The five of them sat down, leaving one seat empty. Jing Yi looked at it and furrowed his brows. This was … He finally remembered his cousin and bit his lower lip. Right, there was still her. He could only hope that she had changed in the past five years as well. He really didn’t want to have to be subjected to the same treatment as back then. Just remembering how she had always run after him whenever they met made him shudder.
Qiu Ling looked at his beloved, wondering what was going on. Was he cold? Then should he take out some more clothes for him to wear? But maybe that would be against the promise he had given Jing Yi before?
Before he could decide, Jing Yi’s uncle leaned over the table, smiling brightly. “Jing’er, why don’t you tell us about your time in the Yun Zou Sect? Did you see any immortals?”
Jing Yi blinked his eyes and then glanced at Qiu Ling. Most likely … even this person sitting at the table with them was one? Anyway, even if he wasn’t, he was pretty sure that Qiu Ling’s Master was. Thus he nodded. “Yes. Although I’ve only seen them from afar. There was a big event there not too long ago where a lot of people from other sects came to visit. It was some kind of competition.”
Zhong Gang excitedly nodded his head. “So they actually have something like that! That must have been exciting.”
Jing Yi thought back and nodded in a daze. To be honest, he couldn’t remember too much of the competition. There hadn’t been too many fights before Qiu Ling approached him and made that proposal. Everything after that … It was kind of like a blur. His thoughts just hadn’t been there. “It was very … impressive. You know that Shao Hai also went to the Yun Zou Sect, don’t you?”
Zhong Gang furrowed his brows and nodded. “Oh, sure. That brat ran away a few days after you had left with those disciples. Shao Chen looked everywhere for him. Couldn’t believe that his son actually had the gall to do something like that.”
Jing Yi grimaced. He hadn’t thought that his simple question would get such a response. “Well, anyway, Shao Hai is learning to be a practitioner now.”
Zhong Gang raised his brows. “A practitioner? What do you mean?”
Jing Yi glanced at Qiu Ling in the hope that he would correct him if he got anything wrong and tried to explain. “Well, back in the village, everyone only ever talked about Daoist immortals. But when I went to the Yun Zou Sect, I found out that there are actually two types of them. There are cultivators and then there are practitioners. Practitioners use swords while cultivators use spiritual energy.”
Zhong Gang looked at him in a daze. “So there are different types of immortals?” He had always thought they were all the same. Well, other than those demonic practitioners. But that shouldn’t have anything to do with that, should it? No, no, they were talking about good immortals. “Then what about you? Are you also such a … practitioner?”
Jing Yi awkwardly looked at his uncle. What was he supposed to say now? “Well …”
Before Jing Yi could explain further, Qiu Ling chipped in. “He is trying to learn both. It’s something very rare but the Sect Master does it too. I think they call that dual cultivators?” He glanced at Jing Yi, hoping that he could share some knowledge if he knew any better. After all, he had only heard some simple things from Fu Min and the others before he came to the Yun Zou Sect and then had only heard some stuff every now and then while following his beloved in the Yun Zou Sect. He only knew about this dual cultivators thing because some people had gossiped about that super handsome Sect Master.
Mn, if they asked him, then the Sect Master wasn’t anything much. He might be slightly good-looking for a human but he couldn’t compare with him at all. And anyway, what was so good about dual cultivating? He could also do that! And he was definitely better than that Sect Master. No need for his beloved to concern himself with him. Well, he was still useful for pulling out when explaining to his beloved’s family.
Thankfully, Jing Yi had no idea what Qiu Ling was actually thinking about and was instead happy that he had provided that information so timely. He gave him a thankful smile before he turned back to his uncle. “That’s right. I do have spirit veins so I can become a cultivator but I’m not sure if it’s such a good idea. My talent probably isn’t very high. So Shao Hai suggested that he could teach me what he’s learning as a practitioner for the time being.”
“Oh, so it was like that.” Zhong Gang nodded his head but didn’t know what more to say. He didn’t know much about practitioners or cultivators and could only go from what he had heard before. He pondered and then finally still asked what he had been wondering about before. “Say, if practitioners use swords, then what about those demonic practitioners? Do they also all use swords?”
Madam Zhong jolted, her brows twitching when she heard the words ‘demonic practitioner’. This again? Was it never going to end?
Jing Yi glanced at her, wondering what her reaction might be about. His mother had only told him about the nice Daoist Master that had helped him when he had been born but hadn’t bothered to bring up the rumors that had circulated in the village afterward. She didn’t want her son to feel that anything was wrong with him after all.
When his mother didn’t say anything, Jing Yi thought that he might not have seen right. He didn’t think about it any longer and instead thought about his uncle’s question. “I’m not too sure about that either. I’ve never seen a demonic practitioner.” He turned to Qiu Ling, curiosity written in his eyes. “Qiu Ling, do you know anything about that?”
Qiu Ling happily perked up. Ah, it really felt good to be the focus of his beloved’s attention! “Mn, I heard of that. It seems that the explanation is that ‘practitioner’ is actually the broader term since you can practice a lot of things. Whether it be sword arts or some demonic cultivation technique. Since it’s often not known what those demonic practitioners actually do, they’re mostly referred to as practitioners instead of cultivators.”
“So it was like that.” Jing Yi nodded, feeling that he understood a bit better. “In other words, even a cultivator … I mean a righteous cultivator could also be called a practitioner if you didn’t know for sure what they learned?”
Qiu Ling pondered and then nodded. “That seems to be the case.”
Jing Yi looked at him, unable to believe that this person had really only been in the Yun Zou Sect for five years as well. Most likely, he should have been there before and had just said that to make him feel closer to him, right? There was no way he could know all these things without having been a cultivator for a long time.
He almost wanted to ask but just then, steps sounded from the staircase and finally, his cousin emerged, her gaze indicating that she would once again cause trouble.