Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 82: Listening to the Song for an Entire Day on the Flower Boat, Taking the Spring Quarter Examination (1)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The small boat gently rippled and moved. Under the surprised and envious gazes of many scholars on the long dike, it slowly sailed under the flower boat in the middle of the lake.

When An Le boarded the boat, many scholars’ eyes turned red with envy.

Fairy Yun Rou was on the flower boat. What right did this child have to board this flower boat? One had to know that even if someone threw out ten thousand Origin Spirit Coins, it would be difficult for them to board the boat and meet Fairy Yun Rou!

No one knew the young man’s identity. Many people began to inquire. Curiosity, doubt, envy, and other emotions surged by West Lake, crushing the peace of the spring morning.

Liu Yue put his hands behind his back. Although there was envy on his face, it was only envy. It was more of a matter of course, because this young man was Master An, who was famous in Lin’an.

Looking at the many scholars and Confucians who were beating their chests and stamping their feet, the corners of his lips could not help but curl up.

It wasn’t strange for Master An to board the ship. This was after he rejected the invitation time and again.

Liu Yue watched as the youth boarded the flower boat and gradually disappeared from his sight. He couldn’t help but heave a sigh of relief. He knew that this Master An was someone he couldn’t reach. Not only because of his talent, but also because Liu Yue vaguely guessed that this Master An was a cultivator.

In Great Zhao, the difference between ordinary scholars and cultivators was too great.

However, such a talented and cultivated Master An was willing to travel the long dike with a small fry like him.

Liu Yue’s desire to do well in the examination intensified. Only by topping List B and becoming an official in the court could he barely be qualified to continue touring West Lake with Master An.

With this thought in mind, Liu Yue stopped lingering around West Lake with his many scholar friends. He turned around and returned to the inn to study hard.

There were only two to three days left until the Spring Quarter Examination opened. Although he was very confident in his talent, he had to be fully prepared.

It was precisely because he was looking forward to it that he worked even harder.

This was the first time An Le had boarded a flower boat. It felt like… that was all there was to it. There were no special emotions.

On the deck of the ship, Fairy Yun Rou was wearing a veil and carrying a charred-tailed zither on her back. She was gentle and quiet, her watery eyes looking at An Le.

“Greetings, Fairy Yun Rou.” An Le smiled and cupped his fists.

“Master An, you must be joking. I’m only at the fourth realm. How can I dare to call myself a fairy?” Yun Rou chuckled. Her voice was soft and crisp like pearls falling onto a jade plate.

“Back then, I condensed the Inner Core at the age of 18 and thought that I was extremely talented. I knew that I was a genius, but in the end, I was not that talented after all.

“After that, I was valued by Teacher and accepted into the sect to teach me cultivation. Now, I’m only at the Body Tempering Mystic Intent Realm. Compared to Master An’s talent, I’m far inferior,” Yun Rou said softly and brought An Le into the flower boat pavilion.

Upon reaching the second floor, he could see the scenery around West Lake. The water was sparkling and clear. It was a different feeling.

It had to be said that the West Lake had a better view and a more pleasant scenery when he was right in the middle of it.

“In just a short period of time, Young Master An went from knowing nothing about cultivation to stepping into Body Tempering and Spirit Refinement. You’re really powerful and talented. Teacher often praises you.”

Yun Rou also looked at the scenery outside the boathouse, but she had been watching it every day and was already tired of it.

An Le was intrigued. “May I ask Miss Yun Rou if your teacher is the Sixth Mountain Lord?”

Miss Yun Rou’s eyes curved. “That’s right.”

An Le was not too surprised. After all, he had guessed it before. When he heard this, he said, “Mountain Lord once gave me the Ink Pool Sword. I’m very grateful. ”

“There are 3,000 hidden swords in Teacher’s Mortal Sword Case. The Ink Pool Sword is only one of them. To Teacher, it’s like taking a ladle of water. It’s also Ink Pool Sword’s choice to go to Young Master An.” Yun Rou said.

The Ink Pool Sword’s grade was not high to begin with, but now, looking at it, the Ink Pool Sword already had the trend of breaking through the sixth-grade Dharma treasure and entering the fifth-grade.

This meant that Ink Pool Sword was a good match with An Le.

Her teacher had once said that when choosing Dharma treasures, the user is also being chosen at the same time. The two of them had to nurture each other to improve.

“Teacher has been nagging recently on why Young Master An doesn’t go to the Sixth Mountain for a walk. The sword qi in the mountain is quite helpful to Young Master An.” Yun Rou said.

Her tone seemed to express the grievances of the Sixth Mountain Lord.

When An Le heard this, he could not help but be amused. “The Spring Quarter Examination is imminent. When it ends, I will definitely bring a pot of old yellow wine and climb the mountain to drink with the Mountain Lord.” Fairy Yun Rou could not help but nod: “Then I will pass this message to teacher.”

Yun Rou seemed to have invited An Le to board the flower boat purely to chat.

Perhaps it was because An Le was valued by her teacher and wanted to be a Mountain Guardian, but if An Le had agreed at that time, Yun Rou and An Le would have been from the same lineage.

“Miss Yun Rou, I have a question. Since you are Mountain Lord’s Mountain Guardian, why did you come to the pleasure boat to be the courtesan of the mortal world?”

This had always been a question in An Le’s mind.

Fairy Yun Rou had status, background, and cultivation, but she was willing to be a courtesan. No matter how elegant the courtesan was, it was still a lowly job.

Fairy Yun Rou did not mind and said, “Young Master An, my teacher cultivates the Mortal Sword Dao and has three thousand hidden swords in his case. When he was young, he was famous for being a prodigal son. He lingered in pleasure boats and brothels and wrote poems and lyrics for the women of the mortal world. He painted and composed music for them. He was extremely flirtatious.”

When An Le heard this, he couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows. “He wandered around among the flowers but didn’t let a single leaf touch him. Impressive..”