Mastery Was Never Silent Daoist's, So Naturally Belonged to the Mortal World
"Do a quest?" Lu Yang was confused. Why would they want to do a quest with him?
"Yes, Senior Brother Lu, you are very knowledgeable and have traveled extensively in the outside world. You must be very good at handling sect missions."
"Senior brother, do you remember our first mission? The one where we went to catch the Painted Skin Demon? If you hadn't been there, the Painted Skin Demon might have gotten athlete's foot and escaped."
"Since then, I've also gone out on several missions. Although I've completed them, the process was full of twists and turns, and luck played a big part in it."
"So I was thinking, could I ask my senior brother to help me with this mission?"
Lu Yang was quite surprised. "The sect requires each disciple to complete two tasks every year. Junior Sister, you've already achieved your goal, haven't you? Moreover, the Dream Illusion is selling like Nascent Soul Realm don't have as much wealth as you. You don't have much need for contribution points either. Why did you go out to do tasks?"
Tao Yaoye gestured with a "hey ha" sound, "Of course we're going to slay demons and eliminate evil. As disciples of a righteous sect, isn't it our duty to right injustices in the world?"
"Really."
"Senior brother, do you want to come with me?" Tao Yaoye put her hands behind her back, bent down slightly, and looked at Lu Yang expectantly.
Lu Yang pondered. For the past three months, he had been focused on breaking through to the late stage of the Golden Core. During this time, Meng Jingzhou had invited him many times, but he had refused each time. If he were to accept Junior Sister Tao's invitation, wouldn't he be seen as prioritizing romance over friendship?
"Go."
He was a disciple of the Silent Daoist, who was a cultivator in the mortal world, and so was he.
As a cultivator in the mortal world, it is not advisable to stay in seclusion all the time; it is perfectly normal to go out on missions and broaden one's horizons.
"That's wonderful!" Tao Yaoye exclaimed with delight.
"Wait a moment, let me ask Old Meng if he's going."
Tao Yaoye had anticipated this, and said with a smile, "I asked Senior Brother Meng, and he is currently in seclusion and cannot get away."
"Is that so? Then let's go." Lu Yang said with some regret, as he had originally wanted to take a carriage.
It just so happens that the marriage proposal teams were all tricked away by the Silent Daoist, otherwise, as soon as Lu Yang goes out now, he's guaranteed to be surrounded by a group of Integrated Body Great Talent who want to recommend their disciples, daughters, granddaughters... to him.
On the airship, Lu Yang asked what the mission was about.
"The mission originated from the Song family in Yuanhe County, Qingshui Prefecture, Yunzhou. They have a strange painting in their house. Every midnight, the painting emits eerie sounds. Several passing cultivators have visited the Song family, but none of them could do anything about the painting. Finally, one cultivator said that ordinary cultivators cannot handle this painting and suggested that the Song family seek help from the immortal sects."
"I see."
The flying boat docked in Qingshui County, and the two disembarked, rented two horses, and headed towards Yuanhe County.
Upon arriving in Yuanhe County, I patted the horses' rumps, and both horses ran back to their owner on their own.
Are we going to Master Song's house?
Lu Yang shook his head. "No rush. Let's first ask the people here about this Master Song's background, character, and the Song family's situation."
"Good."
Tao Yaoye at this time is very different from when she first entered the sect. Although she was beautiful when she first entered the sect, she was still a bit immature. Now she is eighteen years old, graceful and cute, and countless passers-by turn their heads to look at her.
Both of them had an extraordinary air about them, and it was clear at a glance that they were not to be trifled with, so there was no incident of them harassing Tao Yaoye.
"Boss, two bowls of wontons, please. I'll add extra vinegar to mine." Lu Yang picked out a wonton stall.
"Okay."
Two bowls of wontons were served. Tao Yaoye took a bite and muttered, "Senior brother, this wonton stall's taste is just so-so."
"It's just average. It's almost lunchtime now, and hardly anyone is eating wontons, which shows how mediocre they are."
"Then why are we eating at this place?"
"Business is slow, that's why the owner is willing to chat with us... Boss, how long have you been running this stall?"
"It's been open for almost thirty years. I'm not bragging, but who in the whole Yuanhe County doesn't know my family's wonton stall?"
"Judging from your appearance, are you two from out of town?"
"We are doctors from the neighboring Panlong County. Someone in the Song family is ill, and they asked us, a fellow apprentice and sister, to come and take a look. But we're unfamiliar with the area and haven't found Master Song's house yet."
"Oh, you're looking for Master Song? He's not far from here. Just go straight from here, pass an intersection, and turn left onto one street, and you'll be there."
Lu Yang knew, of course, that the Song family wasn't far away, so he specifically found a wonton stall near the Song family's residence.
Lu Yang lowered his head, taking small bites of the wontons, and slurped up a mouthful of soup—it was really sour.
Seeing that Lu Yang was no longer speaking, it was the wonton stall owner who wanted to say something.
"Doctor, who in the Song family is ill? Is it Master Song?"
The fact that they had to call in a doctor from the neighboring prefecture shows how serious the Song family's illness was; it's something to talk about over dinner.
"I can't say that." Lu Yang smiled and shook his head, then, as if remembering something, casually asked, "Shopkeeper, are you familiar with the Song family?"
"The Song family is a relatively Lineage that has emerged in the last twenty years. They mainly rely on Master Song, who is quite a figure. In his youth, he passed the Xiucai examination at the county level, but then he never achieved any further success and lived a mediocre life. In middle age, he lost his wife and son and was always frowning."
"Suddenly one day, for some reason, this guy suddenly had a breakthrough and started doing business. No one knows how he did it, but his money kept increasing day by day, and he became more energetic. Later, he married and had three sons and a daughter."
"Master Song is a kind man; he built two schools and donated a lot of books."
Tao Yaoye nodded after hearing this. It seemed that Master Song was a good person. The only question was how he had suddenly become savvy enough to start a business.
However, this has nothing to do with the current mission.
"Hey, isn't this Senior Brother Lu Yang?"
A slightly surprised voice rang out, melodious and sweet, with a tingling sensation.
Lu Yang turned his head and saw who it was, and was quite surprised. "Junior Sister Lanting?"
Lanting spotted a familiar figure at the wonton stall from afar, but only dared to confirm it was Lu Yang when she got closer.
Seeing Lan Ting approach, Tao Yaoye quickly stood up and stood between the two of them. Lan Ting greeted her warmly, "What brings Junior Sister Lan here?"
Lan Ting smiled, her beauty almost blinding. "So it's Junior Sister Tao. I only saw Senior Brother Lu Yang earlier, I'm so sorry."
"As a cultivator, one must be able to hear in all directions and see in all directions. Junior Sister Lan's cultivation is still inadequate."
"Junior Sister Tao, you are mistaken. Cultivators have strong perception and are afraid of encountering danger. Do you think I, a mere woman, would encounter danger here?"
Lanting continued with a smile, "Besides, with Senior Brother Lu Yang around, what danger could we possibly encounter? Junior Sister Tao, you're underestimating Senior Brother Lu Yang."
Hearing the two women's conversation, Lu Yang felt he should make a gesture.
"Boss, another bowl of wontons, please."
The second update will be around 11 PM.