OMF V7C119 Who to Ask?

Qiang Yan finally said goodbye to Bai Mu to let him have more time with Nie Huang. Before the pill was finished, it wouldn’t be a good idea to bother them too much. No, they would certainly want to spend as much time with each other as possible considering that they had missed out on so much before and still couldn’t be sure that things would work out. Well, hopefully, they wouldn’t have to wait much longer until they would have certainty.

Qiang Yan put the transmission stone away and then went back to the place in front of the God of Medicine’s study where he had waited before. Leaning against the wall, his thoughts couldn’t help but travel back to the issue with the Chun Feng Sect. A trueborn god might not be able to interfere or at least shouldn’t do so but an ascended deity wouldn’t have the same restrictions.

Naturally, Leng Jin Yu couldn’t be asked to do this. He would have to stay with his husband, especially if the Chun Feng Sect wanted to drag him out and imprison him. But there were other people in the Nine Heavens. In fact, in a place like the capital, the ascended deities might even make up half of the population. He could casually point at somebody and the chances were high for them to have ascended.

It would be best if he could find somebody who hadn’t ascended too long ago though. In that case … maybe he should go and have a look at the youngsters in the courtyard of the idle gods? If he remembered right, then Leng Jin Yu had been friendly with a few of them. Maybe they would like to help him and his lover out a bit?

Qiang Yan pondered but finally sighed and shook his head at himself. It was a good idea but it would be bad to involve too many people. Sure, he could just make this a mission for them but then what? If they found out about Jinde … It might not be very likely but it was a possibility. He couldn’t let that happen. He had to make sure that his nephew’s interests wouldn’t be impaired.

But then who? Qiang Yan faintly thought of the two guards that were normally responsible for guarding Jing He’s palace but both of them were trueborn gods. In fact, that had been one of the reasons why they had been chosen: The Heavenly Emperor had thrown a fit and demanded that the people staying in proximity to his previous son could only be of unquestionable heritage. If somebody went back in the lineage of Mu Kun and Huang Lan, there might not be an ascended deity for the last five to ten generations!

Unfortunately, he really couldn’t think of anybody who could be trusted not to jeopardize Jing He’s interests and would know about the situation in the human world. Ah, this really was maddening! Was there nothing he could do?

He continued to ponder but he couldn’t think of anybody. Most people he associated with were in high positions. Not only weren’t they trueborn gods but they also couldn’t be tasked with something like this. It wasn’t like any of them would do him a favor just because …

Qiang Yan paused. Well, there was one person who might do him a favor. But Li Yin probably wasn’t the right person for this job. He did have some people in the mortal realm that dealt with people who were warranted to ascend but he likely wouldn’t have any information on the people of the Chun Feng Sect if this wasn’t true for any of them. And, well, cultivators and practitioners were still slightly different from the other people that were allowed to ascend and wouldn’t be under strict surveillance. But thinking of that … there was somebody who might be able to help him out.

Qiang Yan smiled and then looked around, finally going back to the entrance of the Temple of Medicine. Anyway, it would still take a lot of time until the pill for Nie Huang was refined. He might as well go and have a small chat first. Before he went out, he did notify one of the physicians though so that somebody would have an eye on the study of the God of Medicine and come notify him immediately when the pill had been refined. Then, he made his way over to the palace of the Fate’s Scribe.

Seeing Qiang Yan walk in, Shun Tao’s expression was slightly strained. He didn’t know why the God of War had come by but he didn’t have a good feeling about this. Something about this guy’s expression was just off.

Qiang Yan didn’t mind the cross look at all and just went over to Shun Tao’s desk and took a seat. “Fate’s Scribe. We haven’t seen each other in a while.”

“Mn.” Shun Tao couldn’t bring himself to say anything else. Considering that he was still under house arrest because of the matter with the crown prince, he’d much rather not see anybody if he could prevent it somehow. Each person that walked through that door might just bring further trouble.

Qiang Yan pretended that he didn’t know, leaned back and crossed his legs. “I’m sorry for bothering you but there’s something I’d like to know. Would you mind taking a look at some scrolls of fate for me?”

Shun Tao forced himself to smile. He really wanted to ask of the God of War would leave immediately if he did that but he knew that it wouldn’t help. He could only deal with matters when they came. “Which ones?”

“A few people of the Chun Feng Sect.”

Shun Tao’s brows twitched. “Why is it the Chun Feng Sect of all places? Don’t tell me Hong Bao has made trouble again?!”

Qiang Yan raised his brows. So the Fate’s Scribe actually knew that she was in the Chun Feng Sect … “Eh, you wouldn’t actually have fallen in love with her, would you?” He couldn’t help but laugh at that notion. Ah, if that really happened … it would be way too amusing!

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