flstandardbreds Chapter 128: Obsessed with Mechanical Engineering
Chapter 128: Obsessed with Mechanical Engineering
As night fell, the stars dotted the sky, and the bright moon hung high, illuminating the entire night sky. Under this tranquil sky, two people and a bird streaked through the darkness, moving forward at a speed as fast as a shooting star.
Linghua and Xinyang held onto Zhuxing tightly, leaning forward slightly, savoring the novelty and thrill of flight. The wind whistled past their ears, ruffling their hair, but they were oblivious. Linghua glanced around excitedly, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. "Wow! This is much faster than the journey you took me on before, and there are so many mountains here!" Linghua marveled at the magnificent scenery before her: the rolling hills stretched endlessly before her.
As time passed, the outline of Mount Ao Zang gradually became clearer. Its peak towered into the clouds, and above the mountainside, it was shrouded in thick mist, looming and giving off a mysterious feeling. Liu Yun steadily controlled Zhu Xing, leading Ling Hua and Xin Yang through the layers of mist, flying towards the summit.
Finally, they landed in an open area on the mountaintop. The air was fresh and pleasant, filled with the faint scent of flowers and grass. Linghua took a deep breath, feeling the gift of nature.
Liu Yun flapped his wings gently and said, "This is my residence. Your two senior sisters also learned the immortal arts from me here."
Following Liuyun's lead, the two entered the mansion. Upon entering, the first thing that caught their eye was a row of exquisite landscape paintings. Liuyun smiled and explained, "These were casually painted by me and a few old friends while touring Liyue. While not exquisite, they're still quite pleasing to the eye."
Liu Yun then led them to another room. This room was filled with all sorts of wondrous magical instruments. Liu Yun pointed to an empty space and said, "This is where I keep my magical instruments. Ping has already given you a pot, so place it here. This way, I can teach you about mechanical arts. It's getting late, so you should all go to bed. I'll be here early tomorrow morning."
After True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng left, Xinyang could no longer contain his joy and curiosity, and began to check out the immortal magic tools displayed in the house.
There are all kinds of cooking machines that can help people make delicious meals; there are also wind-chasing and skiing machines that allow people to gallop freely on the snow; there are even chore-sweeping machines that can help with cleaning... In addition, there are some never-before-seen drifting wood transporting machines, flower-feathered leaf-moon machines, and so on.
Seeing all these novel and interesting gadgets displayed before him, Xin Yang was so excited that he could hardly contain himself. After all, for a man, how could he resist the temptation of these strange little gadgets?
So, Xin Yang began to pick up these instruments one by one with great interest, carefully examining their appearance and delving into their internal structures. At the same time, Xin Yang also tried to inject elemental power into these instruments to see what kind of wonderful reaction this would produce.
Kamisato Ayaka watched all this quietly, feeling a bit troubled. Should she remind Xinyang that it was time to rest? Or should she let Xinyang have her fun first, then rest? Or should she wait for Xinyang to tire and stop on her own? Or should she just rest herself first?
After a long while, Linghua saw that Xinyang had no intention of stopping, so she said, "It's too late now. Let's go and rest first. You can't figure out anything by yourself now. Let's study together tomorrow when the master comes."
Xinyang replied nonchalantly: "It's okay, it's okay. I'm not smart, so I'll preview it first so that I don't fall behind too much tomorrow. You go and rest first. I'll assemble this and then go to rest." After that, Xinyang continued to focus on the magic weapon in his hand and studied it seriously.
Linghua shook her head helplessly, but still persuaded: "Okay, but don't be too tired, rest early." Then Linghua turned and left, leaving Xinyang alone busy in the house.
Time ticked by, and before he knew it, it was already late at night. Xinyang was still immersed in disassembling and reassembling the instruments, completely oblivious to the passage of time. Sometimes his brow furrowed in thought, sometimes his expression flashed with sudden enlightenment, entering a state of ecstasy.
It wasn't until the early morning, when it was barely light, that Linghua woke up and found Xinyang still hadn't returned. She couldn't help but worry. Without pausing for a moment, Linghua left the Chenge Pot and returned to the house, where she found Xinyang sitting on the floor, surrounded by various tools and parts. In his hand, he held a magical instrument, his eyes focused and full of curiosity.
"Xinyang..." Linghua called softly.
Xinyang finally came back to his senses, scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said, "Oh, did you have a nightmare? Why are you here?"
Linghua walked over to him and sat down, then asked with concern, "Do you know what time it is?"
Xinyang smiled and replied, "What time is it? It's only been a short while. Don't worry, I'll be back soon."
Linghua angrily scolded, "It's only a short while, and it's already the next morning! You haven't slept all night! Now, you, immediately, go back to bed!"
Xinyang looked outside the door in confusion. "Oh? Has it been all night? It's okay. I just think these things are too interesting. One night is not enough! Besides, I have figured out the principle of this magic weapon. Next time I can make it myself."
Linghua looked at Xinyang, who looked exhausted yet enthusiastic, and a wave of emotion welled up in her heart, a mixture of heartache and relief. She gently walked over, patted Xinyang's shoulder, and said softly, "I know you enjoy delving into these things, but you have to take care of yourself, too. No one can handle staying up late like this every day. Be good and get some sleep."
Hearing Linghua's caring words, Xinyang's heart warmed up, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile, and said: "Thank you for your concern, my wife. Don't worry, I'm fine."
At this moment, True Monarch Liuyun Jiefeng slowly walked into the room. Upon seeing the two, he couldn't help but tease, "Hey, you two are very studious. You get up earlier than me."
When Linghua heard the voice of Master Liuyun Jiefeng, an expression of dissatisfaction immediately appeared on her face. She pouted and said, "What's so good about learning? He didn't sleep all night and just tinkered with these things. I called him, but he didn't listen." As she spoke, Linghua glared at Xinyang next to her, her eyes full of anger.
Upon hearing this, True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng's expression suddenly grew serious. He walked up to Xinyang and lectured him, "You kid, I didn't accept you as my disciple to let you study on your own. Look at you, you can't even sleep now. How can you achieve anything in the future? Go to sleep right now, or pack up and leave the mountain."