Junior sister, I really need to control you

Moreover, powerful monsters are rare, making it impossible for him to endlessly grind monsters like in Legend of Mir.

If the junior sister were to deal with the monsters she encountered on her own, the reward for each encounter would be higher, but the efficiency would not be high, and the battles would consume both mana and stamina, so she could only fight a few battles a day.

Of course, he could combine the two: let his junior sister hunt monsters normally, but he could also capture some powerful monsters for his junior sister to collect kills.

Anyway, taking down enemies doesn't consume too much magic power or physical strength. At most, some monsters are too strong, and even if they are beaten to the point of near death, it's not easy for my junior sister to break through their defenses.

Ultimately, however, neither method yields a significant amount of time for cultivating magical arts.

Today I only gained a total of seventy days of spell training time, which is just over two months.

Although strictly speaking, it only took half a day today, and the monsters will become more numerous and stronger in the future, it was still too inefficient.

Even if he gains four or five months' worth of time to cultivate magic every day in the days that follow, it will only be seven years after the fifteen days are over.

It wasn't a long time, but it wasn't short either; it was just enough for him to master the Two Elements Dividing Light Sword.

It should be noted that the Xuan Sha Xiong Xiang Sword, when mastered to a certain extent, requires persistent practice and is far more complex and difficult than the Liang Yi Fen Guang Sword.

After all, this is a superior killing sword technique that even a sword cultivator like my uncle can use as a killing move. It is definitely not something that can be mastered in just a few years.

How can I gain more time to practice spells?

Logically, we should let our junior sister perform even better, but her performance is limited by her current strength...

Li Yinsheng's head was getting more and more sore from thinking about it.

To be honest, although my junior sister has only been cultivating for four months, her strength is already quite good compared to other disciples of the same age.

In terms of cultivation, her Qingxuan True Scripture is close to the fourth level, and she has been cultivating for seven or eight years.

Many disciples with average talent enter the temple at the age of seven or eight to start learning scriptures and begin cultivating at the age of ten. By the time they are nearly twenty, if they are lazy, they have only accumulated about seven or eight years of cultivation.

Of course, if one doesn't slack off, that would be ten years of cultivation, equivalent to the level of entering the fourth level of the Qingxuan True Scripture.

However, the ordinary disciples cultivate common, mainstream techniques, which cannot compare to their junior sister's Qingxuan True Scripture. Even if they have ten years of cultivation, their magical power is actually not as good as their junior sister's, who cultivates the Qingxuan True Scripture.

The Qingxuan True Scripture not only produces higher quality magical power, but its third level's effect of widening the dantian meridians and making magical power even more profound is also remarkable.

In terms of techniques, Junior Sister's Yin-Yang Dividing Light Sword is also a rather good sword technique, which is not something that ordinary disciples can learn.

Moreover, with the help of the White Rainbow Sword, her seventeen sword beams were already a level that most of her peers could only dream of.

Moreover, there is the Xuan Sha Xiong Xiang Sword, a superior sword technique for killing.

In terms of external objects, the Cold Leaf Sword is a low-grade magic weapon. Normally, not many ordinary cultivators of her age would own a second-rate magic weapon.

In summary, while my junior sister's strength may not be on par with those geniuses among her peers, it far surpasses that of ordinary people.

At least Wu Mingke and Lu Kuan, who are two or three years older than her and both quite diligent in their cultivation, are inferior to her in terms of actual combat strength.

However, the cultivation aspirations and tribulations issued by the grotto-heavens were increasingly bizarre.

Whether it's the Shaoyang Dao Examination a year from now or the current tribulation of cultivation, my junior sister's current strength is not enough to handle it.

"What other method could I use? If I get some high-level talismans and give them to my junior sister so she can use them to kill enemies, would that count as a compliment to her?"

Li Yinsheng frowned in thought.

In fact, he already had some talismans from Huanghe Temple, and his junior sister also had talismans given to her by Qi Jiushan. However, these were not high-grade items, just ordinary ones.

Especially the talismans that Qi Jiushan gave him, which he had drawn himself, were not even as good as ordinary ones.

Li Yinsheng even doubted whether those talismans could be used properly.

The people who guard the temple should sell more powerful talismans, but they probably won't be cheap...

Just as Li Yinsheng was thinking of Shouyi Temple, a thought struck him. In the distance, a flying boat covered with red and gold cinnabar runes entered his spiritual sense range and headed straight for the mountain peak.

The flying boat was decorated with rather profound restrictions, some of which even seemed capable of slightly resisting and alerting a real person's divine sense.

Therefore, Li Yinsheng did not investigate too deeply, but just by looking at the Taoist robes of the people on the deck, he knew that this was the flying boat of Shouyi Temple.

"It seems that the deputy abbot of Shouyi Temple, whom Fellow Daoist Qi mentioned, has arrived with those disciples who are just trying to freeload." Li Yinsheng's heart stirred slightly, and he shook his head.

There's a reason why Shouyi Temple has a bad reputation among all the Taoist temples. It's one thing for them to act ostentatiously in normal times, but they also act so ostentatiously when they come to beg for alms. No one could tolerate that.

The airship was extremely fast; in just a moment, it became visible to the naked eye.

Even the young man from Huangzhu Temple, who was dissecting a stag, noticed that when he looked up at the flying boat that was approaching from afar and heading straight for the summit, his face showed undisguised indignation.

"That flying boat belongs to Shouyi Temple, right?" Wu Mingke scoffed. "It's covered in cinnabar inscriptions; only they would be so arrogant."

"It's just drawing some cinnabar inscriptions on your own flying boat, what's so arrogant about that?" Lu Kuan asked, puzzled.

“Shouyi Temple monopolizes the cinnabar trade among many Taoist temples under the lineage, causing countless temples a headache over cinnabar,” the young man from Huangzhu Temple said coldly. “But they would rather use cinnabar to decorate flying boats than sell more to other Taoist temples.”

"Can't we refine cinnabar ourselves?" Mu Xiaoyu asked.

“It is possible, refining cinnabar itself is not particularly difficult,” Wu Mingke shook his head and said, “The problem is that Shouyi Temple does not allow it. Whichever family refines cinnabar will be targeted. Forget about selling it to others, they can’t even refine it for their own use. They have to buy it from them!”

As they spoke, the flying boat had already passed overhead and headed straight for the summit.

By the time the young man from Huangzhu Temple had removed all the valuable parts from the stag, it was already dark, and the flying boat from Shouyi Temple had long since landed on the summit and disappeared from sight.

"Is everything packed?" Li Yinsheng asked as he walked over.

"Greetings, senior!" The three quickly stood up and bowed.

Although Li Yinsheng was quite easygoing throughout the journey, they were all well-versed in the proper etiquette of respecting elders and superiors in their respective Taoist temples.

Although Li Yinsheng looked only a few years older than them in appearance, and the young man from Huangzhu Temple might even be about the same age, the difference in their cultivation levels was undeniable, so how could they dare to be disrespectful?

"Judging from the sky, today's patrol should be over. Let's go back," Li Yinsheng waved his hand and summoned Fu He. "Get on, I'll give you a ride."

Holding Li Yinsheng's hand, Mu Xiaoyu took the lead and jumped onto the talisman crane.

In the afternoon, she asked her senior brother if she could use the talisman money to buy some of the limited-edition Lian Shi (a type of medicinal herb) sold at Huangzhu Temple. Her senior brother said she could buy as much as she wanted, as she could eat as much Lian Shi as possible.

So now she can't wait to go back and buy some.

If you go too late, they might be gone!

The other three carefully boarded the crane, looking rather reserved.

The crane took off and flew towards the rest area.

……

A moment later, Fu He landed in the rest area.

Wu Mingke and the other two on the crane jumped down in a rush, their knees trembling slightly.

The crane flies extremely fast and steadily, and does not experience any discomfort from bumps or swaying.

But for the three who were experiencing such speed for the first time, the speed itself was enough to make them feel a little scared.

Mu Xiaoyu, having become accustomed to Li Yinsheng's flying sword and talisman crane, did not experience this psychological pressure.

After landing, she greeted Li Yinsheng, then leaped off the crane and headed straight for the place where training materials were sold.

Right there on the main road separating the male and female dormitories in the rest area, there was a large flag with a temporary stall underneath, where practice materials were neatly arranged.

However, at this moment, only half of those training materials remained.

"Phew, thank goodness you got here quickly!" Mu Xiaoyu ran over excitedly, waving a handful of talisman coins. "I want all the training materials here!"

The female cultivator behind the stall smiled slightly: "Each person can only buy five per day."

Mu Xiaoyu hung her head, disappointedly handed over five hundred talismans, and picked up five coins.

It turns out that the limited quantity not only means a limited total number sold each day, but also a limited number that each person can buy.

Mu Xiaoyu was holding five practice stones in her hands, about to go back and share them with her senior brother.

"I want all of these training materials, and I'll wrap them all up!" a somewhat shrill voice rang out.

The one who spoke was a female cultivator dressed in the robes of Shouyi Temple. She looked to be in her early twenties, with an ordinary appearance, but her expression subtly revealed a hint of meanness.

"Give up, fellow Daoist. Each person is limited to five purchases," Mu Xiaoyu reminded her from the side.

The nun from Huangzhu Temple behind the stall smiled and nodded.

"I'm buying these for my fellow disciples," the female cultivator from Shouyi Temple said, staring at the female cultivator without even looking at Mu Xiaoyu. "There are thirty-four left here. I have seven fellow disciples, so including me, we need to buy forty in total. You don't have enough!"

"I'm sorry, fellow Daoist, the cultivator must be present in person to make the purchase." The female cultivator from Huangzhu Temple gave a polite, apologetic smile.

The female cultivator from Shouyi Temple immediately raised her eyebrows: "Are you even being reasonable?! You won't even let me buy things for my fellow disciples?!"

The female cultivator from Huangzhu Temple pursed her lips and politely explained, "I'm sorry, fellow Daoist, but we really don't have any rules to help fellow disciples make purchases."

"Look carefully, I am from Shouyi Temple! I am Fu Shuo, the direct disciple of Steward Yang of the Zhenyan Hall of Shouyi Temple! Direct disciple, do you know that!" The female cultivator surnamed Fu said aggressively.

Seeing the Taoist robes worn by the other person, which were different from those of ordinary disciples of Shouyi Temple, the female cultivator from Huangzhu Temple hesitated for a moment before forcing a smile and saying, "Since you are a fellow Daoist of Shouyi Temple, then we can make an exception..."

The female cultivator surnamed Fu nodded in satisfaction.

"You just need to show me the Dao Certificate of the fellow disciple you wish to purchase the training manual for me to record. If you don't have it with you now, I can record your Dao Certificate first, and then I'll provide the other Dao Certificates later..."

Before the female cultivator from Huangzhu Temple could finish speaking, the female cultivator surnamed Fu suddenly flew into a rage and shouted in a shrill voice, "What do you mean! Are you suspecting me of pretending to help my fellow disciples buy training materials?"

The female cultivator from Huangzhu Temple was taken aback by her shout, and instinctively shrank back, unsure of what to say.

Having watched the whole thing from the sidelines, Mu Xiaoyu couldn't help but ask, "Doesn't having the Dao Certificate prove that you bought it for your fellow disciples?"

The female cultivator surnamed Fu immediately glared at Mu Xiaoyu: "Where did you come from, you lowly cultivator? Which Taoist temple are you from!"

“I’m from Xuanzhen Temple,” Mu Xiaoyu said.

"Xuanzhen Temple?" The female cultivator surnamed Fu was taken aback, then seemed to realize something, and sneered at Mu Xiaoyu, "That's perfect, I'll buy the training materials you have too!"

Before Mu Xiaoyu could say anything, she raised her hand and swept all five Refined Stones from Mu Xiaoyu's hand into her own.

"Here's your money." The cultivator surnamed Fu casually tossed Mu Xiaoyu a hundred talismans.

Mu Xiaoyu didn't even glance at the talisman coins thrown at her. Her face was full of anger as she glared at the female cultivator surnamed Fu and said seriously, "Those are my cultivation coins! I'm not selling them, give them back to me!"

"You're asking for death! How dare you, a lowly cultivator from a down-and-out Taoist temple, yell at me!" The female cultivator surnamed Fu sneered, making a hand seal with one hand.

A sharp aura emanated from her, and the cinnabar runes on her Taoist robe glowed faintly, enhancing this aura.

Unaware of what kind of magic this was, Mu Xiaoyu, who was directly enveloped by this aura, felt a heaviness all over her body, and a sharp pain, as if being pricked by needles, spread from her scalp to her fingertips.

"You...are being unreasonable..."

Despite the immense pressure, Mu Xiaoyu stepped forward, enduring the stinging pain, and glared at her through gritted teeth.

The female cultivator surnamed Fu looked at Mu Xiaoyu with a cold smile.