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15% Eternal Life Begins with Bug-Refining / Chapter 6: How Can I Be Wronged?

บท 6: How Can I Be Wronged?

บรรณาธิการ: Henyee Translations

After work the next day, Chen Qing strolled to Wang Ye's cave abode again.

Without batting an eyelid, Chen Qing let the Grass Spirit Gu play in Wang Ye's field. He strode forward, and said, "I heard Senior Brother Wang's suona1 yesterday, and couldn't forget it for a while. Today, I came uninvited."

Wang Ye was originally puzzled as to why Chen Qing was here again today. When he heard this, he immediately became excited.

"I didn't expect Junior Brother Chen to be interested in music!"

Whatever. After listening to it for a while yesterday, Chen Qing's ears were still buzzing.

"It's mainly because Senior Brother Wang played it well."

Wang Ye explained, "If you learn this music well, it will be very useful.

"There are many great cultivators who need music to calm their minds while cultivating."

'Hurry up and stop talking. It's already a blessing that you're not upset.'

Wang Ye said excitedly, "Coincidentally, I have a new song today. Junior Brother Chen, you're going to enjoy a great fortune today!"

Wang Ye played, and so did Chen Qing.

Wang Ye was playing the suona.

Chen Qing played himself with Wang Ye1.

It was late at night when Chen Qing bade him farewell.

When Chen Qing returned to the cave abode, he saw that there were still nine drops of Grass Spirit Gu to go—there were no changes.

'Looks like it won't be so easy to find another drop.'

He still had to go and "enjoy" more tomorrow.

"I say, Little Grass, you have to work harder. Otherwise, if life continues like this, I may really be sent off for good on that day."

The next day after work, Chen Qing thought that he couldn't just listen to him play.

It was not that he wanted to learn, but his body could not take it.

Hence, he brought a flute so that he could have a bit of quiet time as he played it alone.

After half a month, Chen Qing, who had a flute stuck in the back of his neck, walked home. "I can't take it anymore. If this continues, I'll really learn how to play the flute.

"I have to think of a way. If I really come to like playing the flute, it won't be a good thing."

This was a dangerous world. What was the use of playing the flute!

Could it be that it could play people to death?

With the habit of looking at his darling every day, Chen Qing glanced at the Grass Spirit Gu again.

[Mortal-grade Grass Spirit Gu]

Quality: Rank nine

Lifespan: 42/86

Effect: Takes care of the Gu spirit grass within eight mu of land, and increases its growth speed and quality.

Growth Requirement: None

Growth Rate: 100/100 (Growth rate is currently full, pending promotion)

Advancement Requirements: Rank nine, eight drops of earth origin spirit liquid, one soul-snatching flower

'Yes?'

Eight drops?

There was really a chance!

At this point, Chen Qing felt extremely guilty.

'Brother Wang has treated me so well. How can I let you down so easily?

'Gotta find a better flute tomorrow.

'By the way, is this considered stealing the treasures in Brother Wang's land?

'No, Elder Brother Wang said that music is such an elegant thing. How can he be blinded by money?

'I'm still tacky.'

From tomorrow onwards, he would be an elegant person.

Watching the sunset and chopping wood.

They ate and played the flute.

He was grazing his Gu insect in Brother Wang's field.

After two consecutive months, under Wang Ye's careful guidance, Chen Qing was already able to play a complete Water Dragon Song.

"Brother Chen, I've never heard this song before. Did you compose it?"

Chen Qing smiled humbly, and said, "It's all because of Brother Wang's good guidance that I gained something from it."

Wang Ye was a little moved. "When you and I meet, it's really heartbreaking. Where can I find a soulmate?

"There's a hint of sadness in this song. There's also a hint of helplessness in the excitement. It's really wonderful."

There was such a thing?

Oh, so there were such emotions in this song.

"Brother Wang, you know me."

After returning to the cave abode, Chen Qing looked at his Gu insect again. He still needed seven drops.

It had already been a month since the grass darling obtained the last drop of earth origin spirit liquid. It seemed like he would have to learn for another month or two. If there were no results, he would not have to go.

Three drops of earth origin spirit liquid, 240 low-grade spirit stones.

In other words, it was a month of hard work!

'Pfft, why am I thinking about these dirty copper things again!

'I'm a man of elegance.'

Suddenly, someone called at the door. Chen Qing opened the door. It was an unfamiliar boy.

The boy did not even bow when he saw Chen Qing. He said arrogantly, "Are you Chen Qing?"

Chen Qing nodded. "That's right!"

The boy instructed, "The Grass Spirit Gu Dao Conference will be held in three days. Remember to attend on time."

Chen Qing was a little confused. What was this?

"Oh, okay."

The boy continued, "Remember to bring 100 spirit stones when you go. That's the membership fee."

Chen Qing frowned, and said, "There's even a fee of 100 spirit stones?"

The boy looked at Chen Qing as if he was looking at a country bumpkin. "Hmph, my master is Xiao Zhong. He has a Grass Spirit Gu that has already transformed into a butterfly!

"Who among the Grass Spirit Gu cultivators in the radius of 100 li1 is not polite to my master?

"It is your fortune to be able to participate in this meeting and listen to my master's lecture on his experiences in the cultivation of Grass Spirit Gu!"

Only then did Chen Qing understand. "Oh, I see. I'll definitely be there!

"Thank you for telling me."

After returning to the cave abode, Chen Qing felt even more suffocated.

'How to nurture Gu insects, do I need you to teach me?

'Not to mention Grass Spirit Gu, even Sword Gu, Strength Gu, Fire Gu, Wind Gu, which one do I not know about?

'And 100 spirit stones!

'I need to learn to play the flute from Brother Wang for more than half a month to earn this!'

After playing the flute the next day, Chen Qing began to ask Wang Ye, "Brother Wang, do you know about this Grass Spirit Gu Dao Conference?"

Wang Ye scoffed. "They say it's a dao conference, but it's just a way to get money.

"The membership fee for the conference is said to be used to meet the expenditure of the conference. In fact, how many spirit stones can those three meals be worth?

"At most 10 low-grade spirit stones.

"Call a few more singers over to sing a little song. That decadent music is unbearable to the ears!

"Everyone will eat and drink. In the end, the host of the meeting will talk nonsense for an hour, and it will be over."

Chen Qing said, "So you're saying that you went over to give him money?"

Wang Ye was a little dejected. "That's right. But what can we do?

"The initiators all have butterfly transformation Gu insects. If they stomp their feet in this area, even the mountain will tremble.

"If you don't go, how will you survive in the future?"

Chen Qing asked, "What's with this Gu insect turning into a butterfly?"

Wang Ye smiled. "You'll know when you get there. They can argue about such trivial matters for an entire day."

Although he was extremely unwilling, when that day really came, Chen Qing still brought spirit stones, and prepared to endure for a day.

He had no choice but to lower his head.

Let him be free for a few more days!

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw a huge lotus pond in front of him. In the middle of the lotus pond, there were plank paths that connected to square water pavilions on the lotus pond.

There were about 30 people who came. It seemed that they were almost all here.

These people surrounded a square table on the waterside pavilion in twos and threes, eating some spirit fruits and drinking some wine.

Chen Qing found a table that was not full yet and sat down. As soon as he sat down, a cultivator in his fifties asked, "Is this Junior Brother Chen?"

Chen Qing nodded and cupped his hands. "May I know?"

The cultivator stroked his goatee. "Zhou Ke from the foot of Carefree Mountain."

Chen Qing said, "So it's Senior Brother Zhou."

Zhou Ke asked softly, "I heard that Junior Brother Chen's Grass Spirit Gu can take care of eight mu of land a day?"

Chen Qing said, "I got lucky."

Anyway, this was not a secret. Others could find out if they asked carefully.

Zhou Ke said enviously, "Junior Brother Chen is so lucky. That Grass Spirit Gu of mine has been raised for almost 30 years, but it can only manage six mu of land a day."

Chen Qing said, "I was lucky."

Zhou Ke said softly, "Although the fee is a little expensive, there are still some benefits. It's better than figuring out the cultivation method alone.

"Every Gu insect is unique, no one knows how to nurture them, right?"

Chen Qing clicked his tongue. 'I really know!'

"Moreover, even if you know, you can't pick up those cultivation materials from the ground, right?"

'Hey, I'm not sleepy when you bring that up!'

Chen Qing was prepared to introduce him to what elegance was!

As well as what was one's dearest brother.

  1. A Chinese oboe or shawm, i.e. a type of woodwind instrument.
  2. It's a pun. The verb play (as in a woodwind instrument) has multiple meanings in Chinese, two of which are to break up or fail. In this case, CQ had to suffer listening to bad music, it seems.
  3. One li is 500 m, so 100 li = 50 km.

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