Chapter 258: Qingqiu Immortal Mountain
The next day, Chu Feng and his group followed the four elders into the teleportation array.
As a flash of light passed by, Chu Feng only felt darkness before his eyes—but soon, light returned to the surroundings.
When he focused his gaze, he found himself in a secluded paradise.
Mo Qi chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist Chu, this is our Qingqiu Holy Land—Qingqiu Immortal Mountain. What do you think?"
Chu Feng saw the misty immortal energy, the cascading blossoms, and the delicate fragrance of the grass. The spiritual energy here even surpassed that of Wendao Academy. He replied,
"This place certainly lives up to the name 'Immortal Mountain.'"
Mo Qi smiled and asked, "Would Fellow Daoist Chu be interested in staying for a while on Qingqiu Immortal Mountain?"
Chu Feng cupped his hands and said, "Then I shall respectfully accept, rather than decline."
"Good, please follow me."
Mo Qi spoke while taking the lead.
Walking across the lush green grass, Chu Feng and his group could feel the thick spiritual energy in the air. It brought a profound sense of ease and relaxation to both body and mind.
After walking several thousand steps, a small village came into view.
From a distance, they could faintly see several young members of the fox clan playing within the village.
Though these fox youths were still children, without exception, all of them belonged to the nine-tailed fox lineage.
Mo Qi looked at the village in the distance and said, "Up ahead is our Qingqiu Village, located on Qingqiu Immortal Mountain. All members of our Qingqiu fox clan who have awakened the nine-tail bloodline are allowed to cultivate here.
The four of us also each have a courtyard here in the village. If Fellow Daoist doesn't mind, you're free to choose any one of them to stay in.
Once Lord Qianhuan finishes his seclusion, we will pass your message to him."
"Then I'll trouble you, Senior Mo Qi."
Chu Feng bowed slightly. He had no intention of rushing to meet the Great Saint Qianhuan.
"No trouble at all. If Fellow Daoist Chu has free time, perhaps we could play a few rounds of chess?"
As soon as Mo Qi said this, the other three great sages immediately showed their displeasure.
Huan Qin grumbled, "Old Mo Qi, so this was your scheme all along. No wonder you've been acting so hospitable all of a sudden."
"Exactly! Little friend Chu, come stay with me—I'll make sure you feel completely at home!" Great Sage Lei Shu shouted from the side.
Chu Feng hadn't expected these four seniors to be such playful old men. He smiled and said, "Seniors, it doesn't matter where I stay. If you're free, I'd be happy to exchange knowledge of the four arts with you."
Great Sage Fahua stroked his beard and said, "Little friend Chu speaks wisely. Then I'll be troubling you more often in the future."
"You are most welcome."
As Chu Feng chatted with the four great sages, they arrived outside the village.
The little foxes playing in the village suddenly turned obedient upon seeing the four great sages. One by one, they respectfully bowed and said, "We greet the clan elders."
Mo Qi waved his hand and said, "At ease. Isn't this supposed to be class time? Why are you all out here playing?"
The little foxes exchanged nervous glances, and not a single one dared to answer.
This made the four great sages feel utterly embarrassed.
If Chu Feng and the others hadn't been present, they would've scolded them and moved on. But with guests watching, they had no choice but to properly discipline these mischievous kids—otherwise, where would their authority go?
Great Sage Lei Shu immediately put on a stern face and said, "What? Do you want to taste the flavor of lightning?"
The little foxes shivered from head to toe at those words, yet still stubbornly held their tongues.
Chu Feng watched the scene unfold and thought to himself: So Great Sage Lei Shu is actually a lightning-wielding overlord who uses thunder discipline to educate the juniors.
He said nothing—after all, this was a matter within someone else's clan. As an outsider, it was enough to watch the commotion.
"Hmm?"
Great Sage Lei Shu hadn't expected these little brats to be so stubborn. A burst of anger instantly surged within him.
Just as he was about to lash out, Mo Qi suddenly spoke, "Is it that little ancestor Bai Qian causing mischief again?"
At those words, all the little foxes nodded vigorously. One of them even said, "Little ancestor, this time we didn't sell you out. The clan elder saw through it himself."
When Lei Shu heard the words "little ancestor," his fury vanished completely without a trace. He waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it. All of you, go back to class now."
Yet the little foxes remained frozen in place.
Great Sage Huan Qin asked, "What did the little ancestor do this time?"
Among the young foxes, a well-behaved and adorable little fox girl stepped forward and said, "Reporting to the clan elders—little ancestor made Teacher Su faint from anger."
The four great sages: "..."
"Enough, don't just stand here," Mo Qi said, his face showing a helpless smile. He turned to Chu Feng and added,
"Fellow Daoist, please excuse us for the spectacle."
Chu Feng replied with a smile, "It's perfectly normal for children to be mischievous. My Qianqian is just as naughty."
That single remark instantly dissolved much of the awkwardness.
Only Chen Qianqian puffed out her cheeks in protest, trying to express her displeasure. She was clearly a good child—her master's wife praised her every day for being obedient!
As the group entered the village, the fox clan cultivators they passed bowed respectfully to the four great sages, while also casting curious glances toward Chu Feng and the others.
Before long, they arrived outside a spacious courtyard.
Mo Qi said, "Fellow Daoist Chu, this is my residence. Please."
With that, he casually pointed, and the gate swung open on its own.
The group of cultivators stepped inside. Chu Feng discovered that the courtyard was like a world of its own.
All the spiritual plants within were sacred-grade.
Even the decorative rocks and artificial mountains were engraved with runes.
Mo Qi arranged for Chu Feng and his companions to stay in a side courtyard.
"Fellow Daoist Chu, please rest here for a while. I'll go inquire about Old Ancestor Qianhuan's current seclusion."
Chu Feng said, "Many thanks."
After Mo Qi and the others left, Chu Feng fetched some well water from the courtyard and began boiling tea. At the same time, he gave Chen Qianqian some guidance on her chess skills.
The four great sages, meanwhile, flew directly toward an immortal mountain behind Qingqiu Village.
Just as they landed, a fox clan Great Sage stepped forward and asked, "Bai Tao greets the four clan elders. May I ask why you've come so suddenly? Master is currently in seclusion and is not accepting visitors."
Mo Qi cupped his hands and replied, "Bai Tao, someone has arrived holding the ancestor's token. We are here, according to custom, to deliver it to the ancestor."
"Oh?"
Suspicion appeared on Bai Tao's face. He muttered, "The ancestor hasn't left Qingqiu in over a thousand years. Are you certain the visitor carries the true token?"
"There is no mistake. Here is the token."
As Mo Qi spoke, he handed over a sachet.
When Bai Tao saw the sachet, his expression changed drastically. As the disciple of Great Saint Qianhuan, he naturally recognized its origin. He blurted out,
"Don't tell me… it's that shameless guy from Wendao Academy?"
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