Chapter 2
Volume 1: Chapter 7: The Scholar (3)
The scholar nodded and laughed. "Fate must have led us to meet, so treat it as a welcome gift. Keep it as a souvenir. "
They had yet to exchange a few words, let alone the origin of each other’s background, and he was already giving him gifts? Miao Yi felt the guy was a bit peculiar, but the item he gifted didn’t look too bad. It might even be of value, so he accepted it without hesitation.
He proceeded to take the item into his hand, feigning generosity as he wore it around his neck, thanking the scholar on the spot.
The scholar turned on his heels and set off, walking towards the edge of the cliff. Both his cloak and beautiful hair fluttered amidst the clouds and mist, giving the impression of an Immortal with an extraordinary temperament.
He lowered his gaze, scanning from the cliff’s point to halfway down the mountain. There grew five plants, each emitting a faint golden glow around them, which the cultivators revered as a divine healing medicine called the Glorious Star immortal herb. It was also one of the items that Miao Yi came here to seek.
His back turned against Miao Yi, the scholar faced the mountainside and with a mere snap of his fingers, three of the five immortal herbs instantly turned to dust by a strange, unexplainable force. Only two immortal herbs remained.
This item that was dreamt of by many, was destroyed with a mere snap of his fingers.
He left two of the immortal herbs behind, not for any other reason than that Miao Yi had said he had two siblings. He wanted to see how Miao Yi would make his decision.
The scholar pointed towards the mountainside and without turning his head, said in a seemingly pa.s.sing remark, "Little Brother, come here and take a look."
Miao Yi still remained vigilant in the presence of this peculiar man, never letting go of the butcher knife in his hand. He walked over, keeping his distance between them, and looked towards the direction the man pointed his finger at. His gaze stilled at once as he cried out involuntarily, "Immortal herb! It’s the immortal herb!" And there were even two of them.
But he soon quickly caught on that something was amiss so he turned to stare at the scholar, asking, "Why didn’t you gather them? Did you not come here because of these treasures?"
"Clothes can easily get dirty if you climb up and down."
The scholar gave a reason which Miao Yi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at, turned on his heels and walked off.
Mouth agape, Miao Yi was speechless. He watched the receding figure of the scholar smugly strolling away, and finally understood why the man was clean. Coming to this place where the plants were carbonized and where every slow step taken can easily get a person smeared in black, the man could still manage to be untainted by even a speck of dust. He must have a strong obsession with cleanliness.
Yet Miao Yi still felt heavily dubious about it, if the man was scared of getting dirty then why did he still venture here? Was there some kind of ruse at play?
"Where are you going?" Miao Yi gave chase till he reached the side of the stairs and watched the scholar retreat swiftly down the mountain. He yelled, "Why don’t we go together?"
"Fate ends not when the Immortal Hero has a path to walk, a boat made of white bones sails the boundless sea of blood! Little Brother, till we meet again."
The scholar’s voice resounded from afar.
Miao Yi subconsciously glanced back at the words on the large stone behind him, and turned to gaze at the bottom of the mountain again, realizing that the scholar had already disappeared into the mist.
Currently, he wasn’t in the mood to think about anything else. Who cared if the man was scheming or not, he would think about it later because right now, he needed to gather the two