Is this girl cultivating immortality? Yunling finds out!

Chapter 23 Fool
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Lu Yu’s biggest headache was meeting Fang Ningyu in a few days.

He now urgently wanted to know what happened during the days when Bai Xiaotang and Fang Ningyu went to Qingling Sect together.

But how should he ask?
As soon as Lu Yu opened his mouth, two things were confirmed:
First, he already knew that Bai Xiaotang was a cultivator from Xizhou.

Secondly, he might also know where Bai Xiaotang is hiding, or at least have seen her.

And what role did Fang Ningyu play in this matter?
Lu Yu was not clear.

In addition, Fang Ningyu never looked for Lu Yu again after returning home.

Lu Yu vaguely felt that the relationship between him and Fang Ningyu might be strained because of this incident.

Glancing at the forge beside him, Lu Yu carefully poured a tube of spiritual liquid into a gap on the forge, muttering:
"If you still don't wake up by the time I leave, then there's nothing I can do."

The light blue spiritual fluid flowed through the gap into a pipe.

It goes down the pipe and sinks directly into the soil.

Unlike the hot forge above, this space in the soil is icy cool.

Bai Xiaotang lay motionless, her eyes slightly closed, as the spiritual liquid dripped from the small hole and landed on her lips.

Although the spiritual liquid helped her prolong her life and heal her wounds, she had lost a lot of weight after not eating for many days.

Strands of icy spiritual power emanated from her body, fortunately they were covered by the forge on the ground, otherwise they would have been easily noticed.

Lu Yu looked at the sky, stood up and checked the ventilation vent that was half exposed above the ground.

After making sure that there was no foreign object blocking the way, he turned around and left the smelting shed.

A few days passed as usual, but Bai Xiaotang still hadn't woken up.

But Zhao Xiansong came to the door.

"Mr. Lu, Miss Fang is out of retreat today. Please come and have a chat."

"it is good."

Lu Yu nodded, knowing that he was being called to draw a formation for Fang Ningyu.

Zhao Xiansong did not take Lu Yu to Fang Ningyu's residence, but instead went to the training room in the west courtyard.

"Miss Fang, Mr. Lu is here."

Zhao Xiansong pushed open the door and gestured for Lu Yu to come in.

After Lu Yu entered the room, he tactfully left the room and closed the door.

The room was dimly lit, and a familiar figure could be vaguely seen standing beside the bed.

Lu Yu was about to speak when the figure came forward first.

A fragrant breeze blew across his face, and a tender little white hand gently covered Lu Yu's mouth.

Lu Yu was slightly stunned, and then he felt a warm current coming from his ears.

"Do not talk."

Fang Ningyu spoke in Lu Yu's ear in a voice that was almost breathy.

Lu Yu nodded and slowly moved Fang Ningyu's little hand away.

"Mr. Xiao Lu, I haven't seen you for a long time. I hope you are well."

Fang Ningyu suddenly took a step back, returned to her original tone, and spoke to Lu Yu.

Lu Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and understood what the other party meant. He replied respectfully:

"Miss Fang, you are too polite. I am well taken care of in this City Lord's Mansion."

"That's good."

Fang Ningyu raised her hand and pointed at the teacup on the table, saying:

"After a few days of seclusion, I have gained some insights into the technique. I specially asked Mr. Xiao Lu to come here and draw the formation pattern for me again."

Lu Yu understood, picked up the teacup gently, and replied:

"It's just a small matter. Please change your clothes, Miss Fang."

Fang Ningyu took the teacup, dipped her fingers in the tea, and quickly wrote a line of small words on the ground:
What is your relationship with Bai?

Lu Yu was stunned for a moment, then replied:

【Life-saving grace】

Fang Ningyu looked at the four words on the ground, then looked up at Lu Yu, hesitating for a long time with a complicated expression, and then wrote as if making a decision:

[Bai, if you were here, I would have a way to rescue you from the mansion]

Lu Yu looked at the words on the ground and fell into deep thought for a moment.

Fang Ningyu was quite direct. She didn't ask whether she knew about this matter, nor did she ask whether Bai Xiaotang was with her.

He came up and said he wanted to save people.

But does she really want to save people, or is she deliberately testing herself?

After all, she is the daughter of the mayor of Wancheng, Dongzhou!

Fang Ningyu saw Lu Yu lowering his head and not responding for a long time, and actually had guessed something in his heart.

If Lu Yu really didn't know anything, he would be surprised at first, and then eager to know what happened.

And this silence can only mean that Lu Yu already knows about this.

Fang Ningyu sighed slightly, then wrote on the ground: [You don’t believe me]

Lu Yu raised his head and looked at Fang Ningyu.

The two looked at each other.

'This girl seems to have known it.'

Lu Yu frowned.

'But why did she help Bai Xiaotang?'

"Or maybe she just wants me to tell her where Bai Xiaotang is hiding."

Fang Ningyu was not in a hurry, she just looked at Lu Yu silently, with three parts of concern, three parts of expectation, and some indescribable emotions in her eyes.
After a long time, Lu Yu finally wrote a word on the ground:

【letter】

Fang Ningyu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with relief.

Lu Yu continued:

[Bai is in my house, how can I leave the house?]

Fang Ningyu nodded, and then wrote down three words:
【Qianlonghui】

Fang Hongyi sat in the study, listening to Zhao Xiansong's report, and asked:
"Is this what they said?"

"Yes, I was hiding outside the window at the time and heard it very clearly, not missing a word."

"Well"

Fang Hongyi nodded without comment.

Zhao Xiansong asked again:

"The young lady will be leaving in a few days. So will Lu Yu be allowed to leave?"

Fang Hongyi did not answer, but only sighed, and then murmured as if to himself:
"Alas, a girl cannot be kept at home when she grows up."

"City Lord? What does this mean?"

Zhao Xiansong looked puzzled.

"If Lu Yu wants to leave, then let him go."

Fang Hongyi waved his hand and said:

"Arrange for someone to clean up Yu'er's yard. It hasn't been used for several days and is covered in dust."

"Yes!"

Zhao Xiansong clasped his fists, accepted the order, and quickly retreated.

Silence returned to the study.

Fang Hongyi slowly picked up the incense burner on the table, carefully held it in his hand and looked at it.

This was a gift from his beloved daughter.

"Two little brats, what are you doing in front of me?"

Fang Hongyi laughed at himself and said to himself:
"You're still calling me Miss Fang, or Mr. Lu? Given your relationship, would you address me like that? Do you really think I'm a fool?"

Fang Hongyi gently wiped the lid of the incense burner, carefully put it back in its original place, and sighed softly.

"Forget it. Since my daughter wants to protect him, then as a father, I will just be a fool for once."

The next day, Fang Ningyu visited Lu Yu's courtyard.

She was accompanied by two maids, each carrying a basket of materials.

"Is this enough? If not, I'll have someone bring some more."

"Yeah! That's enough!"

Lu Yu looked at the two baskets of materials with his eyes shining.

"I really don't understand you. You're going to the Hidden Dragon Society with me soon, and you have so many materials that you can't possibly use them all. Are you planning on carrying them all the way?"

"Hey, who said I can't use it all up?"

Lu Yu chuckled and rubbed his hands.

Anyway, I have my own system space, so I can just stuff everything into it and pack up to go home!
Fang Ningyu had no idea what Lu Yu was planning, so she just waved her hand and led two maids to carry the materials into Lu Yu's hut.

"Hey, you don't know where to put the things, I'll do it, I'll do it!"

Lu Yu hurriedly followed into the house.

Several people were busy in the house.

By the time Fang Ningyu and her maid left the house, it was already past noon.

"correct."

Fang Ningyu stopped and turned around to ask Lu Yu who was still busy in the room:
"The Hidden Dragon Conference will be held in ten days, in Wutong City."

Lu Yu put down what he was holding, stood up, looked at Fang Ningyu, and asked:

"Then when do we set off?"

"the day after tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)