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Chapter 97 Ouch, you've reminded me!



Chapter 97 Ouch, you've reminded me!

"It's not that it's impossible."

Shen Yi stroked his chin, thinking that he might as well renovate the whole courtyard, otherwise it wouldn't be right for just this one room to have an electric light.

As for whether Ba Liang is used to it or not, that's Ba Liang's own business.

Ba Liang had already gathered around, but his focus was completely different from Lian Qiao's. He squatted beside the bathtub, touching the copper pipes and array markings up and down, clicking his tongue in amazement: "Senior, how did you make this? What is this heat-gathering array? Can you teach me?"

"I want to learn too!"

Lian Qiao couldn't help but raise her hand and say, "Master, I also want to cultivate immortality!"

Oh, here comes a tool.

Although it's quick to do things yourself, doing things yourself is different from having someone else do the work.

Shen Yi decisively handed over this important task to Ba Liang and Lian Qiao, while he himself took charge of the command, leisurely enjoying the cool air by West Lake every day—or rather, letting his mind wander and feel the life of Qiantang County.

He suddenly remembered the story of Bai Suzhen collecting tears in the original plot. Those tears, which condensed and did not disperse, must be a treasure.

However, what is needed to become an immortal is the tears of deepest emotion, not ordinary tears. It is not easy to obtain. Fortunately, Shen Yi remembered that there was a kind of tear in the original plot that was easy to obtain, namely the tear of new life, which is the first tear shed when a child is born.

Sure enough, a few days later, a tear of new life fell into his hand.

Shen Yi lay on the recliner, holding the Tear of New Life in his palm and carefully sensing it. He discovered that the tear contained no other thoughts, only the emotion of "life".

What's wrong?

With knowledge from many worlds at his disposal, Shen Yi quickly grasped the essence of the matter and realized that the emotional power within the teardrop was very similar to the emotions that wizards in the Harry Potter world used when casting spells, but it was purer and contained no impurities, like a crystal that had been sculpted to its fullest extent.

Indeed, the magic in this world is related to emotions.

Shen Yi thought to himself, no wonder he was able to cast the True Word Spell so easily back then.

However, a single emotion can only drive a single type of spell. The power contained in this Tear of Rebirth is best suited for casting spells related to revival, continuation, and healing. If used to activate offensive spells, it would be like using an embroidery needle to chop wood, resulting in much less effort.

Shen Yi suddenly realized why Bai Suzhen needed to collect eight drops of tears representing "birth, old age, sickness, death, love, hate, separation, and parting" to become an immortal.

However, he didn't care. He immediately decided to use it as a medicinal ingredient, planning to collect ten "Tears of Life" first, and then add some medicinal herbs to refine it into an elixir. He would be content with simply becoming an immortal.

As for what happens next, we'll talk about that later.

Other tears are hard to collect, but the Tears of Life are not so difficult. In addition, Qiantang County is prosperous and has a large population, so Shen Yi quickly collected eight.

That afternoon, the sun was shining brightly. As usual, Shen Yi lay on a recliner under the willow tree, with a pot of tea beside him. He half-closed his eyes and looked very relaxed.

Suddenly, the sky darkened. Shen Yi looked up and saw that a dark cloud had risen over West Lake at some unknown time. Thunder rumbled through the clouds, and raindrops followed, splashing a fine spray of water onto the lake's surface.

"As expected of West Lake, the weather can change in an instant."

Shen Yi sat up from the recliner, intending to call Ba Liang to bring out the row of newly made oil-paper umbrellas by the door to sell, when he suddenly heard a faint singing voice coming from the lake. The voice was melodious and gentle, and the sound of rain made it even clearer.

Saying goodbye stirs up a heart full of tender feelings, a thousand emotions lingering, turning into warmth. Who still laments the brevity of life...?

Hmm, this song...

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a small, covered boat slowly approaching through the misty waters of West Lake.

A woman in green stood at the bow of the boat, holding an oil-paper umbrella and singing a song. Her voice drifted through the rain. Beside her stood a woman in white, also holding an umbrella and gazing at the lake. Her face was like a painting, and her temperament was gentle.

There was another person at the stern, dressed in a short gray robe, who was none other than the half-step immortal Pudu.

Shen Yi couldn't help but laugh out loud. He stood up and waved towards the lake in the distance: "Xiao Qing! Miss Bai!"

The singing stopped abruptly, and Xiaoqing turned her head sharply. She immediately saw the familiar figure in a green robe under the willow tree, and her eyes lit up instantly.

Before the boat even reached the shore, she floated across the lake, water dripping from her skirt. As she landed in front of Shen Yi, she folded her umbrella and patted him on the shoulder: "Haha, Shen Yi! We've come to play with you!"

"Welcome, welcome."

Shen Yi smiled and replied. Bai Suzhen's boat also docked. She closed her umbrella, took graceful steps down the boat, gave Shen Yi a slight bow, and smiled gently: "Young Master Shen, how have you been?"

"Miss Bai, it's raining. Why don't you come and sit at my umbrella shop for a while?"

Shen Yi pointed to the shop behind him.

"You opened an umbrella shop?" Xiaoqing asked in surprise. "Aren't you some kind of Quanzhen Taoist master? Shouldn't you be running a Taoist temple?"

"Since I am a true immortal, I should open an umbrella shop even more."

Shen Yi chuckled and led the two to the backyard, where he brewed them each a cup of tea.

"You Taoist priest, you certainly know how to enjoy life."

Xiaoqing looked Shen Yi's modernly decorated mansion up and down, and couldn't help but marvel. Anyone who didn't know better would think it was the emperor's residence; even in ancient times, the emperor didn't have transparent glass windows.

"It's been a long time, Xiaoqing, Miss Bai."

Ba Liang was overjoyed to see the green and white snakes and hurriedly asked Lian Qiao to make tea. Although Lian Qiao did not know who these two were, she figured that anyone who could deal with Shen Yi and Ba Liang, two cultivators, must be extraordinary, so she warmly entertained them.

"Wait, I mean I'll just call myself Xiaoqing, and if you call me 'sister,' then I'll call you Miss Bai?"

Xiaoqing finally realized something was wrong and said with dissatisfaction, "Why do I feel like you guys are disrespecting me?"

"Then, shall we call him Xiaobai?"

Shen Yi looked at Bai Suzhen, and calling her Xiao Bai inexplicably reminded him of another version of Bai Suzhen.

Bai Suzhen: ...

"To my shame... after Fahai abducted the elixir that day, I meditated in the demonic realm for several days, truly not knowing how to make up for my lost merits. Later, Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared and instructed me to come to the mortal world to collect eight drops of tears."

After the laughter subsided, Bai Suzhen revealed her purpose for coming to the human world. On the other hand, she also felt that since Shen Yi and Ba Liang were locals, it might be easier to collect the items with their help.

"Eight drops of tears?"

Shen Yi waved his hand and took out eight pills.

What a coincidence, I happen to have eight drops!

Bai Suzhen: ...

Xiaoqing: ……

Pudu Immortal: ...

Are these tears being collected a little too quickly?

"Sister, you can become an immortal now!"

Seeing these eight tears, Xiaoqing was even happier than Bai Suzhen, and excitedly grabbed her hand.

"Cough, I never said I'd give you all eight drops."

Shen Yi coughed lightly, took out only one and handed it to Bai Suzhen, while putting the remaining seven into the jade bottle.

"Shen Yi, you're being too stingy! How about this, give me four of them? I can promise to do four things for you."

Xiaoqing pouted, but also felt that it was inappropriate to take it for free, so she stretched out four slender white fingers.

Oops, you've reminded me!

Marrying Xiaoqing would make him a hero among outlaws.


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