Immortality begins with raising apprentices

Chapter 175 The Disciple's Abnormalities (Day 3 of 10,000 words)

"This...this is?!"

Chen Ye's pupils contracted.

The drop of pale golden blood, upon contact with the Ironhorn Demon Bull's deathly torso, burst forth with a dazzling golden light, like the most blazing sun!
But just one drop is far from enough.

The golden light only shone for a moment before quickly dimming and being swallowed up by the Iron-Horned Demon Bull.

Qingjun, whose arm had been slashed, was now crying uncontrollably.

She hugged her arms, watching the blood seeping out. Her already slightly narrow eyes were now almost swollen from crying!

"Waaaaah... It's bleeding... Qingjun is bleeding so much... Qingjun is going to die!"

The blood that kept seeping from her wound was swallowed drop by drop by the Ironhorn Demon Bull.

"Sizzle—! Sizzle—!"

The ear-piercing sound, like boiling oil being poured into water, rang out one after another!
"How is this going?"

Chen Ye was completely stunned by the unbelievable scene before him.

Ordinary blood could not possibly have such miraculous effects.
If she were truly a female ghost, her blood would be extremely cold and yin, so how could it exude such a blazing, sun-like aura of extreme yang?
This is clearly his precious disciple who possesses the bloodline of a true dragon!
"Qingjun!"

The thought of Qingjun...
Chen Ye rushed forward and hugged Qing Jun, who was still wailing, into his arms, feeling both heartache and astonishment.

He has always...

It seems everyone underestimated his young apprentice?

You should know that Qingjun has the bloodline of a true dragon, making him a walking, breathing elixir of immortality!
He tore off a corner of his robe and carefully bandaged his disciple's still-bleeding wound, whispering words of comfort:

"Qingjun, how did you suddenly... get here? Master, it was a misunderstanding... Wait a minute, Master will show you something fun!"

"do not want!"

The Qingjun in his arms showed no appreciation whatsoever.

She shoved Chen Ye away, glaring at him fiercely with her phoenix eyes, red and swollen from crying.
"Master is a big bad guy! Qingjun will never talk to you again!"

As she spoke, she tried to break free from Chen Ye's embrace, but how could her small strength possibly contend with Chen Ye's?
Looking at her aggrieved and angry little face, Chen Ye felt even more guilty.

This time, the little girl was really frightened.

"Alright, alright, it's Master's fault, it's Master's fault."

Ignoring everything else, Chen Ye held Qingjun tightly in his arms, gently rubbing his cheek against her tear-streaked face.
"Qingjun, you can punish Master however you want. Hitting him is fine, scolding him is fine, just... don't ignore Master, okay?"

Ok……

Chen Ye had never been so mushy before.

But when you're trying to coax a little girl, you have to be a bit cheesy...

When Qingjun grows up, she'll probably feel disgusted and want to vomit if she hears me coaxing her like this again.
"Humph!"

Feeling the warmth of her master's embrace, Qingjun's grievances finally dissipated considerably.

But she was still not satisfied.

She stretched out her uninjured little hand and lightly punched his chest, saying angrily, "Then...then you're not allowed to scare me anymore!"

"I won't scare you anymore, I won't scare you again," Chen Ye promised repeatedly.

"And another thing!" Qingjun added, "You're not allowed to leave me alone again! Wherever you go, you must... you must take me with you!"

"Well... alright, if Qingjun wants to go, Master will take you."

"And another thing!" the little girl pressed her advantage, "If you ever dare to make me angry again, you'll have to buy me a hundred candied hawthorn skewers!"

"...Okay, whatever you say."

That's one good thing about little girls; they're easy to coax.

After her master finished making grand promises, she contentedly stretched out her arms, hugged his neck, and clung to him, refusing to get up. She became a little ornament on her master's body, softly murmuring:

"Master, Master, Master... I hate Master the most..."

That wretched little girl!

I hate him for all of this!

"This little girl... she dares to hang on her master's neck now and refuse to get up. I don't even want to think about what she'll do in the future..."

As Chen Ye muttered to himself, he used the spiritual power of the Evergreen Technique to heal the wound on her arm.

The disciple insisted on clinging to his neck, making it very difficult for Chen Ye to treat her arm.

"Hmm? What bad things is Master saying!"

The little girl stared at her master, thinking, "Qingjun isn't a bad child!"

The master's words made it sound as if she would ride on his head and do whatever she wanted in the future!
"Uh...it's nothing. But speaking of which, how did you find your way here? I was only gone for a short while, why did you have to look for me everywhere?"

Chen Ye brushed it off vaguely, then turned his curiosity to Qing Jun.

In his own mind, he had only spent one night in the cave.

"A while?"

Upon hearing this, Qingjun's phoenix eyes, which had just stopped crying, widened instantly again. She looked at Chen Ye with an incredulous expression, her voice rising several decibels:
"What do you mean 'a while'! Master, you...you've been missing for a whole day and night!"

"what?"

Chen Ye was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to refute, but seeing his disciple's seemingly genuine face, he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

He suddenly remembered that the puppet-making technique had mentioned something.

The most crucial step in crafting a corpse puppet is to use one's own divine soul imprint to forcibly refine the lingering remnant soul of a demon beast after its death, thereby controlling its corpse.

This process is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be devoured by the remnant soul. At best, your consciousness will be damaged, and at worst, you will become a walking corpse.

Once a cultivator immerses their entire mind in the battle of souls within their sea of ​​consciousness, they will temporarily lose their most basic perception of the passage of time in the outside world.

"That's true... Refining a remnant soul is simple, but imprinting one's divine sense into a corpse is quite difficult."

Chen Ye seemed to be deep in thought.

He was much more meticulous in refining this one than he was in refining the Wan Kui Sect disciple last time.

When he was refining the disciples of the Myriad Puppet Sect, he only wanted to extract information and practice the Hundred Refinement Technique; he did not imprint his divine sense on them.

It's no wonder the girl was worried after disappearing for a day and a night.

In the past, Chen Ye would notify them in advance before going into seclusion, but this time, he disappeared without anyone noticing.

"Qingjun, I'm sorry to have worried you."

Chen Ye sighed and hugged the little dumpling in his arms even tighter.

But a strange feeling lingered in my heart.

It seems that his apprentice is a bit too controlling.

Why are you so anxious and searching everywhere when you've only been missing for a day and a night?
Never mind, after all, my disciple was just being kind and overly worried about him.

He patted her on the back before asking curiously, "But Qingjun, how did you find this place? I remember setting up an illusion at the entrance of this cave."

"Hmph, Master's rudimentary array formations, you think you can fool Qingjun?"

Upon hearing this, Qingjun's smug expression returned. She wriggled free from Chen Ye's embrace and, as if presenting a treasure, pulled a... fluffy, snow-white fox from her small bundle?
"look!"

Qingjun held the still-sleeping little fox up to Chen Ye, her face beaming with pride.

"I found this in the valley, and I named it Xiaobai! It's amazing, its nose is even more sensitive than Yuanyuan's! It was it that smelled your scent, Master, and led me here!"

The little fox was sleeping soundly, held in its apprentice's hand, occasionally smacking its lips.

"fox?"

Chen Ye's curiosity was piqued. The fox had soft fur, was small and cute, and seemed full of spirit.

Could it be some kind of mythical beast?

He reached out to touch the little fox, but Qingjun dodged away immediately.

"No touching!"

The little girl, like a protective mother hen, held the fox named Little White tightly in her arms, watching him warily.
"This is mine! Master, you're not allowed to take it!"

"Master just wants to touch..." Chen Ye's old face darkened. What a selfish little girl!

"That won't do! Little White is a female fox; men and women shouldn't touch each other!"

Qingjun frowned her soft eyebrows and looked at her master suspiciously.

"Master, why do you insist on touching the mother fox?! Could it be...?"

"Okay, okay, stop talking, stop talking."

Chen Ye quickly covered the little girl's mouth, afraid that she would say something shocking.

However, this fox has a pure aura, and it is clearly a spirit beast.

Spirit beasts are often pure of heart and friendly to people, so there should be no risk in having them by Qingjun's side.

Perhaps... they were also attracted by Qingjun's true dragon bloodline?

Qingjun is no longer the same as before; her bloodline has awakened further, so it's not surprising that she can attract spirit beasts.

The little girl was very unhappy.

Master, all you know how to do is cover your mouth!
This means... Master is feeling guilty!

Thinking this, Qingjun secretly stuffed the little fox back into her small package—as for why she didn't use a storage bag, it was a low-level storage bag that couldn't hold living creatures.

Chen Ye, oblivious to Qing Jun's subtle movements, turned his gaze back to the Iron Horned Demon Bull, which was still enveloped in golden light.

Wisps of mysterious golden runes emerged from beneath the corpse puppet's fur and were eventually imprinted onto its bones!

"Zi zi zi ......"

The familiar sound of boiling oil hitting water continued.

The rough black fur of the Ironhorn Demon Bull gradually faded away, replaced by a keratinous layer resembling scales.

The bull's eyes, which were once a deep blue, now had a restrained gleam, and seemed almost alive.

"Just this little bit of blood, and it can bring about a transformation?"

Chen Ye was somewhat taken aback. He tentatively gave the Iron Horned Demon Bull a command.

It was discovered that the puppet's intelligence had been significantly enhanced.

It was as if Qingjun's blood had given the puppet a new lease on life.

Even a trace of the consciousness of a living being is being born within its body.

"Roar!"

The Iron-Horned Demon Bull bellowed, lowered its head, and rubbed its head against Qingjun's leg.

"Wow! Master, look! It...it seems to really like me!"

Looking at the bull in front of her, which had become even more powerful and beautiful, Qingjun had long forgotten her fear. She reached out her little hand and curiously touched the pair of horns that were flashing with electric arcs.

Chen Ye watched this scene with mixed feelings of amusement and exasperation.

He painstakingly refined it for a day and a night, using both his essence and his spirit, but in the end, it was still not as good as a few drops of his disciple's blood.

"That's fine..."

Chen Ye shook his head, a relieved smile appearing on his face.

He climbed back onto the bull's back, and with a thought, gave the transformed Iron-Horned Demon Bull a command:

"rise!"

This time, the Iron-Horned Demon Bull did not kneel down as insensitively as before.

It let out a long roar to the sky, and with a push of its four hooves, it ran steadily through the cave, carrying Chen Ye like a black lightning bolt!

"Hahaha! Good!"

Feeling the whistling wind rushing past his ears and the steady yet explosive movements of his mount, Chen Ye reached out and scooped up his little apprentice, placing him in front of him.

"Qingjun, hold on tight!"

"ah!"

The little girl was terrified; her face scrunched up like a bun, and she clung tightly to the cow's horns in fear.
"Master, put me down! I don't want to ride the ox!"

This girl has always been timid as a mouse...

Her little act of resistance was futile against Chen Ye, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"Sit tight!"

Chen Yelang laughed, ignoring the struggles of his disciple in his arms. With a thought, the Iron Horned Demon Bull shot out of the cave like an arrow, carrying the master and disciple!

The moonlight, like water, shone on a person, a child, and an ox.

"Waaaaah! Master! Slow down! Slow down!"

At first, Qingjun screamed in fright, her little hands gripping the ox horns tightly, her eyes closed, too scared to look around.

But gradually, she discovered that the big bull beneath her, although it ran fast, was unusually steady.

The refreshing mountain breeze whistles past my ears; the fragrance of grass and trees lingers around my nose.

as well as……

Behind him was his master's broad chest.

She secretly opened one eye.

The trees on both sides seemed to rush past.

The moon overhead was big and round, seemingly within reach.

She couldn't quite explain what this feeling was, but suddenly she wasn't afraid anymore.

……

When Chen Ye led the little girl, who had gone wild with fun, back to the courtyard in the inner valley, riding the majestic Iron-Horned Dragon Bull, he was already quite satisfied. Dawn was breaking.

Chen Ye had just dismounted the ox, put the puppet into his storage bag, and led the little girl into the inner courtyard.

Suddenly, another disciple, like an arrow released from a bow, grabbed Chen Ye's leg and hugged him tightly.
"Master! Where have you run off to! Do you know... do you know how worried we were!"

Seeing Zhiwei's haggard appearance,

Qingjun and Chenye, who had been having a great time, suddenly felt guilty.

just,

The eldest girl took a deep breath on her master's lap, and her expression quickly returned to calm.

She tilted her little face up and quietly looked at her master:

"Master, please don't run around like this anymore, okay?"

She didn't look like a little girl; she looked more like a worried mother scolding her disobedient child.

Chen Ye had no words to express his suffering.

I'm so numb...

What a grown man! He's being watched so closely by his two disciples.

He sighed, picked up his eldest disciple's petite body, and stroked her soft, dark hair:

"Alright, alright... Master, I truly deserve to be managed by you for the rest of my life..."

no way,
For Chen Ye, refusing an apprentice was simply too difficult.

……

After the turmoil, life in Rin-song Valley returned to normal.

Chen Ye led fifteen spiritual plant growers to restore the vitality of the herb garden in an orderly manner.

With his unparalleled skill in cultivating spiritual plants, those withered plants regained their vitality at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In addition, another group of spiritual plant growers led by Lin Jinghua also began cultivating silver scale flowers for Chen Ye.

Meanwhile, in that secluded courtyard surrounded by bamboo groves in the inner valley.

Lin Qiongyu also began her life as a maid.

This was a life she had never imagined.

Humiliation, unease, yet... carrying a faint sense of "peace" that even she herself found unfamiliar.

She no longer had to flatter those male cultivators with ulterior motives and say things she didn't mean just for a few spirit stones;
She no longer had to live in fear that the three Zhang sisters would suddenly show up and drag her poor sister to the black market.

Here, she had a clean house, abundant spiritual energy, and her sister's illness seemed to have hope of improvement in the hands of that man.

But all of this comes at a price.

The price was her freedom and the little dignity she had left.

Every morning, she would get up early to prepare hot water and a delicious breakfast for the two young masters who were about the same age as her sister but had vastly different social statuses.

"Sister Qiongyu".

Qingjun was always the first to wake up.

It's not that the little girl is very diligent; every time she wakes up, she eats breakfast and then goes back to sleep, taking a nap.

But it's not that she's greedy.

She would always get up early on purpose to sneak into her master's room.

At this time, Master was still sleeping.

So the little girl sat on her master's lap, pouting, and tugged at his beard: "Master is a lazybones! Why aren't you up so early!"

After waking her master up and having breakfast with him, she would quietly slip back to sleep.

Sometimes Lin Qiongyu would ask her why she did that.

The little girl pondered for a while, then seemed to suddenly realize something: "Yes, why did I do that?"

Lin Qiongyu: "..."

But later,

She could also tell that the little girl simply wanted to have breakfast with her master.

after all……

Chen Ye was extremely busy. Every day after leaving home, he would spend the entire day working in the outer valley, only returning home exhausted late at night.

The only time the master and apprentice could eat together was in the morning.

In all fairness,

Lin Qiongyu really likes Xu Qingjun.
Like a cheerful little sparrow, she chattered around Lin Qiongyu all day long, asking, "What are we having for breakfast today? Are there any meat buns?"

Lin Qiongyu was always patient and gentle with this innocent and carefree girl who still harbored some affection for her from the past.

But when she faced another young master, Lu Zhiwei, the situation was completely different.

"The water is hot."

Unlike Qingjun, Zhiwei was not loud and boisterous. She simply stood quietly to the side, looking at Lin Qiongyu with her clear black eyes.

That look, though not malicious, put more pressure on Lin Qiongyu than any harsh rebuke.

"The dessert is too sweet."

When Lin Qiongyu served the osmanthus cake she had carefully prepared, which she had learned from Granny Li, Zhiwei only took a small bite before putting down her chopsticks and giving a nonchalant comment.

"Yes...yes, this servant will be more careful next time." Lin Qiongyu quickly bowed and agreed, but her heart was filled with bitterness.

Lu Zhiwei doesn't like her.

This dislike is not due to jealousy or being difficult.

Rather, it is a kind of vigilance and rejection like that of a young animal guarding its food.

Lin Qiongyu had no way to defend herself, nor was she able to.

She even harbored a faint fear of this dark-haired little girl—this girl seemed completely different from normal girls.

All he does all day is cultivate himself.

It seems that he has no interest in anything or anything.

She would practice until late at night every day, and would only stop practicing and go to bed to rest when Chen Ye came home.

Lin Qiongyu sighed and cleaned Chen Ye's supervisor's quiet room.

This was her seventeenth day as a maid.

It is said that in two days, Rin-Matsuya will begin its quarterly evaluation...

The room was simply furnished.
The air was filled with a faint fragrance of grass and trees, and... the scent that belonged only to that man.

Lin Qiongyu didn't dare to look too much. She lowered her head, picked up a broom and rag, and began to clean carefully.

She cleaned very carefully and meticulously, not daring to miss any corner, for fear of displeasing the owner. But when she wiped the desk, her gaze was uncontrollably drawn to something on it.

That's a painting.

The painting depicts a small, lifelike figure.

With snow-white hair and smiling phoenix eyes, who else could it be but Qing Jun?

Next to the painting was another one, depicting a girl in a white dress with dark hair, a cool expression, yet with a hint of gentleness in her eyes and brows.

“Master, you really care about them…”

Lin Qiongyu bit her red lips.

Her younger sister was also Chen Ye's apprentice.

But... all day long, he just sat quietly in the cold room.

Chen Ye would only come to offer guidance every now and then.

Although she didn't have many expectations, she didn't hope that Chen Ye would treat her sister in any particular way.

But ultimately, there was a touch of bitterness.

……

Within the Garden of Sunset Glow, the spiritual energy is like mist, flowing and swirling.

After Chen Ye spent these days nourishing the field with spiritual energy at any cost, this once withered and lifeless Glazed Flower Field has recovered seven or eight tenths of its former charm.

Those glass flowers, each one standing upright, with colorful rays of light flowing across their petals, dazzling and radiant.

On this day, there were only two days left before the sect's protectors came to assess the situation.

Chen Ye remained seated cross-legged in the center of the Xia Guang Pu, which was also the core array eye of the entire Yi Mu Yu Qi Array.

He did not relax in the slightest.

He knew that simply recovering was far from enough—if he was cured, he would only receive a reward from the sect.

He wanted more than just to get by!

"Evergreen Skill!"

Chen Ye gave a low shout in his heart, and the technique that had already reached the Grandmaster level was once again pushed to its limit!
A spiritual rain, brimming with vitality and imbued with the power of the Everlasting Elixir, descended from the sky, enveloping the entire Xia Guang Pu Garden.

This was his Cloud and Rain Technique, which had already reached its limit.

However, this is just the beginning.

"The Limit-Breaking Cloud and Rain Technique can restore the earth's energy and benefit all things."

A glint of light flashed in Chen Ye's eyes.
"But for such a delicate spiritual plant, it still lacks the purest nourishment."

He stretched out his hands, and on his ten fingers, tiny specks of spiritual liquid, radiating a soft white light like morning dew, began to condense.

This is the wondrous method of cultivating spiritual plants that he has perfected over the past few days—the Sweet Rain Nourishing Technique!

"go with!"

With a soft shout, dozens of drops of sweet rain, condensed from the purest life force, seemed to come alive and fell precisely onto the stamens of each glass flower!
“Buzz…buzz…”

The moment the sweet rain melted into the flower stamens, the entire Xia Guang Garden emitted a joyful buzz.

Those already dazzling glass flowers seemed to have been injected with a divine elixir, and the seven-colored light on the petals instantly surged!
Among them, the most promising glass flower was nourished and a brand new bud slowly emerged next to the main flower!
Then came the second one, the third one...

In the end, nearly a third of the glass flowers miraculously bloomed a second flower!

One plant with two flowers!
This is an extremely rare sight in the history of cultivating glass flowers!

It should be noted that this flower is extremely precious and has very demanding requirements for its growing environment. It is considered a stroke of luck for heaven that it can even bloom once.

It is said that only a second-tier spirit plant master with superb skills can carefully cultivate the Glazed Flower to produce two flowers!

"call……"

Chen Ye slowly opened his eyes, looking at the radiant garden of sunset glow before him, even more magnificent than in its heyday. A genuine smile appeared on his pale face.

"Uncle Chen...you...you succeeded!"

Li Qiuyun, standing to the side, looked at the fairy-tale-like scene before her, her spirited eyes filled with adoration.

She was so excited that she was almost incoherent.

"This...this incredible skill in cultivating spiritual plants, if the sect were to find out, it would definitely...it would definitely astonish everyone!"

"shock?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Ye slowly shook his head.

He looked at the garden full of blooming flowers, as dazzling as glass, but his face showed little joy; instead, a playful smile appeared on his face.

"What's the use of being shocked?"

He said calmly,

"What the sect needs is never a shock, but rather thirty-three glazed flowers that can be presented to those Golden Core cultivators."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the extra flowers that had bloomed.

"As for these extras... if I just report them, I'll only get a few meaningless words of praise and a few insignificant spirit stones. But if I leave them..."

One-third of the glass flowers, or eleven flowers, were produced.

This glass flower tea has always been a spiritual tea exclusively for the high-ranking members of the sect.

Its price is extremely high!

When sold outside, a single glass flower often costs around eighty spirit stones!
That's equivalent to spending eighty spirit stones to brew just one cup of tea... This made Chen Ye sigh at the extravagant lifestyle of the elites in the sect.

at the moment.

These eleven flower teas are equivalent to eight hundred and eighty-eight spirit stones!

"Uncle Chen...you...you..."

Hearing his blasphemous words, the sword-wielding girl was momentarily speechless.

Li Qiuyun is a native disciple of the Lingyin Sect and has a deep sense of honor and belonging to the sect.

Chen Ye's actions were far more egregious than secretly planting silver scale flowers!

This is direct interference with the most core spiritual plants in Lin Song Valley!
"Why...why did you tell me this?" The girl's fingers trembled slightly as she turned her head away.

If Chen Ye hadn't told her, she could have simply pretended not to know.

But since I've already told her...

"because……"

Chen Ye turned his head, looking puzzled.

"Because you're one of my people. Qiu Yun, you wouldn't betray me, would you?"

"!"

Li Qiuyun felt as if her heart had been gripped tightly by an invisible hand, causing it to skip a beat!
That usually spirited and pretty face flushed red instantly.
"Uncle Chen, what nonsense are you spouting! How could I be one of yours?!"

After saying this, she sobbed, covered her burning red cheeks with her hands, and even the long sword in her arms fell to the ground.

"Ok?"

Chen Ye was furious.

What an ungrateful and wicked woman!
His face immediately turned black:
"Qiuyun, this is outrageous! You are a guard of Linsong Valley, you eat my food and live in my house, aren't you one of my people?"

“Eh…???”

The girl froze, then stupidly let go of Chen Ye's hand and looked at him.

Chen Ye snorted coldly:
"Besides, since you call me uncle, I'm your niece. How can a niece betray her uncle? How about this... I'll share some with you later, okay?"

"Chen, Ye!!!"

Li Qiuyun felt as if her heart was once again being gripped by an invisible hand.

He gripped her so tightly that her vision blurred, and he gripped her so tightly that she felt inexplicably angry.

Looking at his matter-of-fact, even somewhat aggrieved, expression, she felt an indescribable surge of shame and anger rising to her head!
"I don't want your spirit stones!"

Li Qiuyun's voice carried a hint of sobbing that she herself was unaware of.

She stomped her foot, picked up the longsword that had been with her for many years, and didn't even glance at Chen Ye.

Turning around, he transformed into a streak of light and sped away towards the outside of the valley!

"Eh?"

Chen Ye was completely dumbfounded as he watched her storm off.

"What...what's going on now?"

He scratched his head, completely baffled.

He simply wanted to express his trust in Qiuyun.

As the saying goes, if you want to have a good relationship, then do bad things together...

In addition, Chen Ye also wanted to test the waters.
For Li Qiuyun, between the sect and him, which side would she ultimately stand on?

But how... how did I manage to anger her again?

A young girl's heart is truly more complex and difficult to understand than that of a baby girl!
Chen Ye shook his head, putting the matter out of his mind for the time being.

He looked at the garden full of blooming glass flowers and smiled smugly.

As expected of him!

I've made a fortune in spirit stones again!

Chen Ye sat cross-legged, preparing to begin his cultivation.

The jade pendant at his waist, which was connected to the mountain-protecting formation and represented the authority of the main formation's eye, suddenly became intensely hot without warning!
Immediately afterwards, a warning signal that only he could perceive entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Oh?"

Chen Ye slowly opened his eyes and let out a cold laugh.
"So soon, they couldn't wait any longer and came right to our doorstep?"

He made no sound, but with a flick of his body, he vanished silently into the Garden of Sunset Glow, like a ghost.

……

Linsong Valley, outer valley.

In the northwest corner, in front of the mountain wall where the fortune teller set a trap.

A furtive figure was pacing anxiously in circles.

He looked disheveled, with several cuts on his clothes from tree branches. He was none other than Wang Hao, who had left with Wei Cheng that day!
At this moment, the expression on his face no longer held any trace of the smugness and contempt he had shown at Wanbaolou.

"Damn it! Damn it! How could this happen!"

Wang Hao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He kept pacing around in circles, as if he were in a maze, cursing under his breath.

Tonight, he was ordered by Wei Cheng to sneak back to Linsong Valley to investigate what kind of mess that man surnamed Chen had made of the herb garden, so that he could go back and claim credit from Steward Wei.

After all, the evaluation is imminent.

Not to mention Wei Cheng cared, these outer disciples cared even more.

Although Chen Yezhi abolished Linsong Valley, the responsibility did not fall on their shoulders.

But if Chen Ye were to recover... I would feel very uncomfortable.

Relying on his memory, he easily found the back door that Deacon Wei had left behind.

But who would have thought that the scene before him would suddenly change the moment he stepped in!
The once familiar mountain wall had turned into an endless expanse of thick fog!

He was trapped in the thick fog, and no matter which way he went, he couldn't get out, just like being lost in a maze.

Only then did he belatedly realize—

I'm afraid I've been ambushed!

"Damn it! Who is it?!" Wang Hao was both shocked and furious. He quickly summoned his flying sword and looked around warily.

But no matter how hard he slashed with his flying sword, he couldn't dispel the thick fog even a little.

Moreover, as time went on, the fog became thicker and thicker!
Wang Hao gradually felt dizzy, and even the hand holding the flying sword began to tremble slightly.

Just as he was about to be driven mad by the endless fog.

"Click——"

A very faint cracking sound suddenly came from in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, the thick fog, which had been like an impenetrable wall, parted to the sides, creating a gap large enough for one person to pass through!
"God help me too!"

Upon seeing this, Wang Hao was overjoyed!
He thought that his random attack had accidentally destroyed the key element of the illusion array.

Without a second thought, he quickly sheathed his flying sword and scrambled out of the gap!

However, when he broke through the thick fog and saw the scene before him, he couldn't help but gasp.

The once vibrant medicinal field was now even more dilapidated than when they left!

Large swaths of spiritual plants withered and died completely, turning into scorched, decaying wood.

The soil was dry and hardened, even having a deathly grayish-white hue.

"This this……"

Looking at the devastated scene before him, Wang Hao's fear of being trapped was instantly replaced by immense joy!

Become!

He made the right bet!

This guy surnamed Chen is really a good-for-nothing!

Without them, Lin Song Valley will truly be destroyed in his hands!

He suppressed his excitement and carefully searched the valley again. After confirming that there were no more ambushes, he left quietly through what he thought was a "flaw," filled with immense excitement.

And on a mountaintop in the inner valley.

Chen Ye sat cross-legged, and the cyan jade tablet in his hand was emitting a faint glow.

He gazed at Wang Hao's retreating figure as he disappeared into the night, lost in thought:

"I wonder... whether or not we were able to fool Wang Hao."

What Wang Hao had just seen was an illusion that Chen Ye had prepared for him on a whim.

Rather than killing Wang Hao here,
It would be better to let Wang Hao misunderstand the current situation in Lin Song Valley, so as to prevent Wei Cheng from taking further action.

He stood up, walked to the edge of the mountain peak, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked down at the entire Linsong Valley.

In the outer valley, the homes of the thirty-odd newly arrived ladies of the Spirit Plant family had already turned off their lights and fallen into a deep sleep.

Their dwellings were clean and peaceful, adding a touch of human warmth to the vast Lin Song Valley.

The vast medicinal herb field, bathed in moonlight, was brimming with vitality.

“That’s right… but I’m afraid Wei Cheng might do something desperate.” Chen Ye nodded.

……

The next day, it was just dawn.

Chen Ye ignored the trivial matters in Lin Song Valley and quietly left the valley again, arriving at Tao Shan Fang.

These days, whenever he has time, he comes to inquire about news from the Three Thousand Mountains.

Chen Ye had been secretly watching Bai Susu for some time.

After all, she had always stood up for him, and even Qingzhi's puppet core was a gift from Bai Susu.

Chen Ye still cared a lot about this proud golden retriever.

Unfortunately,

More than ten days have passed, and there is still no news from Bai Susu.

Meanwhile, the conflict within the Three Thousand Mountains is escalating.

It is said that the battle between cultivators in the Three Thousand Mountains even triggered a beast tide, which awakened a Golden Core demon beast that was sleeping within the mountains and slaughtered four or five Foundation Establishment cultivators!

Fortunately, three Golden Core cultivators from the Refining God Sect arrived one after another and together they killed the monster.

As for the demonic cultivators of the Crossing Love Sect, they retreated back to the Qi Kingdom after the arrival of the Refining God Sect.

"I hope... everything is alright."

Chen Ye sighed.

He didn't intend to venture deep into the Three Thousand Mountains to search for Bai Susu.

It's not that Chen Ye is heartless;
Instead, Bai Susu holds a highly respected position, and the Lingyin Sect has already dispatched a large number of experts to rescue her.

As for yourself?

He's just a low-level Qi Refining cultivator; going there wouldn't make a difference.

Moreover, with Wei Cheng watching him closely, Chen Ye had to prioritize ensuring his disciple's safety.

After inquiring about the information,

Chen Ye bought some auxiliary materials needed for alchemy in the market, as well as snacks that his two disciples liked.

"This is……"

Chen Ye's gaze lingered for a moment, then settled on a small toy.

This doll is a long-eared rabbit, fluffy and quite cute.

"Hmm, I suppose Lin Jin will like it... This child is all alone all the time."

These days, Chen Ye hasn't made any special effort to get close to Lin Jin.

Because,

In their past interactions, he discovered that the girl was very wary of him.

If one is greedy for credit and acts rashly, it will easily arouse Lin Jin's vigilance.

Therefore, he was simply teaching Lin Jin how to cultivate so that she could adapt to his presence.

However, now is a good time to deepen our relationship.

After buying the items, Chen Ye turned around and returned to Linsong Valley.

Before I even got close, I could hear a muffled cough coming from inside the house.

Chen Ye frowned slightly.

He pushed open the door and saw Lin Qiongyu gently patting her sister's back as she sat in a wheelchair, her face full of heartache.

The girl's sickly pale face was now completely devoid of color.

His frail body trembled uncontrollably from the violent coughing, as if he would wither away at any moment.

"Owner!"

When Lin Qiongyu saw Chen Ye, she quickly stood up and bowed.

Chen Ye nodded, walked to the wheelchair, and placed the fluffy long-eared rabbit doll in the girl's arms.

"It's for you," he said softly.

The girl remained expressionless, coughing to herself.

Chen Ye was already used to Lin Jin's attitude and asked softly:
"Has your cough been flaring up frequently these days?"

"Yes...yes, and today, my leg seems...it seems I can't move it again."

As she spoke, Lin Qiongyu knelt down and used her hands to untie her sister's skirt.

"..."

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she could only let her older sister take off her skirt.

Contrary to his usual behavior, Chen Ye turned away, avoiding looking at the girl's fair legs, and gazed into the distance.

"Times have changed... Lin Jin is, after all, a girl."

“But…” Lin Qiongyu panicked immediately.

She's a girl, but getting her leg treated is the priority!

Now is not the time to be thinking about avoiding taboos!
Chen Ye shook his head: "Back then, we had no choice but to take off Lin Jin's skirt, but now the situation is different."

Lin Qiongyu's eyes lit up slightly: "What does Master mean?"

"The reason your sister's cold illness has worsened is because she has already reached the first level of Qi Refining!"

　Thank you to Li Hua and He Zhou De Yu for the 100 coins!

　　Promise fulfilled, 10,000 per day for three days!
　　Asking for a monthly ticket! ! !
　　The fairy worked very hard this month!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)