nyslfriends Chapter 7 The Girl of Mysterious Origin
Chapter 7 The Girl of Mysterious Origin
Li Qingyi stood at the end of the street, looking up.
In the distance, the Qin family's territory is surrounded by mountains that stretch and undulate amidst the clouds and mist, creating a magnificent and imposing landscape. There is a faint, ever-changing spiritual light emanating from the mountains, making it a truly blessed and beautiful place.
"It must be said, the ancestral land chosen by the Qin family is truly magnificent."
He was overjoyed to have just acquired three spirit stones. Even the bustling market seemed much more pleasing to the eye.
'Perhaps I should try drawing some second-grade attack talismans and selling them?'
As soon as the thought arose, Li Qingyi began to calculate in her mind:
Even if they don't sell immediately, keeping them on you will give you more means of self-defense. If you run into trouble, you can just throw out a handful of talismans and kill your enemies.
Thinking of this, Li Qingyi suddenly realized something.
The success rate of drawing talismans oneself seems unusually high.
The core of drawing talismans lies in the subtle and precise control of the soul over magical power, which allows no room for error.
"My spiritual power seems far stronger and more refined than before. Is it because I'm a transmigrator?"
Just as he was absorbed in this thought and pondering to himself...
Suddenly, a pair of cool, soft little hands covered the back of his hands without warning.
Li Qingyi snapped back to her senses and abruptly turned her head.
Suddenly, a girl dressed in coarse linen clothes appeared beside him.
Her clothes were simple, but they couldn't hide her natural beauty.
She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with skin as white as snow, rosy and fair, and clear, bright eyes, looking up at him.
"Miss, what are you doing?" Li Qingyi was slightly taken aback and subconsciously tried to pull her hand back.
The girl gripped his hand even tighter, her voice clear and melodious, with a touch of natural softness:
"Brother, can you take me home?"
Li Qingyi: "???"
"Is this so abrupt?"
"No way." He refused without even thinking.
Bringing back a girl of unknown origin? What a joke! This cultivation world is fraught with danger; he doesn't want to get himself into trouble.
However, the girl seemed not to hear his rejection. Instead of letting go, she held his arm tightly in her arms, as if afraid he would run away.
"Brother..." she drawled, her voice soft and sweet, "Take me with you."
Li Qingyi tried to pull her hands away, but the girl, though seemingly weak, was quite strong. Her fingers were tightly clasped together, and she refused to let go, leaving him somewhat helpless.
"Brother, please." Seeing Li Qingyi's resolute expression, the girl lowered her stance even further.
"No." Li Qingyi shook her head, refusing again.
Seeing this, the girl sighed softly and finally let go.
Just as Li Qingyi thought she had gotten rid of the trouble and was about to turn around and leave this place of trouble.
But then the girl calmly took out a seemingly ordinary storage bag from her simple linen clothes.
"If you are willing to take Ling'er in for a month, I am willing to pay ten spirit stones as a reward."
Li Qingyi froze in place the moment she took a step. 'What did she just say? Ten spirit stones as payment? Where did this rich little woman come from?'
Li Qingyi turned around instantly, a warm smile already on her face; the speed of her change of expression was astonishing.
"Ahem," he cleared his throat, and said sternly:
"Actually, whether it's a spirit stone or not doesn't matter. It's mainly because I'm a very kind-hearted person, and I can't bear to see people homeless, especially a young girl like you, it's so dangerous for you to be out there alone!"
After saying that, he looked intently at the storage bag and reached out his hand without hesitation.
Unexpectedly, Ling'er deftly withdrew her wrist and took out five spirit stones from her bag, handing them to Li Qingyi.
"To prevent you from backing out halfway," she winked, a sly glint in her eyes, "pay a five-dollar deposit first. The remaining five will be paid in full after one month."
Li Qingyi took the spirit stone and nodded. "Okay. My name is Qin Feng, come with me."
"Thank you, Brother Qin Feng!" A faint glint flashed in Ling'er's eyes as she responded cheerfully and followed obediently behind him.
Li Qingyi turned and walked ahead, but a look of seriousness flashed in her eyes.
"There are at least eight hundred or a thousand cultivators in this market, why did she specifically target me?"
Li Qingyi agreed not out of greed.
A girl dressed in coarse linen clothes, of unknown origin, who pesters you relentlessly upon meeting you and can casually offer ten spirit stones as a reward? This in itself is suspicious.
He judged that even if he refused outright, the girl, or rather the person behind her, would never give up easily. At that point, the enemy would be in the dark while he was in the light, putting him in an even more passive position.
Why not go with the flow, keep her under our watchful eye, and see what she's really up to?
Besides, you can earn a sum of spirit stones for free, so why not?
If something really goes wrong, we can always run away again.
Anyway, it was Qin Feng who took in Ling'er, what does it have to do with him, Li Qingyi?
Passing by the stall of that fellow talisman master again, Li Qingyi sighed inwardly.
The stall owner's face was even more ashen than before, and the low-grade first-rank talismans on his stall remained untouched.
This situation further strengthened his resolve not to sell such talismans.
On the way back, Ling'er was very quiet. She neither made any intimate gestures nor said much. She just followed silently.
"Heh..." Li Qingyi was somewhat disappointed, and her mind began to wander, "Could this be some kind of master's mission?"
Lost in thought, I found myself back at the Qin family home.
The gatekeeper glanced at him when he returned with a stranger, but didn't ask any further questions.
Although the Qing clan, to which Qin Xiyue belongs, is a large clan, they are not strict in managing their members bringing friends and servants back, as long as they do not cause trouble.
Back in her secluded courtyard, Li Qingyi pointed to the side room on the west side that had been uninhabited for a long time, "You'll live there from now on."
"Yes, Ling'er understands." She nodded obediently, turned around, pushed open the door, and went into the room without the slightest complaint.
Li Qingyi returned to her room, immediately closed the door, and looked solemn.
Ling'er's appearance was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, making him sense something unusual.
He must exhaust all means to enhance his ability to protect himself.
He calmed himself down, spread out the talisman paper, picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and prepared to draw a second-grade attack talisman, the Fire Serpent Talisman.
The tip of the pen gathers magical power, and the strokes flow like a dragon, outlining the trajectory of runes.
However, just as the rune was about to take shape, at the moment when its radiance was at its most brilliant...
Click!
With a soft sound, the spiritual light gathered on the talisman suddenly dissipated, and the talisman, which had just been full of spiritual power, instantly dimmed and became a piece of waste paper.
Li Qingyi slapped her forehead and suddenly remembered that to draw a talisman with attributes, one needs to infuse it with magic power of the same attribute.
"Without fire-attribute magic, one can only rely on the talisman pen made of thunderfire wood to guide and transform the fire spirit energy between heaven and earth."
Even the most ordinary Thunderfire Wood Talisman Brush costs at least ten spirit stones…
Li Qingyi's magical power is unique and has no specific attribute. Although this makes it very easy for him to cultivate various techniques, it becomes a fatal weakness when drawing talismans with specific attributes.
This really stumped him; he had the skill to draw, but no corresponding tools.
"Never mind," a thought naturally arose, "I'll wait for Xiyue to come back and have her find a way to get me one."
The moment this thought arose, Li Qingyi felt a strange sensation in her heart, as if she were chewing on something soft and sweet.
"Fine, Li's stomach has always been weak; he can't eat soft rice unless he's a kept man."
Just then, his gaze inadvertently drifted toward the west wing.
"Xi Yue...she shouldn't mind, right?"
Li Qingyi touched her nose, thinking uncertainly.
Ling'er sat quietly on the bed, and the shadow in the corner of the wall began to move, gradually converging into a human figure.
The figure walked up to her, knelt on one knee, and said, "My lord."