When Rong Yi and others came before the gate of Nine Void Sect, the guarding disciple examined their identities one by one.
Bu Qi brushed open the mask before the deacon who checked his identity last time. The deacon recognized him and immediately let them in.
After giving a look at Bu Qi’s ugly mask, Rong Yi asked flatly, “Is it because I know you so you are wearing a mask?”
If Rong Yi didn’t know him, there was no need for him to wear that thing at all.
“I don’t think so.” Bu Qi stopped and said, “If you want, I can take it off and show you my face.”
“OK. I am really wondering what you look like.” Actually Rong Yi was only saying it. He was feeling so strong to see his face.
“Master shifu, please be prepared.”
Rong Yi raised his eyebrows. Does he really want to show his face?
Bu Qi quickly took it off and immediately put it on at lightning speed.
Rong Yi, “…”
What the fuck! It was too fast. Who could see his face?
Bu Qi then said with a smile, “Did you see it, master shifu?”
Rong Yi also smiled back at him, “Nope! But you taught me one thing.”
“What is it?”
“When I teach you how to enchant in the future, I should also be at such speed. Given your ability, I bet you would be able to learn it well.”
“…” Bu Qi then wore a bitter face, “Master shifu, I am sorry. I shouldn’t have joked on you.”
“Too late. My disciple.” Rong Yi said with his hands before his chest, “Actually I wasn’t interested in what you look like. But now you intrigued my curiosity. So what to do?”
“Since you are curious, of course I should take it off to satisfy your curiosity.” Bu Qi quickly took off his mask again. But…there was another new mask on his face.
Rong Yi’s eye corner twitched. He grabbed his mask and smacked it on him, “Get lost!”
“Ah, master shifu, I swear I won’t fool you this time.” Bu Qi quickly caught up and took off the other mask, exposing a handsome face. Judging from the face, he was about 30 years old. But no one was sure of his actual age.
Only after he was sure that Rong Yi had seen his face clearly did he put it back on.
Rong Yi smiled, “Nice face. If you don’t wear a mask, I bet a lot of women would chase after you.”
Seeing he had no other expression, Bu Qi asked with his brows raised, “Is that it?”
“What else do you expect? Oh, right. You are not so handsome as my partner.”
Bu Qi, “…”
“Which peak is the chief at?”
Bu Qi took out his magic weapon and said, “Half Moon Peak.”
“Don’t tell me you still don’t know the way.”
“Of course I know. I often went there before.” This time Bu Qi didn’t go wrong. He directly took Rong Yi to Half Moon Peak, “Master shifu, I will go to see Immortal Yunyi. So I won’t go in with you. I will pick you up later.”
“OK.” Rong Yi then walked before the guarding disciple by the gate, “I am Rong Yi from Tianxu Peak. I am here to see the chief.”
The chief had already told them to let him in when he came. So on hearing it was Rong Yi, the guarding disciple immediately led him into the hall.
The gate of the hall was closed. So the disciple said with cap in hand, “Chief, Rong Yi from Tianxu Peak is here to see you.”
The chief who was meditating then said, “Let him in.”
Rong Yi, who was standing outside the hall, found the voice was quite familiar.
The guarding disciple then turned around and said to Rong Yi, “The chief is inside. You can go in by yourself.”
“Thank you.” Rong Yi pushed the door open and walked in. And he immediately saw a man sitting in the chair. He had a handsome face, but looked quite majestic between his brows. But Rong Yi was caught dumbfounded, “Bu Qi?”
What the fuck! Isn’t this guy Bu Qi?
The chief was also surprised. What did he call me?
“Didn’t you say you went to see Immortal Yunyi? What are you doing here? Are you worried that the chief might scold me, so you are here to check on me?” Rong Yi moved before him and patted his shoulder, grinning, “That’s my good disciple. Oh, you look quite dignified after changing your robes. But that makes you look more like a cultivator at Mahayana phase.”
He then sat next to ‘Bu Qi’, shook his own legs, “Is this the chair the chief usually sits on? Pretty good. As majestic as the king’s dragon chair. Only a little too hard. Your butt might hurt if you are sitting on it for too long. Besides, it has nothing special except that it looks good. Even no better than sitting on a spiritual stone, on which one could absorb the aura from the heaven and earth.”
‘Bu Qi’ lowered his head and looked at his own chair, “Quite reasonable.”
“Every word of me makes sense as always.” Rong Yi looked around, “Where is the chief?”
‘Bu Qi’ gave him a strange look, “He hasn’t come yet.”
At this time, a few disciples went in with some tea and spiritual fruit. They were astonished when they saw Rong Yi who was sitting next to ‘Bu Qi’. But they didn’t say anything and directly left in a hurry.
Rong Yi then sat up, walked to one side and took an antique from the treasure cabinet, “Why does the chief like displaying those useless things?”
“Useless things?” ‘Bu Qi’ walked to his side and took over the triangle cup from his hand, “This is made from the horn of predacon that has super powerful spiritual qi. It…”
Before he finished his words, Rong Yi said while pointing at a crack on it, “It has a crack, which means it has almost lost all its spiritual qi. When it’s totally gone, it’s only a few pieces of chips.”
‘Bu Qi’, “…”
But what he said totally made sense!
