Chapter 2591 - 2589: Visiting My Daughter

Chapter 2591: Chapter 2589: Visiting My Daughter

Once Liangshan Island’s enrollment period ended, the island no longer allowed outsiders to visit freely.

A place for spiritual retreat cannot have people running around.

However, parents of students can make appointments at the Liangshan Island reception office located by the shore.

Song Gongming came here for the first time, looked at the sign of this place, and found it somewhat amusing, saying, "This name is quite direct and straightforward, very easy to understand."

Song Shiyong laughed and said, "Father, you haven’t seen other places. Everything from enrollment offices to teaching offices uses this kind of straightforward language."

"Interesting!"

Song Gongming stroked his beard with a faint smile, instructing his son to make an appointment at the reception office to visit their child.

There are only one hundred slots available daily, and they had to wait until three days later.

Song Gongming was not in a hurry, so he took his son for a leisurely stroll along the street by the lake.

He was full of surprise and said, "This is truly like a day in the cave, a millennium in the world. I haven’t been here for just three years, yet I didn’t expect such changes!"

Song Shiyong was eating a roasted chicken leg while wiping off the grease and said, "The entire street here is owned by Liangshan Island. Normally, cultivation sects are all about seclusion, at least superficially untouched by worldly affairs. But this Liangshan Island is different, openly running businesses to make money. Father, look at the medicinal herbs, magical weapons, and other sought-after items in the cultivation world here; their daily transaction amount is at least in the billions of Spirit Stones."

"A gentleman loves wealth and acquires it through proper means. This Liangshan Island is indeed forthright, not using forceful tactics to seize those Spirit Stone veins."

Song Gongming praised.

Song Shiyong said, "Indeed, they have many unusual and interesting things here! Father, look at this chicken leg. According to the old man selling it, their oven is specially designed by Liangshan Island. It doesn’t use charcoal but is said to be powered by sunlight."

Song Gongming glanced at it and said, "What if there’s no sun?"

Song Shiyong replied, "The oven has a layer that can absorb and store sunlight. Without sunlight, stored sunlight can be used for roasting. This invention looks cleaner than before, just lacks a bit of smoky flavor, not quite as tasty."

Song Gongming curiously looked at the material reflecting golden light on the rooftops and said, "These roofs must be capable of absorbing solar energy?"

Song Shiyong nodded repeatedly, saying, "Yes, yes, with these, we don’t need to light fires in winter. Not only clean and hygienic but also extremely cost-effective. The refining workshop ahead has these; if Father likes them, we can buy some to install back home."

"Great, let’s go and have a look."

Song Gongming took his son around, finding everything fresh and interesting.

He did not lack money and instructed his son to buy each item, also asking about their principles.

He had a sense that things here might have the potential to change the world.

On Liangshan Island’s Reflection Cliff, a little girl dove headfirst into a hundred-meter-deep pool, retrieving a large golden fish. Her little feet stepped on air, and she flipped back onto the cliff.

Once she reached the top, she skillfully took out a bone knife, scraped the fish scales, removed the innards, and started a fire for grilling.

Two big men not far away watched with gaping mouths, asking each other, "Son, is that your sister?"

"Yes, it is!"

"Why do I feel like she’s turned into a little monkey?"

"I think she’s more like a Little Witch!"

The two went over and shouted at the little girl opposite them, "Qingdou!"

The little girl was drying her hair with a towel. She looked up and, upon seeing them, excitedly jumped up, ran over to them, and hugged them tightly, exclaiming, "Father, Fourth Brother, how did you come here?"

Song Gongming and his son wore wry smiles, immediately taking out a cloak to wrap her up, saying, "It’s still so cold, why do you go catching fish? Aren’t you afraid of catching a cold?"

The little girl giggled, "I’m cultivating and catching some good stuff to eat by the way."

Her little hand led them over to sit by the fire, saying, "Father, Brother, look here! This is our top-quality Dragon Brocade Carp raised here. When these fish age enough, they can transform into Five-Clawed Golden Dragons."

Song Shiyong smelled it and laughed with curiosity, saying, "It does smell delicious. Do you eat this every day?"

The little girl said, "Not every day, just occasionally! These fishes are very tricky. Most big fish have gained spiritual wisdom, making them hard to catch. I went into the pool just now and chased this fish for a stick of incense’s worth of time before catching it."

Song Gongming and Song Shiyong were utterly speechless looking at her. They finally understood the expressions of the masters when they heard they were visiting Little Qingdou.

It was truly a look of helplessness, wishing they would take the girl back right away.

The fish scales were tough, but the flesh was extremely tender, and it cooked quickly on the fire.

Little Qingdou gave each of them a piece, happily asking, "Father, how did you come in? Aren’t outsiders forbidden here?"

Song Gongming chuckled, "Outsiders are usually forbidden, but it seems your masters have opinions of you, specifically allowing us to come and see what you’re up to."

Little Qingdou’s mouth corner turned up, saying, "Those old scholars; all they do is teach people to follow rules, not to cause trouble, to cultivate themselves—it’s frustrating enough to drive someone mad! They even filed a complaint against me when you finally came for a visit!"

Song Gongming scolded, "In the household, you can be free and careless, but this is the Daoist Sect; I won’t be here to spoil you. If you keep up this attitude, you’ll surely suffer in the future."

Song Shiyong was eating fish heartily and said, "That’s right, you should butter up the masters whenever you get a chance, don’t talk back to them. Otherwise, what if they give you a hard time and intentionally don’t teach you skills?"

Little Qingdou laughed, "Father and Brother don’t need to worry about that. Even if they don’t teach me, there’s a mysterious master who will. My Wine Gourd Master is much more skilled than them. One night learning with my Wine Gourd Master equals one year with the old scholars."

"Wine Gourd Master?"

Song Gongming and his son exchanged a glance, asking Little Qingdou, "Who is he? Can you take us to visit him?"

Little Qingdou shook her head, saying, "He’s not really a master; he cleans up here. I don’t know where he lives; he appears and disappears without a trace, occasionally coming out to see me."

"Huh?"

Song Gongming and his son were wide-eyed, thinking this sounded so unreliable.

Little Qingdou wiped her mouth, stood up happily, and said, "Father, Brother, let me show you my skills. This month, I haven’t been here in vain!"

Her little hand formed a sword gesture, pointing sharply at a rock behind them, and shouted, "Drawing Fire and Splitting Water!"

A flame burst from her fingertip, like a red ribbon, swirling towards the giant rock.

The river flowing over the rock, upon being steamed by her flames, was split into nine sections.

Her ability to control fire left Song Gongming and Song Shiyong with their mouths wide open, filled with incredulity.

Little Qingdou retracted her sword gesture, pulling back the flames.

With pride, she tilted her little head and asked the two, "How about it? Does this skill please my father and brother’s eyes?"

Song Shiyong raised his thumb with admiration, saying, "Great skill! The flames fly out over ten meters seamlessly, controlled at will, comparable to the spiritual power of the Core Formation Stage."

"Only brother appreciates it!"

Little Qingdou giggled, sat opposite them, and tore off a piece of fish to eat.

Song Gongming looked at his son, finally feeling relieved.

This time, his daughter might truly have found a chance suitable for her growth.