The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#273 - Little Marquis

Falling from the ground towards the sky was a first for Lu Jing.

At this moment, he felt like gravity had been suddenly reversed, but since he had been standing upside down on the ground before, the feeling was similar to falling normally.

It was just that the surrounding scenery looked a little strange. Wherever his eyes fell, whether it was houses or trees, everything was upside down.

Even the birds flying past him had their bellies facing upwards.

However, the distance of thirty zhang was only a blink of an eye. Lu Jing didn't even have time to appreciate it before his toes touched the water surface.

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If he remembered correctly, the world record for high diving in his previous life was only about sixty meters, which was roughly equivalent to jumping from a height of twenty stories.

Any higher than that, and the human body would have a hard time withstanding it.

The instant Lu Jing's soles touched the water surface, he felt a powerful force, but at the same time, those mysterious red纹路纹路 also emerged from under his skin, protecting his body in time.

And then the cushioning effect of the water began to take effect, gradually slowing down his speed.

Only a 'plop' sound was heard, and Lu Jing was already in the lake.

But when he looked around, he found that the surrounding scenery was still upside down. The swimming fish and aquatic plants were no different from when he looked up from the ground.

So he didn't hesitate any longer and immediately set off to swim to the other side.

He swam another twenty zhang or so.

Lu Jing was finally able to vaguely see the scenery on the shore through the water surface. This was indeed a valley, and it looked quite large.

There were many rocks and steep cliffs all around, and the mountains were lush and green. There were also fairy cranes skimming across the lake, their feathers brushing the water surface, stirring up ripples.

Lu Jing floated up from underwater and first checked the three baskets of vegetables and fruits. They were still tied to the carrying pole and didn't seem to be damaged much, which relieved him.

Then he saw a pair of curious eyes on the opposite bank.

The person was about sixty or seventy years old, wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, holding a fishing rod in one hand and a wine gourd in the other, a typical fisherman's attire.

A moment later, before Lu Jing could speak, the old fisherman opened his mouth first, "Are you from the academy?"

Lu Jing nodded.

"A teacher? No, the academy shouldn't have such a young teacher." The old fisherman answered himself, "Could it be this year's newcomer? Why are you carrying three big baskets?"

"Uncle Wu Han asked me to deliver vegetables to someone." Lu Jing answered as he swam towards the shore. Seeing this, the old fisherman took the initiative to cast his fishing hook towards Lu Jing. The latter grabbed the fishing line and borrowed a little strength, then leaped ashore from the lake.

"Good qinggong!" The old fisherman praised, but then asked strangely, "Why are you all wet? Don't you use the Water Avoidance Spell?"

"I haven't learned any magic," Lu Jing said truthfully.

However, he also had a solution to this situation. He directly activated his inner force to the extreme, making his body heat up. Before long, he had steamed the clothes on his body dry.

The old fisherman on the side seemed a little stunned. It wasn't that this trick was difficult to do, but it consumed a lot of internal force. Basically, no one would use their precious true qi like this.

However, this kind of consumption was insignificant to the amount of internal force stored in Lu Jing's dantian, and it was automatically replenished in a few breaths.

"Are the young people in the martial world already this powerful?" The old fisherman sighed.

"That's not necessarily the case," Lu Jing tidied up his clothes, then cupped his hands and said, "Can I ask you about three people? They all live in this valley."

"Ask," the old fisherman nodded.

"I'm here to find the Young Marquis, Ding Liu, and the medicine boiler."

"Then you're in luck. There are only two people left to find."

Lu Jing was stunned, "Are you Ding Liu?"

"No, I am the Young Marquis," the fisherman said leisurely.

Lu Jing recalled Wu Han's advice, and forcibly resisted the urge to complain. He didn't ask the old fisherman why a fisherman would have such a noble name as Young Marquis.

However, for the sake of caution, he still asked, "How can you prove it?"

"It's just a basket of vegetables and fruits. I don't need to impersonate anyone for this little thing," the old fisherman shook his head.

Lu Jing thought it made sense, so he planned to take a basket of vegetables and fruits from the carrying pole, but then he heard a voice say, "If you give him that basket of things, you won't be able to complete Wu Han's instructions."

Then the voice said to the old fisherman, "You lie to people all day long. Everyone living in Mirror Lake Valley has been lied to by you no less than a dozen times, but everyone is bored, so they don't blame you for it, they just treat it as a bit of fun, but this little brother is new here, how can you do it?"

The person speaking seemed to have just finished taking a bath, and walked from the other side of the lake. Her hair was still a little wet, but she was a middle-aged woman with a rather dignified pair of eyes.

Lu Jing heard the words and retracted his hand to untie the basket, cupping his fist and saying, "Thank you for the reminder."

"You don't need to thank me. Someone is acting in my name, so I naturally have to stand up," the woman waved her hand.

"Acting in your name?" Lu Jing was stunned again, "You are…"

"The Young Marquis," the middle-aged woman said, word by word.

Lu Jing didn't know what kind of magic this name had, making the people who called it more and more outrageous. The fisherman who claimed to be the Young Marquis before was already mismatched enough, but when this woman came forward, the Young Marquis actually became a woman.

And the woman seemed to know what Lu Jing was thinking, paused and then said, "You can ask the other people in the valley to see which of us is the real Young Marquis."

In fact, without her speaking, the old fisherman was like an eggplant beaten by frost after she appeared, completely wilted, and did not dare to argue any more, obviously quite afraid of this woman.