Immortality begins with raising apprentices

Chapter 41 The Vanished Disciple

Chen Ye rushed out of the cultivation room.
His elbow accidentally hit the door frame hard, making him gasp in pain.

But he couldn't care less about any of that.

Look around.

The old plum tree swayed against the window paper in the wind, making a rustling sound.

A cool breeze swept through the empty hall, bringing with it the fragrance of plum blossoms.

Normally, this would be a pleasant afternoon.

"Zhiwei! Qingjun!"

Chen Ye lifted the neatly folded quilt and, still disbelieving, peered under the bed.

How could his two big little bundles of joy just disappear!

The charcoal fire in the copper basin was still burning, and half a bowl of meat soup sat on the table.

Chen Ye reached out and touched it; the meat soup was still warm.

“They just disappeared… but they don’t dare to go out normally, and they’re not familiar with the people in the neighborhood.”

"Could it be that they escaped? No, if they wanted to escape, they would have done so long ago."

Cold sweat trickled down my spine.

Chen Ye's hand, gripping the corner of the table, bulged with veins, and he didn't even notice the splinter piercing his palm.

"There's another possibility: Kong Hongxuan's revenge!"

bang-

The wind slammed the courtyard gate against the wall, startling Chen Ye awake.

inside the hospital,

The footprints on the snow were messy; besides two small footprints, there was one that was clearly an adult's footprint.

Sure enough, someone else broke into his house!
But I've been cultivating in the cultivation room the whole time, so why haven't I heard any noise outside...?

Do not,
My disciples are just two children; anyone with ulterior motives could easily abduct them without a sound.

Moreover, once he enters a meditative state, he becomes completely focused and easily overlooks minor external noises.

Chen Ye's gaze followed the footprints on the ground, leading directly to the water-avoiding street outside the courtyard.

While trying to find some clues, his eyes suddenly met those of a rogue cultivator standing in the distance.

This person was none other than Gao Ming!
In the past, I followed Zhang Laodao in an attempt to capture him and bring him back to Donggou Valley.

Gao Ming looked flustered, his eyes darting around, and he hurried along.

"Stop!" Chen Ye shouted, catching up with Gao Ming and grabbing his shoulder with his five fingers like claws.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, I was merely following orders that day; I didn't mean to make things difficult for you," Gao Ming quickly said.

But Chen Ye had already noticed his guilty look.

Chen Ye gripped his shoulder tighter, his voice almost squeezed out of his throat:

"Don't try to change the subject. Where's my disciple? What are you doing here?"

That guy has a really strong grip!
Gao Ming felt as if his shoulder was about to be crushed by his grip, and his throat bobbed:
"Fellow Daoist Chen, let go! I don't understand what you're saying."

His hand quickly reached for the hilt of the sword, revealing a ruthless intent.

"call out!"

The next moment, a golden light flashed across Gao Ming's palm.

Blood gushed forth, splashing across the sky.

"what!"

Gao Ming clutched his wrist, screaming in agony as his fingers bled profusely and convulsed uncontrollably.

Chen Ye kicked him in the stomach again.

The kick was powerful and heavy, causing Gao Ming to curl up in the snow, convulsing, his stomach cramping, and blood gushing from the corner of his mouth, staining the snow a dark red.

Chen Ye stepped on Gao Ming's intact left palm, the sole of his boot grinding against his knuckles.

Under the blessing of the Body-Strengthening Technique, the knuckles emitted a cracking sound that made one's teeth ache.

His face was cold and hard: "Say it again, where is my disciple?"

Chen Ye showed no pity.

Since that snowy night when he smashed and killed Zhang Laodao, he was no longer the fearful and anxious corporate slave he once was.

Gao Ming's throat gurgled, and his eyes almost bulged out of their sockets.

His face contorted uncontrollably from the severe abdominal injury.

But he dared not resist any longer. For a golden glint was already hovering over his throat!
The Geng metal energy is incredibly fast! It's even three points faster than before!

"Chen Ye! This is a market town. If you dare to kill me, you'll never live!" Gao Ming struggled hoarsely.

The market town, under the protection of the Lingyin Sect, prohibits fighting.

Chen Ye closed his eyes slightly, just as Gao Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

A jet-black iron sword suddenly appeared above the top of his head.

"Do you remember how Old Zhang died?" Chen Ye sneered, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

"Are you crazy?! Do you really want to perish together with me?"

Gao Ming's pupils contracted, and fear appeared on his face.

Chen Ye bent down and pulled up his hair, making him face him: "One last time, where is my disciple?"

“I…I really don’t know! I was just following Master Kong’s orders to find you. It just so happens…it just so happens that I saw you on Bishui Street.”

The cold, sharp edge of the iron sword cut a bloody gash on Gao Ming's forehead. He nearly screamed, tears streaming down his face.
"I truly didn't know! Fellow Daoist, please have mercy! I still have a wife and children at home!"

His words were heartfelt and sincere.

But Chen Ye would never listen to his nonsense.
I noticed Gao Ming acting suspiciously earlier; it turns out he was indeed sent by Kong Hongxuan to monitor him!
Chen Ye bit his cheek, his usually gentle and calm face revealing a hint of ferocity.

"Master?"

At this time.

The little girl called out weakly, her voice still childish.

Chen Ye was momentarily dazed, initially thinking it was his imagination, and turned around to look.

This is my own dumpling!
The black, fluffy little thing shivered in the cold wind.

Her long, dark hair, reaching her calves, was blown by the wind, enveloping her slender body.

Beneath her fluttering bangs, her dark eyes, usually as cold as an icy lake, were staring intently at him.

There seemed to be some confusion, some bewilderment, and some unease.

“Zhiwei…” Chen Ye was stunned.

"Sister! Why have you been outside for so long? Has Master finished his cultivation?"

From the neighbor's yard came Qingjun's shouting again.

At the same time, there was Lin Qiongyu's indulgent laughter:
"Oh dear, then I'll take you back later, so Senior Chen won't worry. Little girl, come visit more often, Mimi really likes you."

"I like Miwoo too!" the little girl exclaimed happily.

It turned out they had gone to their neighbor's house.

Chen Ye opened his mouth, but before he could speak.

Zhiwei glanced at him in a panic, bit her lower lip, and fled back to her neighbor's house in small steps.

That's right, it's 'escape'...

Chen Ye wiped the blood from his face; it had splattered from Gao Ming's hand.

I'm afraid my current appearance is too bloody and might frighten the young lady.
"Fellow Daoist Chen... Fellow Daoist Chen, it's really a misunderstanding!"

Gao Ming burst into tears, his voice hoarse and unpleasant.

How could he dare to arrest people in the market!
Otherwise, wouldn't that be treating the Lingyin Sect as nothing?
Chen Ye silently helped Gao Ming up, not forgetting to brush off the dust for him:

"It's alright, it's good that we've talked it out."

Gao Ming forced a smile and replied repeatedly, "Yes, yes, fellow Daoist, don't worry, I won't report this to the Lingyin Sect. Let's just pretend this never happened, shall we?"

In reality, the Lingyin Sect is not like a government office in the mortal world.

Unless a major case occurs in the market, minor disputes will not be accepted even if Gao Ming files a lawsuit.

There are far too many conflicts among independent cultivators; even the Lingyin Sect cannot possibly handle every aspect of the situation.

Chen Ye gave a forced smile:
"So, I should thank Fellow Daoist Gao?"

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Gao, for capturing me and making me a medicine slave. Thank you, Fellow Daoist Gao, for monitoring me?"

Gao Ming was speechless, stammering, unsure of what to say.

He explained in a low voice, "I was given an order at the meeting, and I dared not disobey..."

Chen Ye smiled.

It wasn't because Gao Ming gave in, but because a black-haired girl was secretly watching him from inside the neighbor's fence.

He released Gao Ming:

"Therefore, Fellow Daoist Gao, you should thank me for sparing your life!"

(End of this chapter)