Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 294 Strange Uncle and Nephew
"So," Qin Feng peeled off the slightly burnt fish skin, "are you someone who uses skills?"

"I don't know either," Lian Gou's eyes, which had returned to their original state, were glued to the water mirror. "My own face is still more handsome!"

Wei Xi, whose seasickness symptoms had not improved at all, sat next to him and placed the last two fish bones, completing a complete fish skeleton.

These days, the three of them have focused their energy on testing Lian Gou's new abilities.

Lian Gouyu can now mobilize his spiritual power to use two skills: [Into the Painting] and [Thousand Faces]. The former is a skill that blends into a plane, while the latter modifies the appearance of the target, including himself.

As for the name [Thousand Faces], it was the result of Lian Gou'e's painstaking thought. In his words, the standard was that it had to be "very cool and you can tell the name is a master just by hearing it"!
Even in the world of immortal cultivation, where talented people abound, even rare individuals like Gou Xie are few and far between. While others cultivate immortality through years of arduous practice or constantly wander on the brink of life and death, he, on the other hand, can simply lie down and live for years.

The more Wei Xi watched, the more he felt that Lian Gouqie, with his skills, could develop in the direction of an assassin. It was a gift from God that he could hit the target accurately as soon as he opened his mouth.

"This lake is so huge!" Lian Gou-yu sighed, reluctantly putting down his water mirror. "I wonder when we can reach Nanjiang!"

"You should have a good rest these two days," Wei Xi swept the fish bones into the empty bowl, "eat more!"

Lian Gou was so moved that his eyes were filled with tears, and he ate another bowl of noodles.

The feeling of being touched didn't last forever. The next day, the three of them disembarked at the Wuweibu Wharf. After passing the registration office, Wei Xi asked Lian Gou to take a look at what the natives looked like.

"What are you doing?" Lian Gouqie asked warily.

"Practice your Thousand Faces," Wei Xi said with satisfaction after finally stepping onto solid ground. "I ate so many crabs and lake fish yesterday, it's time to work hard today!"

"Look carefully and remember the characteristics! When the time comes, we can just wipe our skin and we will be native Nanjiang people!"

There were not many people traveling to Nanjiang at that time. No matter whether Wei Qin had cold white skin or pale skin, they could be seen at a glance as people from the northern border; as for Lian Gou Xie, as soon as he opened his eyes, his Hu blood was exposed.

What's more, ever since I got off the boat, I've been surrounded by hostile gazes.

Once the three of them left the area controlled by the dock office, the gazes grew even more brazen. Lian Gou-yu finally realized Wei Xi's point and seized the opportunity to observe each local.

Although the Wuwei tribe had been incorporated into the Ju State during the previous emperor's reign, the Nanjiang people were fierce and unruly, and had been at war with the Ju State for many years, a blood feud that could be described as deep. As a result, rebellions broke out here year after year, and were always suppressed.

Wei Xi came here to look for something, and was determined to avoid causing trouble as much as possible. Coincidentally, Lian Gou Xie could use [Thousand Faces] to help the three of them integrate into Nanjiang, saving a lot of effort.

The Wuzhai Wharf faces Yudai City, a typical Nanjiang city: half of the city rests on the lake embankment, and the other half is densely packed with bamboo houses, making Wei Xi suspect that if a fire is set, the entire Yudai City will be engulfed in flames.

The Ju State had very strict control over this place. People entering and leaving the city needed to show a pass and register information such as the reason for entry, length of stay, etc. If they exceeded the deadline, they would be thrown into prison for ten days to half a month.

However, as a cultivator, he could naturally make some concessions. The officer looked at the cultivator's name tag, pushed aside two burly men, and enthusiastically let the three immortal masters pass first.

"Why are you pushing others?" Qin Feng frowned and said, "Since they came first, they should leave first!"

The officer nodded hesitantly, fearing that he might displease the immortal master.

Wei Xi knew that the little devil was difficult to deal with, so he pointed at the two men and said, "You two, come with me later. We need someone to move some things!"

The younger man was furious, but his companion held his hand, forcing him to nod in agreement. Once inside the city, Wei Xi turned into a tea stall, found a clean table, and sat down. He said to the two men, "We weren't thorough just now. If the officers give you trouble when you leave, take this and say it was given by the Immortal Master."

Wei Xi handed the older man a pale blue feather and said, "We're fine here. Just do your own thing."

"Oh no," the older man refused repeatedly, "This is impossible! We are all struggling every day, how can we deserve the help of the immortal master? No, no!"

"Take it if you want!" Lian Gou, who was so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back, shouted, "Who can harm you?"

The older man had only heard of immortal masters in legends, believing them to be high-ranking beings adorned with gold and silver. How could he dare accept anything from one of them? Furthermore, the feather shone with a faint light and looked extremely valuable; even if he sold himself, he couldn't afford to pay for it. For a moment, he stood there, bewildered.

To be honest, this feather wasn't expensive at all; it was one of Lingyin's fallen feathers. Wei Xi had only given Wei Dong one of this bird's long, blue tail feathers. The feathers were incredibly flexible and could absorb spiritual energy, making them perfect for engraving spells.

As for the feathers on other parts of the body, they serve a decorative purpose. Lingyin steps on the edge of the basin every day to tidy up her appearance, and she will pick away any color that is slightly inconsistent or any split feathers.

Wei Xi picked out some of the best quality ones, coated them with a layer of spiritual power and distributed them as tokens of trust.

Because all the elegant monks have their own tokens, since Wei Xi intends to practice well, he must lay a good foundation from the beginning.

Abbreviated as poor student stationery.

Qin Feng realized his impulsiveness and stuffed the feather into the man's hand. "Take it! If you're delayed on your return trip or thrown into jail, the loss will be huge!"

Money is the lifeblood of the poor. When the man heard this, he accepted the letter from Yu and thanked him profusely.

"Erkang, hurry up and thank the Immortal Master! This kid! He came from a remote village and has never seen the world. He made a fool of himself for the three Immortal Masters!"

The young man's face turned red like a lantern, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a "Thank you!"

This thank you seemed to unlock something. Er Kang straightened his back and said in a clear voice, "My celestial masters are good people! If there's anything I can help you with, just tell me! I was born and raised in Nanjiang, so I'll be happy to share everything I know!"

"You kid!" The man beside him felt dizzy and hit Erkang on the forehead. "What are you talking about! Does the immortal master need your help? Who do you think you are!"

Wei Xi ignored the two men's thoughts. He caught the words "natively born and raised" and said, "Young man, we came to Nanjiang to train and wanted to bring some herbs to the elders of our sect."

"I heard that Jiuai Mountain is rich in Soul-Breaking Grass," Wei Xi said, his tone sincere, though true and false. "I wonder if the rumor is true?"

"Master is going to see that dead man in Jiuai Mountain..."

Before Erkang could finish his words, his uncle interrupted him, "You kid! What hasn't the Immortal Master seen? How dare you show off!"

Then the older man turned to Wei Xi and saluted, saying, "Master, my uncle and I still have to go to the county government office to deliver some goods... We really can't delay any longer, so we're leaving now!"

"You stand..."

Wei Xi stopped Qin Feng and whispered, "Let them go. Jiuai Mountain is a tiger's den or a dragon's pool. You'll know once you've been there!"

(End of this chapter)