Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 12 How can I forget the blood and tears I have shed along the way?

"I guess none of us had even established our foundation by then? Can you let us in?"

Qin Feng's chopsticks stopped, and she squinted her eyes and looked at Zhao Dazui, with a look that said "Are you kidding me?"

"Those who haven't built their foundation can watch and learn outside!" Zhao Dazui patted Wei Xi's back as he wolfed down his food.

"Besides, didn't a certain genius claim that he wanted to be the best swordsman in the world? How come he couldn't build a foundation in four months?"

Qin Feng clenched his chopsticks so tightly that they made a squeaking sound. She rolled her eyes and said, "You haven't even established your foundation yet, so stop making sarcastic remarks here."

After saying that, Qin Feng took a bite of mushroom, but Zhao Dazui didn't care at all. He moved the oil lamp to the side.

"I don't care about that! Seeing you're in good spirits, I can finally put my mind at ease."

Wei Xi, who was eating like a storm, paused and gestured to ask Zhao Dazui where he got the money to let them go to the secret realm.

"Only the headmaster of our sect is leading these three batches of disciples. The previous disciples either had their own things to do or were not interested in competing with the younger disciples for opportunities. So the spirit stones we need to spend aren't that many. I still have some private money, so if things don't work out, you guys will just have to beg!"

"Tian Di Men? How many years has it been since they've been silent?" Qin Feng took a leisurely bite of the steamed egg. "I remember when they were recruiting disciples five years ago, they didn't accept any."

"The people of Tiandi Sect are mainly based on chance. The current leader is still the abandoned baby that the old leader found when he wandered around Zhushan in the middle of the night."

Zhao Dazui slapped his thigh. "Speaking of which, the people at Tiandi Sect know a lot of things. Let's have them take a look at Wei Xi's muteness. Maybe they can cure it!"

Qin Feng glared at Zhao Dazui, who continued to tease the child with a playful smile.

Wei Xi knew that the Qingcheng Sect was poor, but would not let its disciples starve to death, so he continued to eat.

Zhao Dazui rambled on for quite a while. After the two children finished their meal, he put away the lunch boxes and said, "I told my senior sister that you two should take a day off tomorrow. Go to bed early tonight."

Zhao Dazui's departure brought the awkward atmosphere back between Qin Feng and Wei Xi.

When it comes to the cold war, no one can compare to Wei Xi. She calmly took out her calligraphy copybook. She was determined to practice her calligraphy well, and see who dared to say her handwriting was ugly!

Qin Feng didn't know how to bow to Wei Xi for a moment. She guessed that Wei Xi was angry because she had avoided her before she had a high fever and fell into a coma, but she really couldn't bring herself to say it.

Qin Feng had lived for twelve years, and it was rare for her to be so conflicted. She was stubborn and hard-mouthed, and asking her to admit her mistakes was more painful than cutting her with a knife.

But Wei Xi has boundless concentration, not to mention that she can't speak at all.

Wei Xi let Qin Feng struggle: she had the instincts of a small animal, just like she could always sense the guilt in Wei Dong, thus making her brother run around in circles.

Previously, she had thought Qin Feng didn't want to play with a mute like her, but now it seemed that Qin Feng had run into trouble himself. Wei Xi had crawled out of the gloomy dead end, and naturally had plenty of brains and tricks to play with Qin Feng.

So Wei Xi's writing today had a rare relaxed structure, and she even had the mood to blow on the words she had just written.

After slowly finishing the homework assigned to her by Senior Sister Xie, Wei Xi took out the test paper on which she had not made any corrections.

Qin Feng saw the paper Wei Xi was holding, and her guilt was about to overflow. She leaned over and said, "Wei Xi, let's correct this paper tomorrow! I'll get Mi Chong's paper tomorrow."

Wei Xi had an expressionless face as he dragged the test paper to the other side of the table.

Now Qin Feng had nothing to understand: Wei Xi was so angry because he didn't give her the test paper.

Wei Xi pricked up her ears and paid attention to Qin Feng's movements. She pretended to look at the test paper.

However, Wei Xi knew nothing about it. He stared until his eyes were sore, then he heard Qin Feng get up and rummage around in the cabinet.

A blank paper was pushed under Wei Xi's nose.

Wei Xi raised his head in confusion, looked at Qin Feng with a troubled face, pointed at the blank paper, and asked him to explain.

Wei Xi swore that if Qin Feng asked her to rewrite it, she would definitely tear up the scrap of paper. "This is my paper," Qin Feng said with a wry smile. Wei Xi was shocked. She gestured haltingly, pointing at the paper and then at Qin Feng.

"I was just memorizing it silently," Qin Feng said with a self-deprecating laugh, "I didn't remember anything except some common sense."

"Wei Xi, do you know why Huaixin Sect sent a gifted disciple like me to Qingcheng Sect?"

Wei Xi subconsciously pointed to her mouth: She always thought that Qin Feng was "exiled" to Qingcheng Sect because he had a sharp tongue and offended the elders of Huaixin Sect.

"I couldn't read or understand any books."

Qin Feng gathered the lapels of her shirt, and her long eyelashes cast shadows under her eyes.

"In other words, I can't understand immortality. My talent is locked away, but I don't have the key."

Wei Xi was stunned. She looked at Qin Feng, whose lips were pale, and tried to understand every word she said.

"I am the daughter of General Qin and his wife from the Ju State in the northern border. I have a younger brother who is two years younger than me."

Qin Feng no longer had a cold expression when he talked about these things. Under the lamp, his face was like a painting of a beauty.

"I like to practice calligraphy, so my parents took me to visit famous teachers."

"When I was six, my father was on duty at Gulucheng, a small border town with a small population and the Golan River running through it. That spring, my mother heard about a reclusive calligrapher living in Golan Mountain, so she took my brother and me to visit him."

"Unexpectedly, on the way, my brother insisted on going to see the sika deer, so we stopped for a while. During that short while, we encountered the bandits."

Tears rolled down Qin Feng's face. Wei Xi opened her mouth, not knowing how to comfort Qin Feng.

".My mother and brother both died at the hands of the bandits."

Qin Feng wiped away his tears, with flames of anger in his eyes.

"I was escorted back to Gulu City by Guard Li. My father had lost his wife and son. He mobilized the palace soldiers and generals to chase the bandits for a hundred miles, killing them all. I returned completely devastated."

"Before the seventh day, the Hu people from the Boluo Kingdom in the Western Regions launched an invasion. It was a surprise attack. Fortunately, a caravan escort lost three horses to report the incident."

"My father suppressed his grief and organized the military and civilians to defend the city. Gulu City was not a major city, and the military force was limited. When the enemy saw that their surprise attack had failed, they decided to lay siege to the city. There simply wasn't enough food and supplies in the city."

Qin Feng's tears had wet her clothes, and Wei Xi held her hand.

"Finally, my father decided to have Lieutenant General Du escort the civilians to Golan City, while he and the remaining soldiers would cover their retreat."

"I was entrusted to Lieutenant General Du, but I was so scared that I ran back to find my father."

Qin Feng choked up and said, Wei Xi wanted her to stop talking, but Qin Feng waved her hand.

"I saw him beheaded by a Hu soldier, and the blood splattered on the couplets for the general's mansion that my mother held my hand and wrote."

"Guard Li covered my mouth tightly and took me to Golan City."

"Guard Li's family had long since perished in the war, and he had also sustained injuries while fighting my father earlier in life. His old illness relapsed in the early summer of that year, and he passed away."

"It was only after his death that reinforcements from the imperial court arrived in Gelan City. After the siege of Gelan City was lifted, I returned to Ju City with Deputy General Du and stayed at his house for half a year. It just so happened that I was chosen by the Huaixin Sect during the Immortal Sect's disciple selection that year."

"The elders of the Huaixin sect saw that I was talented and made great efforts to cultivate me."

Qin Feng had almost wiped away her tears. When she mentioned Huaixin Sect, she toughened up again. "That's when I realized I couldn't read or write anymore, and I couldn't remember the secret techniques."

"I've been in Huaixin Sect for five years. Seeing that my cultivation has made no progress and I'm occupying the position of the elder's personal disciple, it's natural that some people want to kick me out of the sect."

(End of this chapter)