Immortality begins with raising apprentices

Chapter 159 Master's stomach can only hold one!
After listening to the old man's story, Chen Ye was deeply moved.

The experience of the Cold Flame cultivator is merely a microcosm of the many rogue cultivators in Peach Mountain Village...

The Wei family is truly cunning; they take advantage of the chaos and make a fortune from the disaster.

Just as he was about to leave, Qingjun tugged at his sleeve, pointed with her little finger at a large, round spirit peach on the stall, and said longingly, "Master, Qingjun wants to eat that..."

Seeing her greedy look, Chen Ye found it amusing and said to the old man, "Old man, give me five catties of spirit peaches."

"okay!"

The old man was delighted upon hearing this and quickly packed five catties of spirit peaches for him, even adding two more.

Taoshanfang is famous for its Lingtao peaches, and there are vendors selling them everywhere, making the business highly competitive. It's difficult for these peach farmers to open for business on weekdays.

In the past, itinerant merchants would collect peaches and resell them throughout the Yan Kingdom, but now, this route has been monopolized by various powerful families...

Chen Ye took the heavy cloth bag, and before he could speak, Qing Jun had already swiftly picked out the largest and reddest one from the bag, clutching it tightly to her chest like a little animal protecting its food. She even proudly raised her chin at her master and senior sister:

"The best and biggest peach belongs to Qingjun!"

Zhiwei's gaze also fell on the bag. From the pile of peaches, she picked out another large and red spirit peach, but its quality was slightly inferior to Qingjun's spirit peach.

Seeing this, Qingjun happily hugged her peaches and went up to her senior sister, showing off, "Hehe, senior sister, your peaches are not as good as mine!"

Zhiwei remained silent, only extending her fair little hand, a faint aquamarine light swirling around her fingertips.

The next moment, a stream of clear water appeared out of nowhere, washing the peaches clean and making them look even more rosy and tempting.

Qingjun's eyes lit up, and she followed suit, mobilizing her meager spiritual power to wash the large peach in her arms with a crooked stream of water, just like her senior sister.

Then, she couldn't hold back any longer and eagerly opened her little mouth, taking a big bite of the plump fruit.

The sweet juice burst in her mouth, and the little girl happily squinted her eyes. But the next moment, her eyes widened instantly:

"Senior sister???"

The senior sister held the peach in her two small hands, took small steps to walk up to her master, and respectfully handed the peach over, saying in a calm voice, "Master, you can have it first."

In an instant, Qingjun felt that the peach in her mouth was no longer fragrant or sweet, and even a little... sour.

"hateful……"

The little girl swallowed the peach flesh in her mouth angrily, staring intently at the spirit peach in her hand.

What a strange feeling!

Why... does she always feel like her senior sister has secretly attacked her?

Yes, it was a sneak attack!

Seeing the little girl's dazed look, Chen Ye found it amusing. Could it be that this girl was jealous because she saw Zhiwei washing peaches for him instead of Qingjun?

After all, the relationship between his two disciples was the best in the world!
Chen Ye first took the peach from Zhiwei and casually praised, "Zhiwei is so good, she is indeed my disciple."

The little girl pouted, her face clearly showing her unhappiness.

Seeing this, Chen Ye had no choice but to pinch Qing Jun's puffed-up cheeks in frustration.

"Alright, don't be angry," he said gently. "I'll share half of my senior sister's peaches with you."

"No! Give them all to Qingjun!"

Unexpectedly, the little girl made a boastful remark and pretended to snatch the peach from Chen Ye's hand.

Chen Ye was startled and quickly pressed one hand on Qing Jun's head, frowning as he said, "Qing Jun, what are you doing..."

He hadn't expected Qingjun to be so possessive of Zhiwei.
You can't stand seeing your senior sister being nice to your master, can you?
Chen Ye was about to speak, intending to use his master's authority to give a proper lecture.

Unexpectedly, Qingjun actually took advantage of his unpreparedness and snatched the big, red peach from his hand, holding it tightly in her arms.

"Qingjun!" Chen Ye frowned.

The little girl blinked her red eyes, like a little animal offering a treasure, and held the peach high again:

“This peach was Qingjun’s before, but now it’s mine. I’ll give it to my master!”

"This……"

Chen Ye was completely dumbfounded and couldn't understand the little girl's logic at all.

What does it mean?
The older girl's expression seemed to turn colder as well: "Qingjun, these are my senior sister's peaches... If you want to give one to Master, why don't you just go and get another one?"

"no!"

The little girl put her hands on her hips and said angrily.

This girl was strange. Chen Ye and Zhiwei weren't angry. Instead, she became aggrieved on her own, her eyes red, as if she was about to cry.

Zhiwei, ultimately feeling sorry for her junior sister, sighed and picked out another peach: "Then I'll wash another one for Master..."

"no!!"

Qingjun frowned her soft eyebrows and said righteously,

"Master's stomach is very small; he can only eat one peach! If he eats Qingjun's peach, he won't be able to eat Senior Sister's peach!"

"I can eat it." The eldest disciple said expressionlessly, nearly crushing the peach in his hand.

"I can't eat!" The little apprentice swallowed hard, trembling with fear, and insisted.

"so……"

The two disciples simultaneously raised their little faces, their longing eyes fixed on their master.

"Master, can you eat or not?"

Chen Ye's hair stood on end.

He doesn't know if he can eat it or not, but he definitely can't handle it.

"This... Ahaha, will Master be able to eat it all? This is a question we need to consider carefully. For example, how big is Master's stomach, and how big are the peaches..."

Chen Ye changed the subject, then slapped his forehead in disbelief.
"We need to look at each situation specifically! For example, if it's two very small peaches, Master can definitely eat them, but if it's two very large peaches, Master definitely can't eat them..."

The little girl narrowed her eyes: "Master, are you talking nonsense? I've heard that some authors in the mortal world pad their word counts, so Master is just padding his words!"

Have you discovered this?
Chen Ye smiled.

The eldest girl said respectfully, "I hope Master can enlighten me!"

However, Zhiwei, though seemingly humble, spoke in a somewhat aggressive tone.

He's a wolf in sheep's clothing...

But as a master, how could I be manipulated by my disciple?
Chen Ye was enraged. He simply grabbed the two girls and hugged them tightly, pretending to bite their fair cheeks twice, and said angrily:

"I might not be able to eat peaches, but I can easily eat you all... Hmm, braised Qingjun, steamed Zhiwei!"

The disciple, held in his master's arms, immediately lost his previous imposing manner.

They curled up into two small balls, one sitting on each side of their master's arm, looking at each other.

“Master… Zhiwei can walk by herself…” Zhiwei glanced at the bustling street in a panic.

"Guh! Qingjun knew it! Master wants to eat girls!" Qingjun exclaimed in panic.

As for the peach?
Chen Ye didn't even bother eating the peaches; he stuffed two peaches into his disciple's little mouth.

Without uttering a word, he carried them away in his arms.

……

Linsong Medicinal Herb Garden is located on the west side of Taoshanfang, near Taolinji in Xishi.

Even so, it took the group almost half a day to reach Linsong Medicine Valley.

On the road.

Li Qiuyun kept looking at Chen Ye's round belly and asked curiously, "Uncle Chen, what's going on with your belly?" "Hmph!"

"..."

The two girls turned their faces at the same time, staring at their surroundings indifferently.

Chen Ye smirked: "Children shouldn't meddle in adult matters!"

"Uncle Chen!!!" Li Qiuyun gritted her teeth.

Chen Ye let out a burp, secretly regretting buying so many peaches.

At that time, he was able to fool his two apprentices.

But once they got home, the two apprentices immediately came to their senses.

They rushed to wash the peaches, one for each of them, and fed him in turn until all the peaches were gone before they would let their master go.

"What should we do? My two disciples... seem to be showing signs of becoming disobedient."

Chen Ye was extremely distressed.

Even such a tiny thing dares to be so arrogant.

When they grow up, won't they be peeing on their master's head?
The three of them passed through the bustling market and followed a secluded mountain path for about half an hour before the view suddenly opened up before them.

Nestled among the mountains, a vast valley lies quietly.

The valley is rich in spiritual energy and is planted with all kinds of spiritual herbs. Although many of them have withered due to the previous cold disaster, their former prosperity can still be seen.

In the center of the valley, there is a cluster of buildings arranged in a staggered manner, which is presumably where the disciples of the Medicine Garden live.

"So beautiful..." Qingjun stared at the flowers and plants covering the mountains and fields, her eyes wide with amazement.

However, when they finally arrived at the entrance of the Linsong Herb Garden, Chen Ye frowned slightly.

The vast herb garden was eerily quiet; not a single disciple was in sight to tend it, and no one came to greet them.

Only an ancient archway made of bluestone stands at the entrance of the valley. Above the archway, a layer of light blue spiritual light ripples gently like water, enveloping the entire valley.

“Uncle Chen, this is the protective formation of Lin Song Valley,” Li Qiuyun stepped forward and explained, “This formation is used to defend against demonic beasts and outsiders. Logically speaking, your steward's badge should be able to pass through directly. Strange… why didn't any disciples come to greet you?”

Tian Nong once said,
In Linsong Valley, there is a steward named Wei Zhou, who is at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and eight outer disciples who are responsible for the daily management of Linsong Valley.

The news of his arrival to take up his post had been communicated to all the cultivators in Lin Song Valley well in advance.

result……

The valley was deserted at this moment, clearly indicating that these people did not take Chen Ye seriously.

Chen Ye didn't mind. He nodded, took out the deacon's waist tag engraved with the words "Lingyin", and slowly stepped forward.

Just as he was about to step into the light barrier, the seemingly gentle spiritual light suddenly brightened, and an invisible repulsive force came, firmly blocking him outside.

"what?"

Qingjun curiously reached out her little hand, wanting to poke the light barrier, but was bounced back by a gentle force. The little girl exclaimed and quickly withdrew her hand.

Upon seeing this, Li Qiuyun's pretty face darkened: "What's going on? This formation... is clearly being manipulated in secret, deliberately preventing you from entering!"

Chen Ye sneered.

As the saying goes, a new broom sweeps clean, otherwise it will be difficult to win over the people.

This difficult behavior from Steward Wei gave him a perfect opportunity to establish his authority.

He quietly spread his divine sense and, after a brief investigation, discovered that although the valley protection formation was exquisite, it was only a first-order formation. It relied on absorbing the spiritual energy of the valley's veins and vegetation to maintain itself, and was not indestructible.

Chen Ye summoned Qing Zhi.

With a muffled "boom," a "cultivator" dressed in a black robe and over two meters tall appeared out of thin air. The silent oppressive aura made Li Qiuyun subconsciously take a half step back.

"Uncle Chen... what is this... what is this?"

Li Qiuyun's pretty face froze slightly, and her scalp tingled.

She felt an extremely powerful sense of oppression emanating from this mysterious person!

He is far more powerful than his father!

What trick is this from Uncle Chen?
Chen Ye was very satisfied with Li Qiuyun's reaction, and said in a mysterious tone: "You can think of him as Qingjun and Zhiwei's junior brother."

Upon hearing this, the little girl immediately puffed out her chest and exclaimed excitedly, "Yes, this is Qingjun's junior brother!"

Chen Ye smiled and nodded at the little girl.

To everyone's surprise, the little girl's face turned cold the next moment, and she snorted at her master with her delicate nose: "Useless master!!! You can't even enter your own territory, you've disappointed Qingjun so much! Today, Qingjun is not making dinner for master!"

Li Qiuyun was also holding her breath, since Uncle Chen had called her a child.

She is clearly... a fully grown woman who is eligible to get married!

He immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "Uncle Chen, I didn't expect that someone as old as you would still have a little girl cook for you?"

"That's right!" the little girl nodded repeatedly.

"Sister Qiuyun, don't take Qingjun's words seriously. Master is just focused on cultivation and has no interest in other matters."

Even though Zhiwei saw Qingjun belittling her master in front of outsiders, she still couldn't help but speak up for her master.

However, upon seeing the grateful look in his master's eyes...

The black-haired girl calmly turned the back of her head towards her.

Okay, okay... Are those two brats still sulking?
Is it such a big deal just like this?

Helpless, Chen Ye patted Qing Zhi on the shoulder, gestured towards the light screen, and gave the command:
"Qingzhi, go and knock on the door."

Beneath the black robe, Qingzhi's blue pupils suddenly lit up. It took heavy steps and, without saying a word, its giant fist, forged from black iron, slammed fiercely towards the protective array in front of it with immense force!
"boom!!"

A deafening roar, like a thunderclap from a clear sky!

The entire valley trembled violently!
The pale blue light curtain rippled wildly, like the surface of a lake tossed with a boulder, its brilliance flickering unpredictably.

In the valley.

Deacon Wei was chatting and drinking tea with several disciples, his face mocking:

"Heh... let him wait another half an hour. We need to make this Deacon Chen understand that Lin Song Valley is not a place where someone with connections like him can do whatever he wants."

"Steward Wei is wise! A mere rogue cultivator dares to ride roughshod over us? Even if he's a skilled fighter, can he possibly get past this level of formation?"

One of the disciples flattered him repeatedly.

Chen Ye's identity is no secret. He comes from a family of herbalists in Yunxifang. His only notable achievement is that he defeated Zhao Qing, a newly recruited inner disciple, some time ago.

However, this Zhao Qing was working in Yunxi Fang nearby not long ago, and he was on friendly terms with these outer disciples.

In the eyes of some arrogant disciples, Zhao Qing might not have been able to surpass them and advance to the inner sect if he didn't have a Dharma protector relative.

But before the cultivators could exchange more than a few words, a deafening roar came in, making the teacups in their hands vibrate.

"What's going on?!" Wei Cheng's expression changed, and he and several other outer disciples suddenly stood up.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Before he could react, one heavy, rhythmic pounding sound after another, like a death knell, rang out continuously.

Each bombardment caused the entire protective array to tremble violently, flashing with spiritual light, and the spiritual energy within the valley began to become chaotic.

"Oh no! Someone is launching a full-scale attack on the formation!!" a disciple exclaimed.

Wei Cheng's face instantly turned ashen.

Right now, isn't that Deacon Chen standing outside?
If this continues, the protective array will be breached sooner or later, and if that alarms the sect, he'll be in deep trouble!
(End of this chapter)