Chapter 1881 - 195: Primordial Spirit Advances Further, Returning to Luoshui River

Luoshui City.

With the warm sun approaching dusk, only a few carriages and pedestrians entered the not-so-high city entrance, carrying the unique tranquility of a remote county town.

Jiang Ning walked in from the city entrance; the soldiers guarding the city bore an expression of some laziness and a hint of leisure.

Some whispered conversations about which tavern to drink at after their duty.

One soldier suggested having drinks with companions today.

Jiang Ning walked through the gateway and stepped into the county’s territory.

Walking along the street far narrower than that of the Royal Capital, he saw a distinctive sense of relaxation among the surrounding pedestrians.

The afternoon sun slowly descended.

With a tinge of orange-yellow, the air also wasn’t as hot as midday.

Jiang Ning carried a jug of wine, walking leisurely towards the Canglang Martial Arts Hall.

The jug of wine in his hand was purchased from the most famous winery in the Royal Capital.

Named "Dream Immortal."

It is said that drinking this wine in excess might allow one to see an immortal in their dreams.

...

Luoshui County wasn’t large.

Far from the prosperity of the Royal Capital.

Though walking slowly, within moments, Jiang Ning passed through the junction between the inner and outer city.

A moment later.

He arrived at the gate of Canglang Martial Arts Hall.

Climbing the stone steps.

Thud thud thud—

Jiang Ning’s knuckles gently knocked on the red-lacquered bronze door, the sound slowly spread.

"The door’s not locked, just push it open!" A familiar female voice came from behind the door.

Jiang Ning’s eyes instantly flashed with surprise.

Then.

His hand fell on the red-lacquered bronze door, gently pushing it open.

The half-closed door of the martial arts hall opened in response.

The next moment.

Jiang Ning saw in the courtyard a tall woman with straight legs standing on one foot, squatting slightly, her figure rising and falling with her breath.

This was a martial arts basic skill, also known as staking practice.

"Senior Sister Li!" Jiang Ning lifted his leg over the threshold, holding the wine jug, his expression now without surprise.

After knocking on the door earlier, hearing the voice, he knew Li Qing had returned.

Given his powerful memory, recognizing people by their voice has never been wrong.

And at this moment.

With Jiang Ning’s utterance of "Senior Sister Li,"

Li Qing in the courtyard suddenly shivered, her breathing disrupted, and her internal energy became chaotic.

She turned around abruptly, seeing Jiang Ning with a faint smile walking toward the courtyard.

"Brother Jiang... King Luoshui!" She suddenly panicked, "No, greetings King Luoshui!"

Seeing Li Qing’s somewhat awkward posture and etiquette, Jiang Ning couldn’t help but smile lightly, "Senior Sister Li, there’s no need to be so formal! Continue calling me Junior Brother, within the martial arts hall there is no difference in status, we are both disciples of the same master!"

"Brother Jiang... Junior Brother!" Hearing Jiang Ning’s words, Li Qing remained somewhat tense in her posture.

Previously as a disciple of Bashu Sword Pavilion, she had also visited the Royal Capital, witnessing how Jiang Ning had seized the Martial Champion title with such demeanor.

After that, Jiang Ning’s fame spread throughout the Thirty-six Prefectures of the Nine Provinces.

Following that, the rumors about Jiang Ning became increasingly far-fetched, and the discussion grew increasingly high.

Even later, while in Bashu, she knew that Great Xia had gained a new Prince.

King Luoshui, Jiang Ning!

The accomplishments established were for dragon support.

"Why did you suddenly return from Bashu to the martial arts hall?" Jiang Ning casually asked.

"Bashu hasn’t been very peaceful lately!" Li Qing replied softly.

"Bashu not peaceful?" Jiang Ning looked surprised.

"Yes!" Li Qing nodded, "Since last year, a church named Nine-rice Church has emerged in Bashu, this church worships a deity known as Food God, and this year more disciples in Sword Pavilion are increasingly believing in this Five-rice Church! It wasn’t very safe, so I returned!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning’s eyes remained surprised.

"I have never heard of this matter!"

"It’s normal for you not to have heard. The distance between heaven and the emperor is high, how could Bashu’s news easily reach the Royal Capital! Maybe the messengers on the way were intercepted halfway!" Li Qing said.

Jiang Ning nodded in agreement.

"How long does Senior Sister Li plan to stay here?"

"For now, I’m not planning to return!" Li Qing shook her head.

"That’s good!" Jiang Ning smiled, "This way, we can have the chance to gather."

After saying that, he continued towards where Wang Jin was in the backyard.

"Junior Brother Jiang, are you going...?" Li Qing asked.

"Going to find Master for a drink; I haven’t visited him for a long time!" Jiang Ning said.

Speaking, he had already passed through the front courtyard, heading straight to the backyard.

Pushing open the slightly ajar wooden door, there West stood under the big tree, dressed in a short coat, robust, and leisurely fanning himself with a short fan.

"Master Wang, I’m here!" Jiang Ning said.

Upon hearing Jiang Ning’s words, Wang Jin slowly stood up, straightened his back.

"Kid, you really surprised me. You are such a busy person, yet you found the time to come see me at this moment!"

Jiang Ning smiled: "I remembered I haven’t visited the teacher for a long time; my footwork is fast now, visiting the teacher is not troublesome."

"Roaming Kunlun at dawn and resting in Cangwu at dusk, already like someone among immortals!" Wang Jin’s tone was filled with emotion towards the end.

Jiang Ning smiled, pulled over a small stool, placed it under the big tree, then sat down.

He casually placed the wine jug he had on the ground.

"Is this... a jug of wine?" Wang Jin asked.

"Special brew from the Royal Capital, Dream Immortal!" Jiang Ning spoke.

"It’s actually Dream Immortal!" Wang Jin immediately sat even straighter, then said, "This wine I’ve heard of, legend says drinking it heavily, getting drunk, one can see an immortal in their dreams!"

Jiang Ning nodded: "Would you like to try it, Master?"

"Of course!!" Wang Jin replied.

Jiang Ning smiled, reached out to plaster open the mud seal on the wine jug, and immediately a strong fragrance carried by the rich and mellow aroma permeated the courtyard.