After seeing Elder Guo off, Xu Qingtong returned to the main hall, but Yu Tiancheng was nowhere to be seen. He felt rather disgruntled. This peak master was far too unreliable, leaving him stranded here. What was that supposed to mean?
Standing in the main hall and looking at the jumble of things all around him, Xu Qingtong thought, Is this where I'm going to stay from now on? Even a beggar probably wouldn't want to live in a place like this!
Forget it. I'll clean it up first. At the very least, I need somewhere fit to stay!
For the entire afternoon, Xu Qingtong turned into a cleaner, scrubbing the main hall inside and out before letting out a long breath.
He found a meditation cushion, sat down cross-legged, and took out the illustrated medicinal herb guide his master, Yu Xuzi, had left him.
Thinking of this master of his, Xu Qingtong could not help growing a little distracted.
He and Yu Xuzi had been master and disciple in name, but not in practice. He had barely finished becoming Yu Xuzi's disciple and had learned nothing before the man died. Yet before dying, Yu Xuzi had left him his legacy and asked him to fulfill his final wish.
I'll stop thinking about all that for now and walk the road before me!
Xu Qingtong put both his Primordial Spirits to work, practicing the True Origin Scripture while studying the contents of the illustrated medicinal herb guide. Before he knew it, night had fallen.
"Oh! Why is it so clean in here? Huh? Who are you?" A voice rang out beside Xu Qingtong's ear.
Xu Qingtong hurriedly opened his eyes and saw a young man in his early twenties standing before him.
He quickly stood and cupped his hands. "My