The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 525 - 303: The Golden Stone
The little girl took just a couple of seconds to realize he wanted to take her away, and she was so delighted that she almost jumped up and said, "Willing, I am willing!"
He wanted to take this little sweep star away, and of course, the Chief had no objections, especially since the young man had just saved the lives of all the villagers. Before leaving, the young man pointed out a direction, saying, "Just now, I saw from high above, thirty miles west from here, there are twinkling star-like lights, surely there are quite a few people living there. Do you want to go there for refuge?"
The Chief was overjoyed, almost on the verge of kowtowing to him. Grabbing the young man’s sleeve urgently, he said, "May I ask for your esteemed name, my Lord, so that our whole village can build a living temple for you!"
The young man was taken aback, and after a long while, he sheepishly said, "My surname is Wen, no, Ning. There’s no need for a living temple, I don’t deserve it." Saying this, he blew a whistle, and the Griffin flew over from the edge of the sky. He picked up Ali, gave a slight nod to the villagers, and jumped onto the Griffin.
The giant beast flapped its wings twice, and then soared into the clouds.
The sensation of rapid ascension made Ali hold tight to the young man’s arm, burying her head in his embrace, fearing that she might fall. It wasn’t until the Griffin soared high into the clouds and began to glide smoothly that her pounding heart gradually settled.
Looking down on the earth from high above, such magnificent scenery always leaves first-timers speechless. How could Ali be an exception? She only opened her eyes a slit to take a quick peek below, and her mouth opened in shock, unable to close again. All those high mountains and perilous peaks, which once terrified her, now rapidly receded beneath her feet, appearing like bold strokes on a giant painting. It is said there is limitless beauty amid perilous peaks, but only after ascending to the heavens does one realize how far the scenery atop those peaks lacks in comparison, so very far.
Ali was unaware that at the altitude of the Griffin, there were terrifying Divine Winds that could scrape flesh from bone on ordinary people. It was the Protective Gang Qi that the young man behind her extended, which protected her life without harm. She was a very brave girl. After the initial fear of flying at high altitude passed, she became curious about everything.
"Brother Ning, where are you taking me?"
The young man smiled and said, "To meet someone... perhaps two people. Ali, let me ask you first, have you really never seen a gold-colored stone?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎
Ali nodded with certainty, "Indeed, I have not."
"Do you still remember your parents?"
This time, she thought for a long time before exhaling and saying, "I don’t remember, not a single bit of an impression."
"Have you ever been ill or injured since you were a child?"
After pondering for a while, she still shook her head.
The young man sighed and said, "Ali, if we need your help, it might be a very challenging request, would you... would you be willing?"
Ali did not notice that he said "we," and blinked her eyes, "Of course I’m willing. As long as it’s something Brother Ning asks, I will definitely agree, no matter what." With that, a faint blush appeared on her face. But the young man seemed more troubled, not noticing her change in expression.
Even with the speed of the Griffin as fast as lightning, they flew for a very long time. When Ali was tired, she would sleep in the young man’s arms, and when she was awake, she would eat something — Brother Ning was always magical, able to bring out a variety of fruits, jerky, crisp pastries, each deliciously irresistible. Honestly, the men in the village never touched these sweet things, so she was puzzled why the young man would have these snacks with him. He told her with a hint of red on his face, it was a gift from his sister. "When I set off, she insisted on stuffing them into my hands."
The sun set in the west and then rose from the east. On the following morning, they finally reached their destination.
It was a peaceful small city, and the Griffin landed on a small house halfway up a hill, so it would not attract the attention of the people in the city. The yard had ancient trees with sprawling branches providing much of the cool shade, and evergreen vines covered two walls entirely. There was a shallow pond in the courtyard and a deep wine jar behind the door.
The swaying scenic beauty is deep within the courtyard garden.
Accustomed to the worldly life of the mountain village where chickens and dogs could be heard, Ali suddenly fell into such a quiet place and hurriedly looked around. Only then did she notice that there was a soft couch in the yard, with a girl leaning on it, a book laid open over her face. There was also a low table in front of the couch, a Jade Plate piled full of seasonal fruits, and a White Bird pecking at red cherries at the edge of the plate. Ali didn’t know that these fruits were cherries; she only wondered how they were nearly as big as Copper Coins and how such a small beaked bird could swallow them one by one?
