My Master Disconnected Yet Again (Part 3)

Chapter 384: High-Key Entrance

Chapter 384: High-Key Entrance
Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

By the time Song Ren came to, it was three days later. The grievous energy in his body had all dissipated by then, and he returned to his old translucent self.

The only thing was... why was he hanging on the clothes-drying poles?

Exactly what happened?

"Hey! Are you dry?" Shen Ying climbed onto the windowsill and waved at him.

"Exalted Immortal Shen..." Song Ren paused. What did she mean by "dry"? She meant to ask if he was awake, right? He instinctively tried to float over to Shen Ying, but there was a bright flash of light that caused him to be hung back up on the pole. That was when he realized there was a translucent array surrounding him, causing him to be stuck on the clothes-drying pole. He could not even move. "He... here?"

"Oh, then you need not be afraid that the wind would carry you away," Shen Ying explained. She turned to address the man behind her. "Chef."

"Yes, Master." Yi QIng used one hand to conjure a seal which undid the array around Song Ren immediately.

It was then that Song Ren finally got down from the clothes-drying pole and floated indoors.

"Exalted Immortal, I... What has happened to me?" He looked absolutely confused. The last thing he remembered was going with Exalted Immortal Yi Qing to settle the problem with the deviant ghosts. How did he end up hanging on the drying pole?

"You don't remember anything?" Yi Qing frowned as he asked.

Song Ren stared blankly back at him, a mixed expression on his face. A moment later, he scrunched up his face and said, "I... don't know either. I think we arrived at some place with a lot... a lot of people."

Yi Qing started. Could it be that he was regaining his memories from before? "What else do you see?"

"I think... someone told me where to go." He was looking increasingly terrible as he tried his hardest to remember. After awhile, he shook his head. "I can't remember. I just feel like that place was extremely cold. Exalted Immortal, am I-"

"Yes." Yi QIng nodded. It looked like there was no way he could figure out where all of this grievous energy was coming from. Yun Heng, however, could help him.

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Ever since Yi QIng settled the bunch of remnant souls in the city, the city's Mystic cultivators began to treat him differently. Nevertheless, they remained suspicious of him. That was, of course, apart from Yun Heng, who seemed to be the idol of many, who used every last bit of effort he had to increase Yi Qing's popularity. The next day, when they went to the Mystic gates, they found the place crowded with many more Mystic cultivators.

Among them, however, there was not one person who believed in immortal cultivation like Yun Heng. Most of them listened with suspicion, and some even went so far as to make jokes out of what they were hearing. If Yi Qing had not gotten rid of all the remnant ghosts from the city, they probably would not even be standing there.

In fact, Yi Qing could understand. They have inherited hundreds of years of knowledge and experience. Now, somebody has tuned up to tell them that everything they have known was a mistake. Of course they would find it hard to accept. As for Yun Heng – he was at the Soul Formation stage. Of course he would be better able to grasp the Heavenly Dao compared to everybody else. For all Yi Qing knew, Yun Heng had begun to suspect the Mystic cultivation from early on. Perhaps that was why he so easily believed what Yi Qing was telling him.