Chapter 103: Seems like the Fairy Name was Called Correctly...

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Old Ma was fortunate to have been found before he could pledge his troth to the little brown mare. Meng Jingzhou paid the fee and led Old Ma and the carriage away.

"No, no, no, staying in the stable doesn't cost this much," the stable boy stammered, pushing the money back.

"What about the feed money? Do you not want it?" Meng Jingzhou asked in confusion. Old Ma had long since finished the premium feed they had brought along, and he had assumed the horse, driven by hunger, had resorted to the ordinary fodder.

The boy shook his head. "Your horse hasn't eaten a single thing."

"Huh?" Mystified, Meng Jingzhou stroked Old Ma's mane and asked, "Have you achieved inedia?"

Old Ma snorted a puff of air but gave no reply.

How could a horse speak anyway?

Meng Jingzhou threatened him fiercely, "If you don't answer, you won't have any more feed to eat!"

Man and horse stood at a standoff for a long time. When Old Ma still refused to answer, Meng Jingzhou admitted defeat, having deduced a few things.

He had wondered why his runaway journey from home had gone so smoothly. Even his little sister knew he was running away, so the rest of the family must have known as well, yet not a single soul had stopped him, entirely unconcerned that he might meet with an accident.

Ruling out the possibility that he was adopted, it could only mean they knew he was perfectly safe.

Now the answer was glaringly obvious: the horse pulling the carriage was his greatest safeguard.

He just didn't know the extent of Old Ma's cultivation; to protect him, it must be quite substantial.

Meng Jingzhou complained, "Since you're so powerful, why didn't you stop the Eldest Senior Sister from getting onto the carriage back then?"

Meng Jingzhou still remembered how foolishly he had mistaken the Eldest Senior Sister for an examinee and let her onto the carriage, bragging that he had obtained the original questions for the sect entrance exam.

He had embarrassed himself to the absolute limit.

If Old Ma had stopped her, wouldn't they have been spared all this trouble?

Old Ma looked askance at Meng Jingzhou, as if staring at a fool.

Before leaving, Lu Yang went to say goodbye to Constable Wei, who showed no surprise at the trio's departure.

What cultivator would actually run a barbecue shop for a lifetime? It was merely a pursuit of novelty; once the novelty wore off, they would naturally close up shop.

"What a pity. I won't be able to taste such delicious barbecue ever again," Constable Wei lamented. "I was even counting on catching fugitives at your shop to help me rise to the position of Chief Constable."

Constable Wei estimated that if he caught three more demonic cultivators, he could be promoted to Chief Constable.

"It's just as well that you're leaving. This Yanjiang County might not be peaceful lately."

"What do you mean?"

Constable Wei whispered, "You mustn't repeat this to anyone else."

"I understand."

Constable Wei still trusted Lu Yang's character. "You know Governor Li, right? There are rumors now that to gain a promotion, Governor Li colluded with demonic cultivators. Whether it's a rogue demonic cultivator or someone from a demonic sect remains uncertain, but the opponent's cultivation must be high, otherwise they wouldn't be qualified to cooperate with Governor Li."

"Governor Li's corpse was found on Mount Song. Chief Constable Fang suspects that a conflict of interest arose between the demonic cultivator and Governor Li, resulting in Governor Li's death. Since the demonic cultivator is still at large, it indicates their cultivation is higher than Governor Li's. Governor Li was but a single step away from the Nascent Soul Stage. Just think how terrifyingly high that demonic cultivator's cultivation must be!"

Lu Yang shrank his neck. "What a sinister demonic cultivator!"

"That's why I said it's a good thing you're leaving. Yanjiang County seems peaceful on the surface, but in reality, who knows where a demonic cultivator might be hiding—perhaps right beside you and me!"

Lu Yang deeply agreed. "Indeed."

Mangu bade a lingering, reluctant farewell to the barbecue shop. The glory of their Barbecue Man Family, after all, could not be carried forward by his generation.

Before their departure, Tang Yunsheng came to see the three of them off, warning them that infiltrating the Questing Sect would be fraught with difficulties and that they must proceed with the utmost caution.

Lu Yang told him to set his mind at ease, assuring him that the three of them would certainly not fail the organization's heavy trust, that they would definitely infiltrate the Questing Sect, steal its secrets, and burn brightly for the Immortal Cult.

On the road, Old Ma pulled the carriage at an unhurried pace. Though he appeared to move slowly, each stride covered a vast distance, a feat involving highly profound spatial knowledge.

Inside the carriage, the three chatted idly about the Immortal Celestial.

"Look, the notebook even has the names of the three of us: Immortal Celestial Lu Yang, Immortal Celestial Meng Jingzhou, and Immortal Celestial Mangu," Lu Yang laughed. Seeing one's own name in a demonic cult's notebook was truly a rather amusing experience.

Everyone he knew could be found within that notebook. It was clear the demonic cult had put its heart and soul into resurrecting the Immortal Celestial.

"What do you think the Immortal Celestial's real name is? Mendeleev? Socrates?"

Meng Jingzhou chuckled. "Maybe it's a vulgar childhood name like Goudan or Gousheng, and being too embarrassed to utter it, they hid it away, using only an honorific title to the outside world."

"It could also be a name from our Barbarian Tribe."

The three harbored not a shred of reverence for the Immortal Celestial, completely tossing aside Tang Yunsheng's admonition to guess the Celestial's name once a month as they guessed randomly.

"Let's tone it down a bit. What if we actually happen to guess the Immortal Celestial's true name?" Lu Yang reminded them. Whether the Immortal Celestial was friend or foe remained to be seen, and the claim that the Immortal Celestial protected the human race was merely the unilateral word of the Immortal Cult, not to be entirely believed.

"How about this? From now on, we shall refer to the 'Immortal Celestial' as the 'Immortal Fairy'. That way, even if we say the name right, the Immortal Celestial won't be able to resurrect." Lu Yang proposed.

"Lu Yang has a point. I agree." Meng Jingzhou raised his hand in approval.

Mangu felt that Brother Lu's considerations were indeed thorough.

After the carriage had traveled for a while, the three felt hungry, so they alighted at a small grove, intending to have a bite to eat.

The grove shielded them from the annoying sunlight, creating a serene atmosphere. The faint, indistinct chirping of birds drifted from afar, causing them to relax involuntarily.

Meng Jingzhou laid out the picnic cloth, Lu Yang pulled out pots, pans, and talismans for lighting fires, and Mangu summoned his ghost-slaves.

The two ghost-slaves had only been unemployed for half a day before being summoned by Mangu to return to their old profession, skillfully setting up the barbecue.

Meng Jingzhou pulled out a recipe book and a large assortment of jars and bottles, thrusting them all at the two ghost-slaves. "Stop making barbecue. Let's change the flavor. Here, you two make something according to this recipe."

Lu Yang and Mangu looked askance at him. Why on earth did he carry a recipe book with him?

The two ghost-slaves had no choice but to learn from scratch, planning to start with the simplest stir-fried eggs.

Failing to work hard in life meant studying diligently in death.

The three had absolutely no intention of consuming inedia pills. When one could eat delicious food, why consume something like an inedia pill?

"Tang Yunsheng guessed that the Immortal Fairy belongs to your Barbarian Tribe. Are there similar legends in the ancient Barbarian Tribe?" Lu Yang asked.

Mangu shook his head. "I heard from my elders that the ancient Barbarians fought against heaven and earth and could battle celestials with brute force, but I have never heard of a celestial being born from our tribe."

"That ruin is truly strange as well. It recorded the greatness of the Immortal Fairy, so why didn't it take the opportunity to write down the Immortal Fairy's name?"

Meng Jingzhou analyzed with sound logic, "Think about it. In ancient times, everyone else had majestic titles and names. Before starting a battle, they would introduce themselves. If the Immortal Fairy stepped forward and said, 'This venerable one is the Immortal Celestial Li Goudan'—oh wait, it should be the Immortal Fairy Li Goudan—wouldn't half the momentum be lost before the fight even began?"

"The Immortal Fairy must have deleted this kind of dark history!"

Lu Yang also laughed, "It could also be that the name was too cute to carry any deterrence, like the Immortal Fairy Huang Doudou or something."

The seven words 'Immortal Fairy Huang Doudou' seemed to strike a chord with the heavenly secrets. The heaven and earth instantly transformed, and an incomprehensible power swirled above the trio, coalescing into a human silhouette.

Old Ma, who had been completely relaxed, instantly grew vigilant, guarding in front of Meng Jingzhou and staring fixedly at the power in the sky.

The three swallowed their saliva.

It was over. It seemed things had escalated drastically.

(End of Chapter)

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