"Then that's good."
With a smile on his face, Lu Jianqing sighed. "Zhiming was fortunate to be able to follow you. That, too, was a blessing. Without you, fellow Daoist, that child probably wouldn't even have had the chance to live in a woman's body."
Hearing the story behind Lu Jianqing's words, Zhang Yuan raised his brows slightly. "Oh? Why do you say that, fellow Daoist Lu?"
Lu Jianqing gave a faint smile. "Just some unsavory family affairs. I don't mind telling you."
"Zhiming had exceptional natural talent. His innate fate pointed toward a particular golden position, making him an excellent medicinal ingredient. Thus, as soon as he was born, one of our clan's Celestial Persons claimed him. He wouldn't have been able to cling to life in a woman's body as he does now. Both his flesh and his soul would have gone into the medicine to be refined into a pill."
Zhang Yuan's brows furrowed as he listened.
From what Lu Jianqing was saying, refining Lu Zhiming into a pill, then forcing his soul into a woman's body and sending her to serve Zhang Yuan under the name Bai Fu had actually saved Lu Zhiming?
Whether Lu Jianqing was telling the truth or not, the whole thing was utterly absurd.
Recalling that Bai Fu already regarded Lu Jianqing as an enemy, Zhang Yuan's gaze shifted slightly. "You certainly went to painstaking lengths, fellow Daoist Lu."
Lu Jianqing fell silent.
Painstaking lengths hardly described it. At most, he simply hadn't wanted a junior he had watched grow up to become fodder for someone else's seeking truth. After all, in cultivating to his present level, he, too, had consumed Immortal Pills to advance his cultivation. How could he count as a good man?
Rather than continue that topic, Lu Jianqing