Once the jailers had collected the weapons and everyone's medicinal pills, Cao Jinxing stuffed them all into the Qiankun Bag and took Qin Xuanji into the duty room beside the prison reserved for its guards.
He walked straight to the desk, sat down, and picked up a brush. As he wrote out the cultivation methods of the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Formula and the King Kong Peak Sutra from memory, he listened to Qin Xuanji describe the "immortal" she had met.
"What kind of immortal?"
Cao Jinxing asked in amusement, "An old grandpa with a white beard?"
"Pretty much."
Qin Xuanji sat on the bench beside him, propping her chin in both hands as she watched him write. After some thought, she said, "Gray cloth robes, white hair and beard, very tall and broad, but quite kindly looking. When I saw him, he was meditating on Crucian Carp Ridge at the summit of Heavenly Capital Peak. He showed no sign of life at all, and I thought he was dead... ahem, the old immortal was very nice. He gave me lots of wonderful things!"
Qin Xuanji looked immensely pleased with herself.
"..."
Cao Jinxing's mouth twitched. He gave her a strange look. "Is your fortune really that good? I remember it wasn't much higher than mine, was it? 'Turning Misfortune into Good Fortune'..."
"Don't talk nonsense."
Qin Xuanji glared at him indignantly. "At least I can catch fish, as many as I want, unlike certain people. Hmph!"
"Mm..."
Cao Jinxing had no comeback. "Fine, you're better than me. What did he give you, and why do you call him an immortal? He sounds like a perfectly ordinary old master."
"No, he wasn't."
Qin Xuanji said mysteriously, "Have you heard of 'Feeding on Rosy Clouds and Qi'? I always thought it