Qinghua Settles Down

"What kind of medicine could I possibly have in my gourd? Oh, right—did Zhao Baling arrive?"

After turning it over in his mind several times, Xu Yi decided not to bring it up.

He had already made up his mind: Yuan Qinghua absolutely would not be coming along.

It wasn't that Yuan Qinghua didn't want to go. It was simply that there was no point.

The reasoning was simple. Yuan Qinghua had no ambitions in cultivation, and it made little difference whether he went to the outside world or stayed in this one.

Compared to the outside world, he had already built up a network of connections here and lived a carefree life.

If Xu Yi brought it up, Yuan Qinghua would probably agree out of loyalty, and his peaceful life would be thrown into turmoil.

Xu Yi had already worked out a plan. He would make arrangements in secret, then leave a letter before setting off, explaining everything and bringing their connection to a proper close.

Yuan Qinghua took the tea Yan Zi handed him, drained it in one gulp, and said, "He arrived, he arrived. Master Zhao and his people are really capable. Zimo Xuan was in need of people to guard the place, and Master Zhao is loyal and righteous, with strict rules for his subordinates. With them here, things have been running much more smoothly, inside and out."

"Zhao Baling is a good man. Don't treat him poorly. If he needs cultivation resources, do your best to provide them."

Xu Yi had already decided to leave this world, so he didn't want to become entangled in more ties of obligation. He had no plans to meet Zhao Baling.

Still, Zhao Baling was an old acquaintance, and they shared a history of mutual favors. If Xu Yi