The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics
Chapter 109 - 107 Qi Is Master Xuan Kong

Chapter 109: Chapter 107 Qi Is Master Xuan Kong

In a corner of the courtyard, the tung tree cast a large patch of cool shade.

Yun Qi wore a sky-blue puff-sleeve dress and a pair of little sandals. Her dark, bright eyes sparkled like fireworks igniting clusters of light.

"Little brother, you finally came to see me." Yun Qi’s voice was crisp and sweet, like the tinkling streams on a mountain.

The young man from the Capital City, full of nobility, walked forward with a smile, handing Yun Qi a delicate paper bag.

Yun Qi took it, her fair little hand reached into the bag and pulled out a pickled plum, popping it into her mouth, the tangy sweet and cool taste instantly filling her lips and tongue.

"I had the chef at home make these especially for you, kept in a small fridge on the way, they’re still fresh, right?" Qin Luo asked, a smile in his eyes and a slight curve on his lips.

The twelve-year-old boy, full of poise, with handsome features, his jawline bearing the sharp edges unique to a growing boy, like a newly sprouted bamboo, elegant and resilient, full of life.

Yun Qi nodded heavily, the tangy sweetness meeting her taste, she grinned in satisfaction, showing a mouth full of neat little white teeth.

"Brother, you should eat too."

Saying this, she frowned, unsure where to spit out the plum pit she bit into.

Qin Luo reached out his hand to catch it under her chin, seeing Yun Qi’s befuddled eyes, he laughed, "It’s okay."

Yun Qi, shy, spat out the cleanly sucked plum pit into Qin Luo’s palm.

Qin Luo closed his palm, clenched his fist, and hid it behind his back.

They exchanged smiles, distant white clouds rolled, branches and leaves swayed.

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At the balcony railing. Three people gasped in unison.

They looked at each other.

Yun Qiuce: "Not to stir trouble, but if it were me, I absolutely couldn’t tolerate this! Look, you two are proper brothers, right? When has Qi ever called you two so sweetly, huh? The brothers at home can’t compare to the ones outside, tsk tsk..."

He shook his head, full of meaningful expressions, playing the drama spirit.

Yun Kuang and Yun Zhao exchanged glances.

Yun Kuang: "Not to stir trouble, but see, yesterday Qi treated you well, then look at that kid down there, he shares your type of looks, yet he’s a bit more handsome, it shows Qi loves things connected to you!"

Yun Zhao gave them a bored look, "Insane!"

As he turned to leave, his cold expression cracked slightly.

Hmm, better find a corner with no one around and give myself a comforting hug.

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"Little brother, did you come to see me on your way, or do you have other matters?" Yun Qi sat on a long bench, swinging her feet.

Qin Luo sat at the other end, the wind lifting his hair, smooth like the clouds in the sky, his voice clear, slightly reproachful:

"Why didn’t you let me know beforehand when coming down the mountain? I came with pickled plums to visit you, and Taoist Wu You said you had already returned home."

Yun Qi lowered her head, embarrassed, "The family suddenly said to bring me home, I didn’t have time to tell you."

"Hmm, that’s alright. But I learned from Taoist Wu You that on the day you came down, Master Xuan Kong went on a journey and hasn’t been heard from since. Do you think it’s too coincidental?"

The boy’s natural elegance was apparent as he tilted his head slightly, with an uncommon touch of teasing on his delicate face.

Yun Qi dared not look at him, she blinked her big eyes, watching the spots of light dancing on her feet that filtered through the tree canopy.

It took a long while before she turned her head and, in full seriousness, said: "Alright, Qi is Master Xuan Kong, little brother must help keep the secret."

Qin Luo gave a cool smile, nodding heavily, "Mm."

A fleeting sigh crossed his heart, realizing the one who saved his life was Qi.

Last year, he was at the brink of death, untreatable by medicine, until his family went to Yuqing Temple to seek Master Xuan Kong, who saved his life.

Later, he and his family went up the mountain especially to thank Master Xuan Kong, but the Master, adhering to pre-set rules, did not show face nor meet guests.

He stayed on the mountain for several days, met Little Dumpling, and since then, they interacted as brother and sister, surprisingly getting along very well.

"Next time I come, I’ll bring you iced plum juice." Qin Luo smiled, looking at Little Dumpling beside him.

"Mm!" Yun Qi jumped off the high bench, her little voice clear. "Since I’ve eaten brother’s pickled plums, now let’s talk business, brother don’t worry, Qi is totally reliable."

Qin Luo looked surprised, "You can guess even that... which makes sense, you are Master Xuan Kong, I keep forgetting that."

Yun Qi shyly twisted her body, making the two men on the balcony from the Yun Family particularly displeased.

Qi has never been this shy in front of them.

"Actually, it’s about my grandfather. Last year, my grandfather assigned his six most trusted Hidden Guard to me, responsible for my daily security. A few months ago, my grandfather temporarily reassigned them to a mission in another location, and all six of them vanished without a trace. My grandfather has used all kinds of methods, but there’s no information at all. That’s why he thought of inviting a master to take a look."

Yun Qi nodded knowingly.

The Qin Family is the top family in the Capital City, a real noble family, and Qin Luo’s grandfather even has a military background.

It must be that Old Master wanted to invite a master, and Qin Luo guessed that she was Master Xuan Kong, so he took the initiative to handle this matter.

"Do you have any of their clothes or things they’ve used? Any one item will do."

Qin Luo: "All prepared, plus their birth dates and times, my grandfather said... It’s been so long, and all kinds of technical means have been used without any news, so we must be prepared for the possibility that they have long since passed."

Yun Qi nodded, Old Master Qin indeed has experienced many storms, his mental resilience is exceptionally strong.

"Then let’s do it now, brother, come with me."

Yun Qi said while naturally pulling Qin Luo’s hand, leading him into the room.

On the balcony, Yun Qiuce and Yun Kuang, their mouths were nearly sour with envy.

Qin Luo came well prepared this time, and he also brought quite a few people.

Of course, these people were just the surface, while many Hidden Guards were hiding outside the Yun Family’s door.

The attendant Yang Xiu brought the prepared clothing, Yun Qi only took a handkerchief, lit it, and threw it into the small incense burner.

Then her fingers traced in the air, drawing golden threads, outlining mysterious sharp talismans in the air.

Then she threw a piece of paper with the six birth dates and times into the incense burner, watching it get consumed by the flames.

The talisman in mid-air began to flow.

Qin Luo subconsciously stepped back half a step, his pale hands subtly covering his lips.

Suddenly around the golden talisman, intense black gas surged, with somber yin energy, then a blood-red light shot straight into the sky, accompanied by whistling wind carrying a shrill screech, as if someone were screaming hysterically, piercing the eardrums painfully.

"Cough cough..." Qin Luo’s face turned pale instantly, his eyes floating with ashen grey, and the keen wind tousled the lead-grey hair at his temples, adding an androgynous sickly beauty to him.

Finally, the fire in the incense burner extinguished, from it emerged a wisp of black smoke, rising rigidly to the sky, only to be scattered by the wind, drifting into the void.

Attendant Yang Xiu, nervous, wanted to support Qin Luo, but Qin Luo waved his hand to stop him.

A pleasant voice sounded:

"Qi, what’s the situation?"

Yun Qi tilted her head, somewhat reluctant to speak.

"Brother, grandfather guessed right, those six Hidden Guard are no longer."