Dao of the Bizarre Immortal

Chapter 920 - Xuan Pin

“Hmm...” Zuoqiu Yong carefully examined the document, reading everything Li Sui had said. When he reached the part where the Great Qi was completely destroyed by god Yu’er and the entire Great Qi was engulfed in that strange liquid, his brows furrowed slightly.

“Hmm... A catastrophe in the Great Qi 180 years from now... Could it be that even the Great Qi’s Surveillance Bureaus couldn’t prevent it? I need to start planning for the future...”

After thinking deeply for a moment, he reached for the pen from the ink monkey. He circled the section and continued reading.

He circled the information that he found useful. However, since these were all events 180 years in the future, there weren’t many points worth circling.

Soon, he discovered a passage describing how a Twisted One had exchanged a fan with the Shangji Guankou, and his eyes lit up with interest.

Thou.gh he had heard tales of the Shangji Guankou, he had always dismissed them as mere legend. He hadn’t imagined that finding it would involve fengshui practices.

This was a valuable item. If one could trade enough secrets, this thing would be far more useful than any divination method.

“If my guess is right, this Zhuge Yuan must be the Twisted One of the Three Pure Ones. Otherwise, no ordinary person could have found the Shangji Guankou so easily.”

Zuoqiu Yong couldn’t help but feel pleased. After so many years of bad luck, he had finally stumbled upon something valuable. “I can’t let her leave. I need to find a way to keep her here. The fewer people who know about this information, the more valuable it is...”

The next morning, Zuoqiu Yong brought breakfast to Li Sui as soon as she got out of bed.

“Here, eat up. This lamb bone stew is quite tasty,” Zuoqiu Yong said with a warm smile, placing a bowl of meat and bones in front of Li Sui.

“Thanks, Auntie,” Li Sui said. Her skin split open from the middle, and a faceless dog head emerged from within, gnawing on the bones with a crunch.

Li Sui had discovered that Auntie seemed to know exactly what she liked to eat and was always willing to take her to festivals. She really liked her.

“In the past, no one took care of you. Hearing how pitiful your situation was broke my heart. From now on, Auntie will look after you, even if your father doesn’t take care of you,” Zuoqiu Yong said, affectionately patting Li Sui’s dog head.

“Mm!” Li Sui nodded vigorously, her mouth stuffed with food. “Auntie, when are we going to the Great Liang?”

Zuoqiu Yong pretended to feel hurt. “What? Don’t you like staying with Auntie?”

Li Sui quickly shook her head. “No, I love staying with you, Auntie! I just want to see the Great Liang.”

“Alright, alright, I’m just teasing you. Eat up, and then I’ll take you to Great Liang’s Chief. The Great Liang’s Chief is called Xuan Pin, right? He has six arms and likes to wear red Daoist robes?”

“Mm!”

“I’ve already contacted him. Trust Auntie. Would I lie to you?”

Li Sui nodded eagerly and gulped down the lamb bones as quickly as possible. She was eager to meet Xuan Pin.

Li Sui had never expected that she would still have acquaintances 180 years ago.

Soon, Li Sui finished her lamb stew and impatiently tugged on Zuoqiu Yong, ready to leave.

Under Zuoqiu Yong’s guidance, Li Sui left the Surveillance Bureau and boarded a carriage heading out of the city.

“Don’t worry. Xuan Pin heard about your situation a long time ago and is patiently waiting outside the city.”

“Really? That’s great!” Li Sui exclaimed, peering out of the carriage window in anticipation.

Although her father had been skeptical about the mysterious Xuan Pin, Li Sui felt a sense of closeness knowing there was still someone familiar from so far in the past. This way, she wouldn’t be alone across time.

The carriage approached a bamboo grove and stopped as Li Sui watched. The wind rustled the bamboo leaves, creating a serene and picturesque setting.

Li Sui caught sight of Xuan Pin’s tall figure inside a small, green bamboo pavilion. Cloaked in a red Daoist robe, Xuan Pin exuded a sense of familiarity and comfort.

Li Sui excitedly jumped out of the carriage and rushed toward the red-robed figure.

As she ran, her pace gradually slowed, and the initial excitement on her face began to fade. Eventually, she came to a stop, her expression now tinged with a hint of fear, and her gaze fixed on Xuan Pin.

“What’s wrong? Why are you just standing there?” Zuoqiu Yong frowned slightly and supported Li Sui from behind. “Weren’t you eager to see Xuan Pin? Xuan Pin is right there. Why don’t you go over?”

Li Sui tugged on Zuoqiu Yong’s sleeve and hid behind him. “Auntie, did we find the wrong person? This doesn’t seem like Xuan Pin...”

Zuoqiu Yong’s expression tightened. “What do you mean? Doesn’t Xuan Pin wear a red Daoist robe?”

Li Sui hesitated, then shook her head slightly. “Xuan Pin does wear red, just like my father, but... his robe usually has many moving characters. This one doesn’t.”

“What moving characters? Why didn’t you mention this before?”

Li Sui flailed her tentacles in the air and tried to explain. “I don’t know the characters. My father never taught me, so I didn’t know how to tell you.”

Zuoqiu Yong pondered for a moment before bursting into laughter. Playfully tapping Li Sui with a silk cloth, she casually remarked, “You silly child, why are you so fixated on this? Do you think people wear the same clothes for 180 years?

“After so many years, isn’t it normal to change clothes? Whose wardrobe stays the same?”

Li Sui had a sudden realization, and a smile formed on her face. “Oh, of course! After 180 years, Xuan Pin must have changed his attire! My mom bought me lots of different outfits too!”

“Good! Now that you understand, tell him everything you need to.”

Li Sui entered the bamboo pavilion and looked at Xuan Pin. She suddenly felt nervous again.

She took a moment to gather her thoughts before saying, “You have to help my father! One hundred eighty years from now, the Siming of the Dharma Sect and my father will face off in the Baiyu Capital. If my father loses, not only will the Great Qi be doomed, but so will the Great Liang!”

Once she uttered her first sentence, her words flowed effortlessly, and she promptly told Xuan Pin everything she knew.

After finishing, she waited patiently for Xuan Pin’s response. Although her father often complained about him, Xuan Pin had always seemed like a good person to her.

As the Chief, this should be his responsibility. However, since one hundred eighty years separated them, Li Sui had no idea what kind of person Xuan Pin was at this time.

After a long pause, Li Sui finally saw Xuan Pin slowly nod his head, cloaked in the red Daoist robe. “I understand. I will handle it.”