Painting of the Nine Immortals

Translator: _Tat_ Editor: Rundi

Inside the room, Dong Fang Bi was very serious as he listened to Ling Xian speak of his opinions and understandings.

Compared to the start of their conversation, an hour had passed. During this time, Dong Fang Bi could only ask questions and listen intently. It wasn't that he refused to communicate with Ling Xian, it was that he had nothing to add.

This made him feel ashamed. He felt like he had wasted all these years he spent studying crafts.

To know that he was a very prominent elder of the Path of Craft. Both his position and knowledge was just below the leader of the Path of Craft. Yet at this moment, as he spoke to Ling Xian, he had nothing valuable to add. Why wouldn't he feel ashamed?

As much as he was embarrassed, his eyes were getting brighter and brighter and he felt like these 500 contribution points he was spending was so worth it.

As time went on, the two began to discuss topics way broader than the design.

Whether it was the problems Dong Fang Bi had encountered in crafts or some questions he had for a long while, he asked them all. And Ling Xian did not fail him.

Though Ling Xian had just come to learn about crafts and he didn't know much yet, don't forget that he had the inheritance from the Immortal of Crafts inside his brain.

Therefore, no matter how difficult Dong Fang Bi's questions were, he could answer them flawlessly.

Of course, this was also because Dong Fang Bi's questions all could be answered with what the Immortal of Crafts wrote down. If his questions were all about traditional craftsmanship, then Ling Xian would be useless.

Just like that, one asked, and the other answered. They were speaking happily and the atmosphere was friendly.

During this time, Dong Fang Bi felt like he was being awakened and cold water was being poured on his head. He felt like spending these 500 contribution points was so worth it. He also started to believe that this ordinary looking young man was a hidden grandmaster!

At first, he didn't trust Ling Xian because Ling Xian looked far too young.

But now, all of his views changed. He firmly believed that Ling Xian was a grandmaster with profound knowledge.

Because of this, Dong Fang Bi couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He felt like questioning this person before was a giant joke.

As much as he was embarrassed, he also wished that they had met sooner. He was treating Ling Xian like he was a best friend.

"Alright, it's been two hours. If you have no other questions, then we should end our conversation now."

Ling Xian had a smile on his lips. He too felt like he had fun during this chat, and he gained a lot.

Though he was the only one speaking most of the time, some of the questions Dong Fang Bi asked provided him with some insights. Therefore, he felt like he had gained some things, more than just the contribution points.

"It's been two hours?"

Dong Fang Bi was startled. He had been listening intently these past two hours and had forgotten all about time.

To him, every word Ling Xian spoke was valuable like pearls and weighed as hefty as gold. They were words about the truth of the universe. It made him drunk and he couldn't find himself anymore.

In other words, any craftsman would treat this opportunity like it was a golden one and would be drunk off of it.

Therefore, when Ling Xian announced this conversation was over, Dong Fang Bi panicked.

Based on the conversation just now, he had realized how much Ling Xian knew. To describe as his knowledge to be as endless as the galaxy wouldn't even be an exaggeration.

Of course, he had to grasp onto this opportunity tightly. He didn't want this conversation to end.

No craftsman would!

"Time passes by fast."

Looking at the unwilling Dong Fang Bi, Ling Xian smiled, "Let's end things here today."

"Not yet, not yet, I haven't heard enough yet." Dong Fang Bi brandished his hand and continued to plead, "Master, let's chat for another two hours."

"Another two hours?"

Ling Xian chuckled, "Don't forget, you already owe me 1,000 points. Do you have any more points to offer?"

"Haha, Master, do not worry. I have nothing but contribution points!"

Dong Fang Bi laughed and took out his token. He immediately started using the token and then, the total points on his token lessened by 1,000 while Ling Xian's points increased by 1,000.

"Very good."

Ling Xian smiled in satisfaction, "Since you have paid. Let's end it here today."

Immediately, Dong Fang Bi's face dropped and begged, "Please no, young master. It is rare for such opportunity to come by. Just chat with me for a while longer."

"No thanks. I just did 200 missions back to back and chatted with you for two hours. I am exhausted and I need rest." Ling Xian shook his head softly.

Seeing how determined he was, Dong Fang Bi bit his tongue, "What about this? I will pay you 1,000 contribution points."

"Even 1,000 won't do. I have to rest. Don't stop me anymore." Ling Xian glared at him and headed towards the door.

It was just that this opportunity was so rare, why would Dong Fang Bi let him go?

Therefore, his old face was full of smiles, "Master, how about this. Don't go back to where you live currently. Come with me. I promise you that you will receive top-notch treatment."

"Go back to where you live?"

Ling Xian laughed, "I'm not homeless. Why would I go back with you?"

Hearing this, Dong Fang Bi realized he had been too blunt. But he truly didn't just want Ling Xian to leave. Therefore, he let go of his face and talked all about how good his home was.

"Master, I have loads of ancient books about crafts. I also have rare spiritual alcohol and heavenly fruits. There is even spiritual tea that I bet you haven't seen before."

Dong Fang Bi didn't know when to stop as he continued to talk about the advantages of his place. He then stared at Ling Xian expectantly.

"You." Ling Xian smiled helplessly, understanding that Dong Fang Bi really wanted to invite him over.

Therefore, he stopped his rejection and thought about it while standing out. After some time, he said a statement that made Dong Fang Bi ecstatic.

"Might as well. Since you are so warm-hearted, I will stay with you for a couple of days."

At this, Dong Fang BI's old face became full of smiles, "No, no, a few days won't be enough. I need at least some more time."

"That will depend on how your home is."

Laughing, Ling Xian marched forward.

At this, Dong Fang Bi hurriedly followed. He led him towards the spiritual mountain he lived in.

After about half an hour of traveling, the two finally landed on top of a mountain peak. However, the moment Dong Fang Bi arrived, he received a message.

This made him frown and he sighed in exasperation, "Master, I have something urgent to deal with. Please go in and rest. Do whatever you'd like."

"Alright, go if you are busy." Ling Xian gently nodded.

"Thank you for understanding."

Dong Fang Bi paid his respect. Then, snapping his fingers, the entrance to his home flung open. He then flapped his sleeve and left while riding the clouds.

At this, Ling Xian marched forward and walked into the house.

What he didn't expect was that the first person he saw upon his entrance was a familiar face.

Dong Fang Yu.