A Salted Fish's Daily Life

Nuwa looked at Fuxi, and seeing no change in his expression, she knew he likely hadn't heard Qing Xuan's inner thoughts.

So, does that mean only I can hear Qing Xuan's inner thoughts?

The last sliver of doubt in her heart vanished, replaced by a heavy sense of certainty and a hint of indescribable excitement.

Luohu, Hongjun, Zixiao Palace, the front row seats... and the tragic fate of her and her brother!

Fuxi's mind was shaken, Blood Essence surged within him, and the Dao rhythm of the Innate Eight Trigrams deep within his Dao heart was almost thrown into disarray. He forcibly suppressed the gasp that was about to escape his lips, his expression flickering.

He had intended to use the Innate Eight Trigrams to investigate Qing Xuan's origins and future.

As a result, there was only a mist around Qing Xuan, with no past and no future.

The backlash from the heavenly secrets left him with no small injuries.

A sense of inexplicable premonition made him understand that Qing Xuan's destiny was not recorded in the Heavenly Dao; he was an anomaly!

Nuwa also held her breath. Although she had heard parts of it before, hearing about the "Dao-Demon Conflict," "Luohu's Burial," and "Hongjun Plucking the Peach" again still sent a shiver down her spine.

Perhaps, their siblings had truly grasped a sliver of opportunity to transcend destiny!

Seeing Fuxi remain silent for a long time, just looking at him with complex and unreadable eyes, Qing Xuan muttered to himself.

What's wrong? Did I say something wrong? Or does my brother-in-law think I'm too weak and unworthy of being the Master's disciple?

It can't be that bad, I was just being humble.

Qing Xuan's strange gaze pulled Fuxi back to reality.

He took a deep breath, trying his best to make his smile look more natural.

However, the smile was inevitably a little stiff.

"Nephew, you are too modest. The Great Dao is simple. Sometimes, seemingly trivial words can be profoundly thought-provoking."

He paused, unable to resist, and with a hint of imperceptible probing, he continued.

"Nephew, you just mentioned the conflict between the three tribes... do you know anything about the Western Land?"

His question was vague, but his heart involuntarily began to beat faster. Luohu's base was said to be in the West!

The final battlefield of the Dao-Demon Conflict was very likely also in the West!

Qing Xuan was even more confused.

The West? Besides Jieyin and Zhunti, those two saints who will later freeload everywhere with faces as thick as Buzhou Mountain, what else is there?

Oh, right, there's also the Demon Ancestor Luohu causing trouble there now, almost blowing up the good Spiritual Veins of the West. What a sin.

Speaking of which, after the Dao-Demon Conflict, the Spiritual Veins of the West were shattered, incurring immense karma. That's why Jieyin and Zhunti, after becoming saints, desperately repaid their karma by recruiting people everywhere, leading to the great prosperity of the Xuanmen and then its gradual decline... tsk, it's all connected.

RUMBLE!

Nuwa felt as if thunder had struck her mind!

The West! Luohu! Shattered Spiritual Veins! Jieyin and Zhunti! The rise and fall of the Xuanmen!

The amount of information from these inner thoughts was more terrifying than ever before!

It not only confirmed Luohu's presence in the West and predicted the future desolation of the West but also revealed the names of two unfamiliar future saints and even touched upon the fate of the Xuanmen!

This was no longer just fragments of the future; it was almost an exposition of some kind of vein in the operation of the Heavenly Dao!

Nuwa's beautiful eyes sparkled with wonder. She looked at Qing Xuan's face, which appeared respectful yet slightly bewildered, and a strong urge surged within her to protect him at all costs!

She absolutely could not let him be discovered by other powerful beings with this ability!

It seemed only she could hear Qing Xuan's inner thoughts for now, and she would need to observe him more in the future.

He was her disciple, Nuwa's disciple, and the greatest opportunity for her and her brother!

"The Western Land is said to be quite desolate. I don't know much about it," Qing Xuan replied honestly to Fuxi's question, while inwardly complaining.

Why does brother-in-law keep asking these out-of-syllabus questions? Can't he care about the practical cultivation difficulties of a junior, like giving a meeting gift or something...

"Ahem!"

Nuwa choked on this blatant inner thought.

She finally understood, completely understood.

This rebellious disciple could see through heavenly secrets, but he himself seemed unaware of it.

"Brother, this is my first disciple. As his Uncle-Master, shouldn't you give him a meeting gift?" Nuwa suddenly said.

"Little sister is right. It was my oversight to ask such vague questions." Fuxi smiled amiably and spoke warmly.

"You have just arrived, and your cultivation is indeed fundamental. As your Uncle-Master, I happen to have something that should be beneficial to your cultivation."

As he spoke, Fuxi flipped his palm, and a jade bead, about the size of a pigeon's egg and emitting a soft white light, appeared in his palm.

The moment the jade bead appeared, the surrounding spiritual energy spontaneously gathered towards it. Natural cloud and mist patterns flowed slowly on its surface, exuding an extraordinary mystique.

"This is the 'Spirit Calming Dao Infusion Pearl.' It's an embryo of an Innate Spirit Jade I found during my travels years ago. I've spent ten thousand kalpas nurturing and refining it with Eight Trigrams Array Patterns."

Fuxi handed the jade pearl to Qing Xuan, explaining.

"When worn, it can calm the mind, resist external demonic interference, accelerate the gathering of spiritual energy, nurture the Dao foundation, and even offer slight assistance when comprehending the Heavenly Dao. It's most effective for Heavenly Immortals and True Immortals."

This was a great item! It was equivalent to a permanent low-level enlightenment aura, a spiritual energy gatherer, and a mental protection charm! For low-level cultivators, it was a dream treasure!

Even for Fuxi, refining such a pearl had cost him considerable effort and materials.

Nuwa's eyes flashed with a smile. Her brother was quite generous this time; this item was indeed suitable for Qing Xuan at his current stage.

Qing Xuan quickly accepted it with both hands. He felt its surface was warm and smooth, and a clear stream of energy instantly flowed through his limbs and bones, purifying his very soul.

[This is quite a good item. Magical treasures that aid cultivation are rare.]

[It seems I misjudged you earlier. Big brother-in-law isn't here to test me, but to offer warmth!]

Nuwa suppressed a smile as she heard Qing Xuan's thoughts.

Although the term "big brother-in-law" still sounded a bit strange.

It was infinitely better than being told he was "unlucky" or "fooled"!

"Thank you for your generous gift, Uncle-Master!"

"It's merely a small token, nothing worth mentioning."

Fuxi stroked his non-existent beard, exuding an air of profound wisdom.

"Since you have entered my little sister's tutelage, you are family. If you encounter any difficulties in your future cultivation, feel free to ask me or your master."

"Yes, Uncle-Master!"

[This is great. I've handled the big brother-in-law. Once my cultivation recovers, this master won't be able to escape me, right?]

Nuwa: This unfilial disciple.

Fuxi: While that's true, did something feel off?

After giving the gift, Fuxi asked Qing Xuan a few more questions about his cultivation before making an excuse about deducing formations and leaving in a streak of light.

After Fuxi departed, Nuwa walked over to Qing Xuan and said casually, as if unconcerned.

"Your Uncle-Master is quite generous. Refine this item well and do not betray his good intentions."

"Disciple understands. I will cultivate diligently."

Qing Xuan quickly pledged his resolve.

[This little boost is, at best, better than nothing. After all, I have the Primordial Spirit Gathering Array with me.]

[As soon as I find a place to laze around, I can activate it.]

Nuwa's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, and she suppressed the urge to hit him on the head.

"Follow me. I will arrange a residence for you."

"Yes, Master!"

After settling Qing Xuan, Nuwa found Fuxi again.

She told him about Qing Xuan's inner thoughts she had overheard and some of her own speculations.

Fuxi also recounted his attempt to probe Qing Xuan and the backlash from the Heavenly Dao.

"An anomaly, truly an anomaly."

Fuxi sighed, now believing that Qing Xuan indeed possessed the ability to see into the future.

In the following days, Qing Xuan settled into the picturesque Fengqi Mountain dojo.

Nuwa arranged for him to stay in an exquisite pavilion near a warm spring. From his window, he could see waterfalls and flowing springs, smell the fragrance of exotic flowers, and hear the clear tones of wind chimes. The environment was superb.

Qing Xuan finally began his leisurely life.

Nuwa and Fuxi would occasionally give lectures, explaining basic cultivation principles and insights.

During these times, Qing Xuan would always listen... well, sometimes attentively, sometimes spacing out.

[Master's voice when she lectures is so beautiful, like listening to heavenly music...]

[Master looks so beautiful when she's serious, sacred and inviolable, yet with a hint of gentleness...]

Every time Nuwa heard these inner thoughts, she felt both exasperated and amused. Exasperated by her disciple's laziness, and amused by his strange thoughts and... occasional compliments.

She found herself increasingly accustomed to listening to Qing Xuan's inner thoughts, even looking forward to what astonishing "prophecies" or hilariously frustrating complaints he would blurt out next.

She sometimes deliberately guided him, mentioning certain regions or spiritual items of the Great Desolation during lectures, observing Qing Xuan's reactions.

And Qing Xuan's inner thoughts never disappointed her.

[Sea of Blood? That's Old Ancestor Styx's territory, that old shut-in. Tsk, the path of killing heaven, killing earth, and killing all beings in the Great Desolation. How could the Heavenly Dao let him achieve sainthood? What a waste of the Yuantu and Abi swords and the Twelve-Petaled Karmic Fire Red Lotus.]

[Wuzhuang Temple? Another Innate Spiritual Root. It's only natural to want to try Zhenyuanzi's Ginseng Fruit! Too bad I don't know him yet. The Ancestor of Earth Immortals, dwelling alone in the world. A pity he's also an unlucky fellow; his friend Hongyun was tricked to death...]

[North Sea? Demon Master Palace, Kunpeng? That two-faced traitor who was robbed of his seat in Zixiao Palace and later betrayed the demon race? He has the ability, but his character is lacking.]

These fragmented inner thoughts provided Nuwa with immense gains each time.

Her understanding of the Primordial Era deepened, revealing secrets even her brother Fuxi couldn't deduce.

She became increasingly certain that the disciple she had taken on a whim was immeasurably valuable.

Meanwhile, Qing Xuan was quite content with his "slacker" life, and his affection for his beautiful and generous master soared.

He only occasionally mumbled a few things.

Life is so comfortable... I'm just a bit bored (craving something more), when can I have something richer to eat.

When will the young ladies from the Phoenix Clan come to join us, it would be nice to have more liveliness...

One day, as Qing Xuan lay drowsily on a blue stone by the spring, Nuwa's figure appeared before him again.

Her expression was slightly serious.

"Qing Xuan."

"Master?"

Qing Xuan quickly sat up.

Nuwa looked at him and slowly said, "I have had a feeling recently and wish to go into seclusion for a period to attempt refining an item. During this time, you should cultivate diligently and not slack off. If there is an urgent matter, you may seek out your martial uncle."

Qing Xuan's heart stirred.

Going into seclusion to refine something? At this point in time... could it be that the Innate Breathing Soil and Innate Gourd Vine for creating humans are about to appear?

That's not right, the Gourd Vine should have appeared during Hongjun's second lecture.

Those two treasures were obtained at Buzhou Mountain, weren't they? Is Master going out?

Nuwa's heart trembled violently! Her pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.

Innate Breathing Soil! Innate Gourd Vine! Buzhou Mountain!