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Chapter 2002: Li'er

    

silent for a moment before suddenly asking an elderly guard, "Elder Yue, is what Chun Tao said true"Elder Yue replied, “Miss, it is true that Chun Tao’s family has a younger brother who has been sick...The bronze drum kept flying north, almost to the edge of the sea where Mount Jitian was located. There were no islands in sight, and Mr. Hong showed no sign of stopping.

Continuing northward, deserted islands became increasingly frequent. They arrived in an open expanse of sea. The bronze drum suddenly slowed. Mr. Hong tapped the surface with his toes.

'Bong!'

With a slight tremor, the void rippled and pulsed. On the surface of the sea ahead, a hazy shadow emerged, resembling a small island.

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The shadows gradually became clearer, revealing an island. It had been hidden by a spiritual formation before and now reappeared before everyone's eyes.

The island was not large, only ten miles or so in diameter. There were no buildings on the island, but it wasn't quite deserted either.

The entire island is shaped like a saddle. The steep slopes on both sides are covered with flowers. There aren't any rare varieties, but each one is very beautiful. Countless butterflies dance among the blossoms, a riot of color, a beautiful sight to behold.

In the center of the flower sea, at the very heart of the saddle, lies a single patch of green. The grass carpet is soft as silk, making one imagine lying there quietly, basking in the sun - what a blissful experience it would be.

There was no one on the island. Qin Sang watched Mr. Hong's back, wondering if he was taking care of this place.

The bronze drum landed on the shore, and Qin Sang immediately smelled the refreshing floral fragrance.

Here, the butterflies are not afraid of people; a few were attracted by the glittering light from the bronze drums and landed on the crowd.

Seeing this, Qin Sang couldn't help but recall the time when he lured the Heavenly Eye Butterfly. It was also a beautiful flower valley. Unconsciously, the Heavenly Eye Butterfly had followed him for over a thousand years.

“Everyone, please be careful not to trample the grass, or someone will get angry,” Mr. Hong said with a smile.

He must be the esteemed Mr. Chan, of Golden City. Since we need him to lead us, it would be unwise to offend him.

Qin Sang stood at the edge of the grassland, Huiting walked over, only the person with the straw hat walked alone to a stone by the shore and sat cross-legged in meditation.

"I wonder who that deacon of Chángjīn City is. Could he be a late-stage Nascent Soul expert"

My heart is filled with anticipation.

"We should see it soon."

Qin Sang looked towards the north of the small island. At the end of the endless sea, the sky and sea met, with no sign of human figures.

Mr. Hong didn't explain anything either, and entered the sea of flowers on his own, once again becoming a farmer.

From early morning until noon, the scorching sun hung high in the sky.

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A cloud drifted in from somewhere, obscuring the blazing sun and bringing a touch of coolness to this place.

A cool breeze blew in from the north, starting as a gentle wind but gradually growing stronger. The waves crashed against the rocks, sending up white splashes.

On the vast sea, the weather was unpredictable. Northern skies suddenly darkened with thick clouds, casting an inky blackness and the rumble of thunder could be heard faintly.

A storm is coming!

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At this moment, Qin Sang's expression suddenly moved. He noticed that Mr. Hong also stood up from the sea of flowers and looked north.

Suddenly, a storm broke out with flashes of lightning and thunder. Amidst the raging wind and waves, a ship appeared.

This is a small sampan, which should be sailing on a river, but it appeared in the sea, and there was no one on board.

A lone fishing boat drifted on the sea, tossed and turned by the wind and rain. It swayed precariously, dancing on the crests of the waves, threatening to capsize at any moment, being pushed towards a small island by the surging waves.

Qin Sang and Huiting both stared intently at the sampan. Finally, they met each other's gaze, both with strange expressions on their faces.

As the sampan neared the island, a sudden tinkling laugh like silver bells rang out.

"Wow! This must be the Flower Island that Sister Xing'er told me about, with so many beautiful flowers!"

Like an innocent and joyful maiden, her heart brimming with happiness, but the boat remained eerily empty. The sound came from the sampan itself.

Next, an astonishing scene unfolded. The sampan let out a series of cracking sounds, its hull suddenly shattered into large and small pieces. However, it didn't completely disintegrate, but rather transformed into these fragments.

These fragments are of irregular shapes, but all very regular, obviously man-made.

Then, the fragments moved as if alive, fitting together with a series of "clicks and clacks". The mechanism tightened, and after a dizzying flurry of changes, the boat transformed into a white tiger.

The white tiger is indistinguishable from a real one. Its fur, four paws, and nose and mouth are all lifelike, with no flaws visible. Its eyes are bright and lively, but it lacks the ferocity of a real tiger, instead possessing a hint of youthful charm in its expression.

But when Qin Sang looked closely, he could tell that every part of the white tiger wasn't real flesh and blood.

The alternating black and white stripes, where the white fur is a kind of spirit gold called Yan Sui, and the black fur uses Luo Hui Jin, are all drawn into fine threads to create the softest fur.

Its eyes, distinctly two ghost-pupil gems, were naturally born in the shape of eyeballs.

Teeth are like silver in the snow.

The pads on its four hooves were not real flesh and blood, but a kind of bloody copper. They should have been as hard as steel, but after being smelted with some unknown material, they became soft like flesh and blood.

In this way, his entire body was like this, and there were many materials that Qin Sang couldn't distinguish at a glance.

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This is not a white tiger, it's clearly a steel behemoth!

A puppet

Qin Sang thought to himself, This steel behemoth was clearly different from his senior sister's puppetry. Calling it a mechanical beast would be more appropriate.

Before, Qin Sang had also seen some organ beasts, but most of them were used as tools in the sect. They were inanimate objects with many limitations.

Each part of the white tiger is made of a different material, individually crafted, and then connected using intricate mechanisms. Although runes are used to enhance its power, each part's runes are also independent and purely mechanical.

It, however, was imbued with a soul. The girl's voice was not a disguise; she possessed the same intelligence as humans. Qin Sang sensed the aura of a primordial spirit and surmised that some means had been used to embed the primordial spirit of a young girl into the steel behemoth's body. It was a living mechanical beast.

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Qin Sang could also use demon beast essence to refine puppets, but he didn't know how to make the primordial spirit fuse with pure mechanical creations. He knew there must be other mysteries he hadn't discovered.

"So beautiful!"

The white tiger leapt into the air, landing gracefully on the island. It rolled contentedly in the grass, letting out a satisfied sigh.

"What is your name What about Xing'er"

Mr. Hong asked.

"Hey! You must be Mr. Hong, right Li'er has met you before!"

Bai Hu stood up, politely bowing his head. Then, a look of human-like dejection appeared on his face, "Sister Xing'er failed to gain recognition from the Xuan Hu and has already exhausted her primordial spirit and passed away."

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Every move is completely natural, without any flaws.

Mr. Hong let out a light sigh, "I hope Li'er you can succeed. What kind of flowers do you like"

“Lily loves red flowers,” Lily’s eyes were full of anticipation.

Feeling the purity of the young girls, Mr. Hong couldn't help but say: "Qing'er, Cai'er, Xing'er... This old man has watched one by one of you fade away like flowers. Although your Jintiecheng mechanical beasts are wonderful, they are too inhumane."

Li'er dared not follow the arrangement of her own affairs, she could only lower her head and listen silently, opening her mouth to spit out a jade bracelet.

Mr. Hong took the jade bracelet, nodded, and then took out a jade bracelet to give to Ling'er. He pointed at Qin Sang and the other three, "These three Taoist friends are our distinguished guests this time, and they are all going to Da Zhou."

“Pear must be well entertained.”

Li'er leaped forward, her head held high, and pounced in front of Qin Sang and the other two. Her big eyes darted around.

Its eyes were like those of a child who had never known the world, bespeaking a pure and unblemished soul.

The white tiger spat out a jade scroll and said in a crisp voice, "Honorable guests, my name is Li'er. I am the twenty-ninth executor of the Canjin City branch. In the future, you will enter my body. You can treat me as a ship and let me carry you across the vast ocean to Ganzhou Lan Tan Prefecture."

As he spoke, the white tiger's body whirred with a series of metallic clicks. It grew taller and longer, transforming into a gigantic tiger. A door appeared on its belly, dividing the interior into three separate chambers.

Now, looking back, they are no longer ordinary beings.

"Oh, I forgot!"

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Li'er stuck out her tongue, blushing slightly, and produced a jade slip. "This lists the shipping costs. Any one of these options would be acceptable for our three honored guests, or something of equal value."

Three people took turns looking at it. They saw all sorts of spirits listed on the top, in varying numbers and roughly equal value.

"Can't we use spirit stones" Huiting hesitated for a moment, then asked.

Li'er tilted her large head, "Within the borders of Genzhou, short distances can be paid with spirit stones, but Li'er doesn't accept them."

Qin Sang had been prepared, thanks to the reminder from the master on the Yue platform. He took out three snake-skin spirit fruits the size of chicken eggs.

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Three Maodan fruits, I dare ask your honored guest's Dharma name

Li'er smiled, her eyes sparkling with delight.

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“Poor Dao Qing Feng,” Qin Sang retracted her hand, the spirit fruit floating into Li’er’s mouth and being swallowed.

Seeing this, Huiting and the man in the straw hat also took out their spiritual objects and paid the boat fare.

When will you depart

The man in the hat introduced himself as Wen Sheng, and when paying his fare, he asked an extra question.

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“Li’er will stay here for ten days. During this time, other friends from elsewhere will also come,” Mr. Hong said in reply to Li’er, as he went back to tending his flowers.

"How long will it take to get to Genzhou" Huiting pursued.

“Li’er listened to the elder say that this place wasn't actually remote, it was just that our human race had weak power in the South China Sea. Furthermore, Li’er's speed limited us. To ensure safety, we also had to detour and delay for various reasons along the way, which would take about ten years.”

Li'er explained plainly.

“Safety Can you protect us on the road”

Huai Ting's eyes held a scrutinizing gaze.

Like Qin Sang, he was seeing such a strange mechanism beast for the first time and couldn't judge Li'er's strength from her appearance.

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Canjincity trusted Li'er enough to not even send a Refining Void cultivator along.

However, Li'er's soul felt like that of a naive teenage girl, which was hard to believe.

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Li'er earnestly said, "Li'er will do her utmost to protect our esteemed guests. If we encounter danger on the way, I will share life and death with you. But if your enemies come seeking revenge, Li'er will not intervene."

Mr. Hong chimed in again, "The pear represents Canjin City, and on this road, the name Canjin City still holds weight."

Hearing this from Mr. Hong, Huai Ting stopped talking further.

Qin Sang listened quietly the whole time and finally asked her own question, “Where is Lan Tan Prefecture located in Gen State Could you give us a feng shui map of Gen State”

"Lan Tan Prefecture is located in the southwest of Gen State, right next to the South China Sea. Pear Blossom will take esteemed guests to Lan Tan Prefecture City, and of course, esteemed guests can disembark at any point along the way. A basic feng shui map exists, but only a very simplified version. If esteemed guests desire something more detailed, major trading houses in Lan Tan Prefecture will have them for sale."

As Li'er spoke, she unfurled a picture scroll.

Huai Ting came over to look, and the markings were indeed simple, only outlining the locations of each prefecture in Ganzhou with lines.

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Lan Tan Prefecture was located in a corner of Gan Prefecture, far from the capital city.

"Master Dao, where are you headed If you have no destination in mind, perhaps we could travel together to Lan Tan Prefecture. It would be good to have each other's company and support. I myself have no fixed purpose and intend to wander about," invited Huai Ting.

Qin Sang shook his head slightly, "When I reach Genzhou, the poor Dao will consider my next destination, but it should be difficult to travel with fellow Daoists."

“Well then, I suppose we’ll have to meet another time if fate allows,” Huiting bowed respectfully, sensing Qin Sang’s coldness. He boarded the ship first.

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Qin Sang entered Li'er's belly and randomly picked a quiet room.

The quiet room is narrow.

As expected, this decade should be spent in cultivation. Qin Sang naturally wouldn't mind that.

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In a quiet chamber, a thoughtful opening of a small window was made. The material was also a special kind of lingjin, which could be observed with the naked eye outside.

There are no restrictions separating one quiet room from another.

Qin Sang took out a few small flags and arranged them around the quiet room, completely sealing off the inside and outside. Even Li'er couldn't peek inside.

Opening a rift in the spirit formation, Qin Sang called out, “Li’er.”

"Li'er is here!"

Lier's voice is always so crisp and lively, full of energy.

“Upon arriving at Lan Tan Mansion and heading to another residence, will you continue working for us” Qin Sang asked.

"At that time, there will be other attendants to receive your guests, besides our Canjin City. Of course, there are places where you can take a small teleportation array, and the fastest way is to ride in a small teleportation array."

"Are there many places that a small shift in formation can't reach"

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Qin Sang pondered, the Great Zhou claimed to be a nation, connecting all directions with the Displacement Formation, undoubtedly the most efficient.

“Li'er had heard the elders say that worldly affairs are impermanent, with countless crises lurking. Sometimes, when celestial energies shift or powerful beings fight, even unintentionally leaking their aura, it could shake space. If the teleportation formation is not stable enough and affected, it might be sent to another place in the Grand Thousand World, perhaps saving their life. But if they were banished into spatial turbulence, it would be extremely dangerous,” Li'er said, her voice trembling with fear. She paused for a moment before continuing, “Therefore, even if someone sets up a teleportation formation, without the protection of a major force, no one dares to board it. Moreover, setting up a teleportation formation is not easy; the price is too high, and there's no point if the distance is too close, which is why our Changan City has business. It is said that the teleportation formation connecting Gan Prefecture to Baiyu Palace is the only one from ancient times to the present, and no one has been able to set up a second.”

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Li'er was very talkative, as long as it didn't involve secrets of Chanjin City, she would readily answer.

After some conversation, Qin Sang had a general impression, but he still needed to see it with his own eyes to truly appreciate the grandeur of the Da Zhou cultivation world.

On the third day of waiting, a streak of light flew in from afar. It seemed to know Mr. Hong and they chatted for a while before boarding the ship. Pear Blossom then divided herself into another quiet room.

Over ten days, people kept arriving one after another, and eventually more than ten people came. This caused Li'er’s body to stretch several times its original size.

Qin Sang only observed through the window and did not go out to make acquaintances. These people also entered their own quiet rooms by themselves and had no intention of making many friends.

All you people are just fellow travelers, not interfering with each other.

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In the evening of the tenth day, Li'er leaped forward with all four hooves, racing towards the sea.

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