My Lady Always Lacks Ambition-Chapter 966 - 943: Master’s Deadly Calamity Approaches

Chapter 966: Chapter 943: Master’s Deadly Calamity Approaches

Fan Kong felt a headache coming on whenever he saw Qin Liuxi, especially when he heard she wanted to borrow the grounds for alchemy, it felt like his head was about to split.

"The Heavenly Mountain is so vast, you could easily find a corner somewhere," Fan Kong couldn’t help but suggest.

Qin Liuxi smiled and said, "That’s not possible. The thousand-year-old temple has an abundance of Spiritual Energy, making alchemy twice as effective. When Heavenly Thunder descends, the Buddha’s mercy might just help resist it and prevent the elixir from exploding."

Fan Kong detected a different implication; if the Buddha didn’t help, it would imply a lack of mercy.

His delicate face could hardly remain calm.

Could she be a reincarnation of Rashamon?

"Alright, once the elixir is complete, I’ll scrape some Elixir Powder from the furnace wall as your reward," Qin Liuxi looked around, calculating with her knuckles, identifying the auspicious position.

Fan Kong’s face completely cracked; it wasn’t a finished elixir, just some powder scraped, such stinginess, truly remarkable!

Amitabha, sins, sins!

He wasn’t greedy, he was just exasperated.

He broke his vow.

Fan Kong sat cross-legged, raised a hand, and began to recite the Heart Calming Scripture.

Qin Liuxi had already calculated the optimal position, in the southeast, facing the sunrise, symbolizing the rising of the sun in the east.

"Build the shelf tomorrow, and refine the elixir tomorrow night," Qin Liuxi said cheerfully to Teng Zhao and the others.

The following day, the master and disciples began preparations for alchemy.

Fan Kong offered a stick of incense to the Buddha, knocking the wooden fish in silence.

By dusk, Qin Liuxi entered the main hall and also offered a stick of incense, respectfully, though the words from her mouth weren’t quite as pleasant.

She even threatened the Buddha.

Fan Kong’s face turned dark.

It was rare in centuries to find such a shameless and cunning yet innately talented little Taoist.

Qin Liuxi said to Fan Kong, "Handsome monk, if you’re free, come lend a hand."

Fan Kong: "..."

She even teased the monk.

Qin Liuxi laughed as she left the main hall.

Fan Kong took a deep breath, looked up at the Buddha, and chanted a Buddhist invocation: "Amitabha Buddha, Buddha..."

His words halted, looking somewhat astonished at the Buddha before him; its eyes remained compassionate, yet at this moment, they seemed more sympathetic.

Sympathetic.

Fan Kong instinctively followed its gaze, watching the figure move farther until it disappeared.

Fan Kong’s heart pounded, contemplating, he sat cross-legged, formed a Buddha Seal with both hands at his chest, and closed his eyes.

Meanwhile, Qin Liuxi had left the main hall, glanced back once, furrowed her brow feeling a bit uncomfortable, but soon shook it off.

Alchemy, commence.

For any Pill Master, familiarity with the elixir recipe is crucial; handling the ingredients skillfully, following steps without error, and adeptly controlling the Elixir Fire is essential. The focus of spirit must be absolute, allowing no mistakes, or the precious ingredients from the elixir recipe would be wasted.

Qin Liuxi only had one set of Foundation Establishment Pill ingredients, collected over ten years with countless efforts, thus she couldn’t afford mistakes.

So, as soon as Qin Liuxi entered the alchemy room, she focused entirely on meticulously handling the ingredients, drawing Elixir Talismans, her intense concentration made Teng Zhao and the Ginseng Spirit glance sideways, not daring to slacken, and they too tightened their spiritual power.

Alchemy isn’t easy, Qin Liuxi would not allow herself to fail.

She set up a Spirit Array and Barrier, just in case.

While Qin Liuxi was fully absorbed in alchemy, Master Chi Yuan quietly returned to the Daoist Temple with Sha Yuanzi.

Qing Yuan was surprised to see him, overjoyed, he asked, "Master, why have you returned?"

Master Chi Yuan smiled and said, "There’s something I need to instruct you on."

He sent Sha Yuanzi to play, who didn’t move, trailing closely behind him.

"Foolish child," Master Chi Yuan sighed, ignoring him, he let Qing Yuan into his Daoist Room, while Sha Yuanzi squatted at the door, chin in hands, watching the sky.

By the time Qing Yuan emerged, an hour had passed, his steps unsteady, face pale, utterly confused, with his hands trembling uncontrollably.

"Martial Uncle, what’s wrong?" Sanyuan approached.

Qing Yuan mumbled, wanting to say something, but noise from behind made him turn, and there stood Master Chi Yuan at the doorway, gently shaking his head.

"Nothing, the temple master has returned," Qing Yuan’s throat choked.

The end was near.

That’s what the temple master said, he’d calculated his death tribulation.

But their Junior Temple Master wasn’t here, and the temple master wouldn’t allow notification, saying it was futile anyway, that the will of heaven couldn’t be reversed, and altering destiny would only harm her.

The temple master said it was for the sake of all living things.

But he hadn’t considered whether the Junior Temple Master might ignore his death tribulation for the sake of all living things, even if it meant reversing destiny; she wouldn’t fear it, only fear failing to save him, and if she returned to find him gone, the Junior Temple Master would surely go mad, that would be the true suffering of all living things.

The more Qing Yuan thought about it, the more unacceptable it seemed, his legs gave out and he knelt, "Master..."

Sanyuan, startled, knelt as well, what was happening?

Master Chi Yuan’s face darkened, "Why are you kneeling, get up, go about your business. Remember, even if I’m not here, you must develop our Qingping Temple into a renowned Grand Temple, to carry on the Qingping Sect’s reputation."

Qing Yuan’s mouth turned bitter, he thought he should tell Qin Liuxi, because without him, she’d likely ignore it, dismantling the partnership, she’d said it before.

"Master, you can’t do this, she’ll go mad."

Master Chi Yuan chided, "She’ll understand."

Qing Yuan lowered his head, tears falling.

Sanyuan was bewildered, anxiety in his heart, what were they talking about?

"I’ll offer incense to the Grandmaster," Master Chi Yuan ignored them and went to the front hall.

Qing Yuan hurriedly got up and followed.

Master Chi Yuan took some incense, offering a stick of heart incense, muttering, "Disciple fears he won’t be able to serve you anymore, that rebellious disciple will need your guidance."

The incense burned slowly, casting a shadow over the Grandmaster’s face, seemingly surreal.

Master Chi Yuan waited until the incense burned out, then returned to the Daoist Room, entered the secret chamber, took out Magic Artifacts passed down for generations, choosing two, including the Vajra Hammer previously plucked from the Underworld by Qin Liuxi, deciding that if he was to be the vanguard, he should give this child, give the Buddhist and Taoist sects a little time to grow.

He drew several talismans, then, after a moment’s thought, expended Spiritual Power to draw a Sound Transmission Talisman.

Once everything was ready, he offered a stick of incense before the ancestral tablets in the secret chamber, then left the chamber.

He exited, silently tore open the Yin Road, and left.

By the time Qing Yuan came searching, there was already no trace, not even a shadow left.

"Master..." Qing Yuan was filled with panic.

Sha Yuanzi rushed in from outside, spinning in agitation, stuttering, "Junior Brother."

Qing Yuan looked at him.

"Find her."

Sha Yuanzi turned to Qin Liuxi’s Daoist Room, found her often-used turtles and coins, bit his fingertip, drew a tracking charm on it, held it in his palm, and opened the Yin Road to proceed.