Immortality begins with raising apprentices

Chapter 114 A Girl's Body, A Mother's Heart

Chen Ye had just finished speaking when

Li Yanfeng's old face darkened:

"Steward Chen, according to sect rules, contribution points are the measure of a disciple's merits and hard work, and cannot be easily replaced by other things! Besides, this is a considerable amount of spirit stones..."

The deacon in front of me is only at the mid-stage of Qi Refining. Where did he get so many spirit stones?

Moreover, it is common knowledge that the Spirit Plant Butler is generally the butler with the least amount of perks...

Li Yanfeng turned to leave, but Chen Ye stopped him:
"Please enlighten me, Deacon Li. I have some personal wealth. Whether this is a success or not, we can discuss it together."

Li Yanfeng stopped abruptly and glanced at Chen Ye.

Seeing Chen Ye deliberately caressing a jade pendant, he looked closely and realized it was actually a first-grade high-quality protective magic artifact!

A hint of surprise flashed across Li Yanfeng's eyes before he said:
"If you insist, there is a way to compromise. The jade slip for the 'Azure Wave Sword Control Technique' is priced at 120 contribution points, which is a fixed price set by the sect. Not a penny less is acceptable. Your 70 contribution points will be used to offset part of the price. As for the remaining 50 contribution points, plus the 20 contribution points for the subsequent seven days of guidance, totaling 70 contribution points, you can convert them into spirit stones for me. Although one contribution point can be exchanged for one spirit stone, spirit stones cannot be exchanged for contribution points..."

"How about this, just give me one hundred spirit stones."

Chen Ye quickly calculated in his mind,
If you want to accumulate contribution points by completing tasks, who knows when that will take.

Such exquisite swordsmanship is something you can't even buy with spirit stones in the outside world...

"Okay! Thank you for your understanding, Instructor Li!"

Chen Ye immediately agreed, took out one hundred spirit stones from his storage bag, and handed them over.

Li Yanfeng accepted the spirit stone, his face remaining expressionless, but he felt a slight sense of relief in his heart.

With these spirit stones, Qiu Yun wouldn't have to worry about her pills for the foreseeable future.

Ah……

Who would have thought this person was such a sucker?
Li Yanfeng was secretly pleased. Now, his Daoist partner wouldn't openly or secretly say that he couldn't earn spirit stones!

Thinking about it this way, Li Yanfeng found Chen Ye more and more pleasing to the eye, and even managed a slight smile on his usually stern face.
"Steward Chen, this Azure Wave Sword Technique is profound and complex. You should study it on your own for a day. Tomorrow at dawn, come to the Transmission Hall, and I will personally guide you through the basics. Remember, this sword technique emphasizes intent over form. The key lies in how you comprehend the meaning of the two characters 'Azure Wave'."

Chen Ye took the jade slip. It felt slightly cool to the touch, and a pure sword intent seemed to emanate from it.

He solemnly replied, "I understand, and I will certainly live up to the instructor's expectations."

After saying goodbye to Li Yanfeng, Chen Ye held the jade slip, feeling quite excited.

He did not linger at Zixiao Peak and returned directly to Luoli Courtyard.

His two disciples were somewhat surprised to see him return so quickly.

It's not even dark yet!

"Master, you're back!"

Qingjun planted the Xiaohan Sword in the ground, ran to Chen Ye, looked up at him with her little face full of anticipation, and asked...

"Master, can I eat this fruit?"

fruit?

Chen Ye looked in the direction Qing Jun was pointing and indeed saw several spiritual fruits.

Moreover, these are genuine first-grade mid-level spirit fruits!
Although this fruit is extraordinary, it is not even as good as mud compared to the heavens.

The girl didn't care, but Chen Ye did. He quickly pulled out the flying sword and tenderly wiped it clean.

Zhiwei, holding Shenchen, explained:

"It was delivered by a strange person. He said he was an inner disciple. He kept lingering outside the courtyard, seemingly wanting to come in but hesitant. He seemed to be watching Qingjun the whole time."

Qingjun?

The Yuexi Xu family isn't the only one that can be associated with Qingjun.

The Xu family has had disciples in the Lingyin Sect for generations. Now, one of the nine true disciples of the Lingyin Sect comes from the Xu family.

Of course, it could also be... some kind of disciple with eccentricities.

After all, his Qingjun's appearance was becoming more and more outstanding, and it could no longer be hidden...

Chen Ye preferred the latter possibility, because he simply couldn't afford to offend the Xu family now.

The fact that Mao Qingzhu risked her life to entrust Qingjun to him back then was enough to show that the Xu family was not at peace.

Chen Ye smiled and said, "It's nothing. I just think Qingjun is cute. As for the spiritual fruit, it's best not to eat it."

Hearing her master's gentle words, Zhiwei finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.

But then, her little face hardened again.

After reminding Chen Ye, the black-haired girl silently closed her eyes to cultivate, not wanting to pay any attention to him.

Ok?
Chen Ye had noticed long ago that Zhiwei had been somewhat depressed lately.

A girl's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.

Qingjun is easy to understand; her thoughts are written all over her face, and you can tell at a glance.

But Zhiwei is different...

But no matter how strange a girl is, she's still just a girl!

Chen Ye, the expert on baby girls, pretended to ponder:

"This Azure Wave Sword Control Technique cost me a hundred spirit stones, which is no small sum. Its sword intent is exquisite and unparalleled; even I found it quite profound at first glance. Zhiwei, you are exceptionally intelligent, why don't you... study it with me? Perhaps you can discern some key points that I haven't noticed."

His words highlighted the preciousness of the sword technique while subtly affirming Zhiwei's intelligence, as if he were actively seeking his eldest disciple's help.

The black fluffy ball of fur trembled slightly, glanced at Chen Ye with its dark pupils, and silently jumped down from the steps.

Humph……

He knew that, unlike Qingjun who liked to rely on others, this big girl seemed to have a strange quirk.

What quirk?

She's clearly a girl, but she always acts like a little adult and enjoys the feeling of being needed.

It's probably a lingering effect from taking care of Qingjun for so many years.

Chen Ye was secretly pleased, but showed no sign of it on his face.

He immediately led Zhiwei to the stone table in the courtyard, placed the jade slip on the table, and then took out a blank sheet of paper and a charcoal pencil. He copied down the parts of the jade slip concerning the general outline of the sword technique and the introductory mental cultivation method, saying as he wrote:
"This sword technique emphasizes 'layered green waves, intention precedes the sword.' I believe that the word 'intention' is the most crucial, yet also the most difficult to grasp..."

The Azure Wave Sword Technique requires divine sense to explore only the last three levels; the first three levels are simply written on a jade slip.

Chen Ye deliberately slowed down his speech, and every now and then he would inadvertently make a small mistake in some basic operations, and then frown and think.

At first, Zhiwei listened quietly, but gradually she became attracted by the essence of the sword technique described by Chen Ye.

When I saw my master get stuck on some fairly basic points...

In the black-haired girl's clear, cold eyes, a hint of... exasperation and helplessness finally flashed through her.

“Master…the sword intent is sharp and fierce, but it must also be as inclusive and fluid as water in order to maintain its resilience.”

She couldn't help but extend her slender, fair fingertip and lightly tap the paper. The moisture on her fingertip subtly corresponded to a certain spiritual energy node on the sword technique diagram.

Upon hearing this, Chen Ye was startled. His feigned hesitation had elicited such a profound insight from Zhiwei!

He clapped his hands and praised, "Zhiwei's words are truly a wake-up call! I was only focused on Qinglan's fierceness before. Well done, well done!"

The eldest girl has always been susceptible to praise, especially from her master's admiring gaze.

Her ears turned slightly red, and she lowered her head and whispered, "Zhiwei... has only compared some insights from the Frost Flower Record with Master's sword technique. I don't deserve such praise from Master." She paused, then remembered the huge sum of one hundred spirit stones, and added, "Since Master has already spent a lot of money to obtain this sword technique, you should study it carefully and thoroughly. Don't... don't give up easily because of temporary setbacks, and let this investment go to waste."

Her words carried a hint of a housekeeper's manner.

Her delicate little face was full of seriousness, and she looked like she was speaking earnestly.

Chen Ye found it even more amusing.

His eldest disciple, though young, has this kind of temperament.

What will happen when she grows up?

However, that's something Chen Ye will have to worry about later.

His eyes darted around, and an idea came to him. He deliberately feigned a troubled expression: "Zhiwei is right. But the concept of 'artistic conception' is so profound and mysterious. If I were to try to comprehend it on my own, I'm afraid I would have to take many detours. Perhaps..."

He looked at Lu Zhiwei with sincere eyes.
"Zhiwei, you are naturally intelligent, so why don't you teach your master from the side?"

He was taking advantage of the situation; since Zhiwei had offered the suggestion, he might as well let her take full responsibility.

This satisfies her need to be needed and allows her to legitimately control herself, killing two birds with one stone.

Lu Zhiwei was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. Let her... instruct her master in swordsmanship?
She raised her cool eyes and carefully examined Chen Ye.

I tried to detect a hint of a joke on his face.

But Chen Ye remained calm, his eyes filled with a sincere desire to learn.

The little bit of pride in the black furball's heart quickly swelled up.

She straightened her face, trying to make herself look more serious and qualified, and nodded slightly, but her tone was still indifferent: "Since Master trusts Zhiwei, Zhiwei will do her best."

"Good!" Chen Ye clapped his hands and laughed. "Then I will entrust my nascent stage of cultivation to our Grand Instructor Zhiwei!"

After saying that, he grabbed the older girl by the back of the neck.

"Um???"

Caught off guard, the black-haired girl was suddenly lifted up by Chen Ye.

Her limbs swayed helplessly in the air, and when she raised her small face, there was a hint of panic in it.

Chen Ye said very respectfully, "Since Instructor Lu is here to teach, how can I, as his teacher, be impolite? Of course, I must serve Instructor Lu well."

"Huh??"

Chen Ye sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard with an air of authority, then casually pulled the still somewhat dazed Zhiwei onto his lap, making her face the sword manual diagram spread out on the stone table.

"Master!"

Zhiwei was genuinely panicked now; her small body stiffened like a piece of wood on his lap.

She had never been so close to anyone before.

What's more, he was being held on his master's lap like a child!
Although her master had held her before, it was nothing like holding her on his lap today!
She instinctively tried to struggle to get up, but Chen Ye gently pressed down on her slender waist with one of his large hands, rendering her unable to move.

"Know the subtle signs, and do not act."

Chen Ye's voice came from above her head, carrying a gentle tone that left no room for argument.

"I'm getting old and my eyesight isn't very good. Please sit closer so I can look at the sword manual while you give me your instructions. Besides, as an instructor, you should naturally maintain an instructor's authority. Sitting higher up will give you a better view, won't it?"

This fallacy left Lu Zhiwei both angry and ashamed, yet powerless to refute it.

She could feel her master's broad and strong hand on her waist, but there was no hint of lewdness in it; it was simply to prevent her from moving around.

"Senior Sister! Master! What are you doing?"

Qingjun, who had been secretly pleased that her senior sister was able to "teach" their master a lesson, was now stunned.

She widened her phoenix eyes and curiously leaned closer, her little head peeking between the two of them.

Zhiwei was so embarrassed that she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground. She turned her face away, refusing to look at Qingjun's strange gaze or Chen Ye's smiling profile.

That wretched master! All he does is bully people!

Zhiwei has decided that she's going to eat three big bowls of rice tonight!!!
Grow up quickly so you can teach your master a lesson!
She took a deep breath, trying to calm her embarrassment and anger, and forced herself to refocus her attention on the sword manual on the stone table.

"cough……"

Zhiwei cleared her throat, trying to cover up her unease with a cool voice, but the slightly trembling tone at the end still betrayed her nervousness.

She extended her slender, pale fingertip and touched the copied sword manual, beginning to explain it meticulously:

"Master, please look. The key to the first level of the 'Azure Wave Sword Control Technique' lies in guiding Qi back to its origin and gathering Qi into the sword... Master, your spiritual energy circulation was a little too hasty just now. You should proceed slowly, like spring rain nourishing the earth, so that you can..."

She tried to ignore her master's embrace and his warm breath, and began to give instructions in a serious manner.

However, her posture was stiff, her small body ramrod straight, like a primary school student who had been forcibly seated.

Chen Ye looked down at his little apprentice in his arms, who was trying hard to maintain her dignity. He saw her long eyelashes trembling nervously, but she still had to keep a straight face and explain the sword technique in a cold voice.

That feigned composure was absolutely adorable.

He suppressed a laugh and listened attentively, occasionally asking a few questions to help Lu Zhiwei immerse herself even more in the role of "Instructor Lu".

"Zhiwei,"

Chen Ye suddenly leaned close to her ear and asked in a low voice,
"I think the sword energy here could be circulated more... well, more 'gentle', don't you think?"

"Master, Master! Please...please have some self-respect!" Zhiwei subconsciously shrank her neck, both annoyed and angry, her voice even carrying a hint of tears.

"Hahaha!"

Chen Ye finally couldn't help but laugh out loud. He gently patted Zhiwei's back and comforted her:
"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. Zhiwei teaches very well, and I have benefited greatly from it."

Zhiwei clenched her little fists.

After that, as if resigned to her fate, she continued to point at the sword technique diagram, but her voice was even lower.

Chen Ye felt a little guilty.

This female expert seems to have gone too far today.

Did I upset Zhiwei?

"Master! Don't get distracted!" Zhiwei, in his arms, snorted and glared at Chen Ye's chin with her little face upturned.

"Good good..."

Chen Ye felt relieved after being glared at by the older girl.

If Zhiwei is truly angry, she will only respond silently.

If she outwardly shows anger, it's actually... just something she's hiding.

Chen Ye suddenly felt a pang of emotion.

He now understands why Zhiwei is unhappy.