Lady Lin's First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 400 - On the Sea

Chapter 400 On the Sea

People have to make different choices living in this world every day. You never know how long the choice you make at this moment will affect your future.

Of course, Mu Feiqiang does not choose to kill the seventh prince—she is not an evil person, and she has to take Mus’ interests into consideration. Therefore, Miss Mu will not be so stupid to make such a decision.

The seventh prince is less favored, but he is still the prince of Penglai. If the Mu family kills him and leaves any trail, the crime of murdering the royal family will be enough to destroy Mus.

However, this man is very cruel and vicious. He tried to defile Mu Feiqiang. As a tough businesswoman, she can’t just let it go.

Knowing that there is a potion able to make people forget what happened in a certain period of time, Mu Feiqiang makes a bold decision.

Well, really bold.

At least Lin Luoran is deeply impressed by Mu Feiqiang’s decision. Mu Feiqiang is the one who is hurt most. In order to revenge on the seventh prince for what he has done to the Mu family, she decides to let him be Lin Luoran’s temporary servant.

Lin Luoran does not need a servant. Therefore, the seventh prince named Sang Ye has been tending horses for the caravan after his personal ability is sealed.

So his official position should be a groom.

The Mu caravan also newly hires a groom for free, Zhang Dahei.

It is obvious that the seventh prince Sang Ye will suffer a lot in the future. Looking at his eyes full of grievance, Lin Luoran sneers. Sang Ye should be thankful that she has not told Zhang Dahei about Sang Ye cutting off his wife’s head.

Carts b.u.mp along the rough road, and Lin Luoran is no longer in the carriage.

Wood wolf says that there is a secret ability called Soul Search, which is very useful to interrogate cultivators. Lin Luoran wants to study it.

However, it has one drawback. When it is used to torture mortals, their consciousness will collapse and become idiots because of the fragility of the mortal bodies… Is this the little difference between spells of monsters and the human race? Lin Luoran remembers there is a kind of Soul Search technique in White Fairy’s memory bead. Although it is not orthodox, it doesn’t have sequela like that, so it seems to be better.

“No matter which dynasty, hierarchy always controls many secrets. With the Soul Search technique, you can just start directly from the so-called seventh prince. Isn’t it the best way?” Wood wolf is tempting her. It wants to ask Lin Luoran to learn its Soul Search technique.

Lin Luoran is sitting on the swing, eating strawberries. She has to admit that she is kind of tempted.

However, the cultivator does not act without rules. Using mortals who have not provoked cultivators will eventually become the Devil Inside for advance—besides, Lin Luoran doesn’t follow what a mean little man does.

She knows why the wood wolf tries so hard. It is the last one to come to s.p.a.ce, and it always afraid that it can’t hold a special place in her heart as fire phoenix and silver fish. That’s the reason why it provided formulas of Bolus and also offers to teach her Soul Search technique now.

The wood wolf is so clingy that Lin Luoran has to learn the soul-searching technique. However, she doesn’t use it on Sang Ye.

The three big monsters laugh at her kindness. Lin Luoran says eloquently.

“The seventh prince is not loved. The ninth prince is a better choice.”

The monsters sneer at her words. The ninth prince is a man of influence, but he is still less powerful than the king. Why doesn’t she go to get the king of Penglai? Lin Luoran rolls her eyes and begins her self-cultivation in s.p.a.ce.

After a few days, Lin Luoran is studying how the Soul Search technique can be used on ordinary people without hurting them. At this moment, the Mu caravan has chosen to travel by water and get on the boat.

The sea is s.p.a.cious. Even if people of the seventh prince want to rescue him, it is like looking for a needle in a bottle of hay. The n.o.ble prince can only accept his fate.

Mu Qingshan feels very worried when he sees Zhang Dahei directing the young man whose birthmark of cyan phoenix has been hidden. He is not worried that Sang Ye is rebellious. On the contrary, he is very obedient. People who can endure silently will eventually accomplish impressive things.

Lin Luoran says the potion can make people have a bit of memory loss for a certain time. To put it bluntly, Mr. Mu is just worried that if it is true.

He asks Mu Feiqiang to ask this question for him.

In Mu Qingshan’s view, last time, Lin Luoran did not mind teaching Mu Feiqiang to make the potion. In this case, he thinks her niece and Warrior Lin have already been like student and teacher. The Mu Family is not flattering itself. Teaching unique techniques like martial arts or formulas of potions can affect people’s life. This is a universal rule, whether in Penglai or Ying.

Mu Feiqiang talks in a roundabout way to tell Lin Ruoan Mu Qingshan’s question. Lin Luoran feels Mus are too worried.

“In fact, there is a more secure method. Since you have chosen to support the ninth prince, it doesn’t matter that the seven prince still remembers today’s humiliation when the other prince takes the throne.

Mu Feiqiang seems to understand it.

Lin Luoran’s eyes turn around. With the writing brush she bought before boarding the s.h.i.+p, she paints a vivid branch on the rice paper in a minute. Mu Feiqiang holds her breath. She is excited and nervous.

“Is this a tree?”

Lin Luoran shakes her head, “It’s called achyranthes root, a kind of medicine. It’s good for pain and edema.”

Mu Feiqiang knows that Lin Luoran is teaching her knowledge of pharmacy. She values the opportunity very much and stares at the rice paper. Lin Luoran draws the next picture and says, “It is best to harvest achyranthes root in summer or autumn. You should keep stems and roots while removing leaves and root hair. After sliced and dried, it will become the original medicine… As for this tuckahoe, it is called magical medicine for all seasons. It grows at the roots of Ma.s.son pine and red pine… ”

Mu Feiqiang stares at the dark thing and asks confusingly, “Aren’t all pine trees the same?”

Miss Mu has lost touch with community life, and she never has to do anything by herself in her daily life. Lin Luoran smiles and paints the difference between Ma.s.son pine and red pine.

In the tide, Lin Luoran is on an ancient boat. She sometimes teaches Mu Feiqiang the role of several herbs. Now her life is very peaceful. Of course, if the seventh prince called Sang Ye doesn’t stare at her with gloomy eyes from time to time, Lin Luoran will be in a better mood.

She offers to teach Mu Feiqiang the knowledge of pharmacy and saves the Mu caravan. Mu Qingshan no longer regards her as a hired foreign warrior. Lin Luoran has gained the trust of the Mu Family.

Lin Luoran thinks maybe she can choose a good time to tell the Mu family what she is looking for.

The intelligence information network of a big business family is always better than searching for information on her own.

On the seventh day of sailing, the seventh prince Sang Ye is not arrogant anymore. Because of the salty and humid air of the sea, his hair is messy, and his clothes are sweat-stained. He looks like a disaster.

Without the cyan phoenix between his eyebrows, Sang Ye doesn’t look so enchanting anymore but more ordinary. He is pulling the sail now. They are following wind, so Mu Qingshan thinks they can reach Tianshui Port at dusk. It is a place near the border of Ying, and it is kind of in the ninth prince’s reach.

Lin Luoran finishes her self-cultivation. Mu Feiqiang is learning the knowledge of the herbs now, so she doesn’t have time to haunt her. Lin Luoran asks Zhang Dahei to find a fis.h.i.+ng rod and goes sea fis.h.i.+ng.

The sea is wild and windy. It is very mysterious for people of Penglai who know nothing about technology and personal ability. Ordinary fis.h.i.+ng depends on nets, and some fishermen may just pick some small fish and shrimp after the tide. Sea fis.h.i.+ng is just what people with spare time will do for fun. People who rely on sea fis.h.i.+ng to feed themselves will definitely starve to death.

Lin Luoran chooses to go sea fis.h.i.+ng today, and her father, Mr. Lin, happens to know how to do it.

Lin Luoran finds a small fish in the cabin and cuts it. Tying it directly with a fis.h.i.+ng line, she then throws it into the seemingly calm sea.

The sea boat is moving forward slowly. People of the Mu caravan have no doubt if Lin Luoran can catch a fish like this—as the famous saying from a magic star who Lin Luoran knows says, now is the moment to witness the miracle.

Feeling that something is biting the bait, Lin Luoran doesn’t act rashly. After the thing biting the bait tightly, she moves her wrist swiftly. Silver light flickers on the blue water, and some people of Mus scream.

She has caught fish.

A tuna? Lin Luoran is happy, and she hands the fis.h.i.+ng rod over Zhang Dahei to go on the career. She cleans her hands and puts a chopping board on the deck—Lin Luoran cuts the tuna into extremely thin fillets.

Sea fish is enough to make sas.h.i.+mi, and its meat is delicate without the fishy smell. Salmon is not the only choice.

Lin Luoran doesn’t know how to make mustard, but it doesn’t matter. She can use soy sauce with ginger shreds. Huaxia had a tradition of eating fresh fish a long time ago. This cuisine is not Nihon’s unique secret.

Obviously, the people of Penglai have never tasted it.

A clumsy kitchen knife flies up and down and carves carrots into an exquisite flower. The flower is then placed on a white porcelain plate with pieces of crystal fish. It looks so beautiful… Mu Feiqiang swallows. Is this a kind of food?

Lin Luoran dips the ginger soy sauce and soon eats the last piece of sas.h.i.+mi. Mu Feiqiang s.n.a.t.c.hes it boldly. She also imitates how Lin Luoran dips the sauce. Mu Feiqiang eats it with closed eyes and then opens her eyes in disbelief.

How to describe that wonderful taste? Maybe she has to try again.

“Uncle, shall we catch more fish?”

Hearing what Miss Mu says, all people on the deck suddenly swallow together.

Are raw fish fillets so delicious?

Everyone’s eyes are staring at Zhang Dahei. The “gangster” who is fis.h.i.+ng squares his shoulders, feeling that the fis.h.i.+ng rod in his hand is glowing.

He has never experienced this feeling before. The Mu caravan forgives him and offers him a job. He feels tired but alive and stable. He loses the pleasure of getting things for free by robbing, but he now also doesn’t afraid of officers and soldiers coming for him. Zhang Dahei wants to live such a life in the future.

But without Warrior Lin’s protection, will the seventh prince let him go?

Zhang Dahei feels frustrated. At this moment, footsteps stop beside him, and he hears a gentle female voice.

“… the world is so big, men can go to everywhere. The place we are heading is the border. You can choose to go to Ying to start a new life.”

Well? Ying?

Zhang Dahei feels seawater splas.h.i.+ng into his eyes. Does a person like him deserve to have a new life? Maybe only powerful Warrior Lin has such an idea. She looks cold and indifferent, but she is actually very kind-hearted.

The sea breeze is gentle, and the sail is hollowed by the wind. The sea boat follows the tide and the wind, heading for Tianshui Port swiftly.