Chen Lingjun bade Wei Ye You farewell and returned to the mountain, saying he was going to help Zhong Diyi order dishes from the old cook. To his surprise, Fellow Daoist Mei Zheng followed along. How strange—could this woman possibly not know her own cultivation? Had she merely used some Esoteric Divine Abilities to see through the "truth of his appearance," become envious that he was even more handsome than Wei Ye You's shell, and wished to commit some improper act? Damn it, her eye truly was excellent—her methods were just wildly unorthodox!
Looking awkward, Chen Lingjun turned to glance at her before employing his water method. "Fellow Daoist, there's no need to see me off."
Zhou Hu smiled. "Patriarch Jing Qing, to be frank, I will soon become a Qi refiner of Huaying Peak on Tiaoyu Mountain. We're headed the same way."
Chen Lingjun was half-convinced, half-suspicious. "Aren't you a registered female official serving at some Piyun Mountain office?"
"I used to be," Zhou Hu said. "But I asked Divine Lord Wei to recommend me, and thus gained the chance to build a thatched hut and cultivate over at Tiaoyu Mountain."
Chen Lingjun relaxed and laughed heartily. "A good thing! Congratulations, congratulations! Since we're family now, there's no need to call me Patriarch Jing Qing in the future. Just call me Fellow Daoist—and it's best if you call him Wei Ye You."
While riding the clouds and wind, Chen Lingjun recalled what Wei Bo had mentioned and began counting on his fingers. Fuyao Foothills was his master's private cultivation ground; Xianghuo Mountain had been given to Immortal Wei and his disciple; only sword cultivators could go to the Sword-Worshipping Platform; Zhaodu Post was a place for scholars to study; Yunzi's cave residence was on Gray Mist Mountain; Huanghu Mountain