Immortality begins with raising apprentices

Chapter 27 Hibernation
"It's amazing!"

After experiencing extreme joy and sorrow, the rogue cultivator's legs trembled, and he squatted in the snow to wipe his face.

It's no wonder he was excited; for an ordinary rogue cultivator, a single spiritual flower is worth half a year's savings.

The rogue cultivator had just caught his breath when he saw the smile on Chen Ye's face.

His face flushed red, and the rough man now acted like a shy bride: "Master Chen, your skill is truly divine... I, Old Zhou, was really blind to your abilities! I deserve a beating!"

As he spoke, he slapped himself hard across the face.

One slap wasn't enough, so they tried to hit his face again.

Chen Ye quickly grabbed his wrist:

"No, no! It's all my fault. I was so focused that I forgot to tell you beforehand."

Old Zhou grinned sheepishly, showing his missing teeth.

"No, no, no! If Master Chen had explained beforehand, I, Old Zhou, would never have allowed Master Chen to continue the treatment!"

If he hadn't witnessed Chen Ye's exquisite swordsmanship firsthand, he would never have dared to let Chen Ye continue the treatment.

The weather is now extremely cold, and this delay could very well cause Mingyanhua to freeze to death.

Upon further reflection...

Old Zhou was even more grateful. This Master Chen was truly a skilled and kind-hearted doctor! He even thought of this for him!

The more Lao Zhou thought about it, the more guilty he felt.

He was too impulsive!
He trembled as he pulled a spirit stone from his inner bag and handed it to Chen Ye.

Suddenly remembering something, he took off the wine gourd he had been holding in his bosom: "This wine was brewed five years ago by me using half a spiritual fruit mixed with mountain spring water. I've been reluctant to drink it ever since... Master Chen, please don't mind, have a sip."

Its predecessor was a famous wine shop, known to everyone in the area.

Chen Ye took the still-warm wine gourd, tilted his head back and took a swig. The strong liquor burned his throat, but he wiped his mouth and smiled, "Good wine! Better than the Green Bamboo Wine from the tavern at the east end of the shed!"

Old Zhou's tense shoulders finally relaxed. He made a living in the mountains and dared not offend Chen Ye, the herb farmer.

It should be noted that the consultation fees charged by plant practitioners in the market are far higher than those charged by Chen Ye.

They saw the immense value of the medicinal herbs and, impatient as ever, made outrageous demands.

The two little girls clung to the door frame, engrossed in watching, their clear pupils reflecting the arc of a flash of inspiration.

Until Chen Ye sheathed his sword,

Zhiwei reached out and grabbed her sister by the back of her collar, quickly hiding back inside the house.

His predecessor had always forbidden them from watching him treat spiritual plants.

"Master is so amazing!"

Although Qingjun couldn't figure out what it was, she could tell from the changes in Lao Zhou and the neighbor's expressions that Chen Ye's skills were superb.

Zhiwei, unusually, did not refute: "It seems... a little."

……

"Another spirit stone has been added to the account."

Chen Ye happily put the spirit stone into his pocket.

But when he thought about how he sold the Silver Scale Flower for eighteen spirit stones, the contrast made him feel utterly disappointed.

Earning spirit stones this way is far too inefficient!
There aren't that many medicinal herbs that need treatment in the shantytown; it might take ten days to half a month to earn a spirit stone.

This was the way his predecessor made money; he had to find another way.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, you truly are a sight to behold!" He Qi exclaimed, clasping his hands in a gesture of respect, his tone now more intimate than his previous politeness.

In the dog-eat-dog world of cultivation, only by demonstrating value can one gain recognition from others.

Chen Ye's display of spiritual plant cultivation aroused He Qi's desire to get closer to him.

But Chen Ye was no different.
He climbed up the pole:

"Brother He is joking. It's just a small trick to feed a family of three. If you have any spiritual plants in the future, feel free to give them to me!"

"Not at all, we're about the same age, why call me brother? In the future, I hope Brother Chen will give me a good price! If you want to eat monster meat, you can also come to me!" He Qi laughed heartily.

As they continued to interact, their relationship grew closer.

He Qi dared to come alone from Moon Rhinoceros Lake to the Three Thousand Mountains to hunt demons, and even killed the Azure Scale Serpent. His strength must be not much different from that of a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator.

I guess I've finally found someone to rely on.

Chen Ye was in a good mood, having earned spirit stones and made connections.

As soon as Fang got home, he couldn't resist grabbing Qingjun's fluffy white head and ruffling it:

"Wait a minute, Master will make you a roasted rabbit!"

This little girl always has a sweet tooth; she'll be drooling just hearing that!

But things didn't go as Chen Ye expected.

The little girl's face turned pale instantly.
Previously, when Chen Ye touched her head, the little girl would pretend to puff out her cheeks.

Now he was trembling, his two thin legs shaking.

It looked like a frightened little rabbit.

Chen Yexin tensed up and subconsciously withdrew his hand: "Then...then we won't eat the rabbit?"

The little girl bit her lower lip, her clear black and white eyes bloodshot.

She looked blankly at Chen Ye: "Qingjun, I will listen to my master."

Chen Ye looked to his eldest apprentice for help.

My little apprentice, do you like rabbits that much?
The black-haired girl silently clutched the hem of her clothes, her dark pupils peeking out from between her bangs as she stared intently at Chen Ye:

"Master, have you been drinking?"

Chen Ye seemed to wake from a dream, covered his mouth, and breathed out a sigh of relief.

A strong smell of alcohol filled my palms.

"So, it was a stress response..."

Its predecessor was a bit strange.

When he was lucid, his attitude towards his apprentice could only be described as indifferent.

I will not be close to you, nor will I torment you.

Only after drinking does he become utterly depraved...

Qingjun looked exactly the same as when Chen Ye first transmigrated. Realizing the problem, Chen Ye quickly went to the kitchen and rinsed his mouth repeatedly until there was no more smell of alcohol.

Strange to say.

As the smell of alcohol dissipated, Qingjun's blank pupils gradually regained their luster.

She blinked belatedly, realizing what was happening: "Eat...eat rabbit?"

"If you like rabbits, then Master won't roast them?"

"I like it! No, I like eating it!"

The little girl was shaking her head and nodding at the same time, her left brain fighting against her right brain, completely unlike her previous gloomy self.

Chen Ye forced a smile, but his mood was somewhat heavy.

He then grilled the food for his apprentice right there.

A wisp of flame was plucked, and sparks flew onto the dry grass, sending up wisps of smoke.

Qingjun puffed out her cheeks and blew hard, choking and coughing.

Zhiwei silently took off her rabbit fur coat and bundled the dried firewood into a bundle, stuffing it into the fire pit.

The moment the flames shot up, they made the eyes of the two apprentices sparkle.

Chen Ye, with the frozen rock rabbit perched on the iron fork, suddenly said:
"From now on, Master will no longer drink in front of you."

The grease dripped onto the charcoal fire, making a soft sizzling sound.

The two disciples stared at the rock rabbit in unison, without uttering a word.

Perhaps she didn't know what to say, or perhaps she didn't want to believe him, or maybe she was just afraid to speak...

"Master."

The childish voice made Chen Ye's hand tremble, and he looked up expectantly.

The black-haired girl stared at the rock rabbit being roasted, the firelight shattering into countless points of light in her eyes:

"Could you show Zhiwei Master's spiritual plant technique?"

Chen Ye paused for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.

He squatted down in front of the two girls, and a cloud of mist rose from his outstretched palm, the fine drizzle reflected in the girls' pupils.

"This is the Cloud and Rain Technique, nourishing spiritual plants; this is the Healing Blade, removing illness..."

……

The weather did not improve over the next four days.

The weather was extremely bad.

Chen Ye then stopped going to the market and stayed in the warm home with his two apprentices.

During that time, he was not idle either.

Whenever there is sufficient spiritual power, Geng metal energy swirls around the fingertips to increase the proficiency of the Geng metal technique.

The remaining time was used to cultivate the three arts of spiritual plants.

It's worth mentioning that during these four days, thanks to Old Zhou's flattery, another rogue cultivator came to request a spiritual medicine treatment and received a spirit stone in return.

Meanwhile, He Qi found a miraculous herb in the Three Thousand Mountains.

However, this elixir is difficult to sell immediately; if left at home, it will gradually wither.

He then offered Chen Ye three catties of demon beast meat as payment to help take care of the matter.

It's hard to say whether this deal is profitable or not. If He Qi can't sell the elixir for a long time, Chen Ye will definitely suffer a loss.

However, appropriate exchanges of benefits can solidify relationships.

Without saying a word, he agreed.

"Phew, my progress these past few days has been pretty good. I've mastered all three of the Spirit Plant Techniques, which barely meets the minimum standard for a Spirit Plant Master."

“Every year, Lingyin Sect holds the Spirit Plant Master Assessment at the same time as the Outer Sect Grand Competition… But I heard from He Qi that the heavy snow has blocked the mountain in recent days, so Lingyin Sect has postponed the Grand Competition. Originally, we could have participated in the assessment in ten days. Now we don’t know when we will be able to wait.”

Chen Ye was initially disappointed when he heard the news.

Once he passes the assessment, he will be an officially recognized spirit plant master, and his efficiency in earning spirit stones will be far greater than doing business with acquaintances.

But then he thought again, he had only reached the standard level of mastering the three arts of spiritual plants.

A typical professional plant cultivator cannot possibly only know the three most basic plant cultivation techniques.

"It's better to wait a little longer. If I fail, I'll have to wait another year! Once I've mastered all three techniques of spiritual plant cultivation, the assessment will be a sure thing!"

Chen Ye boosted confidence and unfolded the panel:

Name: Chen Ye

【Shouyuan: 40/72】

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

[Realm: Qi Training Level 4]

[Skills: Evergreen Skill (Mastery): 80/200; Body Regeneration Technique (Minor Mastery): 77/100]

【技能：刮骨鞭小成：30/100；厨艺大成：98/200；去疾刀诀圆满：130/400；催生法大成：2/200；云雨术大成：2/200；庚金诀圆满：102/400】

Chen Ye couldn't help but sigh.

The past two weeks since I traveled here have felt like a dream.

Sometimes he would wake up from his sleep in a fright, still thinking he was on Earth.

Until I saw the two little bundles of joy sleeping soundly,

He then realized that everything in the past could only remain in his memories and could never be returned to.

Fortunately, the gradually expanding panel gave him confidence, and two apprentices helped him alleviate his loneliness.

Chen Ye touched the bulging spirit stones,
Now, he has a total of sixteen spirit stones and twenty-three spirit sands!

It's almost time to be able to rent a house for half a year in the market for eighteen spirit stones!

"Life is getting better day by day," Chen Ye said contentedly.

"Brother Chen! Something terrible has happened!"

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