Immortality begins with raising apprentices

Chapter 20 The Disciple's Secret

three days later.

In the dimly lit storeroom,
The wick of the oil lamp emitted tiny sparks, illuminating the dense engravings on the wall.

Each engraving is as clean and precise as if cut by a sharp blade.

These engravings are of varying depths.

Some of them barely left a white mark on the blue bricks.

Some are deeply embedded.

"laugh--"

A wisp of golden light spilled from his fingertips, dissipating into starlight half an inch from the wall.

Chen Ye stared at the wall surface, which was marked with deep and shallow grooves by the Geng metal energy. The deepest crack was big enough to fit half a copper coin.

He moved his aching right arm, his entire body's meridians were being ravaged by the metal-elemental spiritual energy, causing him unbearable pain, as if he were being torn apart by a thousand knives.

"Damn it, this mere low-level spell is being made to sound like a dung beetle ascending a staircase."

Chen Ye's eyes were bloodshot, and he had dark circles under his eyes, looking extremely haggard.

Under normal circumstances, Chen Ye would find it difficult to practice magic in a self-destructive manner.

But the burglary at his home was a wake-up call for him—this world is chaotic!

Although he had long understood this, it was only when it actually happened to him that he could truly feel the instability caused by the lack of order.

"No matter how much it hurts, it's better than death!"

"Come again!"

He clenched his teeth and made a hand seal; his fingers were already bleeding profusely from the cuts, the blood drying in the lines of his palms.

This time, the golden light condensed into a blade of energy about an inch long, swirling around the fingertips.

next moment,
Suddenly, the nail was driven into the blue brick!

"laugh!"

On the blue brick, there was a cut about the size of an index finger.

Sunlight spilled through the walls, carrying with it the fragrance of earth and a heavy dampness.

[Complete Mastery of the Geng Metal Formula: 1/200]

Chen Ye relaxed and eagerly moved closer to the brickwork, breathing in the cool air from outside.

He'd been cooped up inside for three days and was practically suffocating!

Chen Ye stared at the lingering golden light at his fingertips and suddenly grinned, revealing his cracked lips.

After practicing day and night for three days, I finally mastered the Gengjin Technique!
For an ordinary cultivator, it would take at least several years of arduous practice!
But its power...

This greatly disappointed Chen Ye.

The Geng Metal Technique is one of the most common low-level Five Elements spells, with mediocre power.

It only possesses a certain degree of lethality compared to other spells of the same rank.

It is said that some plant practitioners only practice the Gengjin Technique to eliminate insects.

It's very easy to learn and use.

However, it is impossible to use the metal element to condense various weapons for attack.

This is a small air blade.

The fully mastered Gengjin Technique can barely maintain its lethality and accuracy within ten steps.

To take someone's head from a hundred or a thousand paces away is something even a perfect person couldn't achieve.

"Greed knows no bounds, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant. How powerful can a low-level spell made of three spirit stones possibly be?"

Chen Ye smiled with relief and regained his confidence.

Moreover, in the panel, even perfection is just the beginning!
In addition, Chen Ye could clearly sense that
Once a spell has reached its peak, simply casting it will only increase proficiency by a negligible amount.

As the saying goes, knowledge gained from books is never truly sufficient.

To improve proficiency more quickly, you still need to practice continuously.

Just like when treating the Silver Scale Flower before, it can quickly improve the proficiency of the three spiritual plant techniques.

Chen Ye raised his middle finger, and a pale golden blade of energy once again swirled around its tip:
"Heh, the seller's show versus the buyer's show, huh? This thing is nothing more than a blade of energy condensed with metal-type spiritual power."

"However, with the perfected Gengjin Technique, taking a life within ten steps is no problem."

With a thought, he summoned the control panel.

Name: Chen Ye

【Shouyuan: 40/72】

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

[Realm: Qi Training Level 4]

[Skills: Evergreen Skill Mastery: 40/200; Body Regeneration Technique Beginner: 7/10]

【技能：去疾刀诀圆满：100/400；刮骨鞭小成：30/100；厨艺大成：15/200；催生法小成：60/100，云雨术小成：60/100；庚金诀大成：1/200】

In addition to the Gengjin Technique, he also practiced the Body Reinforcement Method.

However, the Heavy Body Technique relies on gradual accumulation for improvement, making it difficult to quickly improve proficiency through intensive practice, unlike techniques like the Geng Metal Technique.

Therefore, no major breakthroughs were achieved.

However, Chen Ye's expectations for the Heavy Body Technique were far higher than those for the Geng Metal Technique.

the reason is simple,
As long as he carries weight, he can constantly improve his proficiency in weight-bearing techniques!
These past two days, he has been sitting in the storeroom practicing the Gengjin Technique, and his proficiency in the Heavy Body Technique has increased by seven points!
Over time, I'll give him a surprise.

With that thought, Chen Ye bent down and rummaged through the miscellaneous items under the table to find a straw rope, which he then used to tie the nearly thirty-pound iron sword to his back.

The rusty scabbard brushed against the back of his neck, sending a chill down his spine.
"It's so cold... The weather is getting colder and colder."

Chen Ye stretched his limbs, wondering if it was just his imagination.

He used to feel that his legs were heavy and he could not take a step.

But after mastering the basics of bodyweight movement, his legs seemed to become a bit lighter.

[Heavy Body Technique, Proficiency +1]

"Not bad!" Chen Ye nodded in satisfaction.

It can both increase your proficiency in movement techniques and provide you with an extra weapon.

But the iron sword kept slapping his buttocks as he took a step...

Wouldn't it make us a laughingstock if we went out like this?
Chen Ye hurriedly untied the straw rope, slung the iron sword diagonally behind his back, and then tied the straw rope tightly. Only then did he stop making a fool of himself.

He touched the bone-scraping whip at his waist.

To be honest, the original owner bought this low-grade first-tier magic weapon not for self-protection, but to beat his disciple...

Even the bone-scraping whip technique is merely a skill mastered through practice; it does not belong to magic and falls within the realm of mortal martial arts.

It can cause more pain without taking lives.

That's why he didn't focus on practicing the bone-scraping whip.

Chen Ye sighed.
He didn't resent his disciples for always being wary of him; the suffering they endured was far beyond Chen Ye's imagination.

He even found it somewhat unbelievable.

Despite suffering so much torment, Qingjun remains lively, cheerful, and easy to approach.

Logically speaking, it would be normal for someone like Zhiwei to be so cold and aloof, as if she had a psychological disorder...

"But for me, the fact that Qingjun hasn't developed any psychological problems should be a good thing, right?"

Chen Ye suddenly felt uneasy. He shook his head and strode out of the storeroom where he had been in seclusion for three days.

……

"It's snowing, sister!"

Qingjun braced her elbows on the windowsill and kicked her little feet against the wall several times before finally managing to hang herself under the window.

She poked her furry head out, curiously observing the scenery outside.

outside the window.

Sparse snowflakes fluttered down, the wind rustled, and the trees swayed in the breeze.

It was reflected in the girl's clear pupils.

She was excited and thrilled.

"what!"

The black-haired girl's legs went weak, and she quickly moved a stool over, stood on it, and looked out at the snow and rain.

Her already pale face turned almost transparent, ashen and filled with despair. Her lips trembled:

"Why...why is it snowing again!"

Snowfall means the weather is getting colder.

It was the most terrifying time of the year for her and Qingjun.

One winter, if Granny Li hadn't given them a flint, she and Qingjun would have almost frozen to death at home.

Qingjun sensed the despair in her sister's tone, and tilted her little face, confused: "Sister, when it snows, we can build a snowman and have a snowball fight!"

The little girl's joy was palpable.

This was one of her rare recreational activities.

But the older girl stared blankly at her younger sister's smiling face, her eyes, hidden beneath her bangs, brimming with tears.

She hugged the white fluffy ball tightly: "It's all my fault, sister. It's all because sister didn't protect Qingjun well..."

"elder sister?"

The little girl, not understanding what was going on, laboriously reached for the stool with her tiny feet.

With a huff, she stepped onto the stool and quietly hugged her older sister.

"It's alright, Master won't bully Qingjun anymore!"

She pressed her small face against her sister's thin body, listening to her sister's rapid heartbeat.

it's wired……

My older sister is usually very calm, but she's been crying a lot these past few days, even more than Qingjun.

"No! It's all my sister's fault. She could have found a way to get the poison when the Myriad Pills Pavilion was refining pills..."

The black furball bit its lip, filled with hatred.

It was precisely at this moment that Chen Ye brought her back!

The fluffy little thing poked its head out of its sister's arms, blinking its eyes in confusion: "Eh? Poison? Is this it?"

She pulled out an oil paper package from the lining.

"Isn't this the oil paper package for osmanthus cake?" Zhiwei took it, stunned.

When she opened it, she found a lump of ointment inside, which smelled pleasant.

At that moment, the black-haired girl's vision went black, and her heart pounded wildly.

"What's wrong now? Hmm, is it snowing?"

Chen Ye pushed open the door to the storeroom and saw two little girls standing on a stool, hugging each other.

Two heads, one black and one white, were close together.

Behind them, the snow was falling lightly.

The stool under the girl's feet creaked, and Chen Ye's heart tightened when he saw it.

"It's too dangerous, this bench isn't sturdy."

Chen Ye quickly opened his arms and lifted both girls off the bench.

That's right, he's definitely stronger now and can easily carry two little girls.

He glanced at the window a few times.

Presumably to prevent others from sneaking in, the windows inside the room were set small and high, so the two apprentices had to carry stools to see the snow!

We really need to move to a new place.

The environment around here is terrible...

Chen Ye touched the spirit stone in his pocket and made a silent decision.

He noticed that his two disciples were in low spirits and suddenly sighed.

He squatted down and patted one of his apprentices' heads with one hand: "From now on, you won't suffer from the cold in winter anymore."

He looked out the window at the sparse snowflakes, his resolve unwavering.

Regardless of the weather, he must go out into the wild to practice his spells and gain more practical experience!

(End of this chapter)