Immortality begins with raising apprentices

Chapter 183 Disciple's Sticky Ties; Attribute Inventory

Last moment,
With a serious expression and earnest tone, the eldest disciple with black hair couldn't contain himself any longer and replied almost immediately:

“Since Aunt Mao is Qingjun’s mother, it’s only natural that we should deepen our relationship after being apart for so long. I think there’s nothing wrong with what Master is doing.”

Zhiwei spoke eloquently and eloquently, revealing profound wisdom and righteousness.

Chen Ye and Mao Qingzhu were both taken aback.

Chen Ye, in particular, looked at his eldest disciple with great helplessness.

The eldest girl's expression changed faster than the weather; just moments ago, she had been giving Mao Qingzhu a cold look, clearly unhappy, because she had allowed Mao Qingzhu to move in.

But now, they've become enthusiastic and proactive?

"No! I don't want it!"

Before Chen Ye could react, Qing Jun beside him was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and her fur stood on end instantly!
So unfair!
It's always been this unfair: the senior sister massages the master's shoulders, while she washes the master's stinky feet.

Aunt Mao is here. Senior Sister and Master are sleeping together, but I want to sleep with Aunt Mao!

The more she thought about it, the more indignant the little girl became.

Even a rabbit will bite when cornered!

The little girl gritted her teeth, put her hands on her hips, and looked like she was about to explode.

"Qingjun".

Zhiwei glanced at the little girl silently. Her eyes were clear and bright, but devoid of emotion.

That gaze was calm, yet carried a silent authority.

"Woo..."

Just a moment ago, Qingjun was loud and aggressive, like a fighting rooster. But the moment she met her senior sister's gaze, she deflated like a punctured balloon.

My senior's eyes are terrifying!!

Her eyes, which had been wide open, blinked uncontrollably twice, and then, feeling guilty, she lowered them.

I will never dare to utter another word.

I just didn't want to argue in front of outsiders and embarrass my master!

She remembered this grudge!
Damn it... Senior sister wants me to just watch her sleep in the same room as Master, right?
I will definitely repay him tenfold in the future!
The little girl has decided to turn evil!

Master and senior sister, you will definitely regret this later!
Chen Ye looked at his lively little apprentice, who had been easily "suppressed" by his eldest disciple with just a glance, and couldn't help but marvel.

It seems that in this family, there's always someone who can subdue another.

Qingjun doesn't listen to me, but she does listen to Zhiwei, while Zhiwei generally listens to me...

"Okay, it's settled."

He first addressed Mao Qingzhu, who was still in a petrified state, and said gently:
"Sister Qingzhu, why don't you take Qingjun back to their room to rest? With you here tonight, I'm sure that fox demon spirit won't dare to cause any more trouble."

Mao Qingzhu suddenly realized what was happening and sighed inwardly, "Ye Di's disciple really likes him..."

She couldn't help but glance at the older girl, whose seemingly serious face actually held a hint of joy in her eyes.

He glanced again at the little girl, who was clenching her fists and filled with righteous indignation.

"it is good."

Mao Qingzhu nodded, stepped forward, and took Qingjun's still somewhat reluctant little hand.

"Aunt Mao..."

After being held by Mao Qingzhu's little hand, Qingjun trembled and called out in a soft voice.

Although it was just an ordinary address, Mao Qingzhu's heart almost melted at this moment, and her voice was almost trembling: "Let's go, it's getting late, Aunt Mao will take you to rest."

"Oh……"

Qingjun responded sullenly. She... she originally wanted to drive Aunt Mao away, but how did she end up driving Aunt Mao into her home instead?

However, this doesn't seem so bad...

It seems that Jian Qingjun and Mao Qingzhu get along quite well.

Chen Ye also breathed a sigh of relief.

He was also worried that Qingjun and Mao Qingzhu would have a conflict.

This girl seems to have taken the wrong medicine. She used to say she liked Aunt Mao, but now she wants to drive her away!

The girl's heart is truly unfathomable to her master.

"Knowing the subtle."

He said in a matter-of-fact tone, “You must be tired after a long day. Come with me.”

"Yes... Master."

Zhiwei lowered her head, not daring to look at anyone, and only responded softly in a voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

……

Inside the bedroom.

Qingjun sat on the edge of the bed, pouting, looking at the "mother" who was making the bed for her. Her little mouth was so pouty that it could almost hang an oil bottle on it.

She didn't understand why her senior sister would suddenly turn against her.

No... it's just sleeping with Master, why go back on your word!

She couldn't understand why her master would actually let Aunt Mao sleep with her.
Master, aren't you afraid that Aunt Mao will arrest you?
"Aunt Mao..."

Qingjun had a sudden inspiration.

She jumped off the edge of the bed, walked to Mao Qingzhu's side, and tugged at her sleeve. Her phoenix eyes, which were already a little red and swollen, instantly filled with tears again, and her little face was full of grievance.

"What's wrong, Qingjun?" Upon seeing this, Mao Qingzhu quickly squatted down, pulled her into her arms, and asked softly.

"Aunt Mao, you don't know..." Qingjun rested her little head in Mao Qingzhu's soft embrace and began to complain about her master.

"We used to... have such a miserable life..."

"The house we lived in was small and dilapidated. It leaked when it rained and let in drafts when it was windy. Our master... he would give us only thin porridge every day, just watery soup, without any meat at all!"

"He also made my senior sister and me work in the medicinal herb field every day, pulling weeds and catching insects... Aunt Mao, look, my hands are all calloused!"

She stretched out her two fair and tender hands, which were completely free of calluses, and waved them in front of Mao Qingzhu.

"He's ignoring us! All he does is cultivate, going into seclusion for days on end, leaving my senior sister and me at home, so pitiful..."

By the end, she was sobbing uncontrollably, as if she had truly suffered a tremendous injustice.

“Aunt Mao,” she raised her tear-streaked face and looked at Mao Qingzhu with sincere eyes, “Master… he’s a big bad guy! You mustn’t be fooled by him! He may be nice to you today, but tomorrow he might be nice to someone else!”

"Really?" Mao Qingzhu asked hesitantly.

"It's true, it's true! Master used to bury me in the snow and let my senior sister stomp on my head! Master used to hang me up and whip me! It hurt so much."

As the little girl reminisced, a shiver ran through her body.

Eh... how come she never noticed before that her master was so wicked!
They even hung themselves up and beat them...

But little did Qingjun know that her heartfelt words were seen by Mao Qingzhu as the little girl's increasingly outrageous remarks.

How could she believe this little girl's "nonsense"?
"Brother Ye has gone too far!" Mao Qingzhu said angrily.

"Yes, yes! Someone who likes to abuse children like this is definitely not a good person. He might abuse Qingjun for the rest of his life! Qingjun suspects that Master is just afraid of beating Qingjun to death now... but when Qingjun grows up, he will definitely whip Qingjun again!"

As the little girl spoke, she began to believe her own words.

otherwise,

How do you explain why Master always carries that bone-scraping whip around his waist? It's obviously meant to be used to whip her and her senior sister!

She is so smart!
There are plenty of men in the world who enjoy whipping women!

Master must be that kind of person too!
"In that case, how about Aunt Mao takes you back to the Mao family? Afterwards, we can go back and find someone to teach your master a lesson?"

Seeing the little girl crying with snot and tears streaming down her face, Mao Qingzhu quickly and gently hugged her.
Feeling the soft, delicate body in her arms, she spoke with a mix of teasing and probing.

"!"

The little girl was startled, then slipped out of Mao Qingzhu's arms like an eel, scratching her head sheepishly.
"Actually, it's not that bad. Oh dear, Qingjun is sleepy and wants to go to sleep..."

……

Meanwhile, Chen Ye sat cross-legged, meditating with his eyes closed.

As for the eldest disciple?
She was already wearing a white undergarment and lying stiffly on the bed.

"Master, aren't you going to sleep?" "I'll cultivate a little longer..."

Chen Ye answered casually, his eyes fixed on the panel.

Name: Chen Ye

【Shouyuan: 41/168】

[Spiritual roots: gold, wood, water, fire, earth]

[Realm Level: Qi Refining Stage 8]

【功法：枯荣玄光经入门：4/10；长青功宗师：2608/3200；重身法破限：780/800：七曜养魂法大成：52/200】

【技能：百炼法大成：147/200；点玉手圆满：247/400；养气丹圆满：345/400;青澜御剑术圆满：10/400，刮骨鞭大成：100/200；厨艺圆满：390/400；去疾刀诀破限：256/800；甘霖滋养诀圆满：351/400；云雨术破限：527/800；清源化浊术圆满：328/400，庚金诀大师：1450/1600；水元盾大成：2/200；敛气术破限：310/800】

He hadn't looked at the panel closely in a long time.

Looking back now, the progress made during this period has been very significant.

The most significant advancement was in various spiritual plant techniques.

Thanks to the constant busy work in Linsong Valley these past few days,

Not only has the Cloud and Rain Technique reached its limit, but the Sweet Rain Nourishing Technique and the Purifying Source and Turbidity Technique are also nearing their limit.

Secondly, there is the art of alchemy.

His Qi-Nourishing Pill is about to reach its limit.

Ordinary Qi-Nourishing Pills, even the best ones, cannot meet Chen Ye's cultivation needs.

However, if the Qi-Nourishing Pill successfully breaks through its limits, a qualitative change will occur.

At that time, even low-grade Qi-Nourishing Pills will likely undergo extraordinary changes.

Chen Ye was very much looking forward to it.

After all, the formula for the Guyuan Pill is a closely guarded secret, and only the core disciples of Danxia Peak can master it.

Right now, he can only hope that the Qi-Nourishing Pill will help him break through his limits.

"However, should I cultivate the Evergreen Technique or the Withering and Flourishing Mysterious Light Scripture next..."

Chen Ye frowned in thought, recalling the incredible abilities of the proficiency panel, and a decision formed in his mind.
"Forget it. To continue cultivating the 'Withering and Flourishing Profound Light Scripture,' I must gather five spiritual objects; this is a strict requirement. At most, I can only max out my proficiency at the beginner level; I can't cultivate to the beginner level. Besides, the Evergreen Technique is about to reach the Profound level..."

Chen Ye knew that the grade and growth potential of the Ku Rong Xuan Guang Jing were far superior to the Chang Qing Gong.

Other cultivators would have waited until they had collected all the spiritual items before switching to the Withering and Flourishing Profound Light Scripture, even if it meant abandoning the cultivation methods they had practiced for so long.

After all, a cultivator can only practice one technique and cannot practice multiple techniques at the same time.

This is common sense. How could a person's spiritual power possibly operate several techniques at the same time?

However, the existence of the proficiency panel already defies common sense.

For Chen Ye, there is no need to have this worry.

In the proficiency panel, the level after Grandmaster is called Profound.

What is meant by "understanding the profound"? It means being versed in the mysterious principles of things.

As the saying goes, "When one's nature is empty, one enters a state of deep meditation; when one's mind is enlightened

Once one cultivates to the point of understanding the profound, one can perceive illusions and comprehend mysteries.

In other words, at this point, the cultivation of the technique has transcended the conventional circulation of spiritual energy and depends on the cultivator's understanding of the "Dao," approaching the essence of the technique.

Chen Ye was certain.

However, he still needs 600 more points of proficiency to reach the Profound level in the Evergreen Skill. If he were to cultivate every day, it would take him nearly twenty days. On the other hand, he only needs 50 more points of proficiency in the Qi Nourishing Pill, and he can break through the limit in one or two days.

"After the Qi Nourishing Pill breaks through its limit, I will take the pills while cultivating the technique. Once the Evergreen Technique reaches the Profound level, my cultivation should be able to break through to the ninth level of Qi Refining."

Chen Ye secretly planned out his next training route.

By now... my eldest disciple should already be asleep, right?
For some reason, Chen Ye felt a little guilty.

He opened his eyes and glanced at his eldest disciple.

The night was deep, and the bright moon shone coldly, its light falling like water on Zhiwei's petite and slender body.

She wore a close-fitting white undergarment, and her long, silky black hair was loosely draped behind her, reaching down to her slender waist.

The eldest disciple hugged his knees and watched him quietly.

Her delicate, porcelain-doll-like face was expressionless. Yet, her obsidian-like eyes were filled with stubbornness.

“Master, shouldn’t it be time to sleep… or is Master going to meditate all night? If so, then Zhiwei will stay with Master.” She called softly.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Chen Ye came back to his senses. He looked at his eldest disciple's feigned strength, but in reality, he was already feeling extremely wronged, and his heart softened.

He knew perfectly well that Zhiwei was just waiting for her master to sleep with her.

"Master, if you don't sleep, how dare I go to sleep first?" Zhiwei said calmly, hugging her slender legs and silently watching him.

"Oh?"

Chen Ye grinned mischievously. He stood up from the futon, stretched out his long arm, and ignoring Zhiwei's momentary look of surprise, scooped up his little disciple and held him firmly in his arms.

“Master, you…” Zhiwei was stunned.

"How could I possibly hide my thoughts from my master? Alright, alright, I've told Qingjun bedtime stories before, it's time to tell Zhiwei one too."

Ignoring her protests, Chen Ye carried her and walked a few steps to his bedside, then crawled directly into the soft, warm quilt.

"ah--"

Zhiwei felt a blur before her eyes, and the next moment she was pulled into the quilt by her master and pressed against his broad chest.

She tried to support herself against her master's chest with her small hands, raised her little face from under the covers, and bit her lower lip:

"Master! Your disciple... how could your disciple sleep on your body!"

"Don't worry, nobody knows anyway."

Chen Ye looked at his disciple in bed, smiling as he stroked her soft, dark hair.

"Go to sleep, Master will tell you a story."

“No…” Zhiwei was always very old-fashioned, and immediately shook her head.

but,
In fact, Chen Ye knew that although his eldest disciple was unhappy on the surface, he was actually very happy inside.

Chen Ye wasn't just making wild guesses.

Instead... his eldest disciple, though saying no, had already secretly wrapped his arms around his waist, practically pressing his little face against his chest.

"It's no use trying! Opposition is futile, since you can't go against your master anyway...right?"

Chen Ye said softly, "Give your disciple a way out."

"Is that so... Well, there's nothing we can do about it... Master, you're clearly an adult, but you're still like a child."

"Aren't children good? They are innocent and carefree, and they have enthusiasm for the world."

“No. If Master continues to act like a child, no one will like Master in the future.”

"Does Zhiwei not like Master?"

"Zhiwei respects his master."

"Sigh, Master thought he was quite popular with the children."

"This is wishful thinking."

"But the fact that Master likes his two disciples shows that there are still people who like children, isn't it?"

"...Master." This is...a foul!
"Alright, alright, let me tell you a story, Master. Hmm, let me think... that's it. Legend has it..."

The night is getting darker.

The girl nestled against her master's chest, listening quietly to his deep voice.

She clearly didn't want to sleep, but she felt so at ease that she wanted to sleep there for the rest of her life.

　You still need a control panel occasionally...

　　Today I added 132 free characters, which should roughly offset the character limit on the panel.

　　orz!!
　　Thank you to Young Master Ouyang's maid for the 500 coins!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)