Chapter 58: The Broken Peak and the Ghost Hand

Ningguo, Youzhou.

Beyond the mountain in front of them lay the South Sea. Qin Luo, carrying the Niu on his back, stood there dumbfounded.

Jiang Qingyu noticed his expression and followed his gaze to look ahead, where there was a strangely shaped mountain peak.

The unnamed mountain looked as if it had been cleaved in two by a giant sword. The broken peak was steep yet smooth. All three of them were swordsmen, and upon seeing this magnificent sight, a strange feeling welled up in their chests.

"This is..." Xiao Qing was also puzzled. She had never heard of such a wonder in the lower realm.

"Broken Sword Peak," Jiang Qingyu said slowly. "No one knows who did it. The villagers nearby all say that the entire mountain was cut in half overnight, leaving only this broken peak."

"What about the other half of the mountain?" Qin Luo asked, puzzled. To silently remove half a mountain was something even a saint from the upper realm would find difficult to do.

"Who knows..." Jiang Qingyu shook her head and said, "Some people say they moved to Penglai Island in the South Sea, but it’s just a folk rumor. Over the years, no one has ever seen what Penglai Island looks like."

Perhaps because the broken peak was too mysterious, the three of them dared not cross the mountain directly, so they had to find a small path to detour. Two hours later, after Qin Luo and the others walked out of a mountain forest, they suddenly felt that the view in front of them was open and clear.

Not far away, at the foot of the mountain, was a small fishing village. With Qin Luo’s current eyesight, he could clearly see some ordinary people walking along the country roads. On the other side of the village, towards the South Sea, many simple fishing boats were moored. Fishermen and farm women wearing straw raincoats were tidying up their nets. As noon approached, many houses had already started cooking. Amidst the rising smoke, the three of them unconsciously stopped to appreciate this peaceful and prosperous scene.

"The Ghost Hand is here?" Qin Luo lifted the Niu on his back a little higher. He had thought the Ghost Hand would be living in a secluded paradise, and he could hardly believe it when he looked at the small fishing village in front of him.

Jiang Qingyu nodded and said, "If Mo Ming wasn’t lying, then there’s nothing unusual about this place."

"With so many houses, are we going to ask each one of them?" Xiao Qing frowned.

Jiang Qingyu smiled slightly and said, "That won’t be necessary."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Qingyu quietly released her divine sense. A few breaths later, her delicate body suddenly trembled. Looking at Qin Luo and Xiao Qing’s puzzled eyes, she said, "Come with me."

A gentle sea breeze caressed their faces as Qin Luo walked down the mountain path, and he could smell the distinctive salty scent of the seaside in the air. It was already winter, and the weather was getting a bit chilly. The light clothes worn by the group seemed out of place compared to the villagers wearing thick cotton-padded coats.

Many fishermen saw these uninvited guests and were initially puzzled, but when they saw Jiang Qingyu and Xiao Qing’s faces, they were all stunned.

"My God, have fairies descended to earth?" A middle-aged man with dark skin rubbed his eyes in disbelief, watching the figures of the group disappear into a corner of a residential building.

"Goodness, there are two of them!"

Upon arriving at the house, Qin Luo sensed layers of restrictions in the courtyard and was immediately delighted, thinking to himself that this was the right place.

The courtyard gate was not closed. Qin Luo and the others exchanged glances and stepped in one by one. Suddenly, they heard an old but powerful voice coming from inside the house.

"Let’s go back, that kid is beyond saving."

Qin Luo, who was about to knock on the door, felt a sudden tightness in his heart. He then lowered his hand, glanced at Da Niu who was still unconscious beside him, and made up his mind to kneel down on the ground.

"I am Qin Luo from Baiyun Palace. I beg Senior Luo to make an exception and save my junior brother!"

Seeing Qin Luo kneel down, Xiao Qing, who already considered herself his legal wife, dared not stand any longer. She bent down and knelt behind Qin Luo. With her husband in front of her, she wisely refrained from speaking.

In the quiet and tidy courtyard, only Da Niu lying on the ground and Jiang Qingyu, who was at a loss, remained. Due to her status as the ruler of a country, she could not kneel on the ground like Qin Luo for the time being.

A long silence fell over the room. Just as Qin Luo was about to speak again, the old man finally spoke: "Qin Luo of Baiyun Palace? Qin Zheng is your father?"

"Exactly!" Qin Luo’s eyes lit up, thinking that there was hope this time, but unexpectedly the room fell silent again.

"And the one standing?" the old man asked again.

"My name is Jiang Qingyu. I greet Senior Luo."

Jiang Qingyu had no choice but to give a simple name, but unexpectedly the old man seemed to get angry and said loudly, "Oh, so you are the Empress. No wonder you have some ambition."

Under Qin Luo’s signaling gaze, Xiao Qing also bowed and said, "I am Xiao Qing from the Guiyi Sect. I greet Senior Luo."

"Heh, Xiao Tian’s daughter, so she’s the leader of the Guiyi Sect? They’re both quite influential..." The old man seemed to chuckle.

After saying this, the old man remained silent for a long time. Several fishermen who had been attracted by Jiang Qingyu and Xiao Qing’s beauty had gathered outside the gate, eagerly watching the two women’s backs and discussing among themselves.

Seeing that Luo Feng remained silent for a long time, a bold villager shouted, "Old man Luo, you can’t even catch fish normally, how do you know these important people?"

"The guest has been standing there for ages and you still won’t open the door. How rude of you!"

Qin Luo frowned, about to shout at the villagers, when he heard Luo Feng say leisurely, "They are not my guests, what do you know!"

Although these words didn’t sound pleasant, Qin Luo could clearly sense that Luo Feng’s tone had softened compared to before. It seemed that over the years, Luo Feng had become one with these mortals.

"I’ll make a bet with you."

Luo Feng’s voice came out again, seemingly addressing the crowd outside the door: "If I show you the bodies of these two women, so you’ll have to help me catch the fish for the rest of the year."

Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter. The middle-aged man who had spoken earlier then said, "If you really get these two fairies to take off their clothes, I’ll not only cover the rest of the year, but I’ll also buy you all the fish for next year!"

"It’s a deal!" Luo Feng pushed open the door and came out. Qin Luo looked up and saw an old man in tattered clothes smiling and looking at him.

"What are you standing there for? Take it off." Luo Feng glanced at Qin Luo, then turned to Jiang Qingyu and said.

A blush crossed Jiang Qingyu’s pretty face. She had long guessed that getting Luo Feng to help Da Niu wouldn’t be so easy, but she never expected that the old man would humiliate her like this.

Da Niu and Jiang Qingyu seemed to have no connection. Qin Luo was conflicted and didn’t know what to say to Jiang Qingyu. He could only look at Xiao Qing beside him.

Their eyes met, and as if sensing Qin Luo’s gaze, Xiao Qing gritted her teeth and slowly stood up.

Having been influenced by her surroundings since childhood, Xiao Qing was taught the principle of respecting her husband. When she saw Qin Luo being harassed, even though she felt a thousand unbearable things in her heart, she had no choice but to suppress them for the time being.

Anyway, it’s already been seen by someone...

Xiao Qing could only console herself: Besides, I probably won’t come to this place again in my life, so let them see it...

As the crimson gown fell to the ground, the crowd outside the door fell silent. They saw Xiao Qing’s slender neck, white as the moon, slowly revealing her rounded shoulders as the red dress touched the ground. Beneath her smooth, jade-like back, a pair of tight underpants were nestled between her round, pert buttocks. Two thin, soft ropes wrapped around her waist added a touch of sensuality to her body. In just a moment, the gentle fairy was now naked. The villagers dared not breathe, their eyes wide open, not wanting to miss a single detail.

Luo Feng seemed somewhat surprised by Xiao Qing’s reaction. After glancing at Xiao Qing’s beautiful bodice, he said, "Put it on."

Xiao Qing, whose pretty face was already flushed, still remembered to thank him. After putting her clothes back on, she knelt down behind Qin Luo again.

All eyes immediately fell on Jiang Qingyu, who was standing to the side. As the ruler of a country, Jiang Qingyu was struggling with her inner turmoil.

Seeing Qin Luo kneeling on the ground with his head down, Jiang Qingyu sighed softly, and the meaningful look in Nangong Muyun’s eyes when he left suddenly flashed through her mind.

Finally making up her mind, Jiang Qingyu moved her jade-like hand slightly, as if she felt that a short pain was better than a long one, and with a sharp tug, the entire set of clothes was instantly removed.

Her round buttocks, even fuller than Xiao Qing’s, immediately attracted everyone’s attention. Qin Luo was startled, glanced up, and then quickly turned his head away. Luo Feng seemed determined to humiliate the empress. Unlike his attitude towards Xiao Qing, he said to Jiang Qingyu, who was still wearing her underwear, "Take them off."

A hint of shame and indignation flashed in Jiang Qingyu’s beautiful eyes, but having already fallen to such a state, she had no choice. Under the shocked gazes of everyone, she slowly moved her jade hand to her crotch, and with a flick of her jade finger, the golden underpants fell down. Her hands then went behind her head and untied the soft rope of her bodice as well. Then, she closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate.

The cool sea breeze made her involuntarily clench her legs together, and the feeling of being exposed to everyone’s gaze reminded her of the scenes at Tianxiangfang.

Luo Feng bypassed Jiang Qingyu and came to the side of Da Niu lying on the ground, reaching out to feel Da Niu’s pulse.

Since he didn’t speak, Jiang Qingyu naturally didn’t dare to make any move. Qin Luo saw that Luo Feng was already taking Da Niu’s pulse, so he quickly stood up with Xiao Qing and came to Luo Feng’s side, intentionally or unintentionally blocking the view of the people outside the door who were looking at Jiang Qingyu.

"His meridians are all severed." Luo Feng shook his head and looked at Qin Luo, saying, "I can only try. Whether he lives or dies depends on his fate."

Qin Luo was overjoyed and knelt down again, saying, "Thank you, senior!"

Three days later, in the somewhat dilapidated house where Luo Feng was staying, lay a large ox covered in silver needles.

Xiao Qing and Jiang Qingyu were cooking in the messy kitchen. These simple skills were indeed a bit too unfamiliar for the two fairies. After a flurry of activity, Xiao Qing blushed and placed a poorly cooked fish in front of Luo Feng and Qin Luo in the courtyard.

Luo Feng didn’t care about the "delicious food" in front of him. He took out a pot of wine and started drinking with Qin Luo.

"Actually, I already owe the Qin family a favor." Luo Feng took a bite of fish, his brows furrowing slightly.

Jiang Qingyu and Xiao Qing were intrigued by his words and stood in the courtyard, listening intently.

"What?" Qin Luo was startled, thinking to himself, "Then what were you doing a few days ago?"

"Do you see that mountain?" Luo Feng asked, pointing to the Broken Sword Peak.

Qin Luo nodded, and Luo Feng took a sip of wine and said, "When I first moved here, that hill always blocked the light in this yard, so I had your father do me a favor and had half of the hill removed."

Upon hearing this, all three were utterly shocked. Even Jiang Qingyu was unaware that Qin Zheng and Luo Feng had such a relationship.

It’s something that could be done simply by moving to a different courtyard, yet this old man is thinking of cutting down half a mountain. He really doesn’t follow the rules.

"What about that mountain?" Qin Luo thought of the mysterious Penglai Island that Jiang Qingyu had mentioned.

"I gave it away." Luo Feng spoke slowly, as if chatting with someone, about this shocking event. He said, "A young lady from the Xuanyuan family asked for it, saying she wanted to reclaim an island in the South Sea for quiet cultivation."

"Let me think about what it should be called..." Luo Feng pondered.

"Xuanyuan Liushuang?!" Qin Luo immediately thought of this name. The number one on the Heavenly Talent Ranking, the only woman in the lower realm who could rival Song Hongdao.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Luo Feng laughed heartily, "It’s her, it’s her!"

The three looked at each other, thinking to themselves, no wonder no one had seen XuanYuan Liushuang for so many years, it turns out that the legendary Penglai Island is real.