Gateway of Immortality

Chapter 102: Leaving the Market

Bang! Bang!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the courtyard door, startling both master and servant who were in the middle of their meal.

Uncle Zhou furiously jumped to his feet. "That scoundrel is here again! I’m going to fight him!"

Song Ying quickly pulled him back. "Don’t be angry, Uncle Zhou. Let him say whatever he wants. In the market, he wouldn’t dare actually lay a hand on us mortals. You just need to keep the gong ready. If he tries anything, he’ll get into big trouble."

Uncle Zhou clenched his fists in frustration. "But, Miss, your whole life is being ruined by this!"

Song Ying adjusted her veil. She knew that the veil couldn’t hide her from the eyes of an immortal cultivator. She had always been careful, never wandering about unnecessarily. Yet, despite her precautions, an immortal cultivator had caught sight of her true face, and since then, he had been relentlessly pestering her.

Fortunately, the rules of Shaohua Mountain were strict, and Song Ying's background wasn't ordinary. The man dared not cross the line.

Still, Song Ying knew that this couldn’t last forever. The divide between mortals and immortals was vast. Even if his cultivation level was low, the man had countless ways to deal with a mere mortal like her. So, she endured his harassment, never daring to provoke him.

Creak.

Song Ying opened the main door, only to be surprised by what she saw: the man was standing at the door with a serious expression.

Though he still reeked of alcohol, his gaze no longer had the lecherous glint it once did, and he refrained from saying anything inappropriate. Instead, he bowed deeply and spoke with utmost respect, "Miss Song, I was blind and ignorant before. Please forgive me and give me a chance to make amends. I swear I will never appear before you again. If I break this vow, may the heavens strike me down with lightning!"

Song Ying was utterly stunned, unable to understand why this scoundrel had suddenly changed his attitude.

After making his solemn vow, the man turned to the side, nodding and bowing, nervously offering a fawning smile. "Senior, does this satisfy you?"

Qin Sang stepped out from the shadows, his voice cold. "Get lost. If I see you again, I’ll skin you alive!"

"Yes, yes! I’m leaving right now!"

The young man scrambled away, not daring to look back.

Qin Sang turned to the still bewildered Song Ying, his tone much softer. "Young lady, you must be Song Ying, correct?"

Clutching the door ring tightly, Song Ying replied, "Immortal, I am Song Ying. Thank you for driving away that vile person. I am deeply grateful."

"You know about the sword will decree?"

Qin Sang asked, "Why are you telling me this?"

Song Ying nodded. "Before my brother left in a hurry, he managed to leave me a letter. The letter mentioned this secret and told me to remember it. I’ve been waiting for my brother’s return, but now... I am just a mortal, and keeping this secret means nothing anymore. I wonder if you would be willing to take the sword will decree. If so, I will retrieve it for you."

This was precisely what Qin Sang had come for. Hearing Song Ying’s words, he realized she was exceptionally intelligent and saw no need to feign politeness. He asked directly, "What do you want in return?"

Song Ying seemed to have thought this through long ago and decisively replied, "I only have two requests. First, please take us away from Wenyue Market, to settle us in a mortal kingdom where we can live peacefully. Second, if I have a child in the future who possesses spiritual roots, please take them as a disciple. We can establish a contract with the manager of Wenyue Market as a witness."

These two requests took Qin Sang by surprise.

He had originally thought that Song Ying would ask him to help reclaim the ancestral home. He had even been thinking about how to persuade her or promise that he would deal with the Li Family once he had enough power.

He never expected her to want to leave Wenyue Market altogether. Once a mortal left, there was no coming back.

Song Ying smiled bitterly. "Even if you help me reclaim the ancestral home, what would that accomplish? For us mortals, possessing such valuable things only brings disaster. Could we really hold onto it? I’ve long understood that in the eyes of immortal cultivators, mortals are no different from pigs. But if I possess martial skills in the mortal world, I can at least protect myself and avoid being bullied."

Some seeked immortality in vain, while others feared it as if it were a deadly tiger.

Qin Sang sighed deeply and said earnestly, "These two things are not difficult. If your child has a good aptitude and I am fortunate enough to break through to the Foundation Building Realm, I will take them as my disciple. Introducing them to Shaohua Mountain will not be a problem either."

...

Three days later.

Qin Sang led Song Ying and her companions to find the manager of Wenyue Market.

Among them was a young man who had privately pledged his life to Song Ying. He had a good character and didn’t care about Song Ying’s past.

Previously, the two had only dared to express their feelings in secret, afraid of provoking the immortal cultivator. Now, they could finally be together openly, and the young man was willing to accompany Song Ying back to the mortal world.

Under the manager’s witness, the two set their contract, though the matter of the sword will decree was, of course, left unmentioned.