Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

WHOOSH—

A single Spiritual Ship streaked across the sky, leaving countless mortals on the ground gasping in awe.

Aboard the Spiritual Ship, the old Daoist revered throughout the Qin Kingdom as "Immortal Master Profound Celestial" had lost all of his usual otherworldly grace. He was hunched over, a fawning smile on his face, looking for all the world like a sycophantic, worldly old man.

"Fairy, Broken Wind Mountain is just ahead."

"Alright. We can get down here."

The white veil hanging from her bamboo hat swayed gently in the wind, offering a faint glimpse of the silver-haired girl's delicate jawline.

"Thank you for your trouble."

With that one cool whisper, the mysterious, bamboo-hatted, silver-haired girl had vanished by the time the old Daoist looked up again.

The old Daoist let out a long sigh of relief, his relaxed face wrinkling like a dehydrated orange peel.

'Whew… She's finally gone. I have no idea what a senior of the Divinity Transformation Stage is suddenly doing down in the mortal world. That was terrifying.'

The old Daoist wiped the sweat from his brow. As a mere Little Loose Cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage, he wouldn't dare pry into what the Fairy wanted. He quickly turned the ship around and headed back.

After the old Daoist left, Qing Yueqiu revealed herself.

Only after confirming that the Loose Cultivator who had just guided her had no intention of prying into her destination did she slowly release the hand gripping her sword hilt.

'Master said that when you travel, you must be extra cautious. You can't casually underestimate or trust anyone, even a passerby whose Cultivation is far beneath your own.'

Qing Yueqiu recited one of her master's sayings before setting off toward Broken Wind Mountain.

She looked up at the not-so-distant Broken Wind Mountain. Its peaks rose and fell like a dragon's spine, and even the most violent gales were blocked by the towering, continuous range. No wonder it was called Broken Wind Mountain.

In the letter Bei Lingyin had left for her, she had said that if Qing Yueqiu ever wanted to see her again, she should come to the small town next to Broken Wind Mountain.

However, nearly a year had passed since she had said goodbye to Bei Lingyin. Qing Yueqiu wasn't sure if she would still be waiting in the little town by Broken Wind Mountain.

Still, Qing Yueqiu felt that her arrival here was blessed by fate.

'Perhaps returning here was destiny's will.'

Qing Yueqiu looked down at the earth beneath her feet, a complex emotion flickering in her crimson eyes.

Thirty years ago, the nation on this land was still called the Zhao Kingdom.

'Not long after the Emperor of Zhao killed Prince Ning, the Zhao Kingdom was conquered by the Qin Kingdom. The dynasty changed hands, and King Zhao was eventually… beheaded and put on public display in the streets.'

'I suppose that counts as avenging my family… To think that after all this time, I've returned to my homeland.'

Qing Yueqiu shook her head, marveling silently at the wonderful way things were decided by fate in the unseen world.

'Let's go.'

Qing Yueqiu closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her gaze was once more serene.

She took a step, and her graceful figure transformed into a wisp of gentle wind, arriving at the small town at the foot of Broken Wind Mountain.

The town was small. Its bluestone-paved streets were somewhat worn, lined with low, simple houses. Occasionally, laughing children would run past.

When the children saw her, they all seemed to sense the extraordinary nature of this impossibly beautiful, silver-haired girl and shied away timidly.

Qing Yueqiu walked through the entire town, asking everyone who might have seen Bei Lingyin, but found no news of her.

"Silver hair? Miss, besides you, we haven't seen a second person like that around here."

The townspeople shook their heads, their eyes filled with curiosity, yet they dared not ask more.

Qing Yueqiu pressed her lips together. 'Since I can't find her, I'll just have to wait. And I'll have to find a way to let Bei Lingyin know I'm here.'

She bought a shop in a corner of the town, opened a small pharmacy, and hung a sign by the door: "Open only for half an hour each day. Treatment is free."

At first, the townspeople were skeptical of a pharmacy opened by an outsider and didn't dare go for treatment.

But there were no doctors near Broken Wind Mountain. To see one, they had to make the arduous journey to the city. So, it wasn't long before some people with urgent illnesses sought out Qing Yueqiu, treating it as a last-ditch effort.

When those who had sought treatment walked out of the clinic fully recovered, Qing Yueqiu's reputation as the "Silver-haired Medical Immortal" finally took off.

"Did you hear? In the town below Broken Wind Mountain, there's a girl like a goddess who can cure any illness!"

"For real? My mother's rheumatism has been acting up for over ten years, and the doctors all said it's incurable…"

"Go try it! I saw with my own eyes how she used a few needles on Old Li's paralyzed son from next door and got him walking again!"

Gradually, not only the townspeople but also people from distant villages, hunters from the mountains, and even those from the farther-off county town began to make the arduous trek to seek her treatment.

「In the blink of an eye, a month passed.」

One morning, Qing Yueqiu slowly released the body pillow emblazoned with Pei Yuhang's portrait and languidly opened her eyes.

After habitually kissing the pillow of her master and rolling around in bed with it a couple of times,

Qing Yueqiu got up, washed her face, and prepared to go downstairs to the pharmacy to open for business.

But as soon as she got downstairs, her crimson eyes narrowed.

A chair in the pharmacy had been moved slightly; its position didn't match her memory.

And the only one who could do that without her noticing was…

"Sister Lingyin, come on out."

The pharmacy was silent. There was no response.

Qing Yueqiu raised her arm, her expression blank. Upstairs, the Luminous Shadow Sword began to buzz, as if about to leap from its sheath.

"Stop, stop, stop—"

"Sister Yueqiu, you get more and more serious all the time. Can't your big sister even play a little joke on you?~"

Bei Lingyin stepped out from the shadows. She shook her short, neat silver hair and leaned in to look Qing Yueqiu over, a surprised expression appearing in her eyes.

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