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Chapter 42: Gold-Medal Tour Guide
If the trip was not arranged well, at best, they would be unhappy during the trip and at worst, they would quarrel and have a complete falling out.
Song Qingshi was a serious and responsible person and would never allow such a tragedy to happen.
He took all the materials related to Nanhai City in the library and re-read them again. He also wrote to Ye Lin, asking him to collect more books on the customs and culture, stories and legends and geographical knowledge regarding the places en route to Nanhai City. He had to make sure to be a gold-medal tour guide. The two group members must be given service to achieve their utmost comfort; nothing must go wrong.
Yue Wuhuan had ordered that he was to receive a massage on the left side of his body three times a day for his rehabilitation.
Song Qingshi was a good patient. Following the doctor’s advice, he was lying on the veranda of Fuling Palace, holding a well-behaved Xiao Bai, basking in the warm sun. While receiving a massage, he furiously wielded his brush, writing notes.
Yue Wuhuan had an obsession with cleanliness. He should pay attention to food hygiene during their journey. They would have to bring their own bedding and tableware.
An Long liked to make trouble after drinking. When they go drinking, it would be best to find a quiet place with no one around so as not to inflict suffering on innocent people.
Yue Wuhuan hated being taken liberties with. He must be wary of lechers and must dispose of them promptly.
An Long liked seducing beauties so he would have to be careful not to let him go too far. As soon as he discovers the situation, he must keep Yue Wuhuan far away from An Long so as not to implicate the innocent!


“Oh–” Song Qingshi felt a sharp pain on his arm. He turned his head back and looked gloomily at the Alaskan Malamute, who he suspected, was thoroughly amused by the whole thing. An Long had forcibly grabbed Yue Wuhuan’s rehabilitation job. He grumbled to the culprit who had caused him to fall from happy paradise, “Can’t you do it a bit gentler?”
His arm and thigh had been squeezed blue in several places. It was terribly painful. He had wanted to refuse the Alaskan Malamute’s “caring” massage but he was afraid it would result in another conflict between the two. If they counted old scores and new grievances, Yue Wuhuan might suffer a loss so he could only grit his teeth and bear it.
“Don’t act all aggrieved when you’re already enjoying the benefits.” An Long happily abandoned his arm and pulled his leg. He placed it on his knee and pinched his toes one by one. His expression was not at all like that of a proper masseuse. “This magnificent master of the Myriad Gu Sect has condescended to give you a massage. You should be happy. Just when will you get better if you just rely on Yue Xiaodi who is all soft and gentle and can’t bear to put any force behind his massages?”
Song Qingshi said sullenly, “I like his gentleness!”
“Really?” An Long paused. A wicked smile instantly appeared on his face. He stretched out his hand to scratch the sole of his foot, “Let me give it a try.”
Song Qingshi was particularly afraid of being tickled. He quickly retracted his foot and shouted at him to stop. “Go away! You’re no longer allowed to give massages!”
An Long said sternly, “Look, you’ve already got some strength back into your left foot. Your massages need to be a bit stronger, don’t be afraid of the pain. I fight a lot and have a lot of experience with this kind of injury.”
Song Qingshi felt that he was just trying to find an excuse to tickle him. He jumped up and fled, refuting, “I’m also a doctor and I know these things better!”
Yue Wuhuan was walking over carrying a bowl of carefully concocted medicine. Seeing the scene before him, he took a deep breath and put down the decoction. “Master’s injury has yet to completely heal and he needs to rest. We’re not in a hurry. Taking this slowly won’t be any hindrance to him. I would like to ask An Dage to not tease him.”
Song Qingshi clung to Yue Wuhuan and nodded like mad. His family’s little angel was still better. He knew how to act properly and not cause trouble.
Yue Wuhuan took his arm and lovingly applied ointment to the bruises on it. He re-massaged it using gentle force, lest it hurt him.
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“Truly amazing endurance.” An Long curled his lips, disdainful of his act of pretending to be well-behaved and clever. He had originally thought that when Song Qingshi had fallen into a coma and fallen into this guy’s hands that he’d been eaten so completely that not even dregs would remain. He hadn’t expected the two of them would still be so pure and innocent. Obviously, this lunatic evildoer’s ability to endure was superb, unwilling to rashly mess around. This made his ability to put up with this lunatic evildoer once again rise by a lot. At least for the time being, he could hold himself back from killing him. He would look at the situation before making a decision.
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The two people who wanted to make trouble secretly glanced at the notebook crammed full with notes. They were quite moved. Their eyes met and they reached a tacit understanding. They decided to save all their enmities to be settled later. They’ll bear with it for now and try to pretend to be happy and harmonious during the trip so as not to let all his efforts go to waste.


After a dozen days or so, the left side of Song Qingshi’s body could finally move freely. He had cleared the remaining poison from An Long’s body, nursed Yue Wuhuan’s body back to health, undid Qing Luan’s seal and entrusted to her the Medicine King’s Valley’s affairs. He then left her with a means to contact them in case of an emergency. Finally he packed his luggage, found Yue Wuhuan to receive a huge sum of pocket money and happily led the others to set off on their journey.
Normally, when they went out to do errands they would take their magical beasts. The magical beasts were very fast and so they weren’t suitable for sightseeing along the way. Moreover, magical beasts were rare and only the big sects or high-ranking cultivators could ride them. If the three of them went together, it would be too easy to attract attention. It was not conducive to a quiet vacation.
After consulting with the two, Song Qingshi decided to go on horseback.
This was a common means of transportation for ordinary cultivators in the immortal realm, suitable for low-key travel.
“This stone is Shuanglong Rock,” Song Qingshi peeked at the cheat sheet in his sleeve, determined the location of the scenic spot and did his best to recite the introduction. “It’s recorded in Yung Ying Zhenren’s “Nanyang Mountain Mythology” that two dragons, due to a personal enmity fought which caused heavy rain to fall. The Celestial Emperor sent Shenjun to descent to earth and behead the two dragons. Their heads turned to this rock. You have to watch it carefully and realize its appearance
”
Yue Wuhuan praised without hesitation, “What Master says is true, this rock has obtained good fortune from Heaven and Earth. It possesses form and spirit. It really is quite extraordinary.”
After listening to this shameless reply from right beside him, An Long hurriedly swallowed the “Looks to me like a broken toad” that had already been in his throat. After mulling it over for a long time, with much difficulty, he finally stifled his conscience and said, “It really looks like a dragon
”
After listening to their praises, Song Qingshi looked back at the stone in satisfaction. But why was it that no matter how to looked at it, it looked to him like a toad? He quietly glanced at the two people behind him who kept admiring the mighty dragon. He was a bit suspicious of his own eyes and afraid of being laughed at for his lack of artistic vision, so he didn’t dare say it. He also delivered a few words of praise and finally made his concluding remark, “What do you understand of this story?”
An Long’s wolf face slackened at this question. “Huh?”
Yue Wuhuan thought for a while and replied, “It is important for brothers to be united and not to fight?”
Song Qingshi was extremely satisfied and as expected, his family’s little angel understood his intentions best.
An Long turned to the heaves, looking as though he had nothing left to live for. He suddenly remembered a certain time, while in the fantasy world shaped by the Fantasy Gu, he had angrily remodeled the Gu, forcibly distorting many of the fantasy settings. He had even changed Song Qingshi’s character design a bit. After that, he coaxed dream Song Qingshi into falling into his hands but in the end, while in bed, he was still asked countless questions about social ethics and physical hygiene. He was tormented with questions to the point of almost dying

He’s really got it hard

Although he hated Yue Wuhuan, he also had to admire his extraordinary endurance

He can’t do this kind of blind boasting

“An Long, what are you thinking?” Song Qingshi saw that he wasn’t paying attention to the lecture. He called out to get his attention, ready to explain the next spot. But then, when he saw the scenery in front of him, he was suddenly stunned. “Huh? This wasn’t like this before. Why’d it change?”
Yue Wuhuan followed his gaze and found that there was a majestic temple on the mountain, with carved beams and paintings on the walls. It was resplendent in gold and jade. Inside, incense was lighted in abundance. The entranceway was a street, selling all kinds of incense sticks and food. Faithful believers, both men and women as well as merchants and hawkers came and went. It was truly unusually bustling.
He asked curiously, “Is there anything wrong with this temple?”
Song Qingshi was perplexed and said, “I remember this was a broken mountain temple before. No one came here.”
Yue Wu laughed and said, “When did Master come?”
Song Qingshi thought for a while. “I lived in this ruined temple for a while when I was in Foundation Building. It happened more than 800 years ago.”
“Given how many years has passed, it must have changed.” Yue Wuhuan knew that he had no idea of changes in the outside world. Smiling, he turned to a different topic. Puzzled, he asked, “Why did Master live in a ruined temple?” There were many places to lodge at in the immortal realm and the price was not expensive. Even a Foundation Building cultivator wouldn’t have to worry about not being able to find a place to stay in town.
Song Qingshi realized that he had said something stupid, unintentionally saying something he shouldn’t have. Embarrassed, he said, “I picked up a seriously ill child at the time. It was not convenient to stay in the town so I could only stay where there was no one else around.”
Yue Wuhuan was even more puzzled, “Why?”
Song Qingshi explained, “The child was an abandoned half-demon.”
Yue Wuhuan immediately understood.
In the immortal realm, the ones with the lowest status were mortals but the most hated were those of the demon race. The demons were creatures bred by evil thoughts in the endless land. Most of them had very monstrous appearances. They did not understand human feelings. Within their body there was only the desire for killing and greed. They created a reign of terror wherever they went.
Occasionally, there would be women forcibly seized by demons and the children born from that were the half-demons.
The half-demons would have some of a demon’s traits. When they grew up, most of them would gradually be dominated by evil thoughts and turn into complete demons.
In the immortal realm, half demons were taboo children and everyone hated them.
An Long glanced at him and said with a sneer, “You just love meddling in other people’s business. Weren’t you afraid you were just saving a white-eyed wolf?”
Song Qingshi earnestly explained, “There were three kinds of poisons in the child’s body. The toxins were clashing against each other. His whole body was starting to fester. His condition was very complicated
”
He actually knew that saving a half-demon wasn’t good. But seeing the child still struggling with barely any breath left, wanting so desperately to live, he couldn’t help but carry him back. He didn’t dare let others see him. So they hid in a ruined temple deep in the mountains. It took two full years to completely cure the child.
Later, he wanted to send this child to Ci Bei Xianzun of the Ten Thousand Way Sect to cultivate. Ci Bei Xianzun himself was a half-demon but he restrained the demon nature in his body with his benevolence. He was of noble character and was highly-respected by everyone. He didn’t hate the half-demon children and was willing to take them in and raise them. Under his influence, almost all these children maintained their human nature and never committed evil.
However, this child ran away not long after.
Stumblingly, he told Yue Wuhuan about these past events. Yue Wuhuan listened very attentively. He remembered that Ci Bei Xianzun had fallen protecting the world in the battle to seal the demons three hundred years ago. It was regrettable and truly worthy of respect. Most of his disciples had been killed or heavily injured. Even that beast Jin Feiren didn’t dare to disrespect him when he mentioned his name.
Song Qingshi sighed, “Fortunately, that child didn’t end up going, otherwise he would have been caught in a very dangerous situation.”
Although he hadn’t directly participated in the war, he had treated many of the wounded who had retreated. He knew that the situation on the battlefield had been tragic. He felt guilty.
An Long sneered, not sparing him any face, “Was such a filthy thing worthy of your attention?”
“That was my first seriously ill patient. I poured my all into treating him for two years.” Song Qingshi thought of the past and felt particularly unhappy. “But, at that time
 I didn’t know how to talk to people. I couldn’t say what I wanted to say. My words always failed to convey my ideas. I was very cold towards him and I was terrible at taking care of him. And so he hated me and he left without saying goodbye.”
Yue Wuhuan comforted him, “Maybe he was just inherently bad.”
An Long taught him, “This is what is meant by ‘a devilish nature is hard to change’.”
“He wasn’t that bad. It was my fault,” Song Qingshi said guiltily. “When I was refining medicine and researching, I forgot all about the things around me. I even forgot about food. Oftentimes, I let the child go hungry to the point that he had to hunt birds and catch fish himself. Later, he even ate the Vermillion Snake Fruits I collected
”
Yue Wuhuan asked doubtfully, “The Vermillion Snake Fruit that appears after three hundred years and looks very beautiful but is highly poisonous. That fruit?”
“Yes,” Song Qingshi couldn’t help holding a hand to his forehead. He couldn’t bear to look back on his past. “I was terrified at the time and the situation was urgent so I used pretty forceful treatment methods, almost driving the child half-dead. Afterwards, I didn’t dare let the child remain with me. I was afraid I would just neglect him to death
”
The more he talked, the more depressed he became. He had been inexperienced at the time and made many mistakes, which caused the patient to suffer a lot.
Unfortunately, his communication issues had been much more severe then and he couldn’t express anything.
An Long refused to spare his feelings and gave a hearty laugh. “I remember when I first met you. You talked more like a fool than you do now!”
Song Qingshi was so angry that he burned him. “That’s too much!”
An Long repeatedly begged for mercy, “I was wrong. You talk so smoothly now and you don’t stutter when you recite your lessons.”



Yue Wuhuan seemed lost in thought. He felt that he had caught the tail of something.
The author has something to say:
Yue Wuhuan: I think there’s a problem with Master’s taste but I will help him cover it up

Song Qingshi: I think there’s nothing wrong Wuhuan’s taste in beauty. If I go along with him, I definitely won’t go wrong

An Long:? ? ? (I feel like an idiot.)