I was forced to cultivate immortality when I just wanted to lie down

Chapter 50 Different People, Different Paths

Miss Shuyu had three dressing boxes. One was made of porcelain, in which she usually kept some delicate items such as mirrors, combs, hairpins, perfume, powder, rouge, etc., which were mostly ordinary items used by girls to dress up; the other large dressing box was made of lacquer and was piled with precious silk brocades and satins, which seemed to be mostly gifts from guests.

As for the Yin Gui Jade, it was placed in a silver dressing box. Once Xu Qing opened it, he was overwhelmed by the glittering jewels. Inside was filled with gold and silver jewelry, agate jade bracelets and other valuable items.

But he is not interested in those things, he is not a bandit.

Besides, thieves don't steal from the sick, and robbers don't steal from prostitutes. Even a big thief wouldn't steal from a brothel, because that would be too embarrassing!

Although Xu Qing could not be called a great thief, he did not like to engage in prostitution and freeloading activities.

On the other side of the bed, Miss Shuyu was unaware of anything. She only panted softly and ordered the maidservant: "Huan'er, please use some strength to push the master back. Don't let me do it alone."

On this side, Xu Qing turned a deaf ear to what was happening in bed and just reached into the dressing table, but he couldn't touch the Yin Gui Jade.

Something was wrong. He was absolutely certain that the Yin Gui Jade was hidden within this glittering treasure. The Yin energy that had previously overflowed from the dressing box could not deceive anyone.

Why can’t I turn it over?
Xu Qing used the magic of vision again, but found that the slippery, dark green object, which looked like black jade, was hiding from his hand and hiding the cat with him in the small dressing box.

As he searched back and forth, the dark green jade pendant also moved around his hand, hiding in the corners, just like a ground rat!

After touching it for a long time, Xu Qing was so angry that he laughed. It turned out that it was not that he could not touch it, but that this thing was afraid of him. When it saw him, it was like seeing a cat, afraid that it would fall into his hands!

"Hiding from your father!"

Xu Qing tried to grab it for a while but failed. Annoyed, he simply fished out all the jewels in the dressing box, leaving only the Yin Ghost Jade huddled in a corner.

Even as it was trying to fly out of the dressing box, it was caught by the unsportsmanlike Xu Qing.

The gambling addict that had been nurtured in the Yin Gui Jade could no longer control itself. It crawled out of the jade pendant and wanted to possess the person in front of it, but found that the other person was like a solid lump of iron and there was nowhere for it to drill into.

How could Xu Qing know what tricks the gambler in the Yin Ghost Jade had? Seeing that the gambler was not giving up and kept hitting him, he subconsciously urged the Yin Qi in his body to defend himself.

After a few rounds, the ghost shadow dissipated, and the Yin Gui Jade took the opportunity to absorb all the broken Yin spirit energy.

Xu Qing watched the last trace of green on the jade pendant fade away, and the Yin Gui Jade was now as black as ink.

"The Corpse-raising Sutra states that Yin Gui Jade is divided into three grades: low-quality emerald green, medium-quality dark green, and high-quality dark green."

I'm afraid this Yin Gui Jade has been raised to a top-grade quality by a gambler.

Xu Qing was amazed. Fortunately, Zhang Jun was a better bootlicker. If it were someone else, it would be difficult to resist the temptation of this gambler.

Ghost Jade, Old Cat Evil, Ghost Face Soil Three Feet Under the Grave
Now that he had the jade, he could begin cultivating the Silver Armored Corpse. He just wondered if he could cultivate the Ghost Face Soil in his Feng Shui-rich house.
After putting away the jade pendant, before leaving the attic, Xu Qing felt that he could not act like a freeloader and take the girl's hairdressing gift for free.

After thinking about it, he took out a powerful pill, scraped off a layer and poured it into the teapot.

It was difficult for the old client to get on the kang, but with this added tea, at least the girl could experience the feeling of being an eighty-year-old boy.

Helping others brings infinite merit, and Xu Qing feels that he is one step closer to becoming a saint.

On the way back to Xiangyin Pavilion, some yamen runners who came to clean the floor were investigating the scene.

Xu Qing looked into the hall from afar, but could no longer see Zuo Zixiong and Bai Luo. Instead, there were more than a dozen bodies lying on the ground.

Judging from their attire, most of them were followers of the Tianxin Sect, and a few were the bodies of the prince's guards.

Wu Tingwei led the soldiers stationed in the neighborhood to seal off the scene, while the people in the patrol office were checking the identities of the clients.

Before Xu Qing returned to Xiangyin Pavilion, he was taken into the hall by the soldiers.

The hall was filled with mostly men in shorts and shorts, though few women from the Book Phoenix Pavilion had been brought in. Xu Qing found Zhu Huaian, wrapped in a thin blanket. Beside the chubby boy, the Wu brothers, their necks covered in lip and tooth marks, were chatting in their shorts.

These three people are really calm. Is this the time for casual chatting?

"Have you guys woken up?"

"Hey, Brother Xu is here. I just woke up and heard that the prince was assassinated by gangsters."

"That's right. If we knew about this, my cousin and I would definitely come out to protect the Crown Prince. How could we just stand by and watch His Royal Highness get frightened?"

"Indeed, this Tianxin Sect is so wicked!"

Several people were talking to each other, looking like enthusiastic and caring people.

When the government officials were about to investigate them, Zhu Huaian remained calm.

"Relax, brothers. With me here, they won't dare to embarrass us."

Xu Qing looked at the patrol captain who was walking towards him with a clear target, and thought to himself, "Little Fatty, please give me some help. Don't let this idiot send me to jail for a few days."

Fortunately, Zhu Huaian did not let him down.

"My father is the King of Changting, and these are my brothers."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Zhu Huaian added another piece of news today. It has long been rumored that the only son of the king of a different surname in Tianjin is a playboy who spends his days either playing with bird cages or listening to music in brothels.

Now that the prince has arrived in disguise, this prince has made a new joke right under the prince's nose.

"Prince Changting, he's a man who once commanded all the armies in the world! I never thought that you and I would have the opportunity to visit a brothel with a prince of a different surname."

On the way back to Jingxia Street, Wu Wencai's steps were unsteady, and he still felt that everything he saw and encountered today was a dream.

Wu Zhiyuan sighed upon hearing this, "What a shame! Prince Changting has made outstanding contributions, and I have always admired him. Brother Zhu, His Highness, the Crown Prince, should not dishonor his father's reputation in this way."

At this moment, Xu Qing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke:
"Zhiyuan, that's not entirely true. You only thought the Prince of Changting was a man of great merit, but you never considered that his achievements surpassed his master. Prince Zhu previously joked that his father and uncle visited brothels together, and he himself acted like a dandy, but is this really a sign of his own depravity?"

Wu Zhiyuan was speechless for a long while before he said somewhat dejectedly, "Yes, I only cared about Prince Changting's achievements, but I didn't think of this. But Prince Zhu, is he really acting? Then, what we did with him today, was it also a show?"

Wu Wencai, standing beside them, frowned and interrupted their speculation, saying, "As long as Brother Zhu doesn't despise our backgrounds, why should we care about his status as a prince? Even if we don't interact with each other in the future, the only person we're befriending today is Brother Zhu. Why are you overthinking this?"

Xu Qing laughed in silence. He hadn't realized that Wu Wencai was such a sentimental person.

"Wencai is right. Let's not think about all that nonsense. What you two should be thinking about most right now is how to explain the plum blossom mark on your neck to Old Wu when you get back."

"You can't say it was a mosquito bite, right?" Xu Qing said with a teasing look on his face.

"Oh no! If Dad finds out about this, I'll definitely die of embarrassment on the spot."

"It's over. My uncle is very quick-witted. If this gets back to my mother, I'm afraid I'll be in big trouble too."

"Cousin, please smell me and see if I have any powdery smell."

"Wencai, can you help me check if there are any marks on my neck?"

Xu Qing ignored the two people who were in a mess and walked all the way back to his shop.

He was alone and free from all ties, so he would not stay where he was like the Wu brothers.
(End of this chapter)