Chapter 270: 62 Sending Miss Shi into the Secret Realm

Almost ten days had passed.

Unable to find the entrance to the secret realm, Shi Liuli’s initial fascination had gradually turned into restlessness, gloom, and even despair.

“I don’t want to look anymore!” In Jinyun Temple’s guestroom, Miss Shi rolled around on the bed, “You look for it, you look for it, you look for it…”

Luo Yan immediately showed a worried and troubled expression, but thought to himself:

Of course I can look for you, but we still have to wait another two days.

“I’ve decided!” She suddenly jumped out of bed, “It’s been so many days, father must be very worried. Sigh, I’m really unfilial…”

Miss Shi said as she started to walk out, scaring Luo Yan into action as he hurriedly tried to stop her, saying:

“How about we look one more time? If we still don’t find any clues, we’ll go back.”

“Hmm…” Shi Liuli looked at Luo Yan, and for some reason, suddenly felt a twinge of guilt.

She knew that her little junior brother hadn’t originally planned to bring her along. It was she who, upon hearing the words ‘secret realm,’ insisted on following him here.

And now that she couldn’t find the secret realm, she was venting her frustration on her junior brother and clamoring to return first?

With this thought, a sense of guilt surged in her heart.

So she slowed her tone, showed a gentle smile, and said:

“Alright then. Let’s go have another look.”

The two left the Taoist temple and headed toward Ruan Lang Pavilion.

It was colder in the mountains recently, and the grass and leaves by the roadside were covered with a bright, white frost.

Walking beside Shi Liuli, Luo Yan caught a glimpse of the young lady’s listless appearance from the corner of his eye and felt somewhat helpless inside.

I’m doing all this to save you, and yet you resent me for it… Tsk.

Returning to Ruan Lang Pavilion, Shi Liuli sat down in the pavilion and looked around boredly.

In the past ten days, she had searched every inch of the pavilion, stopping just short of prying it up and digging three feet into the ground.

Therefore, Miss Shi currently had no interest in continuing the search—because she had no idea where else she could possibly look.

Luo Yan, as if performing magic, took out a brazier and a wine pot from the storage bag he had prepared in advance, and smiled, saying:

“If we want to find an ancient secret realm, I think we should start with the story of Ah Jing.”

Miss Shi, not too obtuse herself, saw the wine pot and suddenly realized:

“Are you saying we should get as drunk as Ah Jing did, and then, as the legend says, we might be guided into the secret realm by immortals while in a daze?”

Luo Yan: ……

No, if someone really appears while you’re dead drunk, they’re probably up to no good. And you’re still willing to follow them?

He didn’t want to criticize Miss Shi’s bizarre ideas, but instead he continued:

“Let’s just give it a try first. Maybe it’ll work?”

“Alright, I’ve never drunk alcohol before…” Miss Shi watched as Luo Yan warmed the wine, looking a little nervous.

“Big senior brother loves to drink so much, he’s never tricked you into drinking?” Luo Yan asked incredulously.

He still remembered the time when Linghu Chu invited him to drink Zhu Guo wine, claiming it “could enhance half a Jiazi’s Qi Refinement cultivation.”

It was only after drinking he was told, “It’ll take about thirty years to digest the wine’s effects.”

“Actually, I’ve drunk once.” Shi Liuli said as she rested her chin in her hand, “When I was little… well, about waist-high compared to now, big senior brother tricked me into drinking what he called ‘Osmanthus wine,’ and told me it was sweet.”

“And then?” Luo Yan thought, Linghu Chu, you dare to deceive even a little girl?

“Then my father caught us.” Shi Liuli chuckled, “Big senior brother got a beating.”

Luo Yan was speechless, thinking that having been caught by Elder Shi Ding, the doting father, Linghu Chu would likely never dare to trick Miss Shi into drinking again.

Soon the wine was warm, and Luo Yan first poured a cup for Miss Shi before filling his own.

“Drinking this, we shouldn’t use True Yuan to counteract the alcohol, right?” Shi Liuli held up her cup, hesitantly asking.

“Of course.” Luo Yan said, “Ah Jing got ‘dead drunk.’ How can you activate the secret realm if you remain sober?”

“You sound so sure, junior brother?” Shi Liuli huffed, “If I get drunk and the secret realm still doesn’t appear, you’re finished, I’m telling you.”

“Sister, when you’re drunk, what can you do?” Luo Yan started with a smile on his face, then suddenly realized his mistake and quickly shut his mouth.

Why did it sound like I was planning to take advantage of her while she was drunk?

“Alright, I do need to do some things to her, but it’s all for her own good!”

Shi Liuli had no suspicions, merely lifting the cup to her lips and taking a light sip.

“So bitter! And a bit spicy… not tasty at all,” she stuck out her little tongue, making an adorably playful frown.

“Hang in there, Senior Sister,” Luo Yan said with keen eyes, “Finish this cup!”

“Why don’t you drink?” Shi Liuli said angrily, “Trying to get me drunk… burp, right?”

“That’s not it at all!” Luo Yan immediately put on an aggrieved expression, “If that secret realm truly requires one to be drunk to enter, how can you do so without getting drunk, Senior Sister?”

“Really?” Shi Liuli’s doubtful gaze swirled around him, but in the end, she believed her good junior brother with whom she spent day and night, and thus she raised her cup and downed it in one gulp.

“Senior Sister, bravo! Have another!” Luo Yan hurriedly, diligently poured her more wine.

“Senior Sister has a really good capacity for liquor, can you still drink?”

“Senior Sister, I see you in a new light, here’s a full cup for you.”

After three rounds of drinks, Shi Liuli was already a bit tipsy, and suddenly she slammed the table and called out:

“You… Junior Brother, why aren’t you drinking? Trying to get me drunk, and then… have your way with me, right?”

“Senior Sister, one can drink recklessly, but words must not be spoken lightly!” Luo Yan retorted right away, “Elder Brother was nearly beaten to death by Master just for tricking you into drinking; if I dared to have any improper thoughts about you, would Master not directly extract my soul and spirit?”

“That’s also true,” Shi Liuli mumbled, after all, the word “father” always gave her a great sense of security.

So she gave Luo Yan a sideways glance, smugly saying:

“I bet you wouldn’t dare.”

That glance was coquettish and amorous, filled with allure, causing Luo Yan to also feel his mouth go dry and his tongue parched.

Miss Shi was naturally beautiful and delicate, the top-tier representation of the delicate beauty type, only her childlike speech usually prevented people from harboring any thoughts about her.

Now that she was slightly drunk, she became even more innocently charming, almost irresistible…

Of course, Luo Yan could not be swayed; after all, he had received professional training, so he just poured wine for himself with a smile, drank it all under Senior Sister’s watchful eyes, and then quietly circulated his True Yuan to refine it.

Seeing him drink as well, Shi Liuli finally let go of her last cautiousness and started to drink fuzzily.

“Senior Sister?” Luo Yan, seeing she had drunk about enough, tried calling out, “Senior Sister?”

“Hmm?” Shi Liuli swayed, seemingly about to lay down on the table, but still trying to hold herself up.

“Ah Jing!” Luo Yan called out urgently.

“I’m here.” The Kunlun Mirror immediately cast the Mirror Flower Water Moon Illusion Technique on Shi Liuli.

This Illusion Technique contained very secretive psychological suggestions that could make one mistake Chen Guanshui for Qiu Changtian, Ling Yunpo, Luo Yan, and other personas, and it was naturally usable for other purposes as well.

Now that Miss Shi was already out of her senses, how could she resist Ah Jing’s Illusion Technique? She thought she was in her bedroom and slowly lay down on the ground intending to sleep.

Suddenly, she saw characters seemingly etched on the bedroom wall.

She strained her eyes to look, her gaze falling on a lower recess of the cliff. She had only read half of the little poem there when her entire being suddenly vanished.

She had been transported into the secret realm.

Excellent! Luo Yan’s spirits soared, and he immediately lay on the ground too, entering the secret realm.

Within the secret realm, at the end of the cavern, Shi Liuli could no longer fend off the drowsiness and began to sleep soundly right where she was.

Luo Yan carefully picked her up and then walked towards the valley ahead.

Pushing open the great doors of “King’s Mansion,” Luo Yan placed Shi Liuli on the ground, bowed to the Taoist apparition inside, and said:

“This junior pays respects to King. I have an inconvenient request and hope the senior will consider it.”

“What request?” The Taoist apparition turned around and spoke indifferently.

“This junior wishes to seek shelter in your esteemed land for my Senior Sister and ask that you not reveal that I brought her here,” Luo Yan earnestly said, “In a few days, this junior will surely send someone to fetch her back.”

“That should be fine,” the Taoist apparition nodded, “This secret realm was built to aid the younger generation, and there’s no reason to turn anyone away.”

“When she wakes up, I’ll treat her as a trialist, let her face the trials, nothing more will be said.”

“Thank you, senior.” This response was within Luo Yan’s expectations—he had long maxed out the good feelings of the senior and had a fairly good grasp of his disposition.

So, he bowed again and then extended his hand to press several major acupoints on Shi Liuli, infusing True Yuan, and quickly neutralizing the alcohol in her body.

About five breaths later, Shi Liuli slowly came to.

By then, Luo Yan had already run off without a trace.