My Disciple Died Yet Again

by Srtyi

The Revered Master, Yu Yan, known as the number one in the cultivation world, waited for sixteen thousand years, and finally took in a disciple. He taught her carefully, and took care of her diligently. He watched her as she slowly grew stronger as she comprehended the laws, and just as she was about to soar into prominence… she died! Hence, he once again took in another disciple,

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My Disciple Died Yet Again

The Revered Master, Yu Yan, known as the number one in the cultivation world, waited for sixteen thousand years, and finally took in a disciple. He taught her carefully, and took care of her diligently. He watched her as she slowly grew stronger as she comprehended the laws, and just as she was about to soar into prominence… she died!

Hence, he once again took in another disciple, carefully taught her, diligently took care of her, and then… she died again!

Thus, he took in another disciple, and not long after… she still died!

Yu Yan: …

Disciple: …

(Why do I always get picked up by the same person every time I reincarnate? Haaaa…)

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Chapter 1: A Peasant Woman, a River, and a Little Field

Zhu Yao felt she had crossed over into another world, and it all happened without warning. Just a moment ago, she was still chatting with her friend on the computer, discussing about the loophole in the new online game her company developed. In the next instant, she was already inside this thatched house, while still holding onto the white mouse.

For a full ten minutes, she did not react at all. She looked at the mouse in her hands, and subconsciously looked for the CPU and the monitor which suddenly disappeared. However, she could do nothing but stare at the worn-out table in front of her. What computer? What monitor? She could not even find her freaking keyboard.

"Stinky brat, why are you still sitting around here for?" Someone pushed open the door, and a hand came hitting towards her. She subconsciously dodged, the mouse that was in her hands was slapped away. It then rolled onto the floor and disappeared without a trace.

Zhu Yao then raised her head and looked at the person beside her. She was a very skinny woman, the creases on her forehead was deep, and the deep-colored clothes she wore was greyed out, as though the color faded after being washed many times. Her entire body was emitting out a 'I'm a peasant woman' atmosphere. The main factor was the ancient-styled clothes she was wearing.

"Who are you?"

The woman instantly flared up. "Who am I? Have you become muddled from sleeping too much!? I'm your mother! Hurry up and boil some water, the sun is already shining so bright it's burning my buttocks, and you're still lazing around in the house! Do you want to get smacked?"

The woman's first strike missed, but with her other hand, she picked Zhu Yao up, and pulled her out of the room without giving any explanations.

Zhu Yao felt that she had to explain to her, unfortunately, she could not find the opportunity, and when she returned to her senses, she had already been thrown into the kitchen.

Looking at the firewood which was stacked up to half the height of the wall, and the clay furnace, Zhu Yao felt that there was definitely a problem with her world-crossing method. She was still wearing her own pyjamas, with not a single change. This proved that she crossed over with her own body, then how did that mother of hers appear? Even though she crossed over with her body, it used the setting of a soul crossover. Was this really alright? The most important thing was, she did not even know how to start a fire, let alone boil water!

Although she knew crossing over was like buying groceries recently, a very trending phenomenon, she never expected there would come a turn for her. She's nothing but a technology geek, after all.

Because she was interested in computers ever since she was young, after graduating, she had been working in jobs related to developing games. With a bunch of single friends, they came together and developed a game. The game which they created became one of the hottest games in the country, and as the game matured, safeguarding the game became her main job in her company.

Investigating the loopholes and bugs that existed in the game, coming up with fixes, etc. She was one of those legendary GMs. There's not even a single benefit to having a person like her crossing over, is there? Just which bastard made me cross over into another world? Come out! I promise I won't beat you to death!

Three months went by in a flash, Zhu Yao had crossed over into this world for three months now, and she had gotten a better understanding of the situation around her. The place she was living in was a small village, and because most of the people living in the village had the surname 'Zhu', it was called Zhu Village. Her name was also Zhu Yao, and the middle-aged woman back then was her mother. She was one of the widows in the village, and according to what she found out, the mother and daughter had relied on each other for decades.

She had once tried to explain her origin to this mother-in-name of hers with hand-drawn pictures. Unfortunately, she did not believe it, and Zhu Yao was even forced to visit Doctor Wang near the village entrance, saying she needed a few jabs.

Looking at the kind-looking middle-aged doctor stroking his beard as he took out dozens of needles with the thickness of a thumb, Zhu Yao instantly threw aside her integrity, hugged onto her 'mother', and bursted out crying. "Mother! You're my biological mother!"

"Your mind is finally clear now? Don't ever spout such nonsense again." With a pained look, 'mother' wiped away Zhu Yao's tears, and did not forget to give Doctor Wang a word of praise. "Doctor Wang is really a genius doctor. The moment your needles came out, my daughter instantly recovered."

"You flatter me!" Doctor Wang laughed really proudly, as he spun the needle in his hand. "Mrs. Zhu, you're too courteous. As insurance, allow me to jab Yao-er two more times, to prevent relapses."

"…" Your sister will relapse.

In short, Zhu Yao threw her past away, and from then on, she never dared to bring up the topic about her crossing from another world, and lived peacefully in the Zhu Village as an old missy! That's right, she's an old missy. When she crossed over, she was twenty-eight, and in this world, not being married even at the age of twenty-eight, she was extremely old for a missy.

As to why she did not marry, her 'mother' never brought it up, and Zhu Yao had it easy. She was extremely afraid that a husband would somehow appear out of nowhere, and if that were to happen, even if Doctor Wang were to stab her with a wooden club, she would not care less.

"Yao-er, you're heading off to wash your laundry?" As she was about to head to the riverside, she met Doctor Wang along the way, and he was giving her a smile like a sunflower, which smelled like chrysanthemum.

"Un… Uncle Wang!" Zhu Yao instinctively took a step back, afraid that he would pull out a needle from somewhere.

She blocked her chest with the wooden basket filled with clothes. "Mother said the sun is good today, so she wants me to wash the beddings."

"Is that so!" Doctor Wang laughed, and then sighed. "What a diligent girl. If not for…" He paused mid-way through his sentence, and as though he had brought up something he should not have, he looked at her a little apologetically.

"Is there something you need of me, Uncle Wang?" Seeing his hesitant look, Zhu Yao had no choice but to take the initiative.

Doctor Wang smiled apologetically, and pushed the little boy next to him. "It's like this. I heard there's deities coming to the city to select disciples, and everyone is allowed to try it out. I wanted to have my child test his luck, but my wife just happened to be ill, and I can't leave, so…"

Zhu Yao looked at the boy he was holding onto. He looked about seven or eight years old, and had a pretty delicate-looking and tender little face. Currently, his cheeks were inflated, and he was looking at her with pouted lips, which made Zhu Yao feel like pinching him.

Zhu Yao raised her head and looked at Doctor Wang. They evidently did not look alike at all.

"Uncle Wang, you want me to bring him over in your stead?" Uncle Wang nodded, and became even more embarrassed. "I know this might interrupt your work, but these deities only come once every ten years. Although the number of people they select each time never amount to more than a handful, there is still a possibility. If one were to be selected, that person can become a deity, after all."

Becoming a deity? Zhu Yao had always been allergic to these unscientific things, as though she was able to faintly smell the scent of frauds.

But after all, she and Doctor Wang both lived in the same village, and it's not like she was able to return back to her own world any time soon. And since both of them frequently met each other, it's not a problem to help out from time to time. Hence, without saying another word, she accepted his request.

After Doctor Wang gave her plenty of thanks, he took over her basket, saying that he would return them in her stead, and pushed the kid, who was evidently angry, to her. Then, he left happily.

After he walked a couple of distance away, the little boy suddenly flung her hands away, and with a pout, he looked at her with contempt. "Let me tell you this, even if you help me, I will not marry you."

Zhu Yao was startled, and was momentarily amused. She could not help but pinch his pink and tender cheeks. "You little wimp, you're not even that old yet, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not speaking nonsense!" The little boy dodged her hands, and rubbed his aching cheeks. "I have already heard all about it. No one in the village dares to marry you, so you're not married even at the age of twenty-eight. All men must stay away from you, otherwise, if they were to be depended by you, their lives will be ruined."

No matter how desperate she was, she would not lay her hands on a kid, right? "Tell me clearly. How will I ruin their lives?"

The little wimp became even more haughty. "You can't give birth to any kids, whoever marries you will have their lineage cut off, you will obviously ruin their lives."

Infertility! Zhu Yao was stunned by this shocking revelation. That's impossible. Even though she was a technogeek, she would still go for check-ups every year. How would she not know about being infertile? Even if God planned on rationalizing how a twenty-eight year old unmarried woman could cross over to this world, he should not have the need to do it this badly, right?

"I'm the only son of my family, I will not marry you, so give up!" The little wimp placed his hands on his hips, and once again emphasized with a serious tone.

"Ay! What haughty attitude is this!" As expected of a spoiled brat, three days without a beating, and a child will scale the roof to strip the tiles! He's basically asking for a beating! Rolling up her sleeves, she scooped up the little wimp with a single arm, and with her other hand, she gave his buttocks a sound smacking. "This is what you get for having no manners! This is what you get for spouting nonsense! This is what you get for calling me infertile! You're infertile! Your entire family's infertile!"

The little wimp finally knew of fear, and desperately began to struggle. But, he was but a child of seven or eight years old, how could he compare to Zhu Yao, who was a twenty-eight-year-old adult (unmarried)? A dozen of slaps came smacking down, the little wimp's snow-white buttocks had already puffed up and turned bright red.

He had also began to cry out loud after his initial struggle, and finally, he gave up on resisting as well. Come on, cry out loud, cry louder. Doctor Wang had already walked pretty far away anyway, even if you were to cry your lungs out, no one would come and save you. Wakakakakakaka… kuh… There seems to be something wrong with this scene?

Only after about half an hour, did Zhu Yao finally release the boy, whose face had already been utterly tear-ridden. She looked at him as he wiped off his tears while he pulled up his pants. The feeling of teaching a spoiled brat a lesson, is simply incomparably refreshing.

"I will let this one time slide, if you were to show such an impolite behavior one more time, I will…" Zhu Yao dragged out her warning, satisfyingly looked at the trembling spoiled brat, and laughed even more happily. "I will make sure you won't be able get off your bed, understand?" Eh? This line sounds a little strange? Ah, I don't care anymore. "Let's go. We're going to the city. Make sure to follow me!"

Zhu Yao took the lead as she walked over to the main road. After walking a distance of about five steps, the spoiled brat then limped after her, and it looked as though a kettle could be hooked onto that pouted lips of his.

This title came from a saying. In the ancient days, a girl's dream is to become a peasant woman, live by the river, and have a small little field.

'Your sister will relapse' – basically, it's like how people say 'Your momma's fat'.

'Smile like a sunflower, which smelled like chrysanthemum' – Basically, there's hidden intentions hidden beneath his smile.

'Three days without a beating, and a child will scale the roof to strip the tiles.' – A chinese idiom, it means, a child will cause mischief if not properly watched over.

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Chapter 2: The Deities' Disciple Selection

Probably because of the so-called deities' disciple selection, along the way, Zhu Yao encountered several people holding onto their kids, as they rushed to the city. They all looked really excited, and their topics of discussion were all about the deities' descent and the disciple selection. Zhu Yao silently praised the frauds' appeal, they're actually able to gain the deep trust of this many people.

Zhu Village was actually not that far from the city, in just an hour on foot, they had arrived at the city gates. Because there were too many people entering the city, she had no choice but to hold onto the little wimp's hand, to prevent losing him from her sight. The little wimp, however, did not resist, he only instinctively tug his hands a little, and after that, quietly allowed Zhu Yao to pull him along. It's just that he still had that huge frown on his little face.

They finally arrived at that disciple selection venue, only to find the place already packed with a large number of people. In the center of the crowd, a huge stage was erected, and on top of it, were four men. Every single one of them wore a clean set of white clothes, and on the corner of clothes, cloud-like symbols were embroidered, which gave a very divine feeling. Unexpectedly, the four of them were very young, and they were more bearable to look at than the white-bearded old men in her imagination.

Zhu Yao silently gave them a praise in her heart. She did not expect these frauds to be so professional. Just by looking at the uniform set of clothes, she understood that these people were definitely part of an organization, and there were standard rules set in place. Just by this ostentation alone, it was inevitable that there would be this many people who would be fooled to take part and observe.

A long queue of people were at the right of the tall stage. Although there were both men and women in the crowd, every single adult was holding onto one or two children, and their age ranged from those who had only just began to learn how to walk, to those who were half an adult's height. But most of them were children who did not look more than ten years old. Zhu Yao guessed that was the registration queue. Although she was not entirely interested in this obvious fraud activity, she still had to complete Uncle Wang's request. In any case, she was not the one being scammed, so, she did not hesitate and stood at the end of the queue.

This time around, little wimp was really obedient, and followed after her to the end of the queue. Earlier, he still had that huge frown on his small face, but now, it was replaced with a face filled with high expectations, and he would occasionally stretch out his little head to look at the front of the queue. After all, kids would always be curious when it came to new things.

Not long after, among the four people on the stage, a middle-aged man stood up, took a few steps forward, and cleared his throat. "Everyone, every decade, there will be a day when our Ancient Hill Sect will take in disciples, and that day is today. There's no restriction in gender, nor in birthright. May the participants please proceed forward to take the test."

This guy sure was direct. Zhu Yao thought that he would not miss out on a long drawn-out speech, but she did not expect he would immediately start the selection after only saying a few words. This caused Zhu Yao to even grow a little curious. Just what kind of arrogant fraud organization is this?

"First person!" The middle-age man called out, and the woman, who was standing right in front of the queue, held onto a little child on each hand, and walked forward. On the stage, a younger white-clothed deity waved his hand, and a round crystal ball suddenly appeared at the center of the stage. The people on stage exclaimed at the sight of this.

There was not the slightest of change in the youth's expression, as he coldly said to the two children on the stage, "Place your hand on it!"

The two children took a step back out of fright, and finally, the children's mother, pushed the two of them from their backs. "What's there to be afraid of? If you're selected, you two will instantly rise into prominence. Hurry, go!"

Only then did the two children put their small hands onto the clear round ball, but unfortunately, the ball did not show any sort of change.

The white-clothed middle-aged man shook his head. "No Spirit Veins, next."

The woman sighed, and she momentarily had a slight face of disappointment. However, she did not argue, and held onto both her son and daughter as they walked down the stage.

Zhu Yao, however, was a little dazed. This scene… Why did it look so familiar? Hey, isn't this the commonly seen disciple selection scenario in Xianxia novels? In every introduction of Xianxia stories, the scenario of testing one's Spirit Veins would always appear! She had always thought that she had crossed over into a peasant life novel, and would only be able to live as a peasant woman for the rest of her life. But looking at the current situation, did she happen to enter the Xianxia route? But… Zhu Yao looked at herself, and then, once again looked at the little turnips queueing in front of her. Kuh… Did she not crossed over a little too late? Only to begin cultivating at the age of twenty-eight, even if she were to climb, she would not be able to climb faster than these bunch of little turnips, right!?

It was only the first time she had ever crossed over, and Zhu Yao had already begun to feel absolutely disheartened.

"Hey, hey…" Zhu Yao felt a slight tug on her hand, and when she turned to look, she realized the little wimp beside her had been pulling her.

"What is it?" You should not interrupt a woman who was currently dejected over her own beauty.

The little wimp pointed to the stage right in front. "Hurry and go, it's almost our turn."

Only did Zhu Yao realized that a large empty space appeared right in front of them, as she hurriedly brought little wimp over to close the gap.

The test for Spirit Veins progressed really quickly, but unfortunately, not many children had Spirit Veins. "No Spirit Veins, next." That middle-aged man had also been repeating this over and over. A large number of children went up, but only three to four children were left on the stage, and all of them were either Tetra or Penta Spirit Veins holders. Looking at the expressions of the four deities on the stage, she doubted they were really good Spirit Veins as well.

"Next!"

A kid who was entirely covered in dirt climbed up. He looked extremely weak and frail, as though he would fall with a gentle breeze of the wind. His clothes were even utterly torn and ragged, there was not a single complete patch of cloth anywhere, and he was not accompanied by any adults. Evidently, he was a little beggar. The people below could not help but pinch their noses, as though they were a little disgusted from the smell.

However, the four men on the stage did not show any change in their expressions, as though they did not even notice the boy's ragged look. They had cultivated for many years, and had never made fun of others because of their looks. One might be living in poverty now, but who would know for sure that he would not rise into prominence the next day?

The middle-aged man pointed at the round ball on the stage. "Place your hands on it!"

Although the kid was dirty, he did not mind the gazes from everyone else, as he walked straight towards the center and placed his hand on the ball. The ball which was clear and transparent earlier, slowly revealed a green light. As the green light was about to fill the entire ball, another ray of golden light flashed, which filled the rest of the ball.

"Metal and Wood Duo Spirit Veins!" The three youths sitting behind suddenly stood up at the same time, and their blank expressions earlier had instantly changed. They looked at that poverty-stricken boy with faces of joy.

"I did not expect to encounter a disciple with Duo Spirit Veins this year!" The four men nodded at the same time, and even their tone had become extremely courteous. Someone with Duo Spirit Veins was definitely able to be enter the inner sect. "This little junior, please first head over to the side and have some rest. After the end of the test today, you will return to the sect with us."

The little beggar nodded. Strangely, his little face did not show any joyful expression like the four men. He simply obediently stood beside the rest of the children who stayed, and his expression looked as though he had known the outcome before he came for the test.

Zhu Yao glanced at the calm-looking little beggar, and momentarily felt a little strange. She could not describe it in words, and simply felt there was something wrong about him.

"We're up next!" The little wimp beside him was completely unable to sense the change in Zhu Yao's mood, and simply pulled her hand with an excited expression.

"Next!"

"It's our turn!" The little wimp pulled her along as he sprinted excitedly up the stage. Without even the slightest hint of nervousness, he instantly placed his hand on the round ball.

Zhu Yao lowered her head and looked at the little wimp beside her, and then, he once again looked over to the little beggar on the stage. She finally understood, the less Spirit Veins one had, the better one was. But a Duo Spirit Veins holder was already this amazing, just what would their reaction be if someone had only a single Spirit Vein?

While having this thought in mind, suddenly, she heard a large uproar coming from her surroundings. Even the four white-clothed deities, who were standing far away earlier, suddenly closed in tightly around them, and they looked disbelievingly at little wimp, who was beside her.

"Heavenly… Heavenly Spirit Vein!" The middle-aged man actually stuttered, as he snatched the child away from her hand, as though he was about to carry him up. "He's actually a Fire Heavenly Spirit Vein holder!"

"Hey, hey, hey. What are you doing?" Zhu Yao became really anxious, and no longer cared whether they were actually real deities or not, as they actually tried to snatch a child away from her. If she were to lose this little wimp, Doctor Wang would definitely stab her to death when she returned! She forcefully took little wimp back from the white-clothed man. Human traffickers, get away from him!

Little wimp seemed to be a little frightened as well, as he hid his head in her chest.

The four of them finally regained their senses. When they saw Zhu Yao's protective figure, the middle-aged man stood forward, cleared his throat and said, "Miss, you have misunderstood. We were simply too agitated after seeing a talent that would only appear once every thousand years. What your child possess is the Heavenly Spirit Vein, and it only appears once in a million."

It must be known that, let alone Ancient Hill Sect, even the entire cultivation realm had not seen a person who possessed the Heavenly Spirit Vein for thousands of years. The moment this child returns with them, he will definitely become one of the elders' direct disciple. How could they not be agitated?

The corner of Zhu Yao's lips twitched, she momentarily felt an immense blow, which was capable of pushing her to the ground and prevent her from getting up, coming from the two words 'your child'. Did she really look like someone who could have such big child? She thought of the age when women would give birth in ancient times. Alright, she did indeed look like it.

"He's not my child!" This point was something she had to make clear of.

The middle-aged man was startled. He sized Zhu Yao up from head to toe, and his brows began to slightly crease.

Hey, hey, hey! What's with that expression as though you're looking at a human trafficker? "I was requested by his parents to bring him here in their stead." You're the human trafficker, you bastard!

The middle-aged man finally nodded out of realization, but he still held a hint of suspicion. "With a Spiritual Vein this extraordinary, he will definitely experience great success in the future. We will be staying here for another day, so there is still enough time for him to say his farewells to his parents."

How would she be sure that he would not be sold if she were to leave him here? No, she had to hurry and bring little wimp back home.

"Deity, are you saying, I have been selected?" At the key moment, little wimp actually came out of hiding. When he saw the four men nodding their heads, he instantly got out of Zhu Yao's embrace, and before she could even react, he had already happily stood at the center of the row of selected children. As he ran, he happily chimed, "This is great!"

This traitor! Zhu Yao's face slowly darkened. However, it was a good thing that they were going to stay for another day. After this, she would simply return little wimp to Doctor Wang, and it would no longer be something she had to care about.

Left without any other options, she simply followed after little wimp and took a few steps back. Seeing the excited little wimp chatting with the rest of the children, she silently sighed.

"You don't have be this sad!" Little wimp seemed to have felt her depression, as he suddenly approached her, and pulled her hand. "Don't worry, earlier, I asked the four uncles. They said I'm allowed to bring someone back to the sect. So, I have forced myself to bring you along!"

Zhu Yao was startled. She suspiciously looked at the child who was only half her height. This little wimp wanted to bring her along to the sect? When did he become so thoughtful?

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Chapter 3: Curiosity Kills the Cat

However, under her gaze, little wimp's face slowly reddened, stuttering, "In… In any case, you have touched… touched me. My dad said, a man must be upright, so… I will take responsibility. Along our way here, I have already decided that, if I happen to get selected, I will definitely bring you along!"

Zhu Yao was even more mystified. This little wimp couldn't be referring to… her smacking his buttocks, right? Because she touched his buttocks, he decided that he had to take responsibility? For a moment, Zhu Yao was at a loss of words. Little wimp, at such a young age, you actually have such a large hole in your brain. Does your parents know about it?

"In… In any case, I will definitely not throw you aside!" Little wimp stamped his feet, and he began to look even more awkward.

Zhu Yao suddenly felt like teasing him a little. "Then, what will you do if you did not get selected?"

The little wimp startled for a moment. Scratching his head, his small lips evidently began to pout unhappily, as though he was a little discontented with her distrustful attitude. He snorted, "If I had not been selected, I would still take responsibility. Once I grow up, I will definitely marry you." Before Zhu Yao could even feel moved, he raised his head, looked at her, and added another line, "As my concubine!"

Bloody hell! I really feel like beating him up so badly, to the point his mother won't be able to recognize him! As though little wimp knew that she would get angry, he turned around, sprinted off and squeezed into the bunch of kids on the stage. He even turned back and made a face at her.

Zhu Yao clenched her fists, and endured. Little wimp, just you wait. After this, I guarantee I won't beat you to death. Taking a few deep breaths, she calmed her emotions down. Looking down to the stage below, the queue did not look like it would be decreasing any time soon, as there were even more people joining in. However, the number of children staying on the stage, were still not as many.

Including little wimp, there were still not even ten of them. It seemed like children who possess Spirit Veins were extremely small in number, giving a rough estimate, not even one in a hundred possess one. And, among them, children with Tetra and Penta Spirit Veins made up a larger number.

Looking at the floating ball at the side, Zhu Yao could not help but grow a little curious. Not only could it float by itself, it was able to change in color. Earlier, when little beggar touched it, it was green and gold in color, while it turned red when little wimp touched it. She wondered what color it would be if she were to touch it.

Out of curiosity, she stretched out a single finger, and poked it. In an instant, multiple colors began to spiral within the ball. Green, blue, gold, orange, and red. Five different colors instantly filled the entire ball.

"Penta Spirit Veins." The middle-aged man in-charge of the test, noticed her small movement, but was not angry at all. There would always be parents who could not contain their curiosity, and wanted to test for their own Spirit Veins as well. He had already grown accustomed to it. And this person was the lady who brought the talented boy with the Heavenly Spirit Vein, naturally, he would not fuss about it. She even possessed Spirit Veins as well, but unfortunately, it was the worst Penta Spirit Veins, and she was already at such an old age, even if she were to start cultivating now, her prospects of becoming a deity were hopeless.

Hearing "Penta Spirit Veins" from him, Zhu Yao sighed. She was after all, someone who crossed over from another world. She thought that she would possess some overly exaggerated, heaven-bending Spirit Vein, but it was actually the worst Penta Spirit Veins. It seemed like the peasant life was still the most suitable route for her to take. But God sure was petty. Why did he not give her a Spirit Vein that's a tad bit special!?

Zhu Yao was a little disappointed. Just as she was about to retract her finger, suddenly, the ball which was already filled with five different colors began to stir. The five colors mixed about, a small little flash of lightning suddenly appeared, and it began to spread to the entire ball. Suddenly, with a 'pata' sound, the clear ball shattered on the floor.

Uh…

Zhu Yao was still in the position where she had her finger stretched out, and she froze on the spot. This… She could not have been the one who broke it, right!? That… Even though, earlier, nothing happened when such a large number of children placed their hands on it, why did it break when she gave it a simple poke?

"I… Will everything be fine if I apologize?" Raising her head weakly, she looked at the four white-clothed men. However, none of them answered, and they were simply looking at her with dumbfounded expressions. Zhu Yao suddenly had the impulse to turn tail and run. They were not going to make her pay, right!? She's nothing but a peasant woman! Could she pay it off with a river and a field?

"It… It wasn't intentional!" Whatever the case, let's try admitting her mistake first.

"You… You're…" The middle-aged man, still with that dumbfounded expression, stretched out his hand shakily and pointed at her.

Zhu Yao weakly took a step back. She was about to cry out of fright, you know? "I don't have any money on me!"

"What we just saw… Was it actually…?" Another white-clothed man took a step forward, staring straight at Zhu Yao. Great, even if she wanted to run now, it was too late.

"There's no doubt about it!" White-clothed man number three came around her as well, and was much calmer than the two before him.

"We have to contact the sect about this immediately!" White-clothed man number four, who was also the youngest out of the four, sized her up seriously. "This issue is of the utmost importance, we must immediately return to the sect."

"Yes, senior-martial uncle Li." The three of them responded together.

Currently Zhu Yao did not have the mood to care about why the youngest-looking man had the highest seniority among them. Because, she was about to be kidnapped by these four men.

The youngest out of them, who was referred to as senior-martial uncle Li, summoned an item with a wave of his hand, and suddenly, a gigantic piece of leaf appeared. Stably stopping in mid-air, the other three men then did some hand seals. The children on the stage who were selected earlier, along with her, suddenly felt light on their feet, and they flew towards that piece of leaf.

When she regained her senses, she was already standing on the leaf. Hey, hey, what happened to staying for another day?

Uh… They were not actually thinking of kidnapping her back to the sect and have her questioned for her crimes, right!?

"Wait a minute… I can explain." It really wasn't intentional, you can't blame the user for the product's poor quality, you know?

Unfortunately, the four men completely ignored her, as though they were anxious to report her back to the sect. With a wave of their hands, a transparent barrier-like thing enveloped her and the children's surroundings. Then, the four men walked to the very front of the leaf, manipulated their arts, and flew the leaf towards the skies. They completely did not give Zhu Yao the opportunity to explain.

Zhu Yao's face darkened. Sitting at the center of the seven to eight little turnips, she had a really bad feeling about what's coming next.

As she thought, the surrounding little turnips were staring at her in annoyance. Hey hey, you, the kid with the big buttocks, you don't have to look at me with such a hateful expression, do you?

"You broke the deity's treasure! You're a bad person." A little girl with twintails was the first to condemn her.

"Uh… Big sister didn't do it intentionally!"

"You did a bad thing, and you still don't admit it. As I thought, you're a bad person." Another little boy spoke up and denounced her.

What the hell, what does this have to do with you!

Seeing someone taking the initiative, the other children moved closer as well, and began to criticize her without pause. Zhu Yao suddenly felt a slight headache. Please, she was not sure of what happened herself, why were you little wimps getting so agitated for?

"We will pay for it, you lot are not allowed to bully her! Whoever bullies her, I will beat that person up!" At the critical moment, little wimp Wang suddenly appeared, blocking right in front of her. He even raised his small fists in a threatening manner. Zhu Yao suddenly felt a little moved. At least you're conscientious, as I thought, I didn't help you for nothing. "She will be my concubine in the future, so if anyone were to bully her, it will the same as bullying me!"

Damn it, I really feel like beating him into a pulp!

As though they were frightened by little wimp Wang, the other little turnips no longer surrounded her.

"I told you I will definitely take responsibility!" Seeing everyone dispersing, with a prideful look, little wimp said to her.

Zhu Yao simply looked towards his small face, and began pinching his cheeks. Emphasizing on every single word, she hatefully said, "Then I really have to. Thank. You. My. Little. Husband. Wang."

Little wimp struggled to break free, weakly took two steps back and moved away from her demonic claws. With an inconvenienced look, he rubbed his small face. "I have a name! I'm called Wang Xuzhi! We… We're not married yet, you can't… you can't call me that!"

After saying that, with a flushed face, he ran.

Yo, you actually know how it's like to be embarrassed? Speechless, Zhu Yao simply shook her head.

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Chapter 4: Entering the Mountain Sect

Looking at the four men who were concentrating on controlling the flying leaf in front, she instantly grew anxious again. Just what the hell did these people want with her? Was that round ball really that important? In the cultivation world, were these objects used to test Spirit Veins not everywhere? Even if it's destroyed, there should not be a need to arrest her and send her for questioning, right!?

Imagining how she, as a pure and innocent person, was about to go into debt in an instant, and was probably going to spend the next half of her life paying back her debt, she began to feel extremely terrible. Mom… I want to go home.

Just as Zhu Yao was feeling restless, the scenery in front of her suddenly changed. Earlier, while she was flying in the air, she could only see an endless sea of white clouds. However, in the next instant, as though the curtains had been pulled open, the clouds scattered, and a mountain range could be seen floating in the air. Like thin silver ribbons, streams of water flowed down from the peak of the mountains, falling into the ocean beneath.

Zhu Yao was instantly dumbfounded by this game-like background scenery in front of her. She did not expect that, in reality, she would actually be able to see such a scenery.

The leaf they were sitting on, flew towards the the largest mountain within the mountain range. Stopping a few hundred feet before the mountain, Senior-martial uncle Li, the youngest looking youth out of the four, took out a wooden tablet, and threw it into the air. Then, in the space surrounding the mountain, a layer of plastic firm-like substance tore open, and a crack big enough for the leaf to pass through revealed itself. After passing through, it automatically closed itself, and could no longer be seen. Zhu Yao guessed that it should be something similar to a great formation used to protect the mountain range.

Only after entering, could she see the big and small residences in the floating mountain range. And, the place they were heading to, was exactly the plaza in front of the largest residence.

Finally, she was able to step on solid ground, but, she realized there were already a sea of little turnips standing around in the plaza. When she looked carefully, there were more than a hundred of them. They were separated into clusters, and four white-robed men stood in front of each cluster. Zhu Yao instantly understood that these were the children who were selected from various other cities.

After senior-martial uncle Li landed, he gave a simple greeting to the rest of his companions. She was unsure of what he said to the rest of them, but, not long after, all the white-robed people at the plaza, without any exception, looked straight towards her.

Zhu Yao suddenly felt immense pressure, and intentionally tried to hide behind the crowd. However, the people present were all turnips who were merely half her size, there's no place for her to hide even if she wanted to, unless she were to pile up two turnips over each other. She turned and looked towards her little friend Wang Xuzhi, who had a small and thin body, and started pondering the feasibility of this idea.

And as though he felt her intentions, he quickly plunged into the crowd, and distanced himself far away from her.

Little wimp! You unfaithful brat!

"Senior-martial uncle Li, this is a matter of utmost importance. There's no matter if we disregard the rules in this case, let's hurry inside and inform the Sect Master." The white-robed people seemed to have finally come up with something, as a female disciple suggested while she pointed to the hall, and then, she turned back and gave Zhu Yao a weird glance.

The white-robed man named Li seemed to have accepted her proposal. He gave Zhu Yao a glance as well, then, he turned and quickly entered the hall.

Zhu Yao became even more anxious. Why did she feel like this issue was turning out to be more serious than she initially imagined it to be? Was it too late to run? Even though there's an ocean beneath her, she knew how to swim…

"I'm Chen Ying, a disciple of the Glory Hall of Sword Mountain. Junior-martial sister, I wonder how I should address you?" The woman who was speaking with senior-martial uncle Li earlier, walked over, and asked with a light smile.

See, here they come. They have begun the questioning. "My name's Zhu Yao! Umm… Ms. Chen, that thing about the crystal ball, I really didn't do it intentionally!" Girl, you must believe me!

Chen Ying actually gave an even gentler smile. "Since you have entered the Ancient Hill Sect, we belong to the same sect, so it's fine if you call me senior-martial sister. Junior-martial sister, don't worry. About this issue regarding the sect, Sect Master will give his judgment soon."

"Ah, I still have to see the Sect Master?" He will not be making her stay behind and work to pay off her debts, right?

Chen Ying nodded. "According to the sect's rules, initially, new disciples must first spend one month at the Commandment Hall to learn our sect's laws. Then, they will be taken in as disciples by the various Mountain Lords, and their talents will then be fostered. However, junior-martial sister's situation is a little special, so there's a need to first inform Sect Master, and have him make a decision."

Special… Especially bad, right? They're actually claiming debts the moment I step into the sect.

Chen Ying talked about some other things as well, but unfortunately, Zhu Yao's mind was filled with thoughts regarding the broken ball, and completely could not absorb what she was telling her. The female disciple seemed to have realized Zhu Yao was distracted as well, and simply stopped talking. Not long after, Senior-martial uncle Li, who had entered the hall earlier, came out.

"An order from the Sect Master, he wants you to enter the hall." Senior-martial uncle Li told her.

Zhu Yao took in a deep breath. In any case, I have to pay sooner or later, let's just go then. She gritted her teeth and followed after him.

"Umm… Senior-martial uncle Li, is the Sect Master really angry?" She had to make mental preparations.

He turned and glanced at her. Towards her question, he no longer had the high-class cold look like earlier, rather, he answered really gently. "Our Sect Master has a gentle temperament. How can he be angry?"

"Oh." It's good that he wasn't angry, there was still hope for discussion then.

Only after they entered the hall did she realize that there were actually six people seated inside. Five people were seated at the bottom, while a single person was seated at the middle floor, he must be the so-called Sect Master. He looked around forty years of age, and had a smile on his face. Just as senior-martial uncle Li had said, he did indeed look like a very gentle person.

"This lady is…" Seeing Zhu Yao entering the hall, the Sect Master turned to look towards senior-uncle Li who brought her in.

"To answer Sect Master, it's indeed her!"

When he heard his reply, the Sect Master's expression became even more surprised. He sized Zhu Yao up from head to toe, and then asked. "She… Why is she so…"

"Old?" The corner of Zhu Yao's lips twitched. She was momentarily unhappy. You should be glad I'm not even despising you. What right do you have to call me old? "Uncle, I'm twenty-eight this year, thank you!" Did you not know asking a lady's age was taboo?

The Sect Master was startled for a moment, as though he did not expect that she would talk back to him. And, as though he realized his question was indeed a little inappropriate, he coughed, and with a wave of his hand, a ball, which looked similar to the crystal ball she broke, suddenly appeared in the center of the hall. However, the ball was much bigger, and clearer, than the previous one.

"Miss, place your hand on the ball."

Zhu Yao's eyes suddenly widened. She looked at the ball in front of her, and silently took a step back. She had a phobia for balls.

"Umm… Earlier, I accidentally broke one. I'm afraid…" She weakly stretched out her finger. "So… I think it's best if I don't place my hand onto it."

"No worries! Just place your hand onto it!" Sect Master thought that she was afraid, so he gave her an encouraging smile. "Don't be afraid, I will guarantee that no harm will be done to you."

"You won't blame me if it breaks?" It seemed like they had a big stock of them. Then why did they bring her here?

"Naturally, I won't blame you."

"Then, the one I broke in the city earlier?"

"I won't blame you for that either!"

"Say that earlier!" They actually made her heart pound wildly for the entire journey. So they were not trying to make her pay for the crystal ball. Zhu Yao instantly placed her hand on the ball. As long as they were not going to make her pay, forget about a single hand, if they wanted her to hug it, she would do it too.

The moment her hand touched the crystal ball, streaks of lightning once again instantly filled the entire ball. In less than five seconds, like the previous ball, it shattered.

"She really is!" Sect Master uncle suddenly stood up, and he was already showing a very excited expression. He turned and looked towards senior-martial uncle Li below. "Hurry! Go to Jade Forest Mountain! Inform Ancestral Grandmaster of this matter!"

"Yes!"

Only after senior-martial uncle Li had left the hall, did the Sect Master finally calm down his excitement. His face, which was initially already gentle, became even more kind and pleasant when he looked towards Zhu Yao. "What's your name?"

"What's your name, uncle?" Knowing that she did not need to pay for her debts, Zhu Yao momentarily felt much better, and blurted out.

A certain uncle: "…"

"What audacity!" A red-clothed lady, who was seated at the bottom, yelled, and looked at Zhu Yao with a criticizing look. "Do you not know of the person who's currently sitting in front of you?"

"I don't know?" If she knew, why would she have asked?

"You…" The red-clothed lady became furious. "With such arrogance, how can you become successful? Currently, you're still nothing but a mere mortal, but if you were to make achievements with your cultivation in the future, won't you be capable of offending your master and destroying the reputation of our ancestors? Senior-martial brother, I think there's still a need for further discussion regarding this matter."

"Junior-martial sister, do not be impatient." Sect Master waved his hand and said. "You know that someone with a potential like this is hard to come by as well. In these ten thousand years, there has only been one."

The red-robed lady, was still unsatisfied. "Even if that's the case, this woman's age is already way past her prime. Even with such great potential, I'm afraid it will be hard for her to form her Azoth Core before her lifespan is spent. By then, aren't we simply flogging a dead horse?"

"Junior-martial sister, this…"

"Hey, hey, hey! When you guys are talking, can you please think about the person in question?" Zhu Yao could not help but raise her hand. When talking bad about someone, who would say it in front of the person in question? Were they testing the limits of her patience, or were they testing their guts?

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Chapter 5: Bro, Who Are You?

The red-clothed lady became even more furious. "What audacity! You did something wrong, yet you still do not attempt to amend your mistakes. You actually made the same mistake of cutting into someone's conversation twice. Did your mother not teach you the word 'etiquette'?"

Yo! Such bad temper! Do you think you're the only one who knows how to scold someone's mom!?

"Then where did your mom learn her etiquettes from? Before talking about others, has she ever looked at herself in a pool of her own piss?" Balls. I have never gotten this angry ever since I was born.

"You…" She began to flare up.

"This red-clothed miss." Zhu Yao did not give her the opportunity to talk back. "If interrupting someone's conversation, is considered to be a lack of etiquette, then, earlier, when you interrupted my question to the Sect Master, doesn't that mean you lack of etiquette as well? As strangers, asking each other's names is a usual thing to do, yet you suddenly cut in and scolded me for being audacious? I was curious, so I simply asked. How was that audacious? Then, may I ask, where did your etiquette go?"

The face of the red-clothed lady turned green. "You… As a disciple who has yet to officially enter the sect, you actually directly asked for our Sect Master's name. If that's not audacious, what is?"

"He was the one who first asked for my name. Before asking for someone's name, one should introduce himself first, isn't that proper manners? And you have already said it yourself. I'm a disciple who has not officially entered the sect, and since I have yet to join your sect, I'm still not one of your disciples. I'm just a third party, someone that's completely unrelated to you people. What does he being a Sect Master has to do with me? Why can I not directly ask him of his identity?"

"You… What fallacy!"

"You're calling my words a fallacy when you don't have the ability to rebut them. When you're able to rebut my words, you call me audacious. May I ask, miss, how did your mom teach you about 'etiquette'?"

"You… You…"

"Allow me to give you a piece of advice, miss. Do not take yourself too seriously. Not all people will simply go along with you. Do you think everyone in this world is your mom!?"

"Impudent!" The red-clothed lady seemed to have flown into rage. Summoning a ball of flames with her hand, she then threw it at her.

Zhu Yao, this is what they call turning someone's feelings of shame, into anger. A fight is about to break out, yo.

"Junior-martial sister!" At the key moment, the Sect Master uncle intervened. Summoning a flow of water, it extinguished the ball of flames. "Do not be rash."

The red-clothed lady took in a few deep breaths, and finally calmed down. However, she was still staring daggers at Zhu Yao, looking as though she could pounce at her and eat her at any moment.

Only then did Zhu Yao feel a little afraid. The hell, how could she forget that this was a Xianxia world? These people were all existences capable of killing her with a snap of their fingers. But how could she scold her mom the moment she started talking to her? In which child's heart, is his or her parents not a taboo? Furthermore, she was someone who had crossed into another world, and she might not be able to see them for the rest of her life. And that lady just had to cross the line, so why would she not bite her to death!?

"Little miss, you have to calm your emotions as well. I believe you're able to guess that your potential is unordinary as well." The Sect Master began to act as the middleman. "If you enter our sect, you will have to give your utmost to train yourself. Are you willing?"

"Not willing!"

"Kuh kuh kuh…" The Sect Master almost choked himself. "What.. What did you say?" With her potential, she would definitely enter the Jade Forest Mountain. Everyone in the entire cultivation world would rack their brains for every method possible to be a part of that place. Even though her current age was indeed a little over the prime, with that person's capabilities, there should be completely no problems in having her to reach Azoth before her lifespan ends.

"Do you know that, the place you're about to go, is Jade Forest Mountain?"

"I don't want to know!" What did it have to do with her?

"Why?"

Zhu Yao courteously gave the uncle a pair of rolling eyes. "Do you think I'm dumb? I have offended this junior-martial sister of yours today, if I were to really join your sect, wouldn't she be able to torture me to death!?"

The Sect Master uncle's face distorted a little. Although what this miss said was not impossible… Did she not put it out too bluntly? He glanced at his junior-martial sister, whose face was already pale and dark. Was it really alright to say such words out loud? Was it really alright?

"Kuh kuh, do you really not want to cultivate as a deity? This is a great opportunity, you know!"

"I don't want to!"

"Uh…"

"So, let's just leave it at that…" Zhu Yao shrugged, and said. "I will go back to where I came from. Bye bye!"

"Wait… Wait a minute!"

Before the Sect Master could stop her, Zhu Yao had already happily begun to run out of the hall. This lady, why did she not follow the standard procedure?

Suddenly, a fierce gale blew, and a white-clothed man suddenly appeared at the entrance. Before Zhu Yao could even see him clearly, she smashed head on with him.

And then… A bun grew. Flames of anger welled up inside her.

"Do you not open your eyes when you walk!? Move away!"

"…" The entire hall was instantly filled with silence.

Only a moment later, did the man who had collided with her, slowly take a step to the side.

Only after that did Zhu Yao go out of the entrance. Before walking away, she did not forget to give him a pair of rolling eyes. So what if you have muscles? Hmph!

"Ancestral Grandmaster, that miss has the Lightning Spirit Vein!" The Sect Master called out immediately.

When the man at the entrance heard this, he instantly grabbed onto the person who just left. Zhu Yao was walking really hastily, so, when she was suddenly pulled, naturally, she once again collided with the man. Hence… another bun grew.

Zhu Yao stroked the two bumps which suddenly grew on her head, raised her head, and looked at the man, who had a cold look. "I say, bro… Do you have something against me?"

The man was startled for a moment, and then, he replied with absolute seriousness. "None!"

"If you don't, they why did you pull my yarn for!?" Are you picking a fight!?

The man lowered his head and pondered for a moment. And then, he replied with even more seriousness. "I did not pull any yarn. What I pulled was your hand."

Take a deep breath… Don't be angry, don't be angry. The sky looks so wonderful today, it's not good to be angry like this!

"I will just treat it as my bad luck. I have to trouble you to move away by going around there. Don't block my path, alright? Thanks!"

The man frowned, and rejected her request decisively. "Can't do."

"Just what the hell are you planning?" So, causing her to have two big lumps on her head was not enough, he was planning to add a few more lumps?

"Kneel! Accept me as your master!"

"Let me kneel to your sister instead!" Who said she was going to be his disciple?

The man frowned even more deeply, and still said with the same cold tone. "I'm the one who will be your master, I don't have a sister!"

"……" Bro, you win. Just which planet did you come from? I can't communicate with you at all.

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Chapter 6: Admitting into the Jade Forest

"Greetings to Ancestral Grandmaster!" The Sect Master uncle and the rest came over as well, and gave a very respectful bow to the man at the entrance. Looking at Zhu Yao, he then continued. "Ancestral Grandmaster, are you planning to take this woman as your disciple?" He initially thought that, given this woman's age, he would at most take her into the Peak as a inner sect disciple. He did not expect he would directly take her as a disciple.

The man calmly looked at the group of people, and corrected him. "Personal succeeding disciple."

"What?"

The red-clothed lady had a face of disbelief, took a step forward, and said. "Ancestral Grandmaster, even if she's a rare holder of the Lightning Spirit Vein, you can only take in one personal succeeding disciple… Given her age… isn't it a little inappropriate?"

The man turned and looked towards the red-clothed lady, with a face that was still as cold as ever, he sounded out skeptically, "What does this have to do with you?"

The red-clothed lady was at a loss of words, the only thing she could do was to shift her gaze, staring fiercely at Zhu Yao who was beside him. She did not even do anything, and was simply standing there the entire time, so why the hell was she staring at her? For a moment, she suddenly had the feeling that she was in a mental hospital the entire time.

"Admit me as your master!" The certain ice caveman adjusted his muzzle aim, and continued to fire at Zhu Yao.

Zhu Yao's expression silently darkened. "Umm… I say, bro, why don't we take some time to discuss about this? Why do I have to definitely admit you as my master?"

"Because you're a Lightning Spirit Vein holder!" The cold-looking caveman said coldly.

"Oh!" Zhu Yao nodded. "May I ask, is there a rule or law that states that, as a Lightning Spirit Vein holder, I have to definitely admit you as my master?"

The ice caveman frowned even deeper, but he still truthfully shook his head.

"Then where did your mom get the confidence that, I will definitely admit you as my master?" Do you believe I will spit a mouthful of cola onto your entire face?

This cold-looking caveman seemed to have been troubled by this question, and only after a long while did he slowly voice out. "Only my Jade Forest Mountain, possesses the Mystic Arts Lightning Spirit Vein holders train in, so you definitely have to admit under my guidance." He lowered his head, and looked directly into her eyes. "What does this have to do with my mother having any confidence in this matter?"

"…" Take a deep breath, one must not bite someone in a harmonious society. "Why do I have to definitely train in these Arts?"

He said naturally. "If you want to become a deity, then you have to learn this set of Arts."

"Hohoho!" Zhu Yao pulled her hand back, and laughed coldly. "I'm sorry, I don't wish to become a deity. Thank you. Bye!"

The ice caveman seemed to have been shocked by her way of thinking, as he stood rooted to the ground, totally stunned. Hence, Zhu Yao took this opportunity to happily sneak away. Unfortunately, not even two minutes later, the ice caveman suddenly came chasing after her again. It was not because she was not doing her best, rather, her opponent was simply too strong. Although Zhu Yao ran, as though he was the wind, the ice caveman instantly caught up to her. Without speaking anything else, the moment he grabbed onto her, he flew towards the skies, and headed towards the mountain with the tallest peak.

Zhu Yao simply saw blurred images in front of her, and her head once again struck onto the ice caveman, naturally… she received a third lump!

The hell!

When she regained her senses, she was already standing on a green plains, and the ice caveman was even standing right in front of her.

"Admit me as your master."

"Brother Ice, can you please change your lines?"

The ice caveman paused for a moment, and said, "I'm taking you as my disciple!"

"…" Is there a difference?

"My surname is Yu, not Ice."

"My given name is Yan. Since you're now under my guidance, you will naturally have to use my surname as well. I bestow you the name… Wang."

"Your sister's 'Desire'!" Who told you to bestow me a name? I simply do not want to become a deity.

"You're 'Yu Wang'. I told you before, I don't have a sister."

"…" The hell, I never thought that it would be so difficult to communicate in Mandarin. Zhu Yao began to cry in her heart. "Bro, I beg you, please, let me go. I really don't wish to become a deity. Please allow me to scram back home!"

Yu Yan was startled for a moment, before answering with the same icy tone. "I'm taking you as my disciple, not as my sister. You should be calling me master, not brother."

"…" Where's the nearest cliff!? Please, tell me!

Yu Wang /玉旺, sounds exactly the same as 欲望, which means 'desire' in English.

Side note: In Wuxia/Xianxia, masters have the tendency to bestow new names to their disciples, and the disciples will use their masters' surname as well. The master's name 玉言, if directly translated into English, is Jade Word, while the name he bestowed to Zhu Yao, 玉旺, is Jade Prosper.

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Chapter 7: Don't Look for Trouble, and Trouble will not Come

Yu Yan really could not understand this disciple he just took in. Since she possessed the innate Lightning Spirit Vein, she was already destined to have the potential to ascend. Even though she was a little old, it was not really a big problem. As people who cultivate into deities, their bodies were merely vessels. Although the younger you were, the more successful you would be in cultivating, he was confident that, with his knowledge as the lord of Jade Forest Mountain, he would definitely be able to help her form her Azoth Core before her lifespan ends. Then, once she gained the ability to shapeshift, there would no longer be a problem regarding her age.

His Jade Forest Mountain had been passed down for many hundred thousand years, yet, the disciples who had entered it were minuscule in number. However, more than half of these successors had already ascended into the world of deities. The main reason was that they only took in disciples with Lightning Spirit Vein, and the Lightning Spirit Vein was the most mystical Spirit Vein in this entire world. As long as you're someone who were cultivating to become a deity, you would have to progress through a total of six stages – Essence, Foundation, Azoth, Nascent Soul, Demigod, and Ascension. In every stage, they were further categorized into eleven levels. The first to fifth levels were known as the elementary-stage, the sixth to ninth were known as the intermediate-stage, the tenth level as the advanced-stage, and there was the Paragon, these four small stages. In the Azoth-stage and the two stages below, whenever one were to breakthrough into the next stage, that person will definitely draw in lightning strikes. A small breakthrough will draw in weak lightning strikes, while a large breakthrough will draw in extremely powerful lightning strikes. The Heavenly Lightning was made up of the cleanest and purest lightning spiritual energy in this world, and was capable of destroying all life forms in the world. So, when the lightning strikes were drawn in, the practitioner could only endure them by drawing out all of the energy inside his body to defend against them.

But, even if one was able to endure all of these lightning strikes, there is still the nine types of tribulations one must go through when he or she attempts to ascend. The strength possessed by each one of the eighty one Purple Extreme Heavenly Lightning, is tens of thousands times stronger than the strength of a regular lightning strike. In this world, many highly capable practitioners fell under the power of the Purple Extreme Heavenly Lightning, and even some Demigods who had reached the limits of their lifespan, did not dare to pit themselves against the Purple Extreme Heavenly Lightning. Other than Lightning Spirit Vein holders!

Lightning Spirit Vein holders had the innate ability which allowed them to naturally absorb lightning spiritual energy. Hence, the tribulations, to them, were basically not life-threatening challenges, but simply a way to take in a large amount of spiritual energy. With such a heaven-bending Spirit Vein, even if they did not want to ascend, they had no choice but to do so.

But, this type of Spirit Vein is extremely rarely seen. The last time a Lightning Spirit Vein holder appeared, was sixteen thousand years ago, and that person was Yu Yan.

He was taken in as a disciple at three years old, and reached the Essence Paragon stage at five years old. When he was ten, he became a Foundation-stage practitioner. At twenty, he formed his Azoth Core, and he reached the Nascent Soul stage in a hundred years. In a thousand years, he became a Demigod, and reached the Demigod Paragon-stage in just six thousand years, becoming number one in the cultivation world. There's a need to say that he became a legend of the cultivation world due to his frightening cultivation speed. But a legend like this, just happened to remain as a Demigod for exactly ten thousand years. It was not because he was incapable of ascending, rather, it was because, in these ten thousand years, he actually did not manage to find a single Lightning Spirit Vein disciple. And in the entire cultivation world, only the Jade Forest Mountain of Ancient Hill Sect, possessed the cultivation method for Lightning Spirit Vein holders. If he were to ascend, there will no longer be any successors to his line. Hence, even though he had long possessed the body of a deity, he continued to stay in the lower realm, so as to wait for someone capable of succeeding him.

And that successor finally appeared, but, she actually seemed to be really unwilling. Even when he bestowed her a name, she revealed a very strange expression, and she only had the thought of returning to the mortal realm in mind. Was she telling him that his Jade Forest Mountain, the one and only capital of the deity cultivation realm, could not compare to the filthy lands of the mortal realm?

Yu Yan, was really unhappy.

"Please, I really don't wish to become a deity. Please let me go, and allow me to happily roll my way out of here!" Zhu Yao was about to cry. She did not want to be called Desire.

Yu Yan lightly frowned. An idea came into his mind. He chanted an incantation, and Zhu Yao, who was still trying to persuade him earlier, was now kneeling on the ground with a light thud.

"What are you planning to do!" Zhu Yao was shocked. He was not trying to kill her due to anger, right? Just when she was thinking of getting up, she was no longer in control of her body. Facing the ice caveman, she kowtowed in front of him three times. Before she could even react, Yu Yan extended out two of his fingers, and lightly tapped on her forehead. She simply felt a chilling energy infiltrating into her mind. A moment later, a warm feeling welled up inside her entire body, and, on her forehead, a flower-like marking surfaced.

"From today on, you are my personal succeeding disciple, this imprint is the proof that I have accepted you as my disciple. Tomorrow morning, arrive at the top of the Jade Forest Mountain. I will personally pass down the cultivating techniques to you." After saying that, his figure flashed, and Zhu Yao could no longer see his figure in front of her.

Raising her hand, she touched her forehead which still had a slight icy chill. Zhu Yao felt like crying. You can't forcefully buy me like that.

Zhu Yao who was forced to cultivate, was very unhappy as well.

She let out a huge sigh. It seemed like talking sense to him would not work, the two of them were basically on different wavelengths. She looked at her surroundings, and when she could only see a long stretch of lush grassland, and a range of mountains, she felt like crying even more. Where is this? At least point me a direction… Is it really alright to disappear this irresponsibly?

I wonder how's little wimp coming along? When she thought that she had initially planned on doing a good deed, and in the end, seemed to have dug a grave for herself instead, she felt that it was really difficult doing good deeds in this day and age. It seemed like she had no choice but to walk on the route of becoming a deity now.

But the current problem was… Where did she have to go?

Earlier, the ice caveman told her to find him at the top of the Jade Forest Mountain. Zhu Yao glanced at the mountain peak which had pierced through the clouds in front of her, and momentarily went crazy. The hell! This mountain looked exactly the same as Mount Everest! You must be kidding me, right?

At this moment, Zhu Yao finally understood what the idiom 'do not look for trouble, and trouble will not come', really meant. She really regretted rejecting the ice caveman's request to take her in as his disciple earlier. If she had not done so, he would not have forcefully purchased her out of anger, and even more so, he would not have thrown her onto this barren land and have her fend for herself.

She was simply taken in as a disciple, that's all. She did not really make a loss. And seeing the attitude those people at the hall had towards him earlier, this master of hers was definitely someone of extremely high caliber. With someone like him backing her up, it was not really a bad thing. Even if she offended that red-clothed lady earlier, she probably wouldn't dare to cause her any trouble. But, if she had returned to the mortal realm, she might have found ways to torture her. He's evidently her savior who descended from the heavens!

After thinking this through, Zhu Yao's resentment towards this wonderful master of hers completely disappeared in an instant, rather, a feeling of gratitude surged inside her, and she even gained the motivation to climb the mountain.

But this gratitude completely disappeared when she reached the base of the mountain. No matter how far she climbed, she felt as though she could not reach the top no matter how long she took. The hell, she finally understood why that ice caveman told her to find him in the next morning. Because, she spent an entire day and night climbing the mountain.

Only when the sun had risen right up to the top on the second day, did she finally reach the top of the mountain. Dog-tired, she collapsed onto the ground, and could no longer move a single limb.

As for the certain master, who sat in his room for the entire night, anxiously waiting for his disciple to report, when he finally thought of personally investigating why she had yet to arrive, he opened the door, and saw a body lying straight on the floor in front of his house. A body covered entirely in dirt, her hair was in a mess, and on her pale face, there was spots of purple, as though they were traces of her smacking into something.

If he had not been able to sense the anger that was still emitting out from her body, he would have really thought that this Lightning Spirit Vein disciple of his, whom he finally managed to obtain, was gone just like that.

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Chapter 8: Jade Forest Mountain Peak

In just a single night, how did she tire herself so much? Yu Yan frowned, and did a few seals with his hands. Zhu Yao, who was tired to point of being incapable of moving earlier, suddenly felt a surge of warm energy filling her entire body. The fatigue within her body disappeared in a single sweep, and even her ragged breathing earlier had calmed down. So this is Mystic Art? How mysterious.

Looking at his new disciple finally getting up, Yu Yan was finally relieved. He looked at her from head to toe, and suddenly thought of something. Unless…

"You climbed this mountain by foot?"

Zhu Yao pouted her lips. "How else?" She did not know how to fly, after all.

Yu Yan looked at her strangely. "Why did you not use the teleportation formation?" Unless, she did it to train herself, and to also demonstrate her determination to becoming a deity? With this thought in mind, Yu Yan's expression was momentarily much better, and was a little satisfied with this disciple who would usually speak nonsensical things. This disciple, even though she did not seem to be very bright, she was rather hard-working.

A certain hard-working disciple: "……" In her mind, she was already flipping an unlimited number of tables. What the hell! If there's a teleportation formation, say so from the start!

After taking in many deep breaths, Zhu Yao finally suppressed her urge to scratch his face. As he was her superior, she had no choice but to take a step back, and furthermore, he was her future pillar of support.

"Master, your disciple greets you." Zhu Yao lowered her body, and gave him a proper bow.

"Mn!" Yu Yan nodded, his heart was momentarily filled with large amount of satisfaction. It's been more than ten thousand years, and he finally had a disciple of his own. Before his master ascended, he had constantly reminded Yu Yan to find a successor to the Jade Forest, and Yu Yan finally did not let him down.

Unconsciously, his disciple in front of him was becoming more pleasing to his eyes, and he had the urge to rush over and hug her. He sized Zhu Yao up a little. If she had been a little younger, it would have been better. Haah! Why did she not become my disciple a little sooner? Many thoughts spiraled in Yu Yan's mind, but his face was still as icy cold and expressionless as ever.

With a wave of his hand, Zhu Yao's clothes which was dirty beyond hope earlier, was restored to its former look in an instant. Even those old stains which she could not washed off in the past had disappeared.

"Amazing." Zhu Yao curiously pulled her clean clothes. A strong laundry detergent? Becoming a deity was actually this much fun. "Master, are you going to teach me this Mystic Art?" With this, she would no longer need to wash her clothes in the future. It would be so convenient for her.

"The Dirt Removing Art is only an entry-level Mystic Art. Once you learn how to absorb spiritual energy, you will naturally know how to use it." Yu Yan said lightly. "You have just arrived, first familiarize yourself with the surroundings. Spiritual energy will be the most abundant in the early morning, so I will only teach you how to absorb spiritual energy into your body tomorrow morning."

Zhu Yao nodded. She would be staying here for a long time anyway, even though she was curious about cultivation, it was not something she had to rush for.

"Follow me." Yu Yan passed by his disciple in front of him, and walked towards the direction she came from.

We're beginning with the familiarization already? Zhu Yao raised her spirits up, and hurriedly followed after him. Along the way, she worked hard to memorize the surrounding places, so as to prevent herself from losing her way in the future.

The Jade Forest Mountain was very quiet in the afternoon. Occasionally, there would be chirping and cricketing, but there were mostly just trees around. Not long later, Zhu Yao gave up on memorizing. She could not possibly memorize how all the trees look like, right? Hence, she simply followed behind him obediently.

Yu Yan was not a person of many words, she knew simply by looking at his cold-looking face. And since Zhu Yao was not really comfortable with talking to people she did not know, the two of them did not have a single conversation throughout the walk.

After four hours, Zhu Yao was finally unable to take it any longer. "Master, are we not there yet?" If they were going to keep walking any longer, the sky would turn dark.

Yu Yan turned back and looked at her. "It's right in front, we're almost there."

Zhu Yao did not say anything else. Yet another two hours passed, even if it's a downhill walk, her legs were already about to give way. However, the person in front of her, still did not have the intention of stopping at all. Didn't you say we were almost there? Her mind was filled with suspicions, but she could only grit her teeth, and simply swept her gaze across her surroundings.

Eh, why does that slanted tree look a little familiar? And that piece of stone that looked like a turtle looks rather familiar too. I even think I have seen that monkey with the red buttocks from somewhere as well.

"We're here!"

The person in front of her stopped and Zhu Yao took a look at her surroundings. The hell, was this not the base of the mountain she was at yesterday? Master took her on a walk for the entire afternoon, just to return to this place? She looked really good climbing the mountain, so he wanted her to climb it again? Master, you can't play your disciple for a fool like this.

"Master…" She felt like crying.

Yu Yao looked at her pitiful expression. Why did she give him such a face for? His disciple was being stupid again, it seemed. Calmly deciding to ignore her, he pointed to a patch of grass three meters to his right. "That's the teleportation formation. You cannot simply enter within the Jade Forest Mountain using a flying sword. Through this formation, you're able to reach the peak of the mountain."

Ah, so the reason why he brought her on this trip, was to show this formation to her. Zhu Yao looked at the patch of lush grass. There doesn't seem to be anything different about it though.

Under Yu Yan's signal, she followed after him towards the place he pointed to, and stood there. A flash of light suddenly appeared under her feet, a circular formation lighted up, and inside the formation, a few symbols were faintly moving. Immediately after, the white light became even brighter, the scenery before her changed, and she was already standing on the mountain peak. What a mystical formation.

Zhu Yao became really interested. She circled around the formation that was still emitting a faint light a few times, yet, she still could not understand the theory of how it worked. As she thought, becoming a deity was a luxurious and majestic path.

"This formation can be used to transfer both ways. You can also use it send yourself down the mountain." Seeing that his disciple was interested in the formation, Yu Yan took the initiative to explain.

"Really!?" Zhu Yao became a little excited, and hurried into the formation. Just as he said, the light once again grew brighter, and with a whoosh, she once again stood at the side of the formation at the base of the mountain. She stood on the formation again, and with another whoosh, she once again returned to the mountain peak. Zhu Yao playfully jumped in and out of the formation a couple of times, and could not help but admire the wonders of mystic arts. If she were to compare them, cars and airplanes were basically so much weaker compared to this formation.

Eh, wait a minute! She turned to look at her master, whose face was still as cold as ever. "Since this formation can teleport both ways, then why did master bring me on a walk for the entire afternoon earlier?"

Yu Yan was startled by her stare, and seemed to have realized this problem as well. Slightly turning his head away, he avoided the question. "Have an earlier rest today. Tomorrow, I will teach you how to absorb spiritual energy into your body."

After saying that, he turned around and entered the house, closing the door as he went in. He was definitely influenced by his disciple's stupidity, it was definitely not because he did not think of using the formation to head down the mountain.

Zhu Yao's face darkened. Does master have a skill called, 'Play your disciple for a fool'?

At a loss of words, she looked at the thatched cottage in front of her. That's right, a thatched cottage. This crazily cool-looking master of hers, was actually living in a thatched house, and it was the only thatched cottage on the entire mountain peak. Everywhere else was just barren land.

In that case, there was a problem. Hole-digging technique… Ah, pui! Where was she going to rest tonight? Master, did you forget something?

After silently inspecting the terrain for a long while, she determined that there were no other place on the mountain peak she could stay for the night. Thus, Zhu Yao had no choice but to knock on the thatched house's door.

Just after three light knocks, with a creak, the door automatically opened. The interior of the house was relatively simple, other than a bed, there was nothing else inside. And her master was currently meditating on the bed.

"What is it?"

"Master, where do I stay tonight?" Zhu Yao asked honestly.

Yu Yan was startled for a moment. Only then did he realize that his disciple was still a mortal, and unlike practitioners, it was impossible for her to casually pick out a cave and cultivate inside. It was an oversight on his part.

'Pui!' : Zhu Yao spitting because she said something wrong.

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Chapter 9: Gold Nest, Silver Nest, Dog's Nest

Getting up, along with his disciple, he walked out. He looked at the position of his own thatched cottage, and then, from the storage pouch he took out from within his clothes, he took out an item. Throwing it onto the ground, a refined three-story building, shining with golden brilliance, appeared next to the thatched cottage, dying the entire night sky with sparkles and a magical atmosphere.

"Mas… Master." Zhu Yao pointed her trembling finger at the building that was capable of blinding one's eyes. "Living… in a house like this, isn't really a good idea, right?"

"You don't like it?" Yu Yan raised an eyebrow. He obtained this house from a toad spirit that have cultivated for a thousand years. Back then, when he took it away, although he personally did not like it, when he looked at the toad spirit's regretful eyes, he concluded that it was still something pretty good, so he believed his little disciple would like it.

Yu Yan lowered his head, continued searching through his storage pouch, and casually threw out another item. This time, it was a courtyard made out of jade. Under the moonlight shine, it emitted out a faint silver light, and from outside, the luxurious designs and furniture inside the building could be vaguely seen.

Zhu Yao could not help but to use her hand to support her jaw, which was about to fall off. It seemed like… she had been taken in as a disciple by an unbelievable tycoon. She looked at the golden building on the left, then, she looked at the jade building on right, and then, she looked at the dirt-filled thatched cottage at the center.

"Pick out whichever you like, and just live in it." Yu Yan said indifferently.

Zhu Yao looked blankly at her own master, as though she saw him turning into a river god, and with a golden house on one hand, and a silver house on the other, asking her, "Oh, courageous girl, the house you threw, was it this golden house, or this silver house?"

Zhu Yao swallowed her saliva, and deeply suppressed the vanity in her heart. That Aesop's fable had taught her that, to be human, it's necessary to keep to a low profile. Since her master was living in a thatched cottage, no matter how it looked, it would be inappropriate for his disciple to live in either the golden or silver house.

"Master… I think it's fine if you give me a house that's similar to yours."

Yu Yan tilted his head, gave his disciple a strange look, and sighed, revealing an 'as I thought, my disciple is really an idiot' expression. With a wave of his hand, the two buildings were retrieved. And then, with some unknown arts, a thatched cottage was being built at a speed visible to the naked eye on the ground.

Not even a moment later, a thatched house that looked exactly the same was built. Zhu Yao thanked her master, and entered her own house. She found out that, the interior was exactly the same as her master's, other than a wooden bed and a blanket, there was nothing else.

After being fatigued for two days and one night, Zhu Yao did not really care anymore, and simply lied on the bed and entered her dreamland.

The next day, Zhu Yao woke up really early. It was not that she was diligent, rather, the bed in her room was simply too hard. She momentarily regretted rejecting those two exquisite houses back then. As I thought, one should not try to put up a front, and take the offer when one has to.

Opening the door, Zhu Yao realized her master was already waiting outside for her. His eyes swept past her deep and heavy bags under her eyes, lightly frowned, and signaled her to sit on the empty ground in front of him.

She was going to start cultivating just like that? Zhu Yao raised her spirits, immediately ran over, and sat cross-legged in front of her master.

"Today, I shall teach you how to take in spiritual energy into your body." With a single finger, Zhu Yao tapped on Zhu Yao's forehead. "Close your eyes!"

Zhu Yao obediently closed her eyes, and simply felt a familiar flow of energy entering from her forehead, and then, the energy slowly flowed within her entire body. After that, it converged at her cinnabar, causing her entire body to feel warm, and she felt fresh and spirited.

"This is the method to circulate the spiritual energy inside your body. Remember this method. When you're able to sense the spiritual energy around you, you can use this method to take in spiritual energy." Seeing that she had comprehended, Yu Yan retracted his hand.

"Then, how can I sense spiritual energy?" Zhu Yao asked.

"That will depend on your own comprehension ability." Yu Yan said indifferently. Spiritual energy was the world's biggest uncertainty. Everyone had their own comprehension of it, and everyone looked at it differently. There were people who are capable of sensing in an instant, and there were people who were unable to feel a hint of spiritual energy in their entire lives. As her master, he could only guide her, and was unable to sense it for her. "Close your eyes. Clear your mind of all thoughts. Use your heart to feel it, and you will naturally be able to sense it."

Zhu Yao once again closed her eyes, and slowly removed all thoughts from her mind. However, she was merely submerging herself into darkness. Ten minutes later, forget about feeling spiritual energy, she simply felt like sleeping.

And her master simply gave her an advice not to be anxious, and left, leaving her to silently meditate by herself.

However, she meditated from morning till noon, and still did not produce any results. During the process, she had almost fell asleep several times, and other than her body feeling sore, she could not feel anything else. Zhu Yao could not sit still any longer, and decided to take a stroll and get some fresh air before continuing.

Just when she used the formation to teleport herself down the mountain, she saw a person riding on a flying sword as he flew over from afar. Wearing the sect's white robe, he seemed to be a male disciple in his twenties, and he even looked a little familiar.

When he saw Zhu Yao on the ground, he politely gave her a smile, only then did Zhu Yao recalled who he was.

"Senior-martial uncle Li?" Was he not the youth who brought them to the sect?

The youth stopped in front of her, and was a little startled, before giving her a greeting. "This disciple isn't worthy of being referred to as senior-martial uncle. Grand-martial aunt, please refrain from referring me that way, and simply call me by my Daoist title, Li Lin."

"Ah?" Did those little turnips not addressed him that way?

Seeing that she was skeptical, Li Lin continued. "Sovereign Yu Yan has the highest seniority in our sect, and even Sect Master has to address him as Ancestral-martial uncle. You're Sovereign Yu Yan's disciple, so, according to seniority, this disciple should be addressing you as Grand-martial aunt."

So her status was actually this amazing, Zhu Yao suddenly felt as though she had used a cheat.

She immediately asked Li Lin a few questions, and found out about some inside details.

The sect that she had admitted in was called Ancient Hill Sect. It was the most famous sect in the cultivation world, and was the sect which had the most disciples as well. In the sect, they had three Demigod-stage elders, and dozens of Azoth-stage disciples. The sect was separated into two portions, the Inner and Outer Sect, and the Inner Sect was further divided into six mountains, Beast-Taming Mountain, Sword Mountain, Talisman Mountain, Weapon-Refining Mountain, Medicine Mountain, and Jade Forest Mountain which she currently resided in. Every mountain had their own specialty, for example, the Sword Mountain specialized in using swords, and the Talisman Mountain specialized in using talismans, etcetera. There were not less than ten thousand disciples in each Mountain. Among them, the Sword Mountain had the most disciples, and undoubtedly, it was the strongest out of the six. In Sword Mountain, all the disciples cultivated in the way of the sword, and the Lord of Sword Mountain was also the Sect Master of Ancient Hill Sect, Reverend Zi Mo. He was the one who tested her Spirit Vein the other day at the great hall. Every Mountain Lord was at least at the Nascent Soul level of cultivation, and thinking back, the other people who were seated at the hall back then, were definitely the other Mountain Lords.

And the lady whom she had offended then, was the Lord of Medicine Mountain, Reverend Hong Chou. The Medicine Mountain specialized in refining divine medicine, and the Mountain Lord was even a Ninth-Grade Pellet Refining Master, rarely seen in the cultivation world. As people who cultivate into deities, it was hard to avoid borrowing the use of pellets to aid in one's cultivation. Hence, many practitioners would seek help from the Pellet Mountain, which also meant that, not many people would easily offend a Pellet Master, let alone one at the ninth-grade. But, she just had to have offended one!

When she realized this truth, tears began to flow down from Zhu Yao's eyes.

Reference to the Aesop's Fable – The Woodman.

https/en./wiki/Dantian

Basically, it's the name he uses as a deity practitioner.

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Chapter 10: Meeting the Little Turnip Again

The reason why Li Lin came up to the mountain this time, was to look for Zhu Yao, have her undergo the sect's entry procedures, and receive her own identity jade tablet. Every new disciple of the Ancient Hill Sect had to undergo lectures about the sect for a month, something that was similar to an induction programme. Then, the various Mountains would select a couple of people with good potentials as Inner Sect disciples. Those who were not selected, would enter the Outer Sect, and only after they built their Foundation, would they enter the Inner Sect. However, these people might not be taken in as disciples by the Mountain Lord. Initially, Zhu Yao had to undergo the same process as well, but, her Spirit Vein was too unique. Hence, she did not have to undergo the same process, and was immediately taken in as a disciple, a personal succeeding disciple at that.

Li Lin looked at the divine imprint, which could only belong to personal succeeding disciples, on Zhu Yao's forehead, and could not help but feel envious in his heart. Usually, practitioners would only have a single personal succeeding disciple, and unless the disciple were to die, there would be no other successors. However, how could he blame her for being a Lightning Spirit Vein holder?

As Zhu Yao did not know how to use a flying sword, Li Lin had no choice but to take out that giant piece of leaf he used back then, and carried her to the Main Mountain.

"Grand-martial aunt, please, this way." Li Lin guided Zhu Yao into the hall, his manner was so respectful, she was starting to feel a little embarrassed.

"It's fine if you just call me Zhu Yao." It kind of felt strange being called grand-martial uncle by someone of about the same age.

Li Lin simply smiled, he did not reject it, nor did he dare to directly accept her request, and simply said a few words to someone who seemed to be the manager of this hall. The expression of that aged uncle instantly tensed up. He wobbly walked over to her, gave her a huge bow, and called out, "Ancestral Grand-martial aunt!"

Zhu Yao: "……"

"Grand-martial aunt, you do not need to care about it too much. In the cultivation world, one's superiority is dependant on one's level of cultivation. Since you're Sovereign Yu Yan's disciple, this sort of situation will be a usual occurrence in the future." Li Lin gave some consoling words and guided her to a chair at the side. He then had the uncle leave to do his own work, and continued to explain to her. "Jade Forest Mountain's identity jade tablet will require some time to finish, so I have to humbly ask Grand-martial aunt to wait here for a short moment."

Zhu Yao nodded. Sitting on the chair, she curiously looked at her surroundings. This place should be a junction specialized in dealing with matters regarding the sect, and there were not many people. Occasionally, there would be one or two people charging towards Li Lin to greet him, and then, they would head to the place at the center similar to a counter. Sometimes, they would take out something, hand it over to the person at the counter, and leave after that.

"This is the place where missions are managed in our sect." Seeing that she was interested, Li Lin pointed to the tablets hanged around the room, and explained. "Our sect frequently issue out missions, and, as long as you have the ability, you can accept them. After you have completed your mission, you can receive contribution points from the sect, and use them to exchange for goods."

So it's an exchange market. Zhu Yao had a sudden realization, and once again, saw people entering the place and charging towards Li Lin, greeting him. There were people calling him senior martial-uncle, and there were people calling him ancestral senior martial-uncle. After they finished greeting him, they would also curiously look at Zhu Yao who was beside him, but they did not inquire about her.

It was good that Li Lin did not explain her identity to those people, otherwise, she would have to look at a bunch of people, both young and old, calling her ancestor. She simply would not be able to accept it. But Li Lin's status seems to be pretty high as well. I wonder which Reverend his master is. It would be best if he's not from the Pellet Mountain. As someone who is blacklisted, I can't happily play around with people from the Pellet Mountain. （－－）！

"Senior-martial uncle Li!" While she was in her own thoughts, someone suddenly charged over. His steps were a little hasty, and seemed to have been rushing throughout his entire journey. He glanced at Zhu Yao, and then, whispered a few words into Li Lin's ear. Li Lin who was still gentle and calm earlier, became heavily tensed.

"Grand-martial aunt, a small matter seemed to have came up at the Sword Mountain, if possible…"

"Go, I will wait here." Zhu Yao waved her hand.

Li Lin hesitated for a moment, called out to a disciple in the hall, and only after telling him to have the manager send her back after the tablet was finished, did he finally bring along the youth, who just entered, and leave.

Zhu Yao waited for about half an hour, and the manager had yet to appear. It seemed like it indeed require a long time to finish her identity jade tablet. Just when she was about to take a stroll, the moment she went out of the entrance, a bunch of familiar little turnips came walking over. Especially that little wimp with the round face who was walking right at the front with a lowered head, was he not Doctor Wang's son?

"It's you!" The little kid Wang Xuzhi saw Zhu Yao as well, momentarily, his eyes sparkled, and he charged straight over like a cannonball. Zhu Yao spread out her arms and was planning to embrace him, however, at the critical moment, the little turnip actually stepped on the brakes. Glaring at her, he pursed his lips, and began to furiously lecture her. "Where did you run off to? I… I looked for you everywhere. Let me tell you this, if you're lost, I… I won't come looking for you, alright!? Hmph!"

Uh… Why is this kid's words so contradictory? First, you said you looked for me everywhere, and then later, you said you're not going to look for me. Zhu Yao awkwardly put down her empty arms, and stroked Little Wang's head. Looks like little wimp is rather worried about me, huh.

Looking at his inflated little face that was about to burst out of anger, and his eyes that looked like it could tear up at any moment, Zhu Yao's heart momentarily softened. Squatting down, she rubbed his cute little cheeks. "What are you crying for? Look, didn't I come back? Were you so worried about me?"

Wang Xuzhi startled for a moment, and then, in an instant, like a lighted up firecracker, he huffed. "Who's worried about you? If not for the fact that you're going to be married to me in the future, I wouldn't care the least bit about you! My dad once told me, you suddenly disappearing like that, is called a wife not doing her duty."

Zhu Yao's hands stopped, and then, began to pinch his cheeks. Your sister's not doing her wifely duties! As I thought, he's a spoiled brat, a day without a beating and he will scale the roof to strip the tiles.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts…" Little wimp kept trying to pull her hands off, but unfortunately, he did not succeed.

Only after Zhu Yao was satisfied with her pinching, did she release her hands from his reddened little cheeks. Pointing to the little turnips queueing in front of the counter behind him, she asked. "What are you guys doing here?"

Little Wang placed his two hands on his little cheeks, rubbed them, and said with an irritated expression. "Senior-martial brother Qin brought us here to receive our identity jade tablets."

He pointed to the youth who was currently leading the group of children.

So they're here to receive their identity jade tablets as well. Zhu Yao was about to ask about what they did for the last two days, but she suddenly saw a commotion among the little turnips. A familiar-looking little turnip was pushed onto the ground.

While a little kid which was a little fat was currently sitting on the little turnip's body, waving his fists about, another little girl was actually crying at the side. The other little kids simply looked on anxiously, none of them took a step forward to stop them. Even the youth who had brought them here, simply looked away, as though it was not his problem.

"What are you guys doing!" Before Zhu Yao could make clear of the situation, Little Wang beside her had already called out to them, and had successfully stopped the little fatty who was giving the kid on the floor a beating.

Little Wang angrily walked over, pointed at the little fatty, and asked. "Little fatty Zhao, why did you beat him?"

The little fatty looked a little unsatisfied, but he still got up from the little kid who he beat up. He pointed at the little kid on the ground who was already completely stained with dirt, and said. "This kid dared to cut into my queue. I was simply teaching him a lesson!"

"No… It's not like that…" The little girl who was crying hurriedly shook her head. "Little fatty said he wanted to be the first to receive his identity jade tablet, and stopped me from receiving mine. Big brother Xiao Yi stood out to help me."

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Chapter 11: Master's New Skill

The little fatty's actual intentions were exposed in front of everyone, yet, he became even more complacent. "I have already reached the first level of Essence, while you lot have yet to start cultivating at all. Naturally, I should be the first one in queue."

Everything was clear now. It was actually a case brought about by the matters regarding the queueing for identity jade tablets. Zhu Yao was about to step forward, but, her sleeves was suddenly tugged. She was stopped by the white-clothed disciple beside her, and he was exactly the disciple who brought the little turnips to receive their tablets. Little Wang seemed to refer to him as senior-martial brother Qin.

"This junior-martial sister, it's best not to step into matters like this." The disciple surnamed Qin gave her an eye, pointed to that little fatty, and said with a low voice. "He's the son of the first disciple of the Weapon-Refining Mountain. He possesses the Water and Wood Duo Spirit Veins, and is destined to enter the Inner Sect. It's best to step aside, and prevent yourself from getting into trouble."

So it's actually a matter of status, huh. It's no wonder no one is intervening. Just that, is it really alright to not teach him a lesson after he just beat up someone? They're kids, after all. As she thought of this, the Little Wang over there had already finished dealing with the matter, by settling the queue order according to height, with the shortest standing at the front. It was evident that Little Wang was held in high esteem among this bunch of kids, as the little turnips seemed to have taken him as their leader figure.

In the end, little fatty was queued second from the back, and as Wang Xuzhi was the tallest, he was queued right at the back. Although the little fatty was a little unsatisfied, he did not directly express it out.

"Hey, hey, wife, you stand here." After Wang Xuzhi got into his position, he pointed to his back, and beckoned Zhu Yao to come over.

He succeeded in causing the corner of her lips to twitch. Looking at the surrounding strange eyes directed at her, she suddenly had the impulse to pinch him to death. Wang Xuzhi looked at her unmoving figure, thinking that she was unsatisfied with being right at the back, he gritted his teeth, painfully took a step back, and pointed to the now open position in front of him. "If not, I can permit you to stand in front of me as well!"

Zhu Yao's expression darkened even more. However, seeing his serious expression, she had no choice but to walk over. She then scooped Little Wang up, and strongly spanked his buttocks a few times.

Little Wang took in deep breaths due to the pain, yet, strangely, he did not yell out. He looked at Zhu Yao with a mysterious expression, and then slowly turned his head to the side.

Hey, hey, what is a youngster like you blushing red for?

Not understanding the spoiled brat's thoughts, she decided to ignore it, however, she suddenly felt being bumped by someone. Looking forward, standing in front of her was little fatty, and coincidentally, the child who was beat up, was queued just right in front of him. Little fatty took the opportunity when no one was looking, and with a squeeze of his buttocks, he successfully squeezed into the third position from the back. He even turned his head back and made a face at the kid behind him.

That child called Xiao Yi, did not get a good footing, and almost fell again. Barely holding up, he looked at the little fatty in front of him with a face filled with hatred. Tightly gripping the tiny fists in front of him, he lightly muttered out something. His voice was soft, it was not loud enough for anyone else to hear, but, Zhu Yao, who was standing right behind him, was able to hear him very clearly.

"One day, I will have everyone in this world crawl beneath my feet."

Zhu Yao suddenly felt a familiar yet strange feeling. She was unable to describe what it was, she simply felt something was wrong. When she looked at the child in front of her carefully, she finally recognized him. Was he not the little beggar with Duo Spirit Veins back at the city? Back then, his calmness and seriousness which were different compared to the rest of the children were even highly evaluated by Li Lin. Zhu Yao wondered which master would he be taken in by?

But why did she feel strange when she was looking at him? Just what was wrong with him?

Zhu Yao sank deep into her thoughts, however, no matter how much she thought of the matter, she was unable to find a single reason. Her thoughts were then interrupted by the manager, who respectfully handed her tablet onto her hands.

She then simply explained a few things to Little Wang, telling him she was under a different master from him, and would often come over to see him. As he gave her a "you're not going to do your wifely duties again" expression, following the manager, Zhu Yao returned to Jade Forest Mountain.

The life of cultivating was extremely dull. Ever since the morning her master taught her how to take in spiritual energy into her body, he had never appeared again. Just where did he go? Zhu Yao tried to sense spiritual energy in the house for an entire day, and was finally unable to sit still any longer. If she was going to continue sitting like this, forget about spiritual energy, she was about to starve to death.

Zhu Yao had searched the entire house, yet, she did not find anything that was edible. She had even searched her master's house as well, forget about food, even he had disappeared. At how things were going, she was definitely going to starve to death. Master could not have forgotten that she needed to eat, right?

She looked at the lush forest of trees at the base of the mountain, and considered relying on herself to look for food. But, someone like her who could even forget to pour water into the electronic rice cooker, even if she were to go out for a hunt, she would not be able to cook, right? Furthermore, she did not have any hunting skills either.

Master… Hurry and come home, your disciple is about to starve to death.

Hence, when a certain master returned from his closed-door meditation three days later, he once again obtained another collapsed body in front of his house. Yu Yan frowned. Did his disciple perhaps possess an eccentric personality, and like to lie on the ground at random moments?

Silently casting the Dirt Removal Art on his disciple, and also inserting some spiritual energy inside her body, the fallen body on the ground finally got up.

Seeing Yu Yan, Zhu Yao could not help but burst into tears, and she instantly hugged onto his legs. "Master!"

Yu Yan stiffened. He was really not used to being hugged like this. However, when he thought that the one hugging onto his leg was the disciple he had finally longed for, he suppressed his feelings of flinging her away. His little disciple seemed to like him quite a lot, she was actually this moved after leaving for only a few days.

"You're finally back, I was about to starve to death." Zhu Yao began her accusations while she was still in tears. If not for that final line that still lied in her heart, she would have already went to bite on the tree barks. As someone who had never starved since young, she was really not used to it. "I want to eat!"

Yu Yan instantly rejected her request. "As a practitioner, one must not savor on food. There are too many impurities in the food of the mortal realm which will easily influence your cultivation."

"But Master, if I don't eat now, I will really starve to death!" How the hell was she going to cultivate if she died?

Yu Yan was startled, only now did he recall that his disciple had yet to even learn how to take in spiritual energy into her body. It seemed like… it would not do if she did not eat. Yu Yan went into a moment of silence, and looked at his crying disciple who was clinging onto his leg, his face was filled with melancholy, as though it was saying "Why is my disciple so weak?" He sighed, and then, his figure disappeared in a flash. Zhu Yao was left alone on the grass field, and a gentle breeze blew past her.

So hungry…

Just when she thought that her master had decided not to care about her any longer, in a blur, her master who had just left, returned with a big bag of stuffs. With a shake of his hand, a large number of fresh cabbages, carrots and other vegetables fell out. So he went to look for food for her, but… how was she going to eat them raw?

Just as she was skeptical about this, her master picked up a carrot and a few other vegetables, opened the kitchen's door, pulled up his sleeves and began to cook.

Zhu Yao stared blankly at the white-clothed man. With a hand holding onto the carrot, and with a knife on the other, he began to slice the vegetables, making 'dong dong dong' sounds on the chopping board. He was actually performing this daily life scene with such overflowing divinity. Master, when did you put skill points into your life skills?

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Chapter 12: Network Delaying Auntie

In less than ten minutes, on the stone table in front of the thatched cottage, five dishes comprising of four plates of vegetables and a bowl of soup, were neatly placed. Their aroma floated in the air. And, throughout the entire process, Zhu Yao's mouth was wide open, and had yet to recover from that state, as she looked at that certain non-deity-like person in front of her.

"Eat!" Yu Yan indifferently said a single word. Sitting right across her, he passed her a bowl of white rice, and signaled her to start eating.

Zhu Yao mechanically took the bowl, a bunch of exclamation marks were still crazily scrolling through her mind. "Master, you know how to cook?"

Yu Yan passed her a pair of chopsticks, paused for a moment, and then said. "Your grandmaster once taught me."

Oh, so it's a skill inheritance. Silently, she began eating. After finishing three bowls of rice, she was finally full, and she put down her bowl and chopsticks. I'm stuffed. She felt as though she was resurrected from the dead.

Throughout the entire process, Yu Yan simply sat across her, watching her eat. When she finally placed down her chopsticks, he began to clear the bowls and plates on the table. Before Zhu Yao could even stop him, he had already finished cleaning them in the kitchen. Along the way, he even took the rest of the vegetables piled up outside the doorway and placed them neatly in the kitchen.

Zhu Yao simply looked on with sparkling eyes, and had almost wanted to write the two words "Virtuous House-husband" on her master's forehead.

Her master was actually capable of doing anything!

Yu Yan looked at Zhu Yao's expression, and knew that she had yet to take in any spiritual energy. Yet, he did not press her, and simply gave her some encouraging words, telling her not to rush her cultivation and things like that. The more Zhu Yao heard those words, the more moved she was. She felt that she had really struck a pot of gold, as she actually encountered a master with such all-round capabilities.

Her will to cultivate was filled with even more vigor, and she confidently returned to the house to sense spiritual energy.

Unfortunately, even though she had the motivation, reality was cruel. Zhu Yao meditated for an entire night, although she did not fall asleep this time around, she still could not feel a hint of spiritual energy. Looking at the sun which had already risen, Zhu Yao felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

The last time she went out, she had already found out that, the little turnips who had followed her to the sect, had all sensed spiritual energy, hence, they were able to receive their identity jade tablets. Because, things like jade tablets, can only be opened after inserting spiritual energy into them. And that little fatty, had even cultivated to the first level of Essence. As for Little Wang, he had even reached the second level of Essence. This was also why the rest of the little turnips treated him as their leader. As for Zhu Yao, she did not even possess the ability to open her own identity tablet.

So embarrassing. Where's the promised cheat of a Lightning Spirit Vein holder?

Zhu Yao let out a long sigh. She felt that she had to find her master next door and talked to him about life, so as to console her broken heart. Just when she got up, a familiar flow of warmth rushed out from her lower body. As though thousands of horses were galloping across her, it was aggressive and endless.

Zhu Yao's expression paled, and felt like crying. Before she could even greet her auntie she had not seen for a long time, an excruciating pain came from her lower abdomen, robbing her consciousness. Momma's egg, why the hell does it hurt so much!

She had always have a bad defect, her period would always hurt, and it was even the very excruciating type. Every month, in the few days before her auntie arrived, she would always make sure not to take any cold drinks, and only then could she calmly let it past. As long as she took in a sip of cold water, she would have to definitely be sent to the hospital and be jabbed with painkillers.

But, in the couple of months after she arrived at this world, her auntie mysteriously disappeared. She had even slightly rejoiced about it once, thinking that there might not be such a cruel creature such as an auntie in this world. How would she have known that she was simply unacclimatized to this world, which caused a network delay? A few months worth of aunties were just waiting for her!

Including the entire night of cold breeze she endured when she climbed the mountain a few days ago, it seemed like the excruciating pain she was suffering this time around, would not end anytime soon.

A while later, Zhu Yao had already curled up into a ball due to the pain, yet, she was still unable to lighten the sense of pain. And, the bed had also been stained with countless red dots of blood. And just when she felt she was about die from the pain, the door banged open. A white figure appeared in front of her bed.

On his cold expression, his two brows deeply creased, he looked strangely at her rolling figure, and Yu Yan was really startled by the smell of blood suddenly permeating into the air. "You're wounded?" Who was it? Who dared to harm my disciple who was under my supervision?

"Master!" Zhu Yao silently pulled over her blanket to cover her two legs. There was nothing more embarrassing than having her period seen.

"Who wounded you?" Yu Yan reached out his hand, grabbed her wrist, and started to check her pulse. A large amount of blood loss, it seemed like she was injured very severely.

"No… It's not that!" Zhu Yao embarrassingly pulled her hand back. He could not have not noticed it was just her period, right? "Master, take your leave first. I will be fine in just a moment. Oh right, if it's not inconvenient for you, do you mind boiling me a bowl of brown sugar water?"

Brown sugar water? What's that? Yu Yan was entirely clueless. Looking at her hesitant expression, he could not help but guess that, did she perhaps have a reason for not telling him? Or did the person who harmed her threatened her with something? A certain master was enraged. There was actually someone in this world capable of threatening his disciple.

"You do not have to be afraid, tell master what's the matter. I will personally help you do justice."

"…" How the hell was she going to explain about her auntie? "Master, I'm really alright?"

Yu Yan frowned even deeper. Seeing that she was determined to not voice out about it, he had no choice but to take the next best option. "Let your master see your wound."

"Eh!?" Are you serious? I don't have a wound though?

However, Yu Yan had already pulled her blanket away, and looked over to her legs. Because of that earlier action, her auntie's blood splurged out even more, and in just a moment later, streams of blood had already flowed down her thighs, staining her entire pants. In Yu Yan's eyes however, her injuries seemed to have worsened, because the smell of fresh blood was even more dense that before. He reached out his hand to take off his disciple's pants, wanting to investigate her wound.

Zhu Yao suddenly reacted, pressing on his hand, her entire face had already paled from his attempted action.

"Master, I'm really alright. This is normal."

Yu Yan still had the same serious expression as he looked at her. With reproachful eyes, he pulled her hand away. "You're injured to this extent, how is this normal? Release my hand, let your master have a look."

"No!" Zhu Yao was so frightened, she even forgot about the pain. She instantly leaped up, and hid to the corner of the bed. Ever since she was young, this was the first time her pants was being righteously stripped off by someone, who the hell could be calm about it?

Yu Yan's face momentarily darkened. His expression which did not possess any warmth in the first place, had turned even colder. "Come over here!"

Zhu Yao shook her head furiously. If she were to go over, her chastity and virginity would disappear, alright!?

Yu Yan waved his hand, and Zhu Yao simply felt her body stiffening. As though she had lost control of her body, she flew to the front, and landed nicely in Yu Yan's embrace. With a simple pull, Zhu Yao's pants were pulled down, revealing a white * which was stained red with blood.

Zhu Yao simply felt a chill on her lower body, and momentarily, embarrassment, awkwardness, astonishment, humiliation, different types of feelings burst out from her heart. A shriek which she could not suppress rang throughout the clouds, and then, out of reflex, with her right hand, she gave a tight slap into the face of the person beside her.

"Ah—————— *!"

'Auntie': A chinese internet slang for a girl's period. As to how this term came about… ahem, it seems they derived it from English. From what I understand, it went like this: When a girl hits puberty, she will have to wait until it comes every month. Unti sounds like Auntie. Hence, female netizens would always say 'My auntie has come.' when their period arrives. Yeah, chinese people are weird. There are funny variations as to how the term came about as well. If you guys are interested, I will post them up when I have the time.

'Momma's egg': Another variation of 'what the hell' or any other curses. I could have simply changed it to one of the English variations, but I decided to keep it this way, 'cause of some wordplays in the future.

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Chapter 13: Master has Good Skills

Sovereign Yu Yan, as the person who was titled number one in the cultivation world, it had been many thousands of years since he last suffered injuries, to be precise, it had been many thousands of years since someone ever dared to act against him. People who dared to act against him, had either been turned into bones, or had already ascended. However, he was smacked once again just yesterday morning. And this person who dared to act against him, was the precious disciple he had waited for ten thousand years. With a 'pa' sound, a strong and solid slap landed on his left cheek. His face was fine, but his disciple's hand reddened.

Yu Yan completely could not understand. He simply wanted to look at his idiot disciple's wound, why did she have such a large reaction? Not only did she not allow him to look, she even acted against him? Truth to be told, he was a little frightened by his disciple's piercing scream. Thus, he had no choice but to take the next best option, leaving behind a few medicine that could stop her bleeding.

He had to think clearly, just what was wrong with his disciple? Although he had always known that his disciple was not very bright, this was still the first time she had such a violent reaction. And the word she clearly shouted, "*", was that referring to him?

Ever since he was young, he had lived in the Jade Forest Mountain, the number of people he had contact with was very limited. Although he had often went for training in the outside world when he was young, it had been a long time since then, and most of time was spent staying in the Jade Forest Mountain, waiting for a Lightning Spirit Vein disciple to appear. So, the things he knew about the outside world were rather limited. Just what was the meaning of "*"? His master had never taught that to him before!

So as to protect his prestige as her master, and to clearly understand the reason for his disciple's odd behavior, the Sovereign Yu Yan who had holed himself up for more than ten thousand years had decided to make a visit to the mortal realm.

With the spirit to learn, he underwent a field investigation. (Of course, he used the Invisibility Art) After spending an entire day flying around the world, he finally understood that his disciple was actually not injured, but was a natural phenomenon that only occurred to women. The mortal realm termed it "period".

Yu Yan heaved a sigh of relief, he was finally able to settle down. It's good that she's not injured. However, a new problem surfaced again. Why did his disciple not allow him to look? Since it was a natural phenomenon, why did she have to hide it? Was it because she was afraid of being scolded? But he had never scolded her a single word before. No matter how hard he thought, Yu Yan was unable to understand his disciple's thoughts. In the end, he could only deemed it as, his disciple was really an idiot. ( – – )

After he had understood a few precautions, Yu Yan left the mortal realm, and returned with extreme haste. The moment he entered the room, when he smelled the stifling dense smell of blood, Yu Yan frowned even deeper. He simply cast a wind-type mystic art, and the smell of the blood lightened.

And that idiotic disciple of his, had already fainted on the bed, which was completely stained with blood. Yu Yan closed in, and used the Dirt Removal Art to remove the bloodstains her body and the bed. Then, he raised her up from the bed, and fed her with a bottle of Blood-Raising Essence Building potion. Seeing that her twisted brows had loosened a little, he was finally relieved. He placed her nicely on the bed, and then, covered her with her blanket.

Looking at her, he was still not able to settle down. He took out the Millennium Ice Silk from the storage pouch he kept with him, transformed it into a blanket, and covered it nicely over his disciple. After confirming that she would not catch a cold, he waved his hand, lighting up the candle-lights. Then, he silently took out another white fabric that was glowing with a faint light, and a pair of scissors.

When Zhu Yao woke up, she momentarily thought that the days she spent living in the cultivation world was just a nightmare. Because, she felt like she had returned home. The thing in front of her looked like the wooden square table she had used for many years in her house, under the table were four metal-plated stools, and her thrifty mother was currently sewing while sitting on the stool.

Eh, wait a minute. When did her mom become a man? And she was even wearing a weird white robe.

"Mas… Master!" She finally recognized the person who was currently sewing in front of her. For a moment, she was unable to control herself, and her jaw was once again in danger of dropping.

The hands of the person in front of her paused, and then, he calmly looked at her. "You're awake."

Then, his fingers moved. After smoothly tying a knot, he bit off the head of the string. His movements were crisp and precise, he was even more skilled than her own mom by a couple of levels.

"Master… You… You…" Oh my god. What did she just witness? Her master was actually capable of needlework! Master, please tell me, just which skill have you not added skill points into!?

Yu Yan did not seem to have noticed her astonishment. After calmly keeping the sewing kit into his storage pouch, and clearing up the dozens of rectangular-shaped fabrics he had finished sewing, he walked over. Reaching out his hand to check Zhu Yao's pulse, he asked. "Is your body feeling better?"

"Ye… Yes!" Zhu Yao was still in a state of shock. Only after his hint, did she realize that the auntie which had caused her to faint due to the pain, had already eased by a good amount, however, it was still in a state of turbulence. She unconsciously retreated a little.

However, this time, Yu Yan did not mind her movements, and passed her all the sewed products in his hands.

Zhu Yao curiously took them. The fabrics were soft and smooth, the texture were really great, and they were unbelievably light. With just a glance, she knew they were not ordinary products. And, his work was really precise. Even though there were stitches everywhere, she was completely unable to find any spaces between the heads of the strings. Evidently, he was skilled with his handicraft.

"What is this fabric?" It looked extremely expensive.

"Southern Sea Sharkman Rawsilk." Yu Yan answered without any mind. "Your master only has this fabric material on hand. Make use of it first. If you don't like it, I will help you look for some better ones tomorrow."

"For me? What is it for?" Zhu Yao stretched the fabric. It's so small, is it a handkerchief?

Yu Yan once again gave her a 'why is my disciple such an idiot' expression, and said in a resounding voice. "Sanitary pads."

Zhu Yao's hands trembled, and she almost fell off the bed.

Sanitary pads!

Auntie pads!

The reason why he sat on the stool and sewed for such a long time, was to make her auntie pads!!!!!

Yu Yan completely did not realize his disciple was close to turning into a stone, and patiently continued to explain.

"Don't worry, I have done my research. A woman's period lasts for at most five to six days. These are enough to last you for this entire month. If it's still not enough, I will make more for you then."

"In times like this, women will be fatigued and physically weak. Regarding the matters about your cultivation, there's no need to rush."

"If there's any other inconvenience, you're permitted to tell your master directly. I will not scold you."

"The brown sugar water you spoke of, I will boil some for you tomorrow."

"Have a good rest for today, your master will come see you again tomorrow."

After saying all that neatly and orderly, he stood up and left.

As for the certain person whose hands were stuffed with auntie pads, she was still in a stoned state. She did not regain her senses for a long while, and her heart was so confused, it was as though she had been struck by a hurricane.

Is… Is Master really alright?

There's something wrong with my master's brain, what do I do? Emergency, someone, please help!

Yu Yan had never been a master before, this was his first time. When he broke through into the Azoth-stage, his master had already ascended. It had been far too long since then, and the memories of his interaction with his master had long been unclear and foggy. Hence, he had completely no experience in bringing up disciples, and was a pure first-timer. Adding that his disciple was a little stupid, he was even more worried.

Thus, he decided to gain experience from his grand-martial nephew, who had plenty of experience in bringing up disciples.

Hence, when Ancient Hill Sect Master, Reverend Zi Mo, had finished managing the day's worth of heavy paperwork regarding the sect, and was about to take a nap, he was startled awake by the sudden appearance of Sovereign Yu Yan in his room. The number of times this person left the Jade Forest Mountain in these ten thousand years could be counted clearly with just ten fingers. Yet, this person actually visited his room personally. Is he going to give me some pointers? Reverend Zi Mo was excited. Just when he was about to express his respect to this ancestral-martial uncle of his, this ancestral-martial uncle threw him an odd question.

"How do you make brown sugar water?"

What? Brown sugar water? Is that some sort of new Mystic Art?

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Chapter 14: The Sect Master's Headache

"The thing ancestral-martial uncle is speaking of, is it… a type of Mystic Art?"

"Food."

"Food? Is it an unknown heavenly treasure?"

"No." Yu Yan frowned. Unless he has never heard of it as well? "It's a type of drink usually given to people who are experiencing a loss of blood."

The corner of Zi Mo's lips twitched. "Is ancestral-martial uncle referring to water that is boiled after the brown sugar has dissolved in it?"

Yu Yan pondered for a moment, and nodded. So it can be done with just dissolving the brown sugar in boiled water. "Do you have brown sugar here?"

"N… No." Zi Mo coughed a few times, and finally regained his senses. Just why was his ancestral-martial uncle looking for this this late in the night? "But, if ancestral-martial uncle urgently needs it, this disciple can send down a request, and I will have it sent to ancestral-martial uncle tomorrow."

"Mn." Yu Yan still had the same cold expression on his face, slightly nodding his head, he agreed to his suggestion. Satisfied, he turned to leave. After taking a few steps out, he suddenly thought of something, and once again turned his head back. He then asked with a serious expression. "Say, during a woman's period, other than drinking brown sugar water, is there anything else that needs to be taken note of?"

"Ah!?" Zi Mo's legs jerked, and he almost fell onto the ground. He… He did not mishear, right? A woman's period!? "Ancestral… ancestral… martial… uncle, why… why are you asking about this?"

"You don't know either?" Yu Yan squinted his eyes, lightly looking into Zi Mo's eyes. His facial expression did not change, however, his expression evidently showed his disdain. So much for having so many disciples under you.

Zi Mo simply felt cold sweat dripping down from his forehead. Biting the bullet, he replied. "This… this disciple did not really conduct a deep research about it. However… I heard that during that period of time, women will experience a huge loss of blood, they cannot be overly exhausted. and they cannot come in contact with anything cold."

Yu Yan nodded, and silently took note of it. After pondering for a moment, he continued with his stern and serious interrogation. "Then, what material is best for sanitary pads?" When his disciple received the rawsilk sanitary pads, her expression was strange, she should have been unsatisfied with the material used.

"……" Was his ancestral-martial uncle's body taken over? Why did he have to ask a man like him, about a woman's private matters? "This… This disciple thinks that, it should be a fabric material with good… water absorption characteristic. For example, Fresh Camlet and the like."

"Fresh Camlet?" Yu Yan was startled. That seemed to be made out of silk spit out from a type of low-grade spirit silkworm. He really did not have any on hand, hence, he turned his head and silently stared at Zi Mo, who had been wiping his cold sweat off the entire time.

"……" Zi Mo trembled from the stare. Without a choice, he took out his storage pouch, and silently pulled out a bunch of white fabric. "This disciple has a few pieces of them, if ancestral-martial uncle do not mind, you can freely choose…"

"Mn!" Yu Yan nodded, and before Zi Mo could even finish, with a wave of his hand, all of the fabric material were kept into his own storage ring, leaving none behind.

Zi Mo, who was still holding onto the storage pouch: "……"

I didn't say I was giving them all to you, right? Ancestral-martial uncle, don't you think you're a little too bold? Rubbing his hands with a pained heart, he did not have the nerve to get them back.

"Ancestral-martial uncle, the reason why you're asking about all this is?" If someone were to tell Zi Mo that this person who had cultivated for more than ten thousand years suddenly had interests in the matters of a woman, even if he was beaten to death, he would not believe it.

Yu Yan answered without a care. "My disciple is on her period. I'm taking care of her."

Oh, so it's about his newly accepted disciple.

Wait a minute! Is there a need for him to take care of something like this?

"Ancestral… ancestral-martial uncle, junior-martial aunt… is a woman!"

Yu Yan gave him a chilled glance. Isn't that obvious?

Zi Mo's heart cramped, he hesitated how he was going to have ancestral-martial uncle understand the difference between a man and a woman. "This disciple is trying to say, if you're this worried about junior-martial aunt… is… is she alright?"

Yu Yan frowned, and replied. "She fainted."

"It's just blood loss, nothing to worry about." He had already fed her the medicine, and even cast on her a Mystic Art that relieved pain. He was rather confident in his own Mystic Arts.

"……" He was not referring to that. "Ancestral-martial uncle, do you happen to know, what periods… ahem, mean to women?"

Yu Yan swept his sleeves without a care. He had gotten the things he needed, it was about time he left.

Zi Mo continued. "In the mortal realm, when a girl reaches eleven or twelve years old, or even earlier, they will have… ahem. This means that they have reached adulthood, and they can…" marry.

"Have an early rest." Before he could finish, unable to wait any longer, Yu Yan's figure flashed, disappearing without a trace.

Zi Mo, who was about to get to the main point: "……"

Rubbing his own storage pouch, his heart ached even more.

The reason why ancestral-martial uncle came here late in the night, was just to take away his Fresh Camlet? Although Fresh Camlet could not be said to be a very precious fabric material, it was not something a regular person could afford to wear. And, due to its strong water absorption characteristic, and defensive capability, usually, people would use it to refine water-type weapons. Using a fabric material like that for sanitary pads, was really too unthinkable. The most important issue was, ancestral-martial uncle took all of his stock, and did not even leave a single small piece for him.

Zi Mo painfully sighed. What could he do about it? That person was his ancestral-martial uncle, after all. He could do nothing but to just let it go. Just when he was depressed, on his bed, he actually saw a piece of white fabric material which was emitting a soft glow, as though the moonlight was shining upon it. It should be something ancestral-martial uncle left for him. Zi Mo picked it up to take a look, and was so shocked, even his hands began to tremble.

This… This… This… This is Rawsilk! The Rawsilk which were produced from Southern Sea Sharkmen could be said to be a rare treasure in the world, and could be used to refine defensive spiritual treasures of a high grade. Their value corresponded to the aggressiveness of the Sharkmen. Sharkmen were born naturally as eighth-grade beasts, which were equal to Azoth-stage of human practitioners, and usually, they move in groups, people would not easily dare to offend them. A Sharkman would only produce a single piece of Rawsilk in its entire life, and it would treat the Rawsilk as its life. In other words, to obtain a single piece, one must possess the resolve to face a Sharkman to its death.

And currently, he had that one piece in his hands. Zi Mo chuckled as he touched the piece of Rawsilk. The depression he had earlier from losing his Fresh Camlet was instantly replaced by a large amount of satisfaction. He would not mind sending ancestral-martial uncle another few hundred pieces of them.

But, the moment he thought of what he had used this fabric material for, an unsettling feeling began to surface again.

Wait a minute, the reason why ancestral-martial uncle left this Rawsilk, was to exchange it for the Fresh Camlet which he did not have, in other words, he only had Rawsilk on hand before this. Then the material he used for the sanitary pads before this was…

Zi Mo momentarily felt uncomfortable all around his body.

As Zi Mo sank into deep frustration, Yu Yan had already returned to Jade Forest Mountain, preparing to sew the sanitary pads throughout the night. He looked towards the direction of his disciple. It was completely dark in the house, it seemed she had already fallen asleep. Hesitating for a moment, with a heart full of worry, he opened the door.

This disciple of his was really too weak, the main point was that her mind was not really that bright. She was hurting that much during the day, yet, she was still unwilling to tell him the reason, not only was she weak, she was stupid as well. If he were to not tighten his watch over her, he was really worried that she might one day die of stupidity.

Inside the house, Zhu Yao was already asleep. Yu Yan stretched his hand out and checked her pulse. Her pulse was much stronger and steadier than it was in the morning, it seemed she would not feel that much pain after this. Heaving a sigh of relief, he once again looked at his silly disciple who had rolled herself in the blanket.

Suddenly, he recalled Zi Mo's words. He said that during this special period of time, women must not catch a cold. After pondering for a moment, he silently took out a blanket and covered it over her. A mortal catches a cold easily, right?

He looked at her again, and was still feeling a little worried. Not sure if a blanket was enough, he once again took out another blanket and covered it over her.

He glanced at her again, and was still feeling slightly worried. Yu Yan was not a stingy person, hence, he took out a third blanket.

He peeked at her again, taking out a fourth…

Thus, on the sixth morning Zhu Yao was taken in as a disciple, she was woken up from the heat!

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Chapter 15: Reunion with Little Wang

Looking at the ten blankets stacking on top of her body, which were restraining her from moving, Zhu Yao felt extremely uncomfortable. Not just that, unclear of when it began, her master was standing next to her, and with his hands, he was calmly raising up the eleventh blanket, looking as though he was about to press it onto her.

"Master…" Zhu Yao was a little disheartened, was this Master's newly invented method of waking her up? I have to say, you win.

"Mn!" Yu Yan indifferently responded. Without leaving a trace, he kept the eleventh blanket, and from his calm and collected expression, it looked as though he was not the person who had kept watch of his disciple by her bedside throughout the night. "How's your body?" As he said that, his hand had already reached out to her wrist to check on her pulse.

Zhu Yao, who was questioned about her auntie in the early morning, instantly blushed completely red. But, seeing the serious expression of the person who questioned her, she mustered up her courage and replied. "Much better." As though she wanted to prove that she was indeed healthy, she tried to get up.

After confirming that there were no abnormalities in her pulse, Yu Yan was finally at ease. Retracting his hand back, he told her to rest more, and not to get up in such a hurry. Looking at the sky which had already turned bright, he recalled his disciple's request to drink brown sugar water yesterday. He turned, and headed towards the kitchen.

"Master, wait a minute!" Just when he turned his body, the disciple behind him pulled onto his sleeves. He turned his head back and saw his stupid disciple's face which looked as though she was about to cry, as she pitifully said. "Do you mind pulling me out? I'm being pressed on by the blankets, I can't get out by myself at all."

Five days later, Zhu Yao's auntie went away on schedule. During the five days, she was definitely living in pure misery. Forget about her master who spent his entire time sewing and making her sanitary pads, Jade Forest Mountain, which was usually quiet and serene, suddenly became lively. Every day, there would be waves after waves of disciples heading up the mountain for the purpose of sending them brown sugar supplies. Before leaving, they would always give her curious looks. She felt as though the entire sect knew that her auntie was here.

A bowl of brown sugar water would also appear on the table for every meal as well. After drinking so much, currently, she would even feel nausea just from the sight of water. After all, the bowls of brown sugar water were made by her master, there was nothing else she could do but to bite the bullet, and drink them all down. Hence, the moment her auntie left, she clearly, bluntly, and firmly expressed that she no longer need them. Only then did her master finally stop his "poison-feeding" actions.

Because of this incident, Zhu Yao was deeply concerned about her cultivation life after this. This master of hers, looking at him from all aspects, she had to say, she was not unsatisfied with him. Handsome, high cultivation level, high status, and he even added skill points in every possible life skill. The main point was, he was extremely good to her, his disciple. The only flaw was… he was lacking in a bit of common sense.

That's right, common sense. Just like this incident, if not for his extremely sincere behavior, she would have really believed that he had a hole in his brain.

She really wondered just how he did he manage to survive for so many years.

It seemed like she had to give him reminders from time to time in the future, after all, she was someone that had experienced the lives of two different worlds. With someone who was like a bunch of worries as her master, it seemed like it was not possible for her to live her life quietly as a female practitioner.

Heaving a long sigh, Zhu Yao, who had holed up for another half a month after the auntie incident, decided to head down the mountain to relieve her boredom. Catching a disciple who had just passed by, she had him bring her to the Main Mountain. She had decided to take a look at Little Wang.

After all, both of them could be considered to come from the same hometown, and she was the one who brought him here as well. Naturally, she felt responsible for him, and from their last encounter, the little fellow was evidently worried about her as well. Although he was young, he already had the undertaking to be a real man. Occasionally, a sense of pride would somehow rise within her.

After making some inquiries along the way, she found out that batch of disciples had already finished their sect-entry lectures, and had been allocated to the various Mountains.

"This senior-martial brother, I wonder if you have heard of a certain child named Wang Xuzhi, and the place he had been allocated to?" Zhu Yao continued her inquiries.

"Wang Xuzhi!" The eyes of disciple who was questioned momentarily sparkled, and his slightly irritated attitude earlier turned extremely enthusiastic. "Are you asking about the Sect Master's newly accepted chamber disciple? The one with the Fire Heavenly Spirit Vein?"

Zhu Yao nodded. Although she did not really know if Little Wang was taken in as the Sect Master's disciple, if that person possessed the Fire Heavenly Spirit Vein, then it should be him.

"Mind if I ask, you're…"

"I'm his big sister." Zhu Yao casually came up with a reason. So as to not have someone else call her ancestor, along the way, she did not reveal her identity.

Unexpectedly, the moment the disciple heard this, his attitude towards her became much more respectful. "Junior-martial brother Wang had been taken in by the Sect Master, currently, he should be in the Sword Mountain. If junior-martial sister do not mind, this disciple here can bring you there."

Naturally, Zhu Yao was happy to have someone lead her there, and thus, she followed him to the Sword Mountain. When she reached, she realized the Sword Mountain was not that far from the Jade Forest Mountain, as it was just floating right under the Jade Forest Mountain. And, there were teleportation formations between the various Mountains, so there was not exactly a need to fly between them.

That disciple brought Zhu Yao to one teleportation formation after another, and finally, they teleported to a small courtyard. Within the courtyard, with just a single glance, Zhu Yao was able to spot Little Wang, who was currently swinging a sword that was much longer than himself.

Zhu Yao bade goodbye to the person who brought her here, and thanked him, before entering the courtyard. The moment she stepped into the courtyard, Wang Xuzhi saw her. A large surprise flashed across his little face which was drenched in sweat. He sprinted towards her right after keeping his sword, and he shouted loudly as he ran.

"Wife!"

Zhu Yao raised her fist and sent a knock onto his small head, a big bun grew on his head. "What nonsense are you shouting? You have no manners at all."

"It's not nonsense!" With a pitiful expression, Little Wang rubbed his painful head. Unsatisfied, he refuted back. "My father once told me, a woman treats her husband as her sky, so, I'm bigger than you."

Just why could he not put that matter to rest? Zhu Yao could not help but forcefully pinch his round cheeks. "It seems a little child like you haven't been taught well, why is having a wife on your mind every single day? Who would become your wife anyway!"

"Of course, it's you." Wang Xuzhi said seriously. "A real man must be upright, and keep to his words. I once said I will marry you, so I will definitely marry you. I won't despise you. And, I'm already ten years old, I'm no longer a child!"

Aiya, you're rather stubborn, aren't you? "Was that something your father taught you as well?"

Wang Xuzhi shook his head. "My master taught me that."

Zhu Yao felt it was funny, and stroked his head. "Then, did your master teach you this? As someone cultivating to becoming a deity, you must abstain from normal pleasures of life and deny material satisfaction, so you cannot have thoughts of finding love. You're destined to not have a wife in your entire life!"

Wang Xuzhi shook his head, as though he had thought of something regarding what she just said, he frowned. "But… Master has a wife, big senior-martial brother has a wife too, and senior-martial brother Shushu has a wife as well!"

Uh… Alright, her version of education seemed to be incorrect.

"Ahem… I heard the Sect Master has taken you in as his disciple." Zhu Yao changed the topic of discussion.

The moment she brought up the matter of his master, Little Wang instantly had a prideful look, and haughtily raised his head up. "I'm a chamber disciple, you know."

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Chapter 16: Emergency

"Chamber disciple?" Earlier, it seemed like she had heard that term from the person who lead her here as well. However, she was not exactly sure of the specifics.

Seeing that she did not understand, Little Wang, with a serious expression, began to explain to her. "I heard from eldest senior-martial brother that, only chamber disciples are taught mystic arts personally by master. The rest of the Inner Sect disciples are taught by my senior-martial brothers."

There's actually a system like this! But, it was understandable. There were so many disciples in the Ancient Hill Sect, other than the talentless Outer Sect disciples, the rest were allocated to the Six Mountains. The number of disciples that belonged under each Mountain Lord were at least in the high thousands, and at most, above ten thousand. If all of them were to be taught by the Mountain Lord alone, he or she would be tired to death. If we put it that way, the high status of a chamber disciple went without saying.

"Not bad, little wimp, you're sure doing well." Zhu Yao praised him as she stroked his little head.

Little Wang became even more complacent. Giving her a "I will be the one protecting you in the future" expression, he raised his head up high like a little prideful rooster. As he dodged her hand, he continued to flaunt proudly. "Let me tell you this. I'm already at the third level of Essence. Even big senior-martial brother was not as fast me. Tell me, aren't I really awesome?"

"Yes, yes, yes. You're awesome. You're the most awesome little kid ever." As she thought, he was still a kid. How could she reject his little eyes which were begging for attention and praise? At the very least, she was the one who brought him here, and she suddenly had the feeling as though she had a son who had just grown up.

Wang Xuzhi became a little embarrassed from her praises, his little face blushed as he scratched his head. "Then, what about you? What level are you at right now?"

Zhu Yao became silent, and the corner of lips twitched a little. Recalling that she had already spent almost a month at the Jade Forest Mountain, forget about stepping into the Essence-stage, she still did not know what the hell spiritual energy was! The absorption of spiritual energy into one's body her master told her about, she was unable to sense it at all.

Unless she had really aged, and could no longer compare herself to the little turnips at all? A deep sense of powerlessness momentarily filled her entire body, and she could not help but let out a long sigh.

Wang Xuzhi felt the change in her mood, and his sparkling eyes were momentarily dyed with worry. Pulling her hand, he hesitantly spoke out. "You… Don't be depressed. Even if you haven't enter the Essence-stage, it's not really a big deal. Hao Kai who came along with us just managed to sense spiritual energy as well."

Guh. Comparing her with a little wimp, was he really trying to console her? Zhu Yao felt her mood worsening.

Seeing that she was not livening up at all, Wang Xuzhi scratched his head irritatedly, walked about in circles, and continued. "In any… In any case, you will definitely be really awesome really soon. If you really can't enter the Essence-stage, then… then, I… I will support you!"

Puf~~

Hearing a little turnip say that he would support her so decisively, this was the first time it ever happened in the twenty odd years of Zhu Yao's life. Although this little wimp had always insisted that she was his wife due to the butt-spanking incident, she had always treated it as a joke. Earlier, she intentionally acted depressed, and simply wanted to tease him. However, she did not expect he would say that he would support her with such a serious expression. Zhu Yao could not help but laugh at his serious little face.

"Don't you laugh. I'm serious. Don't you believe me?" Seeing her laughing even more loudly, Wang Xuzhi anxiously stomped his feet.

Zhu Yao squatted down, instantly pulled the flustered little turnip into her embrace, and stroked his little head. This little wimp, sure likes to make me laugh, and make me feel moved as well. In response to his words, she nodded heavily. "I do, I do believe you. Then I will wait for you to grow up and support me, alright?"

Little Wang snorted heavily, and finally quietened down, obediently allowed her to hug him.

"Little junior-martial brother." From nearby, someone that looked about fifteen to sixteen years old walked over. With a face full of smiles, he looked extremely friendly. Looking at the people in the courtyard, a hint of suspicion floated in his mind, however, he walked in without pausing a single step.

"Senior-martial brother Du." Wang Xuzhi forcefully squeezed himself out of Zhu Yao's embrace, and he looked at the incoming person with a surprised expression. It seemed like this person was also one of the Sect Master's chamber disciples.

"Little junior-martial brother, this junior-martial sister is?" The person who came in gave Zhu Yao a light glance.

"This is my w…" Seeing Little Wang who was about to blurt that out once again, with her nimble hands, she quickly covered his mouth. This loud-mouth little wimp, she did not wish to have a legend about her having a may-december relationship spreading around the entire sect the next day.

"Hoho, I'm his big sister. Blood-related!"

"So you're his elder sister." The man politely smiled. He sized her up, and realized he was unable to see through her cultivation level. In situations like this where he was unable to see one's cultivation level, either she had not learn how to take in spiritual energy, or, her cultivation level was much higher than himself. However, looking at her age, she must have admitted into the sect for a long time, so, he determined it was the latter.

"My name is Du Yuanchen, a disciple under Reverend Zi Mo. Mind if I ask, which Reverend is senior-martial sister under?"

"I'm called Zhu Yao, I'm a… disciple from the Talisman Mountain." So as to prevent people from calling her ancestor, she made a small lie.

Du Yuanchen nodded, and no longer continued questioning her. He turned and said to Wang Xuzhi. "Little junior-martial brother, it's almost time. Let's go look for master together."

Wang Xuzhi was startled for a moment. He had to look for his master, but, it's been a long time since had seen Zhu Yao, so he was a little reluctant. Thus, he looked at Zhu Yao with a difficult expression.

"Go on. It's also about time for me to return. Let's head out together."

Only then was Wang Xuzhi satisfied, and followed behind Du Yuanchen. Occasionally, he would sneak a peak at Zhu Yao behind him, as though he was afraid he might lose her. They would also occasionally start up some idle chatter along the way, and Du Yuanchen would timely interject into their conversations as well.

From their conversation, Zhu Yao found out that there were extremely small number of chamber disciples in every Mountain, and only people with especially good talents, would be taken in by the Mountain Lords as chamber disciples. For example, under the Sect Master, Reverend Zi Mo, he currently only had five chamber disciples. Du Yuanchen was the fourth disciple, he entered under him fifteen years ago, and currently, he was at the level of an Essence Paragon. Little Wang was obviously the youngest disciple. Looking at Du Yuanchen, he seemed to extremely like this little junior-martial brother of his. With his protection, Zhu Yao was able to slightly feel at ease.

Along the way, she had encountered many Sword Mountain disciples bowing to the two people one after another. It seemed like the status of a chamber disciple was extremely high in the sect. And Du Yuanchen and Little Wang seemed to have gotten used to it, as they simply walked on while looking steadily forward.

Little Wang, who had a mind of a child, was even more cocky. He held extreme respect to his own master, and along the way, he kept instilling into her his thoughts of his master being "extremely awesome", and his master being "number one in the world".

Zhu yao curled her lips, she could not bear to shatter his passion to chase after his idol. She wondered what kind of expression he would make if he knew that his master had to call her martial-aunt.

"So, like I was saying, your master must be terribly bad, that's why you're still not as awesome as me!" As though he had finally found a very legitimate reason, Wang Xuzhi said to her very sincerely. "Why don't you have my master take you in as his disciple as well? Master really dotes on me, so he will definitely accept you."

Little Wang felt as though his words sounded more and more reasonable, and with his small hands, he pulled Zhu Yao over to his master's cave residence.

Zhu Yao was about to stop him, when suddenly, a loud bang sounded. In front of her, a black figure flashed past, and with a 'pa' sound, it fell right in front of them, staining the ground with a pool of blood.

A flying corpse out of nowhere!? What the hell!?

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Chapter 17: The Damn Fatty that Fell from the Sky

The person on the ground was no longer breathing, fresh blood was flowing out from his head, and not even a moment later, the ground was stained with a shocking amount of blood. Zhu Yao had lived for twenty eight years, yet, this was the first time she had ever seen such a gruesome sight. And, the person within the pool of blood was a child of only about ten years old.

"Little fatty Zhao!" Little Wang immediately recognized the person on the ground, and exclaimed. Only then did Zhu Yao regain her senses, and with her hands, she covered Wang Xuzhi's eyes. Little wimp struggled for few moments, and then, he stuffed his head into her embrace, no longer making any sound. It seemed like he was frightened quite a bit.

Zhu Yao was afraid as well, and she recalled the person on the ground was the little fatty she saw when she was receiving her identity jade tablet. She did not expect that, in just a single month, he would lie unconscious on the ground in front of her. She carelessly raised her head, and she actually saw another kid standing about ten steps away. He was a familiar face as well, the little beggar Xiao Yi with the Duo Spirit Veins. Currently, he was panting loudly as he stared at the unconscious little fatty Zhao on the ground with widened eyes. His white robe was already terribly torn, and his body was filled with numerous wounds which blood were still oozing out from. His eyes were still filled with hostility, and the main point was the longsword in his hands, as there were still wet bloodstains on the sword. It went without saying what he just did.

The commotion drew the attention of many people, and numerous disciples had already began to approach and form a circle around the scene.

"What audacity, you actually dare to harm your brother of the same sect." Du Yuanchen was the very first to react. With a single leap, he arrived before Xiao Yi, and kicked away the longsword in his hands. Summoning his own flying sword, he restrained him, turned to face the disciples who were running towards them, and instructed. "Hurry and notify master."

Xiao Yi did not resist, or most probably, he no longer had the strength to resist, and was easily squashed onto the ground by Du Yuanchen. However, in his clear eyes, unyieldingness still shone within them.

More and more disciples crowded over, and began to softly discuss about the scene in front of them. Appearing in a scene like this, Zhu Yao was a little confused as well. She simply covered Wang Xuzhi's eyes tightly, not allowing him to see the gruesome sight.

"What's with this commotion!" A loud and clear voice sounded, and it seemed to have come from the sky. A white figure flew over from the Main Hall, and that person was the Sect Master of Ancient Hill Sect, Zi Mo. The scene which were still noisy earlier, instantly quietened down.

Zi Mo's gaze swept across little fatty Zhao on the floor, and his expression turned cold. Squatting down, he checked his body. Then, with a wave of his hand, he cast an art, and instantly, a curtain of light enveloped the bloody person on the ground. His head which was still bleeding earlier, instantly stopped, and his wounds were closing at a speed unclear to the naked eyes. After the curtain of light dissipated, Zi Mo fed him a pellet. A moment later, the little kid once again regained his breathing, and then, he turned to question the people in the vicinity.

"His cultivation has been crippled, who was the one who dealt such a deadly hand?" Zi Mo knew this little kid who was injured. He was the son of Yuan Xiu, the first disciple under Reverend Zi Yuan, the Lord of Weapon Mountain. He had heard that his talent was pretty good, so how was he injured to this extent?

"Replying to master." Du Yuanchen forcefully pulled up the person beside him. "It's him."

Zi Mo looked at Du Yuanchen, and then, his eyes landed on the little kid in his hands. His expression momentarily turned utterly cold. "What happened?"

Du Yuanchen bowed towards Zi Mo, and continued. "Little junior-martial brother, junior-martial sister Zhu and I passed by earlier, and coincidentally saw him dealing a heavy blow to junior-martial brother Zhao."

Zi Mo turned, looked towards Zhu Yao who was currently hugging Wang Xuzhi, and was momentarily stunned. Little martial-aunt, why are you here!? Unless… Out of reflex, Zi Mo tightly held onto his own storage pouch, glanced at his surroundings, and only when he realized that person, whose body constantly emitted a chilling air, was not here, did he finally heave a sigh of relief. Fortunately, ancestral-martial uncle isn't here.

After covering up his earlier actions with a cough, he instructed to one of the disciples beside him. "Head over to Weapon-Refining Mountain and notify Reverend Zi Yuan and Yuan Xiu. Have them make a trip to the Main Hall." After giving a glance to Du Yuanchen, he hesitantly peeked at Zhu Yao. "The four of you… Follow me to the Main Hall."

After saying that, he carried the little fatty, and headed to the Main Mountain using a flying sword. As one of the witnesses to the incident, Zhu Yao had no choice but to follow after Du Yuanchen and the little kid called Xiao Yi, and headed to the Main Mountain together using the teleportation formations.

Only after reaching the entrance of the Main Hall, did Zhu Yao think of releasing her hands from Little Wang's eyes. It was rare for Little Wang to not throw a tantrum, most probably, he was truly frightened by that earlier scene. His eyes lacked the luster of high spirits back in the courtyard, and his little hands unconsciously grabbed onto the corner of her sleeves.

Zhu Yao's heart softened from the sight of this. The scene earlier even frightened an adult like her, let alone a little kid like him. Stroking his little head, she said. "Don't be afraid, big sister is here!"

Wang Xuzhi was startled for a moment. Raising his head, he looked at her. Only a moment later did he nod his head, and immediately after, he shook it.

Zhu Yao sighed, and then, pulling his hand, they entered the Main Hall.

Inside the Main Hall, other than Zi Mo, there were two other people. One of them looked rather aged, and his entire body was emitting out an unyielding aura. He should be the Weapon Mountain Lord Zi Yuan. As for the other person standing behind him, he must be the father of that little fatty Zhao, Zhao Yuanxiu. However, little fatty was not in sight, most probably, he had already been sent away for his wounds to be tended to.

Du Yuanchen who had arrived before Zhu Yao had already explained to them about what happened earlier. As for Xiao Yi, some sort of mystic arts seemed to have been cast on him, as he was restrained by glowing ropes at the side.

Zi Mo's expression seemed to be a little heavy. His frown was deep, and no matter how much he pondered, he was not exactly sure of how to deal with the matter.

"At such a young age, not only did he disregard the sect's rules, his attacks are even heavy and ruthless. Punishment must be dealt." Zhao Yuanxiu was already unable to control himself, his two eyes stared ruthlessly at the restrained little kid. "Sect Master martial-uncle, please uphold justice for my son."

Zi Mo raised his hand, signaling him to not rush the matter. Taking a few steps forward, he looked towards Xiao Yi, whose body was filled with wounds, and asked. "Speak, why did you deal such a heavy hand?"

With a body filled with wounds, Little Xiao Yi looked at him stubbornly, and replied with emphasis on every single word. "He. Deserved. It!"

Yuan Xiu flared up at that very moment, and rushed over. "Even now, you still do not repent on your actions. What do you take the sect's rules for?"

Xiao Yi simply snorted coldly, and rebutted. "And when did your son ever take the sect's rules seriously? Bullying brothers and sisters of the same sect, using his status to oppress people, I simply took the heavens' place to punish him by beating him up. I only regret that my blows were too light."

"You!" Yuanxiu was about to act against him due to anger, however, he was stopped by his own master, Zi Yuan.

Zi Yuan simply looked coldly at the boy on the ground, and turned to speak to Zi Mo. "Senior-martial brother, the current matter has already been made clear. Our sect has rules in place, I hope senior-martial brother can deal with this matter fairly."

"Junior-martial brother Zi Yuan, how do you think we should deal with this matter?" Zi Mo asked.

Zi Yuan stroked his white beard, although he looked like he did not really mind, his words were filled cold intentions. "According to the sect's rules, he should be expelled from the sect after having his cultivation crippled, and his Spirit Veins removed."

The moment those words fell, everyone in the Main Hall was startled. Lying on the ground, Xiao Yi's expression was filled with a certain degree of despair, he tightly gripped his pair of small hands, and a hint of blood oozed out from his fists. However, he still gritted his teeth, and did not make any sound.

Zi Mo frowned ever deeper. Crippling his cultivation was still considerable, however, the moment his Spirit Veins were removed, he would never be able to cultivate again. This disciple called Xiao Yi was a rather good seedling, it would be a pity to destroy him as such, however, he was unable to not give face to his junior-martial brother. For a moment, he was in a dilemma. He glanced at the surroundings, and then, the moment his eyes landed on the person holding onto his little disciple at the entrance, his eyes momentarily shone. Following the rules, he bowed towards the person at the entrance, and spoke with a respectful tone. "I wonder if little martial aunt has any wise opinion on this matter."

Eh? What the hell?

For a moment, Zhu Yao felt as though she had been struck by a ball.

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Chapter 18: The Three Collapsed Views

[Three Views: Worldview, View towards life, and Values]

The six pair of eyes in the Main Hall uniformly swept towards her. Especially Little Wang, he was revealing an expression of utter disbelief, and with a swipe of his little hand, he pulled it out from her grasp. The word "liar" were evidently written on his pair of teary widened eyes.

Hey hey hey, this little wimp sure was not appreciative. She had already told him that she belonged to the Jade Forest Mountain, he was the one that did not realize the meaning behind that. You can't blame the customer if you're unfamiliar with the business, you know.

"Greetings to senior-martial aunt!"

"Greetings to grand-martial aunt!"

Although Zi Yuan and Zhao Yuanxiu were a little unwilling, according to seniority, hers was still higher than theirs, so, to maintain their faces, there's still a need for them to greet her.

With an awkward smile, Zhu Yao waved her hand, and had them lift their heads. Out of reflex, she tried to grab onto Wang Xuzhi's hand, however, he nimbly dodged away. His small face pouted angrily, and he stared at her with widened eyes which were implying "you tricked me".

This little wimp, why is he throwing another tantrum?

"Yuanchen, Xuzhi, the two of you, leave for now." Zi Mo timely solved the problem, and had Yuanchen leave with Little Wang, who was still silently staring daggers at her. Taking a few steps closer to her, even though Zi Mo had an affable smile on his face, he back-faced the other two people, and gave her a meaningful look. "Little martial aunt, by coincidence, you were on-site earlier, hence, your opinion over this matter will be most highly valued. I wonder how little martial aunt thinks we should deal with this matter?"

Zhu Yao trembled. Like hell she knew how they should deal with the matter! Was it really alright to pass a ball like this to her?

"Hoho… My master is calling me for lunch!"

Just when she was planning to flee, the door behind her closed with a creak. Zhu Yao ruthlessly stared at the old man Zi Mo. You sly old fox, this is evidently a matter that would offend the other party, and you actually passed the ball to me.

Zi Mo simply gave her an even more friendly smile, and looked as though he was eager to listen to his martial aunt's teachings.

Zhu Yao let out a long sigh. She had no choice but to bite the bullet now. Squatting in front of Little Xiao Yi, she looked at the little kid whose body was still bleeding profusely, and could not help but frown. "You people, release him for now." He was still a child, after all.

Although Zhao Yuanxiu was a little unsatisfied, he still waved his hand, and dispelled the Restraining Art on Xiao Yi's body.

Xiao Yi took a slow breath, however, he still sat on the floor, and was on high alert towards the people around him.

She already had a certain amount of understanding about the conflict between Xiao Yi and little fatty back when she was receiving her identity jade tablet. This started off as a quarrel between two kids, yet, it escalated into an incident which almost caused a life to be lost. Was cultivation the cause of all this? There was a saying that went like this: 'With great power, comes great responsibility.' However, in a world like this, the more power one possesses, the bigger one's temper, every single person would act against someone else whenever he or she see fit to.

"Xiao Yi, why do you want to kill little fatty Zhao?" That's right, it's kill. Back then, if Sect Master did not appear, little fatty might have really died.

With a cold expression, Xiao Yi still strongly insisted. "He deserves to be killed."

"Why?" Zhu Yao continued to ask.

Gritting his teeth, he seemed to have recalled something that he really hated. "Ever since he was admitted into the sect, he had always been bullying Ling Long. And because Ling Long never fuss about it, his actions became more severe as time went by. Recently, he pushed Ling Long into a cold pool, causing her to be severely ill, and her life is now at stake. Yet, even after all that, little fatty Zhao took away the medicine needed to save her. I have told this to the senior-martial brother who was in-charge of management, but…" He snorted coldly, and looked towards the nearby Zhao Yuanxiu. "Because little fatty Zhao was the son of the first disciple of Weapon-Refining Mountain, they had always ignored these incidents and simply treated them as though they never happened."

Zhu Yao pondered for a moment. The one he called Ling Long should be the little girl that was with him the other day.

"And because of this, you want to kill little fatty Zhao?"

Xiao Yi nodded, and a faint killing intent surfaced in his eyes.

"Then have you ever thought of this? Even if you kill little fatty Zhao, you won't be able to save Ling Long, and, because of that, you will be carrying the death of someone on your shoulders."

Xiao Yi went silent for a moment, before continuing. "Even if that's the case, I will still avenge her."

"So you think that killing little fatty Zhao, is correct?"

He continued to nod.

Zhu Yao felt a little powerless. She could not figure out why a ten-year-old kid would have such an extreme way of thinking. He treated slaughter as a matter of fact, and believed dying to kill someone else was also a method to solve problems. This little kid's three views were evidently screwed up.

"Have you ever thought of the consequences if you kill someone?"

"The people I kill, are people who deserve to die!" Xiao Yi's voice instantly rose.

Zhu Yao frowned even deeper. "Who deserves to die, and who doesn't, how do you determine them? People that treat you well do not deserve to die, while people that treat you bad deserve to? Little fellow, you're not the only person in this world, and the world does not revolve around you. No one has the right to determine the life and death of someone else. You told me little fatty Zhao bullied you, and caused Ling Long to fall severely ill, these are indeed his wrongdoings. However, by killing him, you're using an even bigger wrongdoing to repay him. Do you think that's the correct way of doing things?"

Xiao Yi no longer said anything. He simply gritted his teeth, and stubbornly lowered his head.

Zhu Yao knew it was impossible to talk through to him in such a short time as well. When she first saw him, she knew he was a little beggar, and most probably, he never had any parents by his side since he was very young, thus, the three views centering around himself were formed. And, the mindset of him being always in the right had already sunk deep into his bones. It was basically not something that could be changed in such a short time.

"It's a fact that Xiao Yi heavily injured little fatty Zhao, and he should take responsibility for his own actions." Zhu Yao stood up, and looked towards Zi Mo.

Zhao Yuanxiu, who was standing at the side, had an expression of delight. "Grand-martial aunt, your investigation was conducted splendidly."

"But!" Zhu Yao continued. "The cause of this incident was due to little fatty Zhao's acts of bullying, so he should take responsibility for his actions as well." Zhao Yuanxiu's expression instantly sank, however, Zhu Yao did not give him the opportunity to speak up, and continued. "And you!"

Zhu Yao looked towards Yuanxiu. "As little fatty Zhao's father, you did not guide him correctly, and simply allowed him to bully his own brothers and sisters of the same sect, thus, causing this calamity to happen. As the saying goes, failure to educate one's child is the fault of the father. If you have found out about his conflict with his brothers and sisters of the same sect earlier, and dissuade him of his actions, this incident would not have happened. So, you're also to be blamed for your failure to educate your child." A child's three views were enlightened by his or her parents. If we were to say that Xiao Yi's extreme three views was due to the environment he grown up in, then little fatty Zhao's atrociousness was caused by his father.

Zhao Yuanxiu's expression instantly darkened. The corner of his lips moved, yet he did directly refute her, and simply brought his hands together and replied. "This disciple thanks grand-martial aunt for her teachings." However, he still ruthlessly glared at the little kid on the floor with the corner of his eyes.

"Alright, I'm not exactly clear of the sect's rules. So, Sect Master Zi Mo, take charge of their punishments." Zhu Yao stretched her waist, and signaled Zi Mo who had been quietly standing at the side to deal with the matter.

Zi Mo instantly smiled like an old daisy, with a respectful attitude, he began to bootlick her. "As expected, little martial aunt is wise. With such an analysis, the incident was instantly cleared up."

Zhu Yao rolled his eyes at him. Hmph, bastard, you wanted me to say that all along, didn't you? Do you really think I don't understand the thoughts of a sly old fox like you? Unfortunately for her, after the Medicine Mountain, she had now offended Weapon-Refining Mountain as well. She totally had it easy.

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Chapter 19: Chinese Good Girl Friend

"Kuh kuh kuh…" Zi Mo lightly coughed a few times, everyone's attention once again gathered onto him, and he gave his verdict with a serious expression. "Xiao Yi, you heavily injured one of your brothers of the same sect, I will now punish you by crippling your cultivation, and you will be expelled from the Inner Sect. You shall have to begin your training from scratch, and I hope, this time, you will cultivate properly and diligently." After saying that, with a wave of his hand, a ray of light landed heavily onto Xiao Yi's body. He, who was forcing himself to sit up earlier, instantly collapsed onto the ground. Most probably, his cultivation had been crippled.

"Yuanxiu, the way you educated your son was improper. You will now have to take good care of Ling Long, the girl who was pushed into the cold pool by little fatty Zhao. That will be your punishment. If anything were to happen to her again, you will be held responsible."

"This disciple obeys."

"As for little fatty Zhao, he has caused harm to others as well. I shall issue my verdict once he recover from his injuries." Zi Mo stroked his beard, With a wave of his hand, he called two disciples to enter the hall. "This matter shall conclude here. Everyone, return to your own duties. Bring Xiao Yi to the Outer Sect."

The two disciples obeyed his instructions. Carrying Xiao Yi who was on the ground, they walked towards the entrance of the hall. When they passed Zhu Yao by, Xiao Yi suddenly raised his head, and glanced at her coldly.

Zhu Yao's heart suddenly froze. This little wimp could not be hating on her right? The hell, you best be clear about this. Earlier, I was the one who gave face to this old man Zi Mo, and saved you.

With a heavy heart, she returned to Jade Forest Mountain, and Zhu Yao felt deeply saddened. She had only admitted into the sect for about a month, yet, she had already offended the two great Mountain Lords of Medicine Mountain and Weapon-Refining Mountain. Her life was simply too "wonderful", and was afraid of being beaten up by people when she headed out in the future. Hence, she decided to seriously become a NEET after this, and prevent herself from heading out too often.

Speaking of which, she and that little kid called Xiao Yi were rather fated, as she encountered him every single time she headed out. And the strange feeling she had towards him, was becoming deeper with every single encounter. She did not know how to describe the feeling. It was neither hate nor love, it was simply a strange feeling that she was incapable of describing.

And adding the warped three views he had, she could not come to like him at all. Especially, the expression he gave her right before he left caused her hair to stand on end. She could not help but get goosebumps, as she could hardly believe eyes like that would appear on a boy whose age was only ten.

"You're back?" A cold voice successfully pulled Zhu Yao back from her thoughts.

Yu Yan was standing next to the stone table in front of the courtyard. A plate of vegetables, emitting out a delicious aroma, was in his hands, as he looked at the person who just returned. The thoughts of being a wedded husband, instantly rushed into Zhu Yao's mind.

"Darling… Wait, no. Master." Zhu Yao, who loved to eat, instantly swept away her low spirits, and hurriedly ran over. So master was really waiting for her to eat lunch.

Yu Yan did not reply. He simply looked at his idiot disciple who had already begun eating, silently sighed, and sat across her.

Like a fierce wind blowing leaves off a tree, Zhu Yao quickly swept through the plates, and she even burped after finishing them. Looking at her master who had already begun to clear the plates and chopsticks, she felt being taken in by a master who was capable of simply everything was definitely her biggest blessing ever since she started cultivating. PS : If not for his usual crazy antics.

But, her cultivation was simply…

"Master…" A sense of guilt suddenly rose within her heart.

Yu Yan stopped his movements, and lightly looked at her.

"Umm…" For a moment, Zhu Yao did not know what to say. Feeling a little uncomfortable, she tugged onto the corner of her own clothes. "Even till now, I have yet to sense any spiritual energy, so…" Have you ever regretted taking me as your disciple?

Yu Yan's brows curled. Casting an art with his hands, the plates and chopsticks on the table automatically flew into the kitchen. He once again sat down across her, and signaled her to continue.

Zhu Yao, in that instant, felt even more embarrassed. "Ahem… I'm saying, it might be possible… it might be that I'm really unsuitable for cultivating into a deity." When she went down the mountain this time, she found out that even the kid with the least talent had learnt to take in spiritual energy, while she was still unable to sense any spiritual energy. It would be a lie to say that she was not affected by it.

In the beginning, she was seriously forced into admitting him as her master, however, humans have feelings, after all. After living with him for so many days, how could she feel unmoved when Yu Yan was sincerely taking care of her? She could not treat him as her elder, but, he was still qualifiable as a friend, as a brother, ahem… as a girl friend.

She understood how eager he was to have a disciple. She had heard from the disciples' private discussions, that her master could have ascended very long ago. However, because he had yet to take in a satisfiable disciple, he had been suppressing his cultivation level, and was unwilling to ascend. But she…

"Why don't you, find another disciple?" She felt guilty for holding him up.

Yu Yan was slightly startled, with his eyebrows tightly knitted together, he was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he reached out his hand to touch her forehead, and his expression turned even more odd. She's not having a fever.

"… Master, I'm serious." Zhu Yao pushed away his hand. She was being different for once, could you not give her some face, and be serious about it?

Yu Yan heaved a long sigh, and immediately gave her a 'why is my disciple so stupid' expression. Then, with a serious look, he began to instruct her. "In the future, do not head down the mountain as often, to prevent yourself from learning bad things." She had only left the mountain for a few hours, and she became even more stupid. Yu Yan believed it made a lot of sense, and had hardened his determination to teach her in a closed environment, so that she would not be influenced by others.

Zhu Yao: "……"

"From now on, until you build your Foundation, you're not allowed to head down the mountain!" Yu Yan sternly ordered.

"Master!" She was being confined just like that.

Yu Yan's expression turned even colder, it seemed there was no room open for discussion. "You admitted into the sect later than most, unlike a child, your mind is unable to focus on a single objective and put everything, and think deeply, into that one objective. Hence, it's normal for you to have a late start compared to others, you do not have to pay it too much mind. In this period of time, you only have to stay away from distractions, and concentrate on cultivating, you will be able to comprehend in due time. Cultivation is something that goes against the laws of nature in the first place, it's not a matter you can be overly anxious about."

"But what if I will never be able to comprehend it?"

"Then you will continue to cultivate." Yu Yan firmly said. "You do not have to worry. Even if you're incapable of everything, master will still protect you."

"……" So he had never thought of giving up on her. Damn it, what's with this feeling of wanting to cry? Master, you always divert away from common sense, why do you have to say such emotional statements now? Bastard! Zhu Yao rubbed her eyes fiercely, and she only stopped after her eyes turned red.

"Umm… Master, earlier, when I headed down the mountain, I seemed to have cause some trouble." Zhu Yao decided to be entirely honest. Her master was really powerful, however, if people were to really beat her up someday, at the very least, he would know who to look for. "I seemed to have offended someone."

Yu Yan looked at her skeptically.

Hence, as a preventive measure, she clearly explained the entire incident that happened earlier. Hmph. The old man Zi Mo dared to make use of her? Then, obviously, she would dare to inform on him behind his back.

"Although I was simply following the Sect Master's intentions, to forgive the child. But, Reverend Zi Yuan will definitely have a grudge towards me due to this incident, so…"

Yu Yan frowned, and went into deep thoughts for a moment. Just when she thought her powerful master would slap his chest and say he would have her back, Yu Yan then raised his head, looked at her firmly, and spoke.

"Who is this Zi Yuan?"

Unable to control herself for a moment, Zhu Yao fell off her chair.

'Medicine Mountain', it seemed the author changed the term used here. 'Pellet Mountain' will now be known as 'Medicine Mountain'.

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Chapter 20: Master's Telling You to Come Back Home for Dinner

Because of this talk, Zhu Yao understood that her master not only lack common sense, he was face blind as well! Who wouldn't be able to remember the name of a Mountain Lord after living for more than ten thousand years? With such a personality, Zhu Yao reckoned he had already offended every single person that he could have offended, and when compared to him, Zhu Yao was really more kind-hearted and pure. Hence, Zhu Yao felt completely at ease.

But, Yu Yan was a man of his words. When he told her he would not allow her to head down the mountain, in a blink of an eye, the teleportation formation was removed. Without a formation to send her out, and since she did not know how to use a flying sword either, Zhu Yao began to forcefully accept his education in this closed environment. Yu Yan had also begun to stare at her while she cultivated every single hour of the day, but even if he did so, Zhu Yao was still unable to sense a hint of the spiritual energy he spoke of, as though she was born naturally as a spiritual energy insulator.

Her master had told her that, she admitted into the sect later than most, unlike a child, her mind was unable to focus on a single objective, so, it was hard for her to remove distractions, and concentrate on cultivating. If she were to translate it into human words, 'she has grown old, and she thinks too much.' When Zhu Yao realized this truth, tears began to fall.

It was not her fault for being old. At the very least, she was still not in her thirties, and when compared to the hundreds and thousands of people in this cultivation world, she would still be considered as an infant, you know.

After being confined for three months, she, who achieved nothing, felt deeply saddened.

Suddenly, a 'dong dong dong' knocking sound came from the window. Zhu Yao was momentarily puzzled, just who was it? In this Jade Forest Mountain, other than her and her master, there were no one else. And, master had never knocked on the door. （－－）

Opening the window, what's outside was not a human figure, but a delicate paper crane. Flapping its small wings, it stopped before her. It seemed like the knocking sound on her window earlier was due to its pecking. This was the first time Zhu Yao had ever seen such a mystic art, and curiously, she reached out her hand.

The paper crane obediently landed on her palm, and instantly, it turned into a written strip of paper. It seemed like this mystic art was used to send letters.

Zhu Yao picked up the letter. The words on it were a little childish, they were crooked, and were not uniform in size, from the looks of it, it seemed to have been written by a child. And, this was written on the letter.

"Ugly wife, you liar! Senior-martial brother told me to call you grand-martial aunt, but I will never admit it, hmph!" Zhu Yao instantly realized the person who wrote this letter, and momentarily, her hands were itching to spank a certain little kid, whose surname was Wang, in the buttocks. When did her name turn from nothing but just 'hey', to 'wife', and then, 'ugly wife'?

When she carefully read it again, she actually realized there was something else added in at the corner as well. If she had not looked at it carefully, she would not have found it at all. Putting the letter closer to her eyes, and only after staring it for a while did she recognize the words written there. "Thank you, for back then!"

She heaved a deep sigh. Was he thanking her for consoling him back then? Zhu Yao shook her head. The way this awkward spoiled brat conveyed his thanks was really strange as well.

If three months were not enough to prove a person was talentless in a certain field, then, five years would probably be conclusive enough. Within this five years, no matter how Zhu Yao diligently tried to sense spiritual energy, she still could not feel a hint of it, perfectly explaining the profound meaning behind the word 'loser'. Even she had begun to suspect that it was due to a problem to her world-crossing method. Just why was this happening to her?

Could it be due to the difference in her constitution as a person of two worlds, which was causing her inability to cultivate? But, this world's Mystic Arts and medicine were able to work on her perfectly.

Standing on the mountain peak, Zhu Yao looked at the endless stream of clouds in front of her, and silently grieved. From Little Wang's letters, which were becoming more neatly and properly written, she found out that, since a year ago, Wang Xuzhi had cultivated to the tenth level of Essence, and this speed, out of all of the disciples, was the fastest. Reverend Zi Mo even took him in personally as his personal succeeding disciple.

Zhu Yao was happy for him, but, as for herself, all she had was a gigantic sense of powerlessness which was about to completely squash her entire being down. Haah, just what was the meaning behind her coming into this world? It's an emergency, someone, please, tell me.

"Quack, quack. Your master's telling you to come back home for dinner, your master's telling you to come back home for dinner!" The cries of a crane interrupted her thoughts of self-pity, and Zhu Yao raised her head skywards, looking towards the celestial crane whose voice sounded extremely like a duck.

When she received Wang Xuzhi's paper crane five years ago, just for a moment of fun, she went to consult her master about this method of sending letters. However, he misunderstood, and thought she liked this method of sending letters. Hence, a certain master immediately emulated it, however, he felt a paper crane was a little low-class, and was not suitable for his high-class, and cold image.

Thus, he used an actual crane.

"Your master is telling you to come back home for dinner. Quack, quack. Your master is telling you to come back home for dinner. Quack!"

"Are you a celestial crane or a duck?" Zhu Yao rolled her eyes at the crane which only knew how to repeat a single sentence, turned around, and quickly walked back. If she did not head back, she believed that stupid crane would continue to cry out.

Placing down the plate on his hands, Yu Yan looked at his disciple who was lightly jogging back from afar, and sat down satisfyingly. After Zhu Yao gave him a greeting, he watched her as she began to stuff big mouthfuls of food into her mouth, before speaking up indifferently. "I will be leaving the mountain for a period of time tomorrow."

Zhu Yao was startled, and she looked straight towards him. This ten-thousand-year hikikomori is actually going to step out of his house? "Master, where will you be going?"

"In a few days, it will be the Inter-Sect Tournament that occurs once every hundred years. Every single sect and clan in the world, will be gathering at the Ancient Hill Sect."

The Inter-Sect Tournament was the most important event in the cultivation world. Ancient Hill Sect was referred to as the cultivation world's number one sect, and every Inter-Sect Tournament was hosted by Ancient Hill Sect.

"Is Master going to participate in the tournament as well?" Zhu Yao was a little excited. Truthfully, after being here for so many years, she had seen how her master's cooking figure, her master's sewing figure, but she had never seen how he looks like when he fights. "Who are you going to fight with? Can master beat him?"

Yu Yan's brows furrowed, he really could not hold himself back from knocking his stupid disciple in the head. "Many and various people from all over the world will be coming. To prevent devils and monsters from taking the opportunity to mix into the crowd, I have to reinforce the Great Mountain Barrier Formation." His stupid disciple did not even bother to think that, practitioners who were above the Nascent Soul level of cultivation, had powers capable of moving mountains and splitting seas, and they would not easily battle one another, let alone him.

"Oh." So he was only heading to reinforce a formation, and here I thought I could see master in action. "Then, who are the participants in the tournament?"

"Every sect will choose three representatives each for the Essence, Foundation, and Azoth categories, and every one of them will fight for the top three positions."

Zhu Yao's eyes glinted, no longer bothering to eat, she picked out a chair that was closest to her master and sat right on it. "Master, will it be really lively on that day? May I…"

"No!" Before Zhu Yao could even finish, her words were forced back by Yu Yan, and he dealt another blow to her. "Unless you build your Foundation."

"Master…" Zhu Yao dragged the last syllable, and pitifully looked at the person in front of her. Wanting her to make a breakthrough into Foundation was definitely an impossible fantasy, she had already been confined for five years without making a single progress.

Yu Yan continued to ignore her.

Zhu Yao felt even more depressed. Master, you're heartless, shameless and vexatious.

The person in front of her simply kept the plates and chopsticks, and without even looking back, he headed into the kitchen to wash them.

Zhu Yao laid on the table in defeat, and looked at the empty table. Wait a minute. "Master, I'm not done eating!"

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Chapter 21: The Unfortunate Person that Bumped into a Bird

Although Zhu Yao's master treated her really well, he was an extremely stubborn person at times, and when he had decided on something, he would not easily change his mind. For example, when he forbade her from leaving the mountain five years ago, she was seriously confined in the mountain for a whole five years. No matter how she tried to make a scene, look pitiful, throw tantrums, and talk sense to him, he never changed his mind. And, he seemed to have done something behind her back, as in this five years, the number of disciples visiting Jade Forest Mountain decreased as time went by, and even if it was an urgent matter, it would still be sent through paper cranes.

And even that little bastard Wang Xuzhi, seemed to have forgotten her, the only person who came along with him from the same hometown. In this five years, other than the little paper cranes occasionally flying in with short messages, he had never headed up the mountain to look for her. This little kid doesn't have any conscience at all. Next time I see him, I will definitely spank him fiercely in the buttocks.

Depressed, Zhu Yao gazed at the moon and sighed. Only her breathing could be heard in this quiet place. Among the few dumb birds, that were used to call her for meals, flying in the sky, there was one that was especially fat, and it was flying as though it was drunk. It seemed to have crashed into something in the sky.

Eeehhhh!? It's falling!

Zhu Yao instantly stood up, opened the door, and ran to the place where the celestial crane fell. That thing it crashed into earlier, was a human figure, wasn't it!? The celestial crane bumped into a person! Zhu Yao who had not seen a single outsider for a very long time, sprinted the entire distance, as she wondered which unfortunate person would crash into a bird while flying on his sword.

After running all the way to the mountainside, Zhu Yao finally spotted the unfortunate person who fell onto the ground. Wearing the sect's white uniform, he hugged onto his head with his two hands as he rolled left and right. Beside him, a celestial crane which was as tall as a human adult, with its head extended outwards, was pecking on his body.

"Ow, stop, stop, stop. Stop pecking, stop pecking. Peck again, and I will hit you." The youth seemed to have sprained his foot, and was currently protecting his head like his life depended on it.

"Dumb bird, stop." The moment Zhu Yao called out, that extremely aggressive celestial crane immediately spread out its wings and flew towards Zhu Yao. It cried out haughtily, and then, it flapped its wings at Zhu Yao. The way it was acting, it was as though it was trying to boast that it had caught an intruder.

Zhu Yao stroked the celestial crane's neck, and after appeasing it, she looked towards the youth on the floor. A celestial crane was a first-stage Spirit Beast, and it only had a tiny bit of spiritual knowledge. Any Essence-stage disciple could deal with it, yet, he simply dodged and did not retaliate, it was evident that he held no evil intentions to the Jade Forest Mountain.

"Wife!" That person blurted out, and with an excited expression, he walked over to her. With how he addressed her, Zhu Yao instantly recognized him. If he was not Wang Xuzhi, who else could he be?

With a joyful look, Wang Xuzhi tried to pull her hand. However, the celestial crane beside her cried out, and blocked him. Its long beak once again tried to make contact with his body.

"Enough, dumb bird." Zhu Yao patted on the celestial crane. "I know him. There's nothing for you to do here. Go and play somewhere else." The celestial crane looked at her, and then, it once again looked at the youth, before it flapped its wings and flew away.

"Little wimp?" If he had not called her wife earlier, Zhu Yao would not have believed that this handsome youth before her, was the spoiled brat back then.

Wang Xuzhi scratched his head embarrassingly, and complained. "I already told you many times, I have a name, and it's called Wang Xuzhi."

Zhu Yao laughed, and sized him up. "Alright, alright. Little wimp has grown up, and you have even grown into such a handsome young man." In just five years, the child who was only at her chest-height back then, was now taller than her by the size of a head. The round bun-like face back then, was now a little sharpened, as though it had been cut by a sword. The shota back then, had already grown into such a handsome man.

Wang Xuzhi's face flushed red from her praises. As though he had recalled something, he cleared his throat, and then, abiding to the rules, he gave her a bow. "Greetings to grand-martial aunt."

"Good boy!" Zhu Yao habitually reached out her hand to stroke his head. However, she realized that this action was a little tiring now that he was this tall, and pulled her hand back. "You little twerp, you haven't shown up for five years, so why did you suddenly have the thought of visiting me today?"

"I… I wanted to look for you as well." Wang Xuzhi hurriedly explained. "But, because ancestral-martial uncle set up a formation on Jade Forest Mountain five years ago, and without his approval, not a single person was allowed to enter. This… This time, I was simply circling around the area, but, I did not expect that I would really manage to enter."

So it was a barrier, it's no wonder that the number of disciples visiting Jade Forest Mountain in the last five years was just a handful, and all of them were sent to look for her master, under the orders from the Sect Master. Master was evidently trying to isolate her, wasn't he? Zhu Yao gritted her teeth, and felt like there was a need to talk to that certain master about life.

"Grand-martial aunt… Have, have you been well these last few years?" Wang Xuzhi tried asking. In the past few years, whenever he had nothing to do, he would circle around the vicinity of the Jade Forest Mountain with his flying sword, and looked if it was possible to enter and see her, however, he had never succeeded.

"I think it's best if you call me big sister instead!" Zhu Yao pulled him over to a large rock at the side, and had him seated. Although she was older than him, she felt as though her youthfulness would disappear if people were to call her grand-martial aunt or ancestral-martial aunt all the time. Back then, she was the one who brought him here to cultivate, so, calling her 'big sister' would not be too exaggerated.

Wang Xuzhi smiled, and obediently called out. "Big sister Zhu Yao."

"Good boy!" Zhu Yao could not help but stroke his head again. His hair which was already in a mess due to the celestial crane's pecking, was messed up even more. "Tell big sister, how's your cultivation coming along? Have you been well? Is there anyone bullying you? If there's someone bullying you, tell me, I will deal with him."

He shook his head, and obediently replied. "Master and my senior-martial brothers treat me really well, and I have small successes in my cultivation as well. Currently, I'm already an Essence Paragon."

"Not bad, kid!" In his last letter, he told her he was still at the tenth level of Essence. But, in just a few months time, he actually became a Paragon. Then, his next step would be Foundation.

Wang Xuzhi's face reddened again, and became even more embarrassed. She would never have thought, in just a span of five years, that fearless spoiled brat back then, would actually become so shy. Zhu Yao was momentarily mystified.

"When are you planning to build your Foundation?" Every elevation into a new realm had a big risk involved, as one had to use all his spiritual energy in his entire body to break through. If one's successful, he would soar into prominence. However, if one was unsuccessful, the least that could happen was a fall in cultivation level, while, the most that could happen was Spirit Vein impairment, and he would no longer be able to cultivate again. And, the higher the cultivation level, the higher the difficulty.

Wang Xuzhi's expression sank. "I plan to wait for a few years, and only consider it after I stabilize myself in the current realm."

Zhu Yao nodded, this was the right choice. In comparison, the success rate of breaking through into Foundation from Essence was very high. However, there were no shortage of unfortunate people, and even out of those with good foundations in place, the number who succeed was just half. Then, suddenly, she recalled of something, and turned to ask him. "Are you planning to use a Foundation Pellet?"

"Mn!" Wang Xuzhi nodded. "Master had already prepared a Foundation Pellet for me two years ago, however, I wish to use my own abilities to obtain it. Hence, in the Intra-Sect Great Tournament the day after tomorrow, I will be participating in the Essence group, and I will obtain the Foundation Pellet if I earn a place in the top three."

After hearing this, Zhu Yao's brows curled tightly.

"Big sister Zhu Yao, what is it? Am I not allowed to?" Wang Xuzhi thought she was worried about his safety, and explained. "You don't have to worry, on the surface, the Intra-Sect Tournament is only conducted to select participants to represent our sect in the Inter-Sect Tournament. And, with my cultivation level, I'm pretty confident in getting to the top ten at least."

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Chapter 22: The Storm at Jade Forest Mountain

"I'm not worried about that." Zhu Yao sighed. "I'm just worried about you using a Foundation Pellet. I heard from master that, cultivation goes against the laws of nature in the first place, using medicine to elevate one's level of cultivation, will only bring temporary effects, and it cannot be considered as one's actual abilities, even if one gains strength for a short period of time. But, comparing the usage of external aid and of one's own abilities, using one's abilities is much more dependable. Master himself had never used any medicinal pellets to elevate his level of cultivation."

Wang Xuzhi went silent for a moment. He knew of this logic as well. There were always side-effects to using medicinal pellets, even if they were not that obvious in the early stages, once one reached the later stages, he would encounter a bottleneck. However, compared to that, everyone had habitually relied on medicinal pellets to supplement and increase their success rates in building their Foundation, hence, he had not thought in that direction.

"Big sister Zhu Yao is right. I have to rely on my own abilities to build my Foundation."

"You have promise, young man!" Zhu Yao satisfyingly patted on his shoulders. She felt extremely happy that this spoiled brat had learnt to care about her and listen to her words. "Of course, if you're really unable to endure it, use medicinal pellets when you have to. After all, all hope will be lost if you die."

"Mn, Xuzhi understands."

So obedient. So caring. As I thought, I did not care for you for nothing.

"Oh right, big sister Zhu Yao, what's your current level of cultivation?"

She instantly fell onto the ground.

Zhu Yao held onto her glass heart and silently looked away. Did you have to stab her in the heart like this?

Seeing that her expression was not that good, Wang Xuzhi muttered out. "I was not able to see through big sister Zhu Yao's cultivation level, so I thought it was because your cultivation level was higher than mine, could it be…" His expression was momentarily in a slight panic, as he immediately began to remedy his words. "Big sister Zhu Yao, it… it wasn't intentional. I didn't know you have yet to take in spiritual energy… Don't be mad at me. If I had known that you don't even have a single bit of spiritual energy in you, I wouldn't have brought it up. Don't be anxious, taking in spiritual energy is actually really simple, back then, I learnt it in a single night. I…"

Stab. Stab. Stab. Zhu Yao simply felt a couple of daggers stabbing right through her heart. She could no longer restrain herself from covering the big mouth of the person who was anxiously trying to explain himself. Gritting her teeth, she said. "Can you stop?"

This little twerp is intentionally making fun of me, right!? Don't think just because you have gotten bigger, I don't dare to spank you.

Deep in the night, so as to not get pissed to death by the little twerp who disguised himself as a pure and innocent young man, Zhu Yao quickly kicked him out of Jade Forest Mountain.

As Wang Xuzhi rubbed his buttocks which were hurting from the kick, he waved his hand, and shouted. "You have to definitely come and watch my matches!" Only then did he reluctantly return as he was chased away by countless celestial cranes from the mountain.

Watch his match? How? She had to at least be able to leave to do so. If not for her master having to leave to reinforce the formation due to the Inter-Sect Tournament, Wang Xuzhi that little bastard might not have been able to enter the mountain in the first place. Haah, as she thought, a little bastard would always stay as a little bastard. No matter how pure and well-behaved he looked, it would not change his bastard personality. Zhu Yao had decided that, she would not be replying his letters for three months.

Recalling the kid's cultivation level, and then, when she thought of her own, Zhu Yao sighed. She walked a few steps into the courtyard, sat cross-legged on the patch of grass in the courtyard, and tried to sense the spiritual energy that she had not been able to feel for five whole years.

The deep night in Jade Forest Mountain was utterly silent, and probably because her master had not returned, it felt even quieter. Zhu Yao took a deep breath, and for a moment, her entire mind was blank.

Faintly sensing something warm was surrounding her, something sparked in her mind, and instantly after, she could feel countless spots of light currently circling around her. What are these spots of light? Even though she did not open her eyes, she could clearly feel them. Could these be spiritual energy particles?

At that moment, Zhu Yao was excited. Five years. After five years, she was finally able to sense spiritual energy. Among the spots of light, there were those which were tiny dots, while there were some that were grouped up together, and all of them were dancing in the air. As though they were alive, some of them were even a little cheeky and approached her, lightly brushing against her cheeks, as though they were demonstrating their affection to her. The spots of light were varied in colors, and among them, there was a type of spiritual energy with a small silver tail attached to it, which she felt extremely intimate to. It should be the lightning spiritual energy particles that she had to take in.

Zhu Yao suppressed the excitement in her heart, and recalled the method to circulate spiritual energy her master had taught her. Using her heart to sense the silver spots of light, she concentrated her thoughts in having them enter her body. Just when she began thinking about it, those spots of light seemed to have been affected by some sort of guidance, and with a twirl in the air, they hastily flew towards her.

Before Zhu Yao could even feel happy about it, like an opened bottle, the shrieking stream of lightning spiritual energy particles scrambled as they rushed into Zhu Yao's body, and they were basically uncontrollable. In just a few seconds, they had already filled all the tendons in her body. However, the spiritual energy particles did not stop and continued to drill into her body.

Her tendons swelled uncomfortably, and she felt unbearable pain from the top of her head to the tip of her toes. Immediately after, she seemed to have heard a 'boom' sound from within her mind, it sounded like something had been broken, and the spiritual energy particles which had been hindered earlier were smoothly flowing endlessly into her body once again. It continued to fill up her body, and then, it continued to break through. And this cycle continued on and on. Every single cycle, she would experience that unbearable pain, and the pain would increase in severity in every subsequent cycle.

What Zhu Yao did not know was, her cultivation level was skyrocketing at an astonishing rate as well. First level of Essence, second level of Essence, third level of Essence…

Suddenly, an extremely unbearable pain descended. It was pain that could not be described with words, and Zhu Yao felt her body was currently being forcefully ripped apart, as though she was about to be torn into countless pieces. From the top of her head to the tip of her toes, there was nowhere in her body that was not hurting. Zhu Yao collapsed onto the ground, and no matter what she did, she could not expel the pain. Blood was already flowing out from her eyes, ears, mouth and nose, her blood vessels exploded, and her entire body was already completely stained with blood. Zhu Yao simply felt that she might die in the very next moment.

Currently on the sea under Ancient Hill Sect, reinforcing the formation with the Sect Master, Yu Yan's expression suddenly changed. He immediately turned and headed straight for Jade Forest Mountain.

"Ancestral-martial uncle!" Because he suddenly pulled back, the formation showed signs of collapsing. Zi Mo had no choice but to bite the bullet and covered for him. He turned around, only to realize his ancestral-martial uncle's figure had already disappeared from sight. Ancestral-martial uncle, you can't torture your junior like this. I can't hold onto the Mountain Barrier Great Formation by myself, you know.

With his quickest speed, Yu Yan returned to the Jade Forest Mountain. In that short instance, he momentarily felt the imprint he left on his disciple's forehead being activated. That was a type of Sensing Mystic Art that only a master and his or her personal succeeding disciple could have, and it would only activate at the moment when the disciple was at the borders between life and death. His disciple was evidently within Jade Forest Mountain, just what could threaten her life there?

Before he even reached the peak of the mountain, he had already felt the storm of lightning spiritual energy. He was a holder of the Lightning Spirit Vein as well, so he was rather familiar with this type of spiritual energy. However, the current situation looked as though all of the lightning spiritual energy particles between the sky and earth were being guided, and they were pouring towards the peak of Jade Forest Mountain at an overwhelming rate. Even the strongest Spiritual Energy Gathering Formation in the world, would not be able to bring in such a large amount of lightning spiritual energy.

Yu Yan flew closer, and realized at the center of those spiritual energy particles, was his disciple. Covered entirely in blood, she had collapsed onto the ground, and the surrounding lightning spiritual energy particles were endlessly pouring into her body. If this was to keep up, she would definitely die from self-destruction.

Yu Yan swung his sword, momentarily dispersing some of the spiritual energy, and rushed into the center of those spiritual energy particles. Raising his disciple up from the ground, he cast a Mystic Art on her that would forcefully awaken her.

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Chapter 23: Great Diarrhea Art

"Mas…ter!" The moment Zhu Yao could clearly see the person right in front of her, that unbearable pain once again attacked her, and she felt like fainting again.

Yu Yan did his best to keep her awake, and set up a formation that could obstruct spiritual energy. However, the surrounding spiritual energy particles were simply too many. After losing their guiding beacon, they instantly began to behave wildly, and attack indiscriminately. "Converge your mind, focus on a single thought, hurry and stop the spiritual energy pull." Currently, the violent turbulence could only be stopped if his disciple stop her absorption of spiritual energy, otherwise, the entire Ancient Hill Sect would be wrecked by the rampant lightning spiritual energy particles.

Zhu Yao understood that the current situation was extremely grave as well. She crawled up and began to meditate, following her master's instructions, she stopped her intake of spiritual energy.

After about five minutes, the rampant spiritual energy particles slowly calmed down, and began to disperse.

Yu Yan released the formation, carefully looked at his own disciple, and realized, she was already an Foundation Paragon. Even Sovereign Yu Yan, who had a vast amount of experience, was a little shocked by his own disciple. Just what kind of disciple did he take in?

For five years, she could not even manage to take in a hint of spiritual energy, and once she learnt how to, she immediately rose by several levels?

"Master?" Zhu Yao could feel that her body was different as well, however she could not understand what was that earlier situation about. Was it her late-coming cheat?

"There's no need to think too deeply into it." Yu Yan cast a Dirt Removal Art on her, cleaning up the bloodstains that filled her entire body. Then, he carried his disciple who was completely fatigued into her cottage, and covered her nicely with the blanket. "Have some rest for now. Never bring this incident up to anyone else."

Zhu Yao nodded. After seeing her close her eyes, Yu Yan then turned and left the cottage. Raising his head up, he looked at the lightning spiritual energy particles that had yet to fully disperse in the sky. This certain master was a little distressed. Improving one's cultivation depended on spiritual energy, and the amount needed varied for different types of Spirit Veins. As to how much spiritual energy one could absorb, it would have to depend on how much one could sense spiritual energy, and the person's affinity to spiritual energy. Even when he was promoting into a Demigod, he had never seen such a terrifying turbulence of lightning spiritual energy.

There were only two possibilities to the cause of such a terrifying scene. One, his disciple possessed a heaven-bending God Artifact, which had the ability to gather lightning spiritual energy. However, he had been alive for so many years, and had never heard of such a God Artifact in the world. Even during the legendary Ancient Savage Era, when it was known to be filled with countless of treasures, was not known to have such a God Artifact. And, when a God Artifact was born, there would definitely be signs about it appearing in the world, so it was impossible for its existence to be kept hidden. And, given his stupid disciple's intellect, where her thoughts were basically written on her face, she would not possibly have the capability to hide it from everyone else, nor would she have the thought of doing so. Otherwise, it would not have been possible for her to not know how to take in spiritual energy for five whole years.

In that case, there was only one possibility left. His disciple's affinity to lightning spiritual energy, was at an unimaginable degree. Hence, the lightning spiritual energy particles would scramble and rush into her body.

Haah, it seemed like he had taken in a very big trouble. But what could he do about it? She was his disciple, after all!

Zhu Yao slept an entire day and night. After waking up, she simply felt her mind was extremely refreshed, and her body was filled endless vigor. It seemed as though, in a single night, her five senses improved. In the past, she had the thought that Jade Forest Mountain was desolated, and even with a good look, she would not be able to see much life around. However, now, as long as she paid slight attention, she would be able to hear birds chirping in the forest, the caterpillars crying on the leaves, the butterflies flapping their wings around the flowers, and she could even occasionally hear the laughter of the disciples that were passing by Jade Forest Mountain.

This was an experience that she had never felt before, and when Zhu Yao opened the door, a feeling of being welcomed into a new world rose in her heart. As she thought, she did not cross into this world just for the sake of touring it, and the feeling of having a cheat was awe-awe-some. As though they had felt her thoughts, even the lightning spiritual energy particles in the air, were lively jumping about.

Zhu Yao stopped her feet, looked at the blurry and dim spots of light in the air as they intimately circled around her. They then lined themselves up in a 'S' shape, and after that, they lined themselves in a 'B' shape.

She calmly waved her hand and dispersed them. Hmph, little bastards. That night, you bastards almost killed me. This time, I will not allow you guys to enter that easily. Even if you guys try to act all cutesy, it's no use.

"Master!" The moment Yu Yan walked out of the door, he saw an unidentified object pouncing onto him. He habitually stepped to the side, and stared as she slammed her face onto the ground. Heaving a long sigh, he gave a 'my disciple is being stupid again' expression.

Zhu Yao slapped away the dirt on her clothes as she got up. She was not angry, after all, he was the one who saved her life.

"Thank you, master, for saving my life. This disciple has nothing to repay you, why don't I give you my love?"

Yu Yan looked at her weirdly. "You're mine in the first place."

"Ehh?" What does that mean? Zhu Yao was a little stunned. What did he mean by she was his in the first place? She suddenly imagined herself as a commoner being favored by a rich and cold-looking CEO. No! I only said that as a casual remark!

Yu Yan saw that she had begun to turn stupid again, and explained. "You're my personal succeeding disciple." She could only have him as her master in the first place, so naturally, she was his. Love or whatever, was basically non-existent.

Zhu Yao's face cramped. As she thought, her master was a martian who she could not communicate with. Ah whatever, I'm feeling good today, so I won't talk back at him. "Master, what are we eating today?" Was it not time for breakfast?

"You're hungry?" Yu Yan looked at her strangely.

Zhu Yao rubbed her tummy, and shook her head. Logically speaking, after sleeping for an entire day and night, she should have been extremely hungry by now. However, she did not feel the slightest of hunger right now.

"Once you reach Foundation, you will no longer feel hunger. From this day onward, you have no need to eat."

"Ah, if we don't eat, won't we be missing out on one of the many pleasures in life?" As a gourmet, this was simply unacceptable. "Master, why don't we occasionally eat, and experience life sometimes?"

Yu Yan was unmoved. "There are too many impurities in the food of the mortal realm, and they do not benefit one's cultivation. Since you no longer feel hunger, there's no need for food any longer."

Zhu Yao was slightly distracted for a moment. She silently decided to eat sneakily in the future, and definitely not have master see her doing so.

"Since you have already built your Foundation, start training in all the Mystic Arts you have memorized in the past." The certain master began to shift into teaching mode. "Just by having a high cultivation level, without any mystic arts, will not do. First, start by training in the entry-level Body Purity Art."

"Yes, my liege! No problem, my liege!" Zhu Yao obediently raised her hands.

Yu Yan ignored her nonsense, raised his hand and tapped on the center of her forehead. Zhu Yao felt a large amount of information pouring into her mind, and that was the Body Purity Art he spoke of. Actually, the so-called Body Purity Art, was to purify one's meridians, remove the impurities in one's body, which in turn, would allow spiritual energy to circulate more smoothly in one's body. This way, casting Mystic Arts would be more fluent and rapid.

Zhu Yao closed her eyes and sat down. Following the method stated in the mystic art, she purified her meridians over and over again. However, she underestimated the amount of impurities she accumulated in her body in the last thirty-three years. After purifying them a few times, she felt an unbearable pain in her stomach. Guruguruguru. Her stomach growled. Embarrassingly, she looked towards her master at the side, and realized he was currently looking at her, unmoving. He looked as though he had already known that this would happen.

She gritted her teeth, leapt right up, and speedily rushed into the toilet. Liar! What Body Purity Art! It's evidently the Great Diarrhea Art!

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Chapter 24: A Practitioner Who Cannot Fly

Hence, Zhu Yao, who had accumulated impurities for thirty-three years, squatted in the toilet for an entire day. Even if she possessed the cultivation level of a Foundation Paragon, she could barely stand still after the entire thing. When she returned to the courtyard while leaning against the wall, the moon was already glowing and the stars were already shining bright in the sky, and her master had long disappeared.

Zhu yao mustered the last bit of strength she had in her, and headed to the pond at the peak of the mountain to bathe, before crawling back to her own room. This Body Purity Art almost killed her.

From tomorrow onwards, she would refrain from eating. That was Zhu Yao's firm decision when she got back to her own room.

She slowly closed her eyes. Oh right, I seemed to have forgotten something today? Ah, whatever, let's sleep for now.

If there was one achievement Zhu Yao made in the last five years, it's that she had memorized all the Arts under the Azoth-stage that she could train in. As someone who had experienced an examination-oriented education, and had crossed over that difficult path, memorizing them was simply too easy. And, master had often explained to her the principles of these Arts, so she had accumulated five years of basic theoretical knowledge.

And with her current cultivation level, when she tried to apply them practically, she was evidently able to use them easily. She basically managed to learn how to control them after a few dozens of tries. Occasionally, when there were a few difficult ones, her master would advise her at the side, and she would be able to comprehend them after that. Hence, in the next three months, Zhu Yao had been desperately learning the Arts she had fallen behind on.

However, there was one Art, that she could never conquer. And that was the Flying Sword Art.

Looking at his disciple who had once again fallen from not even a height of four meters from the ground, Yu Yan heaved a long sigh.

Zhu Yao felt like crying. Crawling up, she picked up the long sword which had fallen beside her, and showed a face of defeat. No matter how strong a deity practitioner she was, she could not conquer her fear of heights!

That's right. Zhu Yao was afraid of heights. Just by being a little high up, her legs would turn jelly, let alone standing on such a thin sword, and flying around on it. It's really scary, alright!?

"Master, can I not use a sword?" As a deity practitioner, it was indeed embarrassing not being able to fly. However, her fear of heights was something she could not deny. "I'm really afraid of heights, just by standing on the sword, my legs will turn jelly. Switching it with a broader weapon is fine as well." At the very least, she would feel safer.

Yu Yan looked at her, and began to seriously ponder about this problem. Actually, in Ancient Hill Sect, there were indeed many different types of weapon users, and the weapons they used to fly varied as well. However, swords made up the majority, as, swords had the strongest attacking power out of all weapons. And, Ancient Hill Sect was famed for its sword techniques as well. Yu Yan himself, practiced in the ways of the sword.

"What kind of weapon do you want to use?"

"My requirements aren't high. As long as it's a little broader, convenient to use, and can be used to attack and defend. It's best if it's easily retractable too."

Those aren't high requirements, you say? Yu Yan heaved a sigh, and deeply pondered for a moment. "I will think of something regarding your weapon. In the next few days, practice more on the rest of your Arts. In a month's time, you will be following me to participate in the Inter-Sect Tournament."

"Inter-Sect Tournament!" This meant that she could leave the mountain. Wait a minute. "I'm… I'm participating as well?" She could not even fly with a sword, even if she went, she would probably be disintegrated in a second, right? Was it not the top three winners in the Intra-Sect Tournament who would be participating?

Yu Yan looked at her indifferently. "It's fine if you just watch."

"…" So she was simply going there to spectate. Why did she feel oddly irritated at her master's expression?

"Although you have already built your Foundation, your advancement in cultivation level was too quick, and you're still not familiar with the usage of many Mystic Arts. You will benefit from watching the fights of others."

Zhu Yao nodded. Indeed, her actual combat experience was equal to zero. Although she learnt the Mystic Arts by memorizing and cramping everything her brain, being able to apply them, was an entirely different matter. Even if her opponent's cultivation level was much lower than hers, once they were to start dueling, she might not be able to obtain victory.

This could be compared to when one first begins to learn the multiplication table. Anyone is capable of multiplying up to nine times nine, and anyone can simply blurt out the answer to the multiplication of single-digit numbers. Everyone knows that two times two equals to four, but what about twenty-two times two? To calculate it in the quickest time possible, it depends on one's experience and the method to derive the answer.

Mystic Arts were the same as well. Although there were differences in the amount of spiritual energy in every person, the speed of casting Mystic Arts, and the methods of using Mystic Arts were different for everyone as well. These were the keys to obtaining victory. And, in these aspects, she was just at the entry-level.

"Master, I understand." Zhu Yao tightened the grip in her hands. This was the first time she had treated cultivation seriously, ever since she had crossed into this world.

Yu Yan nodded, and once again began to explain to her the essentials of some Mystic Arts, before turning to leave.

Zhu Yao began to seriously practice these Mystic Arts as well. Most of the Arts she were learning were Lightning Mystic Arts, and their attack power were extremely strong. For example, the Lightning Guiding Art, as the name suggested, once the Mystic Art activates, a strike of lightning would be gathered using spiritual energy. Master had said that, once she formed her Azoth Core, she would be able to comprehend the Great Lightning Guiding Art. When that time came, what would be emitted would not be just a single lightning strike, but tens and thousands of them. There was another Art called Heavenfall, which was the strongest out of all the Mystic Arts she knew of currently. With her current spiritual strength, she could barely cast it once. The difference between the Lightning Guiding Art and Heavenfall, was that, the Lightning Gathering Art used her own spiritual power to form lightning, while Heavenfall, was to directly guide a Heavenly Lightning to descend unto her target. However, a Mystic Art like that would deplete her entire spiritual power with just a single cast, and, if she were to miss, in the next moment, she would simply be lying on the ground as she waited for her death.

Of course, other than these, she knew of other types of Mystic Arts as well. However, she would have to change the lightning spiritual energy in her body to correspond to the type of spiritual energy needed to activate those Arts, before she could use them. For example, she would require to first change her lightning spiritual energy to fire spiritual energy, before being able to activate the Fire Ball Art. Not only was this time-consuming, it was very tedious as well.

However, a deity practitioner could not simply use a single type of Mystic Arts. Master had told her not to simply concentrate on a single type. As a Lightning Spirit Vein holder, she would only be well-recognized if she was able to master all of the other types of Mystic Arts.

A month later. The day of the Inter-Sect Tournament.

Ever since three days ago, Zhu Yao was able to feel the atmosphere around the sect was different compared to before. There were even more disciples passing by the cold and quiet Jade Forest Mountain as well. Although they were unable to enter the mountain, with Zhu Yao's current divine sense, she was still able to sense them.

Zhu Yao could feel a large wave of festivities approaching, however… she was unable to leave.

Ever since her spiritual energy went berserk, her master once again reinforced the formation, and this time, not even a paper crane could fly in. When she found out this truth, tears flowed out of Zhu Yao's eyes.

Her master had promised to bring her to watch the competition, however, in these last three days, she could not even find his figure at all. She had flipped the entire Jade Forest Mountain, and his figure was still nowhere to be found.

No, to be exact, she had not seen her master for an entire month. Ever since he explained to her about some of the Mystic Arts, he disappeared. Although he had often disappeared without even notifying her in the past, he had never been gone for this long before. If not for the fact that she was unable to leave the mountain, she would have already went to the Sect Master to file a missing person report.

Master, hurry back and fetch your disciple! I want to leave!

Zhu Yao waited bitterly for an entire morning, and only at noon, did her master, who had been lost for an entire month, finally return. Zhu Yao could not restrain herself from shooting him with a resentful stare with a magnitude of a hundred thousand electrical volts.

Unfortunately, the certain master ignored her.

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Chapter 25: Who Doesn't Know How to Bully?

Yu Yan reached out his hand, and there was a jade tablet on the top of his palm. Zhu Yao looked at it carefully. Eh? Why does this jade tablet look so familiar? Ah, isn't this the identity jade tablet I received five years ago? Because she did not have spiritual power back then, she had thrown it away in some corner. "Master, where did you find it?" She had forgotten where she placed it herself.

Yu Yan did not answer, and simply told her. "The weapon you want has already been stored inside this jade tablet."

Zhu Yao received the tablet. Using her divine sense to check, she realized, inside the jade tablet, was a few sets of clothes, and a few books regarding entry-level Mystic Arts. These should be the items issued by the sect, and a fan laid silently beside the Mystic Art books. She hurriedly retrieved it. Zhu Yao did not know what the frames of fan were made of, but they felt comfortable in her hands. The fan was dark red in color, although it did not have any flora designs, it gave off a faint soothing scent, and looked extremely beautiful.

Zhu Yao fiddled with it for a moment. It was exactly the weapon, that could both attack and defend, and was easily retractable, she requested for. Zhu Yao came to love the fan instantly.

"When this fan is opened, it can be used as a flying artifact. It's speed is not incomparable to a sword." He was completely disappointed in her Flying Sword Art. If his disciple, the disciple of Yu Yan, were to fall to her death from flying on a sword, it would be extremely humiliating.

Zhu Yao nodded heavily, and began to love it even more. Touching the fan, she suddenly recalled the few days he had gone missing. "Master, you couldn't have spent the last month refining this fan for me, right?"

Yu Yan nodded his head indifferently, as though spending a month to create such a convenient weapon for his disciple was not that big of a matter.

Zhu Yao held onto the fan in her hands, and she felt so moved, her mind was completely muddled. "Master, you're the best! This disciple will definitely be obedient, work hard in my cultivation, and take good care of you when you're old!"

Yu Yan's eyes twitched, his disciple was being stupid again. "Don't you want to leave? Hurry and change your attire, and follow me to the Duel Arena in the Main Mountain."

"Yes, my liege. No problem, my liege." Zhu Yao immediately turned, and ran into her room.

Yu Yan watched her run off, and sighed deeply. He was not entirely sure if her personality was a good or bad thing. Everything was written on her face, she was too sincere towards others, and she lacked the cautiousness of a deity practitioner. He was worried that she was going to suffer if she were to encounter a bad person in the future.

Returning to her room, Zhu Yao impatiently pulled out all of the items in the jade tablet. She had already learnt all of the Mystic Arts in the books, hence, simply threw them back in after a single glance. However, those few sets of clothes could be used. They were all the sect's white uniform, and were extremely simple looking. When she took a closer look, clouds were actually embroidered on the uniforms. Mn. *.

In the past few years, as she was unable to open this jade tablet, the clothes she had been wearing were all given by her master. The designs were much better than these white uniforms. Her master was extremely skilled, after all.

However, it was the Inter-Sect Tournament today, she felt that it would be best to wear this white uniform instead. The rest of her Sect disciples were wearing the same uniform in this big event, naturally, she did not want to be the exception. She hurriedly changed, and followed after her master as they left the mountain.

Only when she finally stood on the fan, did she feel the greatness of this weapon. After inserting spiritual energy into it, the entire fan enlarged by several times, and there was even enough space for ten people. The main point was that, the amount of spiritual energy needed to insert into this weapon was the same as flying swords, and the fan even had a built-in defensive formation. While in flight, not even a hint of wind could blow into them. Zhu Yao silently gave her master a thumbs up.

The Duel Arena for the Inter-Sect Tournament was set up next to the Main Mountain. Zhu Yao had thought that it would be similar to the duel ring in ancient times, and a simple platform would just be placed at the center. However, she did not expect to see a mountain floating next to the Main Mountain. Calling it a mountain would be a little exaggerated, however, it did indeed had a size of about three football fields.

A tall circular stage was built at the center.

And then, facing towards the ring, was an even taller stage. On top of it, were a few floating chairs, and seated on them were a small number of people. Among the people who were dressed differently there, were five people in white robes. Needless to say, they were definitely the Mountain Lords of the various Mountains in Ancient Hill Sect. The people beside them were probably the Sect Masters of the other sects, who had brought their disciples to the tournament.

Without even looking around, Yu Yan immediately brought his disciple and flew towards the highest point of the stage.

Zi Mo instantly saw him, and was slightly shocked in his heart. He immediately stood up and welcomed him. "Greetings to Ancestral-martial uncle." This big man had never participated in the Inter-Sect Tournament for thousands of years, why did he suddenly have the interest to appear today?

"Hi, old man!" Zhu Yao appeared behind Yu Yan, and waved her hand at him. She was a little excited after meeting someone she was familiar with for the first time in five years.

Zi Mo stiffened, and then, he coughed for a bit, instantly understanding the situation. "Greetings to Junior-martial aunt." So he came to spectate because of his disciple. Zi Mo then looked at her carefully, and realized Junior-martial aunt, who had not taken in spiritual energy five years ago, had already built her Foundation, and was even a Paragon! This terrifying cultivation speed, as expected of a great master to bring up a great disciple. It was no wonder why Ancestral-martial uncle insisted on taking her in as his disciple back then.

The others had realized the situation here as well. Their eyes shone, and they began to stand up and bow one after another. "Greetings to Sovereign Yu Yan." They were all rather excited in their hearts. After all, Sovereign Yu Yan was number one in the cultivation world, and it was stated in legends that he had not appeared in front of people for tens of thousands of years, and they were actually able to meet him today.

Yu Yan nodded, and he unreservedly walked over to sit on the chair right in the middle

The rest saw that he had no intentions for idle chatter, simply stroked their noses, and returned to their seats. However, they silently lowered their seats a little, giving Yu Yan the highest seat.

Zi Mo, who had his chair stolen: "……"

He quietly instructed a disciple to bring another chair over.

While Zhu Yao took out her fan, flew behind her master, and stood upright behind him. My master is this cool and dazzling tyrant, and I'm cool and dazzling tyrant number two.

Suddenly, she felt a chill down her spine, as a cold pair of eyes stared right at her. When she scanned her surroundings, she made eye contact with a cold-faced woman.

Mn, she was rather familiar. Was she not the Medicine Mountain Lord she offended when she just entered the sect a few years ago? Her name seemed to be Hong Chou.

When she recalled that she even scolded her back then, Zhu Yao broke into a grin, and a voice with a sarcastic tone sounded. "Yo, Junior-martial niece."

The lady instantly looked gloomy. After giving her a ruthless glare, she coldly snorted and looked away, showing Zhu Yao the back of her head.

Eh, you're no longer cute if you act all prideful.

This Hong Chou seemed to really take matters like this into heart. The incident happened so many years ago, yet, she still gave Zhu Yao such an expression. However, since she was Hong Chou's martial-aunt, as a benevolent person, Zhu Yao would not fuss about it. Zhu Yao was about to silently watch the matches, however, she suddenly heard the sonorous cry of a bird.

Someone she did not know suddenly said. "The three Sovereigns are here."

The audience on-site, turned to look at the clouds one after another. Three people, two men and one woman, appeared from above. One was stepping on a seven-colored mythic bird, one was stepping on a white tiger, and the last one was even stepping on a bright-colored jade lotus. Their bodies were filled with divine aura, as though they were deities who had descended into the mortal realm from the nine heavens. Especially the female practitioner among them, was as beautiful as the glowing moon, giving off a feeling of elegance and holiness. And, the bird cry earlier, was emitted by the mythic bird she was riding on.

From their imposing aura, they must be the three Demigod practitioners of Ancient Hill Sect.

Before Zhu Yao could even feel astonished from this spectacle which looked as though it was from a Hollywood Production, suddenly, an overwhelming pressure assaulted her. She was just a Foundation practitioner, how could she withstand the pressure from a Demigod? Instantly, her blood rumbled within her body, her meridians began to hurt, and she felt as though her cultivation level was about to be damaged.

A hand was raised out, and it landed on her shoulder. Instantly, the pressure she felt was completely dispersed.

Yu Yan's expression momentarily turned cold. A pressure that was much more terrifying than the previous, which held a heavy killing intent, was instantly sent back at them.

The three of them instantly felt that terrifying pressure, and because they were not prepared, their legs turned jelly. If not for the fact that they had to keep their reputation into account, they would have already fell off from their spiritual beasts. However, they managed to hurriedly circulate their spiritual energy to block the pressure, and only then did they saw Yu Yan, who was staring at them coldly in the eyes.

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Chapter 26: Little Wimp's Third Senior-Martial Brother

Their expressions became rather terrible. Initially, the reason why they released their pressure was to simply demonstrate the Ancient Hill Sect's might, with the purpose of frightening the rest of the Sects. However, they did not expect the godly Sovereign to be present, and in the end, everything backfired.

The three Sovereigns, undoubtedly, were a little embarrassed, however, they managed to react, and they hurriedly retrieved their pressure at the quickest speed possible. They then moved forward and bowed. "Greetings to martial-uncle."

Yu Yan simply glanced at the three of them, and then, continued to send his stupid disciple some spiritual energy. After confirming that she was alright, only then did he pull his hand back, and respond indifferently. "Mn!"

Sovereign Yi Ran was the first to spot Zhu Yao who was standing at the side. Out of the three Sovereigns, his personality was the most friendly in the first place. He took the initiative to converse with her. "Could this person be the new junior-martial sister taken in by martial-uncle?" He suddenly understood why martial uncle Yu Yan unforgivingly released his pressure towards them earlier. So it was because they had harmed their junior-martial sister earlier.

But, in actual fact, this was not a fault of theirs. The ones seated above this tall stage were all Sect Masters of the various sects, and their cultivation levels were at least at the early Azoth-stage. Who would have thought that his martial uncle Yu Yan would actually bring his disciple here to watch the tournament out of sudden impulse?

It would not have been right for Zhu Yao, who was pinpointed out, to continue keeping silent, hence, she bowed to the three of them. "Greetings to senior-martial brothers, greetings to senior-martial sister." Zhu Yao had always known that there were three Sovereigns at the Demigod-stage in Ancient Hill Sect, however, as she had always been confined, she never saw them.

Other than Yi Ran, the two others simply nodded their heads politely.

Yi Ran's smile was especially friendly. "A couple of days ago, I heard martial-uncle had taken in a junior-martial sister, yet, we never had the fate to meet. I didn't expect that, the moment we actually get to meet each other, you had already built yourr Foundation. As I thought, you're rather extraordinary."

"Senior-martial brother, you flatter me too much." Mn, looks like he's a rather friendly person. Zhu Yao smiled. "Senior-martial brother had always been in closed-door training, so I did not dare to disturb. Please do not blame me for not doing so, senior-martial brother."

"Junior-martial sister, you're too courteous. If you don't mind, you can visit my cave residence whenever you're free." Yi Ran gave an even happier smile, and suddenly, as though he had thought of something, he continued to ask. "Right, I still do not know junior-martial sister's name. Since you have admitted into the Jade Forest Mountain, you should have Yu as your surname. May I ask of your Daoist title?"

Zhu Yao's expression darkened in an instant. Friendly, your sister! You can't dig out a person's dark secret just like that. Gritting her teeth angrily, she replied word by word. "My. Name. Is. Yu… Yao!"

When these words fell, Yu Yan who was beside her instantly turned and threw her a suspicious stare. Did I not bestow you the name 'Wang'?

Zhu Yao returned him a ruthless glare. You're Desire, your entire family's Desire!

Yu Yan frowned, and then, he sighed. He silently thought to himself. My disciple's stupidity is getting worse and worse. She can't even remember her own Daoist title. Then, he turned back and continued to look towards the ring. While Zhu Yao continued to silently stare daggers at his back.

Seeing that there was something amiss with the atmosphere between the master and disciple, Yi Ran tactfully stopped his questioning. After giving a few polite greetings, he positioned himself a little lower, and sat on his white tiger as he watched the match.

Hence, the tall stage was separated into three levels. The first level comprised of Yu Yan, and Zhu Yao, who was standing behind him. The second level comprised of the three Sovereigns. And the third level comprised of the various Mountain Lords and the Sect Masters of the different sects. With such a distinct separation in levels, Zhu Yao felt that she only required a can of cola to complete a super deluxe meal.

The appearance of Sovereign Yu Yan and the other three Sovereigns undoubtedly ignited the flames in the hearts of all of the disciples present. It must be known that in every Inter-Sect Tournament, to these participating disciples, not only was the tournament used to showcase a sect's strength, it was even more so a chance for them to spread their names in the cultivation world.

And the victor of every tournament would be able to obtain a chance to receive pointers from elders who were at least at the Nascent Soul stage. And today, the strongest elders of Ancient Hill Sect even appeared. Leaving aside Sovereign Yu Yan who was number one in the cultivation world, even if they were only able to receive a few pointers from one of the three Demigod Sovereigns, the participants would still benefit for life.

Cultivation was not simply about absorbing spiritual energy to increase one's cultivation level. The essence of cultivation was more about one's comprehension to life and the Dao. And people who could reach the Demigod-stage, definitely had insights, of the many lives in the world and the Dao, that exceeded normal people. To receive a single pointer of them, forget about sudden realizations, it would benefit their future cultivation even more.

And because of this fact, every participating disciple worked even harder, as they fought with hundred and twenty percent concentration.

Unfortunately, Zhu Yao was unable to see them. That's right, she was unable to see them. Zhu Yao only realized this when she decided to seriously watch the competition. Damn it, leaving aside the fact that this stage is too high up, why the hell is there a formation that blocks the line of sight in place? Naturally, those with high cultivation levels would not be affected, however, she was merely a Foundation practitioner, she basically could not see what was happening on the ring at all. As she thought, a price must be paid for acting tough. It was no wonder that, other than the various Sect Masters and Mountain Lords, there were no other disciples present. It was not because they were unwilling to bring them here, rather, they had known of this fact.

"Master… May I head down and take a closer look?" Zhu Yao had no choice but to discuss with Yu Yan, and temporarily shifted her gaze away from the ring.

Yu Yan looked at her, and understood that she was unable to see anything from here either. Hence, he nodded. "After the matches are done, return immediately. Do not stay for long." To prevent yourself from learning bad things. Of course, he did not say that last line out loud.

Zhu Yao nodded. She looked around, and as she thought, she saw a familiar figure. Coincidentally, he was looking in her direction as well. Zhu Yao immediately activated the weapon beneath her, and hurriedly flew over.

"Little wimp!" Zhu Yao tapped on the youth in front of her, who was looking about.

"Big sister Zhu Yao!" Wang Xuzhi excitedly turned his head. "You're finally able to leave the mountain?"

Zhu Yao nodded. "I'm prodigious, after all!"

Wang Xuzhi did not retort about her arrogance, and simply pulled her hand, revealing a much happier smile.

The person standing beside him noticed this, and with a gossiping look, he spoke up. "Junior-martial brother, who is she? Aren't you going to introduce her to us? When did you meet her? You little brat, I didn't think you have this sort of taste."

Wang Xuzhi's expression instantly darkened, and he glared at him angrily. "Third senior-martial brother, don't be disrespectful!"

"Yo, you're angry!" Yan Yuehong twirled a strand of hair next to him. Looking at him from the corner of his eye, his smile was filled with ambiguity. "Don't worry, junior-martial brother. Even though your senior-martial brother here is cool and handsome, and beloved by everyone, I will not steal her away from you. And… your senior-martial brother doesn't really like older women, they're not my type."

This time, Zhu Yao's expression darkened as well.

"Yan Yuehong!" Wang Xuzhi's furiousness was like a cat with its hair standing up, as though he could fight him to the death in the next moment.

Coincidentally, Du Yuanchen nearby saw her as well, and before Wang Xuzhi could explode, he placed his hands together and gave Zhu Yao a bow. "This disciple greets Grand-martial aunt."

This time, the one whose expression darkened was Yan Yuehong.

Zhu Yao chuckled, and had Du Yuanchen raise his head. Then, she turned and swept a glance at the person called Yan Yuehong. "So you're my martial nephew's third disciple?"

Yan Yuehong's brows tightened, and had no choice but to respond awkwardly. "Yes, greetings to grand-martial aunt. If Yuehong has offended grand-martial aunt, please forgive me." He simply wanted to use this rare opportunity to tease his junior-martial brother who behaved so seriously at such a young age. How would he have known that she had a higher status than him. I can't be blamed for this!

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Chapter 27: Someone Else's Counter-Attack Drama

Zhu Yao gave an even bigger smile. "So it's Little Three. Little Three, there's no need to be too courteous. Little Three has not met me before, it's totally understandable that you did not recognize me. Grand-martial aunt will not blame Little Three. Alright, Little Three?"

"Thank you, Grand-martial aunt." He kind of felt that being called Little Three was a little strange?

"You're welcome, I'm old, after all! My heart is big and wide, that's the only good point of being old!"

Yan Yuehong: "……" Didn't you say you wouldn't blame him for it?

Puf!

The two people at the side could no longer hold their laughter.

"Big sister Zhu Yao, are you here to watch my final match?" Wang Xuzhi timely spoke up and changed the topic. Big sister Zhu Yao is the same as ever. She's never merciful with her words.

"Final match? You entered the finals?" It was already the third day of the Inter-Sect Tournament. It was no wonder her master only brought her here today, he wanted her to watch the finals directly.

"Mn, I'm in the Essence group." So she did not know about it. Wang Xuzhi was a little disappointed, but, he instantly cheered himself up. "The next match is the last ranking match for the Essence group, and the victor of that match will be fighting with me."

In other words, the next match was the semi-finals?

Zhu Yao instantly focused, and looked towards the ring. She realized a match had just ended on the ring, and there were disciples currently cleaning the ring. It should have been a match of the Foundation group, and the victor was a disciple in blue robes. He seemed to be a disciple from another sect.

Not even a moment later, the referee who was in charge of the matches had already announced for the next match to begin.

Two disciples in white robes flew onto the ring at the same time, and their attire were the same as hers. One of them looked like a middle-aged man nearing his forties, while the other looked around the same age as Wang Xuzhi. However, he did not have the face of a pretty youth, rather, his face revealed a hint of firmness, and he looked a little familiar.

"This person is?"

"Big sister Zhu Yao knows this person as well!" Wang Xuzhi explained. "He's Xiao Yi, the person who heavily injured little fatty Zhao five years ago. Currently, he's an Outer Sect disciple."

So he's that little beggar! It's no wonder she felt he looked a little familiar. She did not expect that he would actually enter the semi-finals, and his cultivation level was actually the same as Wang Xuzhi's, an Essence Paragon.

"He's rather hardworking." From how this was going, it felt like a drama where a poor protagonist was making a counter-attack in life.

"Mn." Wang Xuzhi nodded in agreement. As an Inner Sect disciple himself, he deeply knew how hard it was for Outer Sect disciples to make themselves known. "Back then, his cultivation was crippled by master. In just five years since his cultivation was crippled, he managed to cultivate into an Essence Paragon, and even fought his way through into the semi-finals. He's indeed really talented."

Zhu Yao, who was even more talented, silently rubbed her nose, and decided to concentrate on watching the match.

Xiao Yi had Metal and Wood Dual-Spirit Veins. One was great for defense, while the other was great for offense. With the two types of mystic arts complementing each other, he was highly talented. While his opponent had Water, Wood, and Earth Tri-Spirit Veins. Although his talent could not be compared to Xiao Yi's, but the complementary effects of his Spirit Veins were good as well, the flexibility of his mystic arts was extremely high, and his casting speed was quick.

The moment Xiao Yi's opponent stepped foot onto the ring, he slammed his palms onto the ground, and a Wood-type Bind Art was released. The ground fluctuated, and beneath Xiao Yi, several vines instantly drilled out from the ground and moved to restrain him.

Xiao Yi leapt out of the way, landing about thirty feet away. The moment he landed, vines once again popped out from underneath his feet, and their speed were twice as fast as before. Looking at the speed of these vines, it seemed that his opponent was extremely experienced with the Mystic Art.

Xiao Yi had no choice but to constantly leap away from those vines, and it looked as though he did not have any opportunity to stay on the ground. A hint of complacency was revealed on his opponent's face. Making hand seals with a single hand, he cast out another Ice-type Mystic Art, summoning countless of ice blades which flew towards the person in the sky. Xiao Yi was unable to land firmly on the ground, and now, he had nowhere to run in the air either. This was an attack that block all of one's escape routes. It had to be said that his opponent had planned his strategies really thoroughly, and he basically did not give Xiao Yi an opportunity to attack.

Xiao Yi tiringly dodged those incoming ice blades, as he maintained a barrier to block the rest, and carefully prevented himself from being caught by the vines on the ground. However, if he simply continued to dodge, losing would just be a matter of time.

Finally, his barrier could no longer hold up against the attacks from the ice blades, and it shattered soundingly. Xiao Yi had no choice but to summon his flying sword. He then used the Falling Sword Art, where he converged his spiritual energy into dozens of spiritual swords, which flew towards the person in front of him. Spiritual swords were converged by spiritual energy, so naturally they were sharper and firmer than the ice blades. The spiritual swords shattered the incoming ice blades as they flew towards the target. Just when the spiritual swords were approaching the opponent, a large number of vines drilled out from the ground, forming a wooden wall which blocked his attacks.

Taking the opportunity he was defending, Xiao Yi finally managed to land on the ground. He once again brought up his sword. This time around, rather than the dozens of spiritual swords he summoned earlier, what he used was the Falling Starflash, which summoned countless of spiritual swords at the same time, and they flew towards the target with heavy killing intent. The vines which were left on the ground were sliced into bits by the spiritual swords, and even the wall of vines he created was in the danger of being cleanly sliced away.

However, his opponent was not the least bit frantic, rather, a hint of a grin was revealed from the corner of his mouth. Quickly forming hand seals with his two hands, a flash of light appeared in his eyes. "Burn!"

The lushful vines on the ring instantly burned into a huge fire, instantly trapping Xiao Yi within the big fire. His opponent had actually inserted a Fire-type Mystic Art into the vines, his hand seals were too quick, and he intentionally allowed Xiao Yi to slice away the vines. Xiao Yi did not realize it at all.

And when Xiao Yi used the Falling Starflash to summon countless of spiritual swords earlier, his consumption was huge. Currently, he basically did not have much spiritual energy left. It seemed like he was going to lose this match.

His opponent lightly laughed, and his eyes were filled with a look of complacency, as he looked towards the huge fire that filled the sky.

Suddenly, he heard a cold voice from within the huge fire. "Return Formation, activate!"

A gigantic mystic formation suddenly lighted up on the ring, and the huge fire was instantly extinguished. His opponent who was still smiling felt his blood rumbling, and then, he spit out a mouthful of blood. His cinnabar was completely empty, and he no longer had the ability to continue fighting. He could not help but look at the totally unscathed person in front of him with widened eyes.

Return Formation reflects the caster's Mystic Arts within the formation. When did he set up the Mystic Formation? Could it be while he was dodging those vines?

"Victory goes to Xiao Yi of Ancient Hill Sect!" The judge at the side announced loudly.

Xiao Yi no longer looked at the person on the ground, as he turned and left the ring. However, suddenly, he raised his head and looked towards the direction of the Chamber Disciples. He paused his steps for a moment, and then, he turned away and walked out the next moment.

Zhu Yao was startled. That Xiao Yi seemed to have been looking in her direction earlier?

Zhu Yao suddenly had a really strange feeling. This sort of feeling was very familiar, and it would always appear whenever she saw that youth named Xiao Yi. In the past, she had thought it was just a coincidence, but now, she was even beginning to suspect that the problem lied with herself. Normally, as someone who was among the lower-class for twenty odd years in another world, she should have been really interested in how a person like him who started out on a poor footing would make his counter-attack. However, she currently did not feel the least bit excited at all. Just why was that so?

"Big sister Zhu Yao, big sister Zhu Yao." Wang Xuzhi nudged the person who was dazing at the side.

Only then did Zhu Yao regain her senses. Another match had already begun on the ring, and it was the match between practitioners at the Foundation-stage. It seemed like it was a match with larger importance, as the spectators outside the ring were more enthusiastic than before.

"Third senior-martial brother is definitely number one for this tournament." Wang Xuzhi confidently said.

Zhu Yao then realized, one of the participants on the ring was actually Yan Yuehong, the one who badmouthed her earlier. When did he head onto the ring? Unconsciously, she seemed to have dazed for a very long time.

Little Three: It means someone who's a 'third wheel' in a relationship affair.

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Chapter 28: Wang Xuzhi VS Xiao Yi

"This is the finals for the Foundation group?" Yan Yuehong was at the Foundation Paragon level, same as her.

Wang Xuzhi nodded. "Third senior-martial brother is actually really amazing. He's the one who was first to obtain the qualifications to enter the finals among all of the participating Foundation disciples."

"Is it very difficult to enter the finals?"

"Extremely difficult!" He continued to explain. "Every participating disciple is an elite of the various sects. Every sect will first conduct an Intra-Sect Tournament to select three participants, and there's a total of three different groups in the Inter-Sect Tournament. There are more than ten participants in each group, and only after defeating everyone in the group, can you enter the finals."

I see. It looks this person called Yan Yuehong is actually really skilled. "In that case, you're really amazing too. You have entered the finals as well, haven't you?"

Wang Xuzhi smiled a little shyly, and nodded a little embarrassingly. This kid, back then, he was so arrogant and prideful. I didn't expect to see him change so much in just five years. I simply praised him a little, and his face reddened so easily.

Zhu Yao suddenly recalled that she promised to see his preliminary matches a few months ago. She had actually forgotten about it.

"Sorry, Xuzhi. Back then, I promised to see your matches. However, four months ago, something happened, so I never had the chance to leave the mountain." In the few days he was participating in the preliminary matches, she was recovering from the outburst of spiritual energy. When she fully recovered from it, he had already finished with the preliminaries.

"It's… It's alright!" Wang Xuzhi's face reddened even more, and then, he raised his head and looked at her in the eyes. "You… What did you call me just now…?"

"Xuzhi?" Zhu Yao looked at him a little weirdly. "Didn't you always want me to call you by your name? You're a grown-up now, I can't be calling you twerp or little wimp forever, right? What? I can't call you that?"

"You can! Of course, you can!" Wang Xuzhi hurriedly nodded his head forcefully, as though he was afraid she would change her mind.

This little wimp sure is hard to please. "When's your match?" On the ring, Yan Yuehong had already obtained victory.

Wang Xuzhi turned to look at the ring as well. "It should be the next match."

Already? Zhu Yao was a little startled, and she just happened to hear the announcement that the final match of the Essence group was next. It was between Wang Xuzhi and Xiao Yi, who had won just earlier.

"Big sister Zhu Yao, I'm going."

Zhu yao nodded, and habitually, she reached out her hand to stroke his head, smiling. "That person should be specialized in formations. You must be careful."

"Mn. I will."

"Good luck." Zhu Yao did a 'good luck' gesture. "Remember, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, it's fine if you come back safe and sound."

Wang Xuzhi was startled, as though he had never thought that she would say something like that. A moment later, he revealed a brilliant smile, as though rays of light were being emitted out from him, blinding and sparkling.

Zhu Yao reflexively raised her hand to block the shine, and when she regained her senses, Wang Xuzhi had already entered the ring. Was that just her imagination? Why did she feel that the little wimp's smile was so brilliant, it almost blinded her?

The match on the ring had already begun. Facing his last opponent, Wang Xuzhi had no choice but to be even more cautious. Adding the stunning battle his opponent displayed earlier, he could not help but pay extra attention to the person in front of him.

Of course, the same went for Xiao Yi as well. Five years. He had been ousted out of the Inner Sect for five years. Today, he was finally able to cleanse all his shame, and retain his former glory. Today, he, Xiao Yi, would have everyone who had bullied him understand, what was true strength.

When experts collide, only the brave will prevail. Almost at the same time, the two initiated their attacks.

Wang Xuzhi had the Fire Heavenly Spirit Vein, however, what he first used was not the Fire-type Mystic Arts he specialized in, rather, he summoned several wind blades. Xiao Yi did not put a barrier, instead, he slammed his palm onto the ground, erecting an earth wall to block the wind blades.

However, Wang Xuzhi's wind blades were just a feint. When his opponent formed the earth wall, he had already moved towards Xiao Yi's back. He summoned his flying sword, and swung it down. The sword was filled with spiritual energy, a strike with astonishing might. And, his opponent no longer had the chance to defend against it.

"Good!" Zhu Yao could not help but applaud Wang Xuzhi.

The sword slashed past the human figure, landed on the ground, and emitted out a 'dang' sound. And the human figure in front of him actually slowly dispersed, disappearing into thin air. It was actually a false image. Wang Xuzhi's expression changed. As he did not have the time to find Xiao Yi's true body, he immediately erected a defensive barrier.

Sure enough, the moment his barrier was formed, a piercing sword strike came attacking towards him, and it struck the barrier heavily.

Wang Xuzhi swung his sword to force his opponent back, and leapt backwards himself, his defensive barrier had already shattered soundingly. As he thought, his opponent was not easy to deal with.

Similarly, Xiao Yi held onto the hilt of his longsword as he stared at him. Both of them were disciples who wielded swords, and they trained in the ways of the swords. Compared to Mystic Arts, they were most specialized in their sword techniques. Almost at the same time, the two of them abandoned their Mystic Arts, and collided with their sword techniques.

Xiao Yi had the Metal and Wood Dual-Spirit Veins, his sword emitted out a faint golden light, and due to its incomparably sharpness and firmness, it could be used to attack and defend. While, on the other hand, Wang Xuzhi had the Fire Heavenly Spirit Vein. His strikes were filled with destructive power, and his entire sword was as though it was burning with raging fire.

The two of them collided more than a hundred of times, yet, they were still unable to determine the victor, and if they were to continue fighting like this, they would simply be depleting their own spiritual energies. Finally, the two of them came up with ideas of their own. Xiao Yi threw out two formation flags, and a formation instantly took shape.

Wang Xuzhi had already prepared himself for his opponent's formation. He flew up, and instantly distanced himself from the formation.

Hmph. At that moment, Xiao Yi revealed a cold smile. As he thought, those from the Inner Sect were all people who were cowardly and afraid of death. "Spirit Increasing Formation, Activate!"

As those words fell, large amount of spiritual energy gathered from all directions, and the formation on the ground released a brilliant white light.

Wang Xuzhi's expression slightly changed. Xiao Yi intentionally threw his formation flags out in a wide manner to trick him into distancing himself from the heart of the formation. In actual fact, it was not an offensive formation, but a support formation used to replenish spiritual energy. As long as the formation was completed, the person within the formation would be able to have his spiritual energy instantly raised to the perfect state.

Not good. I can't let him complete the formation. I have no choice but to take a gamble then.

Wang Xuzhi circulated all of the spiritual energy in his body, and for a moment, a violent wind stirred. A gigantic sword as high as a tower appeared from the ground, completely surrounding the entire ring. A dense sword energy flooded the skies.

"Isn't… Isn't this a sword formation that can only be accomplished by practitioners at the Foundation stage?" A disciple outside the ring cried out astonishingly. Only someone who had extremely high comprehension to sword techniques, could unleash a sword formation that surpassed one's level.

Zhu Yao's worried heart was tightened even more. The little wimp was putting his all into this attack, and the outcome of the match would be decided with this strike of his.

"Countless Sword Formation, disperse!" When those words fell, the gigantic sword that emitted out a dense and cold sword energy dispersed into countless of small swords in an instant. With the force of an avalanche, the small swords flew towards the center of Xiao Yi's formation.

In the end, Xiao Yi's Spirit Increasing Formation was never completed, however, his spiritual energy had recovered to a certain extent. With extreme speed, he left the heart of the formation, and flew towards the skies. However, the Countless Sword Formation actually followed after him.

He had no choice but to cast his Earth-type Mystic Art again, erecting a earth wall that covered himself entirely. However, the countless swords simply struck onto the wall, and it seemed as though his defense was about to be broken. Xiao Yi clenched his teeth, his eyes turned cold, revealing the determination to make his aspirations come true. This match, I can't lose, I must not lose!

The wall that was struck by the countless swords shattered in an instant, and it looked as though victory had been decided. Suddenly, a sword energy that was even more frightening than the gigantic sword earlier, exploded from the earth mound. It was as though time had stopped, and the swords that were still attacking wildly had stopped in mid-air.

Xiao Yi stood up from the mound, and did hand seals one-handedly. Although his body looked fatigued, it still emitted out a relentless aura. He then shouted out, with emphasis on every single word. "Linear. Sky. Slash!" He swung the sword in his hand with all his might, and the countless swords in the air, were instantly blown away in all four directions. Only when they struck the spectator's barrier outside the ring, did they finally fall onto the ground.

Linear Sky Slash? That was an Azoth-stage sword technique!

With his Countless Sword Formation broken, Wang Xuzhi's spiritual energy was completely depleted, resulting to a backlash which caused him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

However, Xiao Yi's technique was still not finished. He pointed the longsword in his hand towards the sky, and instantly, a humongous spiritual sword appeared in the skies. The spiritual sword was more than a hundred times larger than the gigantic sword Wang Xuzhi summoned earlier.

"Destroy!" Xiao Yi shouted loudly, and the humongous spiritual sword fell towards Wang Xuzhi, who no longer had the strength to retaliate.

Zhu Yao felt her heart quivering. The ominous feeling she had ever since little wimp went onto the ring, was instantly infinitely stronger than before. A terrifying feeling instantly struck her heart, and all of the hair on her body stood on ends.

However, her body had already reacted unconsciously.

"Heavenfall!" A Heavenly Lightning split apart the air as it descended from the skies, instantly striking onto the descending humongous spiritual sword. In the next moment, the spiritual sword shattered into pieces.

Xiao Yi spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

The entire audience was dead silent.

All of their eyes, gathered onto her face one after another.

"Uh…" 'Embarrassment' could no longer describe Zhu Yao's current feelings. The hell, she herself did not know why she suddenly intervened. She looked at her surroundings, and then, she looked towards the tall stage. "Umm… My… My hands slipped. Ho. Hoho. Hohoho."

Audience: "……"

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Chapter 29: He isn't even Willing to Give me a Hundred Dollars

Even more glares filled with condemnation, like daggers, were thrown at her body, as though they were trying to rip her skin apart. Zhu Yao felt like crying. Don't be like that. What happened to 'friendship first, competition second'? She really did not intervene in the match on purpose.

Just when she was about to swallowed whole by the surrounding glares, a figure flashed right in front of her. A white figure had appeared before her. A terrifying pressure was spread in all four directions, and like a silent threat, everyone instantly kept their unsatisfied glares.

"Master!" It was her master, the master who saves her from all bitterness and difficulties.

Yu Yan's face was cold as always, and he lightly glanced at her. "It's getting dark."

His sleeves fluttered as he waved his hand, and without even explaining, he carried his disciple and flew back to the Jade Forest Mountain, leaving an audience who did not even have time to react.

Zi Mo silently looked towards the direction the two people disappeared to, cold sweat dripping down his head. Ancestral-martial uncle, you openly protected your disciple for personal reasons, and then, you left me to handle this mess. Are you really a man?

Heaving a deep sigh, Zi Mo regained his senses. He's a Sect Master who specialized in cleaning the backsides of others, after all!

"Ahem! Xiao Yi is the victor of this match. In this Inter-Sect Tournament, he's number one in the Essence group." Only when these words fell, did the sounds of discussions among the audience finally stop.

Xiao Yi endured the rumbling blood in his chest, and forced himself to stand and bow. "Thank you, Sect Master."

Wang Xuzhi stood up and left the ring. This was an outcome that was within his expectations, he had indeed lost this match. As he thought, he was still not strong enough. Raising his head, he looked towards the direction Zhu Yao had flown to, a feeling of melancholy suddenly rose in his heart. When he recalled the scene when the humongous sword was falling towards him earlier, he could not help but deeply frown again.

When Zi Mo was about to announce his reward, he was stopped by the sonorous cry of a bird nearby.

Sovereign Feng Yi, the only woman out of the three Demigod practitioners, who was sitting on her mythical bird, gently stood up. It was just a simple movement, yet, her movement was like that of a fairy's. With a light raise of her left hand, Xiao Yi, who was still kneeling on the ground earlier, suddenly rose into the sky, and flew towards the tall stage, stopping at the empty floor of the tall stage.

"You, you're called Xiao Yi?" An ethereal voice echoed gently.

Xiao simply felt as though, from the skies, a soothing voice floated towards him, and each word rang in his mind. He could not help but kneel. "Yes… Xiao Yi is this disciple's name."

Feng Yi's beautiful eyes closed slightly, and she only continued to speak after a short while. "Are you willing to admit under my tutelage?"

Xiao Yi was stunned. Not just him, even if it was everyone on-site, they were all unable to believe their ears. A Demigod Sovereign was taking in a disciple. And the person was the only woman out of all the Demigod Sovereigns in the cultivation world, who was said to have not taken in a single disciple.

Seeing that he did not reply for a long time, Feng Yi's brows creased lightly. "You're not willing?"

"No, this disciple is willing." Xiao Yi was filled with surprise and was completely moved, he had to bite his lips tightly to prevent his tears from falling. He had thought that, even if he were to obtain first place, he would only return to the Inner Sect. He did not expect that he would have such an opportunity. It seemed there were still people that would treat him well in this world. He gently lowered his body, giving her the most sincere bow. "This disciple, greets master."

Feng Yi nodded. Forming a hand seal one-handedly, a bright ray of light shot towards Xiao Yi's forehead, leaving a mythical bird-like marking.

He's actually a personal succeeding disciple! Waves of heavy breathing could once again be heard from the surroundings.

And regarding all these, Zhu Yao, who was currently being carried back home like a little puppy, was completely unaware.

The moment they reached the mountain peak, she immediately made an innocent-looking face, and looked at her own master pitifully. "Master… It really was unintentional. I didn't mean to intervene, I don't even know what happened to me earlier."

"Really, I swear!" Zhu Yao raised one of her hands. No matter how stupid she was, she knew that it was an one-on-one duel.

"It's definitely because of that huge spiritual sword."

"When I saw that spiritual sword, my entire body felt strange."

"You didn't do anything wrong!" Yu Yan finally replied.

"Yes, I didn't do anything wrong. Eh? Master, what did you say?"

Master glanced at her chillingly, his face was filled with contempt. "What that person summoned was not a spiritual sword."

"Ah?" If it's not a spiritual sword, what else could it be? A katana? Master, don't fool me.

"That's Sword Intent." Yu Yan said indifferently.

"Sword Intent!" Zhu Yao was shocked. "Isn't Sword Intent something that can only be trained by sword practitioners who are at least at the Azoth-stage?"

"In theory, yes." Yu Yan frowned. That Sword Intent was hidden extremely deeply, even a Demigod practitioner might not be able to see through it at first glance. "Since he was able to bring out his Sword Intent, he must definitely have an exotic treasure on him."

It was a definite answer, and not a suspicion.

"It's no wonder he was able to cultivate to an Essence Paragon in such a short amount of time, even after being crippled."

"He was not merely at the Essence-stage!" Yu Yan once again gave her a stupid look. "That exotic treasure of his, not only is it able to conceal his Sword Intent, it's able to hide his cultivation level as well. His current cultivation level should be around the intermediate stages of Foundation."

Zhu Yao's eyes widened. Foundation intermediate-stage! Oh my god, this isn't as simple as a poor person making his counter-attack, the way this scenario is progressing, he's basically heading towards the summit in life.

A light bulb flashed in her mind. She finally understood why he looked a little strange to her. His experiences, were evidently the treatments male protagonists receive in novels!

"Master, do you know what exotic treasure he has?" A male protagonist who has been bullied since young, obtains a godly treasure by chance, and then, he raises his level as he fight monsters, as he walks down the path heading towards the peak in life. The longer Zhu Yao thought about it, the more she felt Xiao Yi was similar to male protagonists like that.

"Although I don't know what exotic treasure it is, it's definitely extremely beneficial to his Spirit Veins. Hence, he was able to raise his cultivation level this rapidly, and was even able to comprehend Sword Intent, which exceeded his current level of strength." Yu Yan slightly frowned, and turned to look at his stupid disciple. "Sword Intent is incomparable to a spiritual sword, regular Mystic Arts are basically unable to resist against it. However, the Heavenly Lightning you guided down earlier, although it could not be compared to Disaster Lightning, it's still power of the purest form in the world, hence, it was able to disperse his Sword Intent."

"Master, you're saying…" Zhu Yao stiffened.

"Without that ray of Heavenly Lightning, his opponent would have turned into a corpse."

Zhu Yao's expression instantly paled, fear began to rise from the bottom of her heart, and terror instantly struck her entire body. The mistake that she made by coincidence, actually saved little wimp's life. Although she understood that a bunch of cannon fodders would lay behind every rising male protagonist, she had never thought that, one of her closest people would become one of those cannon fodders.

Seeing that his disciple had been silent for a while, Yu Yan raised his hand and stroked her head. "Do not worry, even though he possesses heavenly luck for obtaining this unusual treasure of his, your luck is not smaller than his." Her affinity to lightning spiritual energy was high to the point of defying the heavens, an exotic treasure might not even be able to compare to that.

Zhu Yao's thoughts were still deeply filled with little wimp's safety, as she nodded her head randomly. The more she thought about it, the more worried she was. It was just a simple competition, and a life was almost lost. Wouldn't the future be worse? "Master, about little wimp, I mean Wang Xuzhi, he should be fine, right?"

Yu Yan frowned deeply. Does she have to be this worried about the safety of an outsider?

Recalling the scene where his disciple and that kid was chatting happily earlier, how they looked rather intimate, and how she did not even bother looking at her master on the tall stage, he suddenly felt a little irritated, as though he had the feeling of a boar was suddenly eating the vegetables he had personally grown.

"He's Zi Mo's disciple, if something happens to him, he has his own master to worry for him." He looked at coldly, his expression was telling her not to care about the kid.

Zhu Yao curled her lips. He's not your child, so obviously, you wouldn't be worried. It was just a competition, yet, his opponent actually dropped his killing move on him. Who would be sure that he would not create more trouble in the future? In any case, even if he did not dare to do some things in broad daylight, it did not mean he would not do them in the dark. She clearly remembered Xiao Yi's warped three views, after all.

"Master, do you have any defensive mystical treasures that you can lend to me?"

The coldness of Yu Yan's expression instantly fell to ice point. She wants to use his mystical treasures on that kid? He began to feel even more irritated.

"None!" Even if he did have some, he would not hand them over. He did not have any interest in bringing up a disciple who belonged to someone else, as it was already hard enough to bring up his own disciple.

"Eh? Master, didn't you say that, the higher one's cultivation level, the more mystical treasures one possesses?" Master, you're trying to fool me, aren't you.

"Those are foreign objects. One's cultivation must depend on oneself."

"Master!"

"Have an early rest, in a few days, I will teach you another new Mystic Art." After saying that, his figure flashed, and he could no longer be seen.

"Stingy! Petty! Compassionless!" Zhu Yao stood there and silently complained. He isn't even willing to give me a hundred dolla- pui! He isn't willing to give me a single mystical treasure. He's so stingy.

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Chapter 30: Men Should be Strong and Muscular

Ever since then, Zhu Yao had pestered her master for three days, however, in the end, he still did not give in. And, she realized that, the more she praised Wang Xuzhi, the stronger was her master's refusal. Zhu Yao became a little suspicious, and wondered if her master had been bullied by a spoiled brat in the past as well.

However, his supervision over her cultivation had become more diligent, and she had basically stabilized herself in her current realm. Her master stated that she could tackle Azoth really soon. However, in the end, she never had the opportunity to form her Azoth Core.

In Ancient Hill Sect, before Essence-stage disciples could breakthrough into Foundation, they must first head down the mountains for field training, with a Foundation disciple taking the lead. Very evidently, Wang Xuzhi was in this batch was well. Practitioners heading out for field training was the best method to raise their mental states, and Zhu Yao, who built her Foundation in a single night, did not have this sort of opportunity. No matter what, she had to try it out as well. This time, her master did not actually stop her, and simply instructed her a few things that she needed to watch out for, before letting her down the mountain.

When she arrived at the meeting area, other than Wang Xuzhi, whose eyes momentarily sparkled, even the corner of Reverend Zi Mo's lips evidently twitched a little, however, he did not have any reason to refuse her participation. Hence, he had no choice but to swap out Yan Yuehong, who was initially supposed to lead the party, and had her take over.

Under Yan Yuehong's resentful gaze, Zhu Yao walked over to her own party. Four Essence-stage disciples and one Foundation disciple were placed in every team, and Zi Mo was rather tactful, as he placed her in Wang Xuzhi's team.

Zhu Yao looked at her team, realizing Xiao Yi was in her team as well, she rubbed her forehead. This is really some god-tiered fate we have.

Sect Master waved his sleeves, and dozens of leaves flew out. Slowly, they enlarged themselves, appearing on the open space. These leaves were exactly the same as the leaf they sat on when they entered the sect. Back then, she even thought that it was a mystical treasure of some sort, but it turned out to be simply a common transportation tool used in the sect.

With Zi Mo's single command, all of the teams left.

As a team leader who was suddenly assigned to the team, Zhu Yao called her team members to board the leaf. Wang Xuzhi said his goodbyes to his master, had a short conversation with Yan Yuehong, and was the last person to board the leaf. Seeing that everyone was ready, she finally inserted her spiritual energy into the leaf, having it rise into the skies and catch up with the rest of the teams.

In just a short moment, they had already left the sect, and was flying over the huge sea. Zhu Yao turned to look at her own teammates. Other than Wang Xuzhi and Xiao Yi, the other two were both girls, and they looked like they were in their teens as well. They were like blooming flowers, and when she compared herself to them, a feeling of resentment to her own age suddenly welled up inside her. It seemed like her master's decision to have her breakthrough into Azoth as soon as possible was a correct decision. Once one breaks through into Azoth, one will be a step closer to being a deity. One's lifespan will be increased to a thousand years, and age will no longer matter after then.

Zhu Yao was not familiar with the two girls, and could only chat with Wang Xuzhi, who was by her side, helping her support the flight. "Hey, little wimp, what did you say to Little Three earlier?"

Little Three? Wang Xuzhi was startled for a moment, and only after a short while did he finally realize she was talking about Yan Yuehong. Giving her a light smile, he took out a jade tablet from his clothes. "This is our field mission this time."

"Mission?" Zhu Yao was a little baffled. "Isn't this supposed to field training? Why is there a mission?"

"The mission is the details of our field training!" He gave her a 'this is common sense' expression. "Every team has their own respective mission to complete."

"Oh!" Isn't this a business trip then? Zhu Yao's enthusiasm instantly fell by a half.

"When we return, the sect will bestow corresponding rewards to the teams that complete their missions." Looking at her unenthusiastic expression, Wang Xuzhi asked curiously. "What did big sister Zhu Yao think it was?"

Zhu Yao's face cramped, as she silently swallowed down her thoughts of touring the mountains and seas, eating delicacies, and her questions of where they were heading to play.

"Kuh, then, what's our mission?" Zhu Yao hurriedly changed the topic.

Wang Xuzhi inserted spiritual energy into the jade tablet in his hand, checking its contents. After a while, he replied. "It's in the southwest direction, a small town near Silent Melancholy City. It's rumored that just recently, people had been disappearing. And, in a single month, the total number amounted close to fifty. Our mission is to head over to the town to investigate the cause."

The name 'Silent Melancholy City' came from the nearby Silent Melancholy Forest. Because practitioners would frequently head over to the Silent Melancholy Forest to capture spiritual beats and gather spiritual herbs, Silent Melancholy City became the largest supply city for practitioners. And their target destination for this mission, was a small town just a few kilometers away from Silent Melancholy City.

The town was named Silent Town. Zhu Yao then asked casually, if there was another town named Melancholy Town. Wang Xuzhi actually nodded, and Melancholy Town was actually nearby, a place north from here. Zhu Yao silently retorted how the naming sense of this world was actually rather uniform.

The number of residents in Silent Town was not many, and the people passing by were mostly practitioners heading towards Silent Melancholy City, hence, the town was not really luxurious-looking. Zhu Yao's team rushed and arrived at the town before sunset. For convenience sake, Zhu Yao had her team change into regular clothes, and they found an inn to stay in.

Taking the opportunity to start up an idle chatter while sipping on his tea, Wang Xuzhi consciously began to inquire about the missing people in the town. Seeing that the few people in front of him were practitioners, the inn owner unhesitatingly told them everything he knew about the situation.

The situation seemed to have began a month ago, and people in the town disappeared one after another. These people comprised of townspeople and travellers who had stayed in for the day, however, all of them were men. And they were all strong and muscular men who were at the prime of their lives. No one knew how these men disappeared, and there were no abnormal disturbances. They simply disappeared from their rooms the next day, when others opened their doors and looked for them in their rooms.

"The people who disappeared were all men." One of the young girls who came with them, looked at Xiao Yi beside her with a worried expression. "Big brother Xiao Yi, then you're…"

Zhu Yao recalled that the name of this girl was Ling Long. She had met the girl five years ago, and the girl had always been by Xiao Yi's side. It seemed like she was his die-hard fan.

"Junior-martial sister Ling Long, don't worry, senior-martial uncle Xiao Yi is so amazing, he will definitely be fine." The other girl named Su Zi consoled her, and with sparkling eyes, she turned to look at Wang Xuzhi. "And, there's my senior-martial brother Wang as well! Senior-martial brother Wang, you will definitely protect us, right?"

Zhu Yao looked at the girl's eyes which were about to shine out stars, and then, she silently looked at little wimp next to her. Eh! There's something interesting to watch! First love, or something like childhood friends? These little self-made fan clubs are just too dazzling! Ah, youth~

However, Wang Xuzhi's expression did not change, rather, he looked towards Zhu Yao, and said with a respectful tone. "Grand-martial aunt, how do you think we should deal with this situation?"

Everyone seemed to have recalled that they actually had an "elder" among them, and they turned to look at her one after another.

"Don't worry, didn't the inn owner explain it earlier?" Zhu Yao waved her hands, and then, she strongly patted on Wang Xuzhi's chest. Emphasizing on every single word, she said. "The people who disappeared were. Strong. And. Muscular. Men! You two do not fit the requirements." They were not even fully grown yet, why were they so worried for?

Wang Xuzhi did not reply, and simply stared as she pulled her hand back, his ears were turning red at an abnormal speed. Su Zi at the side began to pout her lips, as she glared at Zhu Yao with an expression filled with resentment. Even Xiao Yi and Ling Long had weird expressions.

Uh… Had she done something that angered them?

"Kuh kuh, you people have an early rest today." Ah, she did not care anymore, it was more important to complete the mission as early as possible. "Tomorrow, everyone shall split up and look for clues, we will then gather back here at this inn in the night."

"Yes!" The four of them replied together, and then, they headed to their own rooms.

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Chapter 31: The Common Nauseating Act

Zhu Yao's and Wang Xuzhi's rooms were on the third floor, while the rest were on the second floor. Only when the other three had left far enough, did she pull Little Wang over with a gossiping look.

While looking downstairs with an ambiguous expression, she said. "Hurry and spill it out. Does that Su Zi of yours have feelings for…"

"Big sister Zhu Yao, don't misunderstand. We're just brothers and sisters of the same sect." Wang Xuzhi hurriedly explained.

"Really?" Zhu Yao was a little suspicious. Then why are you being so agitated for?

"Really! It's my first time seeing her today!" Wang Xuzhi became even more anxious, and with a serious expression, he raised out his hand and swore. "I will definitely not like any other girls."

"Don't be so anxious." Zhu Yao pulled his hand down. As a parent, she was really open-minded. "I don't have any intention to stop you. If you like her, then go for it! Big sister will support you!"

"Grand. Martial. Aunt!" Wang Xuzhi pulled a long face, and he looked at her angrily. With his current expression, it was extremely similar to the expression he gave when he was young.

"Alright, alright. I will stop." He actually got angry so easily, he's not fun at all. Zhu Yao hurriedly changed the topic. "Oh, right. Earlier, I heard Su Zi calling Xiao Yi senior-martial uncle. Did he build his Foundation?" Although Xiao Yi had the exotic treasure to hide his cultivation level, looking on the surface, he was still at Essence-stage.

Wang Xuzhi shook his head. "After the Inter-Sect Tournament, Sovereign Feng Yi took him in as her personal succeeding disciple."

In the cultivation world, strength reigned supreme. In the same sect, as long as they were practitioners of the same stage, they would address each other as brothers and sisters, and if one was a stage higher, his position would be one level higher as well. But, Demigod Sovereigns were exceptions. As to give Demigod Sovereigns the respect they deserved, as long as one was a personal succeeding disciple of a Demigod, his seniority would only be one position lower than his master. Hence, although Zhu Yao's cultivation level was lower than the Sect Master and the various Mountain Lords, her seniority was higher than theirs. It was because she was Yu Yan's personal succeeding disciple, and naturally, the same went for Xiao Yi.

Zhu Yao was a little stunned. He was actually taken in by a Demigod as her personal succeeding disciple so quickly, as expected of the protagonist's treatment. Promotion. Rise in salary. Becoming a CEO. Marrying a rich and beautiful girl. He was basically heading straight towards the summit of life.

Wait a minute! Master had told her that, even a Demigod, if one did not look carefully, would not be able to find out the exotic treasure Xiao Yi possessed. In other words, it's not entirely possible for him not to be found out. And back then, other than her master, there were three other Demigods!

Then, Feng Yi…

"What happened? Big sister Zhuo Yao, big sister Zhu Yao?" Wang Xuzhi nudged the person who suddenly went into a daze.

"Ah?" Zhu Yao's expression was dark, she had accidentally went into deep thoughts of the possible conspiracy theories occurring. "I'm fine. Oh right, Xuzhi. I'm sorry for interrupting your match during the Inter-Sect Tournament."

"Don't worry, I know big sister Zhu Yao did that because you were worried about me." Wang Xuzhi replied without a mind. Suddenly, he seemed to have recalled something, and went silent for a moment. His pretty brows creased, and he was a little hesitant when he asked. "Big sister Zhu Yao, actually, on that day, I felt it was a little strange. The spiritual sword senior-martial uncle Xiao Yi summoned, I keep feeling that, there was something off about it…" A practitioner's sixth sense was very keen, and at that moment, he actually felt the aura of death approaching him. He really suspected, if Zhu Yao had not intervened, he might really be…

"Don't think about it too deeply!" Zhu Yao stroked his head. It was best if she did not tell him the truth. No matter was it luck or scheming ability, he was not Xiao Yi's match. And, whenever someone goes against the male protagonist, that person will never have a good ending. "If you do not like him, in the future, just stay further away from him."

Wang Xuzhi nodded his head obediently.

Zhu Yao then told him a few more things, before they finally separated and returned to their own rooms to rest.

On the early morning of the second day, the five of them split up and went around inquiring information. However, even after three days, all the clues they found were exactly the same as the one they heard from the inn owner, and they did not make a single progress at all. And, another person disappeared in the city once again.

Zhu Yao instructed them to not be anxious, and told them to take a good rest before investigating about it the next day. However, she never expected that, Wang Xuzhi who had evolved into a good boy, would actually assault her in the night!

When she saw a black figure sneakily entering her room, and even had the intention to crawl onto the bed, Zhu Yao, who had coincidentally woke up, almost sent a Heavenly Lightning down at him. With fast reflexes, he immediately held onto her hand, and spoke up with a suppressed voice. "Big sister Zhu Yao, it's me."

"Little wimp?" With her other hand, she sent a fist to his head. "What are you doing this late in the night? You got the wrong room, right?" The Su Zi girly is on the second floor, you know.

"Big sister Zhu Yao, I have something I need to discuss with you about." Wang Xuzhi took out a veil and a paper crane from the storage pouch next to him.

"What's this?" Zhu Yao picked up the veil from his hand. It was a red-colored veil. It's color was very common, and even the peony embroidered on it was rather common as well.

"I found it in the room of one of the missing men." Wang Xuzhi explained with a stern expression. "Back then, I sensed a hint of the remains of demonic aura. So, I cast a tracking incantation on the aura. However, the paper crane did not return for an entire day and night. I thought it was just my imagination, but, just then, the paper crane returned. It must have found the owner of the veil."

"So you're saying, you have found the culprit who caused the disappearances?"

Wang Xuzhi shook his head hesitantly. "I'm still not entirely sure, but, by heading into the direction the paper crane guides for us, I believe we will definitely find some clues."

"Good work!" Zhu Yao immediately leapt out of the bed, and casually wore over her clothes. She then signaled him to release the paper crane. "Let's follow after it and take a look."

"Wait a minute!" Wang Xuzhi took out another two paper talismans from his clothes. "These are Presence Hiding Talismans master gave me before we went down the mountain. As long as we place them on our bodies, we can hide our presence, and practitioners with strength lower than the Nascent Soul-stage will not be able to sense us."

It's actually able to hide our presence? Zhu Yao curiously took it from him. Suddenly, she recalled her own master, and heaved a long sigh. Master, look what his master did for him!

A few thousand kilometers away, a certain master, who was currently meditating, sneezed. He looked around strangely for a moment, before he closed his eyes again.

Zhu Yao and Wang Xuzhi followed after the paper crane. After leaving the inn, they stopped at a small forest not far away. There were no traces of any humans in the surroundings, though, several cottages were scattered around the forest. Some of them were still lighted up, and most probably, they were simply ordinary folks.

"It seems like the owner of this veil, must have stopped here before." Wang Xuzhi said as he pushed away the bush in front of him. "The owner must be finding the next target."

Zhu Yao pointed to the scattered cottages in front of them. "The next target must be someone in one of the houses in front. Let's find somewhere to hide for now, and wait for the fish to take the bait."

Wang Xuzhi nodded. The only thing they could do now was wait. The Presence Hiding Talismans could only last a single night, they could not be wasted.

The two people found a good bush to hide in, and just when they were about to sit, a commotion was heard from within the forest.

"Little sister Zi, listen to me."

"I'm not listening, I'm not listening, I'm not listening!"

Uh… What's with this common and nauseating opening cutscene? Zhu Yao turned to look, and saw two figures, one in black, and the other in red, walking out of the forest. They were actually Su Zi and Xiao Yi. Why were they walking together? And they actually came to such a secluded place. And wasn't Su Zi a fan of Wang Xuzhi? She changed her allegiance this quickly?

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Chapter 32: Good Things Come in Pairs

"Little sister Su, let me explain." Xiao Yi pulled the person in front of him. "I grew up with Ling Long. She's my responsibility, I have to take care of her."

"You're lying! What childhood friends? Evidently, you're in love with her." Su Zi cried a fountain of tears.

Heh? It's actually a love triangle. Zhu Yao immediately activated her drama-watching mode, she then turned to glance at Wang Xuzhi beside her, and silently patted on his shoulder. Don't worry, you will have your own fans, and you will have your own girls as well.

"Tell me, do you want her, or do you want me?" Su Zi interrogated him.

"Little sister Su." Xiao Yi did not answer her directly, rather, he pulled Su Zi by the hand, and pressed her against his chest. "Don't you understand my heart at all? Ever since I first met you at the square that day, my heart had fallen for you, and it will never return to its former calm."

"Big brother Xiao Yi…"

"Your every word, your every movement, and even your every smile, move my heart. I've almost forgotten, if there's no you, how would my heart beat once more? I want to treat you well for my entire lifetime. Do you really not believe me?"

Yo, it's a pity that this Xiao Yi isn't acting in the dramas which old aunties watch. Zhu Yao silently took out two steamed buns, she handed one over to Wang Xuzhi beside her, while she nibbled on one herself.

As expected, the girly's fury extinguished in a second, and felt entirely moved. "Big brother Xiao Yi… I, I do. I do believe you. I'm just envious, envious that the person who was by your side for so many years was her, and not me. I'm the one who loves you the most."

"Little sister Su…"

"Big brother Xiao Yi…"

The two of them got closer to each other, finally, their bodies made contact, and then, they tumbled around.

The bun in Zhu Yao's hands instantly fell onto the ground. This… This development is a little too quick. Why did it suddenly jump from lovetalk mode to meal-eating mode? And the first dish that comes up is the main dish! You two are only in your early teens, and not adults yet, hey!

In front of her eyes, Xiao Yi had already begun to cleanly strip off every single one of the girly's clothes. His pair of big hands swam up and down her body, causing the girly to continuously moan seductively.

"Big brother Xiao Yi… Ah, I… I, Xiao… Big brother… Please, give it to me!"

Xiao Yi smiled sinisterly. While using his tongue to trace the girly's figure, he replied charmingly. "Little sister Su, don't be anxious. Big brother will give you the best." And then, he slowly took off his own clothes.

When Zhu Yao was watching the situation intensively, her vision blackened, a hand had covered her eyes. The hell, what are you doing, little wimp? We're about to see the main event, and you actually turned my lights off.

Wang Xuzhi's voice was husky, having an indescribable awkwardness. "Grand-martial aunt, do not watch such indecent things!"

Do not watch, your sister! Zhu Yao's inner heart was roaring. This damn little wimp, only in times like this when he would never compromise, would he call her grand-martial aunt. In the modern era, she was considered to be someone who had went through all sorts of large scaled films, a rare opportunity to watch it live was right in front of her, and he actually prevented her from watching it.

However, although her eyes were blinded, she could clearly hear every single thing that was happening.

"Ah… Mn. Big brother Xiao Yi… it feels good, more…"

"Relax, my little cutie-pie, I will make you feel even better." Uh… It seems like I can never see the phrase 'little cutie-pie' in the same light from now on.

"Big brother Xiao Yi… Please… Give it… Give it to me."

"Dont' be anxious, You. Little. Demoness. Of. The. Devil."

"Big brother Xiao Yi…"

"Little sister Su…"

It was fiery hot on that side, while it was actually awkwardly dead silent on Zhu Yao's side. The voice in Zhu Yao's inner heart was roaring and requesting for the pictures. No matter how perfect the sound effects were, without the motion pictures, it would still be a lousy movie. I want to watch. I want to watch. I want to watch. I want to watch. Yet, Wang Xuzhi's hand was covering her eyes ever so tightly.

"Little wimp, take your hands away!"

"Grand-martial aunt, it's indecent, do not watch it!"

"My ass. Aren't you watching it too?"

"I'm not. I turned my head away."

"I don't believe you. I will only believe you if you release your hands."

"Big sister Zhu Yao, I won't fall for that."

"You single little bastard."

"It went in!"

"What!?" Zhu Yao forcefully pulled down his hands. "How many inches was it? Was it huge!?"

Wang Xuzhi: "……"

Zhu Yao: "……"

The atmosphere around them was dead silent for a moment, and only an inharmoniously unlawful sound could be constantly heard from afar. Papapa…papapa…

Wang Xuzhi sighed deeply, as though he had given up, and pointed to the cottage furthest away from them. "Earlier, I saw a red figure entering that house. The figure was extremely quick."

Only then did Zhu Yao recalled the business they were here for. "Let's go and take a look." The fish finally took the bait.

The cottage seemed to only have a single resident, as it only had a single room. Since there was still light inside the house, Zhu Yao and Wang Xuzhi carefully approached it, and listened in while holding their breaths. Because they were still not clear with the situation inside, Zhu Yao did not dare to release her divine sense to investigate.

"Little brother, why don't this humble lady service you?" An extremely bewitching female voice could be heard from inside the house.

And then, it's the sounds of clothes being stripped off.

What the hell, again!? What day is it today? Why did everyone suddenly feel like getting things moving? Could it be that having an affair was trending now? She recalled a certain saying in the show 'World of Animals', 'Spring has come, it's mating season again!'

But it's currently the winter season, hey!

It seemed like they were not able to find anything today. Zhu Yao tugged onto Wang Xuzhi, and was planning to leave. However, Wang Xuzhi did not move, and even gestured her to keep quiet. Yo, this brat, he's actually addicted to it. And earlier, he even denied that he was watching them!

Wang Xuzhi, who had realized that her thoughts had once again drifted somewhere else, pulled her hand over, and gently wrote three words on her palm. "There's demonic aura!"

Zhu Yao's eyes widened, and calmly sensed her surroundings. As he had said, she caught an irregular aura, which carried a dark feeling. This is demonic aura?

The two of them carefully took a few steps forward, and appeared before the window. Then, they stretched their necks and looked inside the house.

In the house, there were a man and a woman. The man was lying on the bed, while the other extremely bewitching lady was currently sitting on the man, moving up and down. The two of them were completely *. Before Zhu Yao could even gasp out of shock from their cowgirl position, layers of black miasma began to circle around the lady, and they fluctuated with her every movement.

A while later, a red light flashed in the lady's eyes, and the surrounding miasma became thicker. As for the man below her, he was slimming down at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye. She was absorbing his essence. The lady emitted a long howl, and three long tails suddenly emerged behind her.

"A fox demon!" Zhu Yao could not help but utter out.

"Who is it?" The fox demon felt movements, and ruthlessly pushed out her palm. With a bang, the wall in front of them instantly collapsed. If not for their great speeds, they might have been trapped under the rubble. The female figure flashed, and had already walked out of the house with her clothes over her. However, the clothes she was wearing, was just a piece of thin red chiffon, it basically had no concealing function, thus, her attractive body was clearly shown.

Zhu Yao and Wang Xuzhi did not move. They had the Presence Hiding Talismans on them. As long as they did not make any sound, people who were below the cultivation levels of the Azoth-stage, would basically not be able to find them. And this fox demon, if she was not wrong, should be a fifth-grade demonic beast, which was comparable to a practitioner at the elementary Azoth-stage.

As expected, after the fox demon looked around for a while, and did not see anyone suspicious, her expression suddenly turned cold, as she flew towards the small forest nearby.

Crap, I forgot about that pair of wild mandarin ducks!

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