free."

Qiu Yunqing's eyes immediately lit up. "Senior brother, are you serious?!"

Wu You smiled casually.

"I never speak falsely."

He was just joking.

He had never been to the Sutra Pavilion, so he didn't know if borrowing books was possible.

He would secretly pay for them...

Before long, they were full and satisfied.

Wu You and Qiu Yunqing walked side by side on their way to the Sutra Pavilion. It was clear that Qiu Yunqing was half a head shorter than Wu You.

A long bridge stretched between the peaks, and the sound of their footsteps echoed crisply on the white stone slabs.

As the sun set and the moon rose, the stars began to appear.

Looking from the bridge, the magnificent main hall of the sect stood firmly in the center, with several side halls hidden among the peaks. The carved railings and jade walls were surrounded by clouds, creating a fairyland-like scene in the hazy moonlight.

"The Heavenly Mirror Sect at this moment is just like the White Jade Capital in the sky, with twelve floors and five cities," Azure Lotus, a layman, wrote this poem, which is the perfect description of the Heavenly Mirror Sect at this moment.

"Where were you from before entering the Heavenly Mirror Sect, junior martial brother?" Wu You casually asked.

Since he transmigrated, he had only seen cultivators from the Heavenly Mirror Sect. He was very curious about the mundane world of the Immortal Cultivation World.

"Ji Country, Ji Long Village. Senior brother probably hasn't heard of it. It's a small place," Qiu Yunqing said.

"Ji Country? Which Ji?" Wu You was puzzled by Qiu Yunqing's reaction and gestured in the air, "The Ji in the mountain branch, senior brother doesn't know Ji Country?"

Wu You immediately realized that he had made a common knowledge mistake, but it was the "common knowledge" here, not his own.

It was a small matter, easily resolved.

Wu You pondered for a moment, a hint of worry appearing between his brows.

"Ah..."

"To be honest, because of my identity, I know almost nothing about the outside world. Qiu Yunqing, I apologize," Wu You said, and Qiu Yunqing immediately showed a look of "I understand." His gaze towards Wu You also carried sympathy.

"Sorry... senior brother."

As someone who had been confined within the sect since childhood, forced to cultivate by the elders, not allowed to leave the sect... Wu You's image as a high-ranking disciple under strict control was already vividly imagined by Qiu Yunqing.

His sympathetic gaze made Wu You's back break out in goosebumps. He quickly cleared his throat and asked about the mundane world below, "Ahem... junior martial brother, don't worry about it. Tell me about the mortal world below."

Wu You didn't reveal his identity as a transmigrator to Jiang Bing, only claiming to be an orphan from a remote village. Now, Qiu Yunqing could help him understand the world below, which was perfect.

Qiu Yunqing nodded and tried to organize his thoughts, "Let's start with the countries..."

...

As they walked and talked, Wu You occasionally interjected with questions.

In his fragmented words, Wu You gradually pieced together his understanding of the mortal realms in the Immortal Cultivation World.

The two of them also became a little more familiar...

(End of this chapter)