Junior sister, I really need to control you

She was a direct disciple of Shouyi Temple, and her cultivation was far superior to that of the girl in front of her. She had even suppressed the girl with magic, yet the girl still dared to talk back!

Then I'll give it my all and see how long you can hold out!

As the woman surnamed Fu was about to increase her magical power, she suddenly felt an immense pressure, as if a mountain had fallen, crash down on her.

Without any warning, the cultivator surnamed Fu, who had been suppressing Mu Xiaoyu with the aura he had been gathering with magic, suddenly collapsed to the ground, his forehead slamming heavily into the soil.

In an instant, she felt that she had completely lost control of her body and magic. The enormous force that came from the sky pressed her to the ground like a millstone, making her bones crack and her internal organs squeeze against each other.

Every inch of her body ached, but under such immense force, she couldn't even let out a scream; she could only exhale gasps.

The five magic stones she had snatched from Mu Xiaoyu had slipped from her hand when she was slapped to the ground, but instead of falling, they traced a smooth arc in the air and flew into the hand of a black-robed cultivator who was walking slowly towards her.

A voice that seemed capable of shattering the internal organs of the cultivator surnamed Fu crashed into her mind.

"I was just wondering too, where did this lowly cultivator come from, daring to bully the people of my Xuanzhen Temple?"

The sound was like thunder, booming in the mind of the cultivator surnamed Fu.

Although her face was buried in the soil, blood still gushed from her eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and other orifices, mixing with the soil below.

"Senior brother!"

Upon seeing Li Yinsheng approaching, Mu Xiaoyu's eyes lit up. She quickly ran over, grabbed Li Yinsheng's arm, and pointed at the Fu surname cultivator lying on the ground: "She bullied me!"

"Yes, I know." Li Yinsheng handed the training material back to Mu Xiaoyu, placed his palm on the top of her head, and gently stroked it.

He didn't look at the female cultivator surnamed Fu lying on the ground; he simply used his manipulation technique to apply just the right amount of crushing force.

His attention was focused on the new gold lettering that appeared before him.

[Aspiration for self-cultivation: Never underestimate a young woman's poverty!]

Because of his status as the master of the grotto-heaven, he attracted malicious attacks from the direct disciples of the Shouyi Temple. However, this malice did not come from just him, but from the entire Shouyi Temple.

The Lord of the Grotto-Heaven is not yet powerful enough and needs to temporarily avoid the limelight. But fortunes change every thirty years, so never underestimate a young girl's potential!

Within three years, the Lord of the Grotto-Heaven will do everything in his power to return today's humiliation to Shouyi Temple!

This training program will last for three years, after which it will be closed.

Cultivation Rewards:

Defeating any formal disciple of the Shouyi Temple will reward you with one year of cultivation.

Defeating any disciple of Shouyi Temple will reward you with three years of cultivation.

Defeating a direct disciple of the Renyi Shouyi Temple will reward you with ten years of cultivation.

Defeating any deacon of Shouyi Temple will reward you with thirty years of cultivation.

Defeating the deputy abbot of the Shouyi Temple will reward you with fifty years of cultivation.

Defeating the Abbot of Shouyi Temple will reward you with seventy years of cultivation.

[Defeat Renyi Shouyi Zhenren and be rewarded with a hundred years of cultivation]

Chapter 62 Deputy Viewer

Bamboo Forest Peak, the rest area for patrolling disciples.

Gently stroking his junior sister's head, Li Yinsheng looked at the golden characters before him, his heart stirred slightly.

Judging from the description of this cultivation journey, the direct disciple of Shouyi Temple who snatched the training material from his junior sister on the ground is not simply someone who is used to being domineering.

She harbored malice towards Xuanzhen Temple, and this malice likely stemmed from the entire Shouyi Temple.

Otherwise, the triggered cultivation ambition wouldn't have directly listed the entire Shouyi Temple as a target, allowing the junior sister to take down everyone in Shouyi Temple, from formal disciples to True Persons.

Li Yinsheng had long known that Shouyi Temple coveted the spiritual veins of Xuanzhen Temple, but he certainly hadn't expected it to be this extreme.

Is it really necessary for the entire Shouyi Temple to harbor ill will towards Xuanzhen Temple?

Xuanzhen Temple doesn't seem to have any long-standing grudges with Shouyi Temple, does it?

Li Yinsheng frowned, raised his hand and pointed, lifting the female cultivator surnamed Fu, who was almost crushed by the object manipulation technique, and suspending her a foot off the ground.

At this moment, blood was flowing from all seven orifices, her eyes were bloodshot and bulging. Feeling the immense force on her body loosen slightly, she struggled and begged for mercy: "Senior, spare...spare my life! I am from Shouyi Temple..."

"Young man, do you know about Xuanzhen Temple?" Li Yinsheng asked directly.

"I know, I know!" The female cultivator surnamed Fu nodded hastily in acknowledgment.

She was already seriously injured and under the threat of death, her mind was in chaos and she couldn't think of lying. She answered based on instinct.

"Where did you get this information?" Upon hearing her admit it, Li Yinsheng not only did not relax his control over her, but instead tightened it even more, making her bones creak.

“Zhao… Zhao, the Vice Abbot… it was Zhao, the Vice Abbot, he told us when he came…” she said repeatedly in a panic.

"What did you say?" Li Yinsheng pressed harder.

"They told us not to be polite if we encountered anyone from the Xuanzhen Temple..."

As soon as the cultivator surnamed Fu finished speaking, he felt the power in his body loosen, allowing him to catch his breath.

“If that’s the case, I should go and demand an explanation from your abbot,” Li Yinsheng chuckled, then used his object manipulation technique to grab the female cultivator surnamed Fu by the neck again. “You come with me and be a witness!”

He summoned the talisman crane from a short distance away, first letting Mu Xiaoyu board it, then comforting the frightened female cultivators of Huangzhu Temple with a few words before getting up, mounting the talisman crane, and soaring away into the sky.

He had already used his divine sense to investigate and found that the people guarding the temple did not live with the disciples of other Taoist temples.

Shouyi Temple has its own temporary residence in an area between the mountainside and the summit. The disciples who came this time, as well as the two stewards we met before, and the Vice Abbot Zhao, are all in the residence.

After being comforted by Li Yinsheng, the female cultivator from Huangzhu Temple behind the stall was no longer as panicked as before.

Seeing Li Yinsheng ride away on a talismanic crane, seemingly to seek out bad luck from the people of Shouyiguan, they immediately realized what was going on.

"No, we must report this to the steward!"

Ignoring the cultivators who had been drawn by the recent events, she gathered up the remaining training materials on her stall, cast the Armor Horse Technique on herself, and hurriedly left.

……

In the largest bamboo house in the center of Shouyi Temple's residence.

It was already dark, but several ritual lamps illuminated the bamboo house.

The steward surnamed Xu, who had been repeatedly photographed from the air by Li Yinsheng using a talisman crane, looked indignant.

"Senior Brother Zhao, tell me, isn't that brat from Xuanzhen Temple far too arrogant?" the deacon surnamed Xu said angrily. "I've been very tolerant of him, but he's taken advantage of it and humiliated me five times in one day!"

Opposite the deacon surnamed Xu was an elderly man in white robes who looked to be over seventy years old.

Although the old man's face was full of wrinkles and his hair was almost entirely white, his eyebrows and beard were a deep red like cinnabar.

The talismanic inscriptions embroidered on his Taoist robe were not vermilion, but pale gold, with a faint hint of red.

“Junior brother,” Vice Abbot Zhao frowned, making the wrinkles on his forehead appear even deeper, “according to what you said, this young man is already far superior to you in cultivation at such a young age, and he does indeed have some right to be arrogant.”

The steward surnamed Xu was speechless.

That's certainly true.

To have such skill at such a young age, it's no wonder he's so proud and arrogant.

But senior brother, this is happening right in front of me, can't you at least consider my feelings?

Seeing his junior brother's somewhat depressed expression, Vice Abbot Zhao said, "Junior brother, your cultivation level in the temple is already quite good. This person can easily suppress you, so his cultivation level may not be lower than mine."

"Although he is still quite inexperienced in terms of skills, he has such cultivation and lives in the residence arranged for him by Huangzhu Temple."

“If we were to fight him directly at Huangzhu Temple’s residence, it would probably cause too much of a commotion and provoke strong dissatisfaction from Huangzhu Temple. It would be difficult to handle the situation then,” Vice Abbot Zhao shook his head.

"Senior brother, do you expect me to swallow this?" the cultivator surnamed Xu said, looking frustrated.

"Junior brother, don't forget that we have important business to attend to on this trip. Even if it's not for the talisman money, we should still think about these training materials," Vice Abbot Zhao reminded him.

“If we go too far and push Huangzhu Temple to its limit, and it becomes stubborn and insists on driving us off this mountain, thus delaying the temple’s important affairs, then neither of us can bear the responsibility.”

"Senior brother is right, but I really can't swallow this anger... Alas!" The cultivator surnamed Xu was extremely unwilling.

"Hehe, junior brother, don't worry. I'm not asking you to swallow this insult all the time," Vice Abbot Zhao comforted him with a smile.

"Didn't he bring a female disciple with him on this trip? I have already instructed my disciples that if they encounter any female cultivators from Xuanzhen Temple, they should find a pretext to cause trouble and probe their strength."

"What's the point of testing a mere disciple with low cultivation?" the cultivator surnamed Xu asked, puzzled.

“Xuanzhen Temple has been in decline for so long and has not accepted any disciples, but now it has suddenly become unusual and has a new disciple. How can we not give it a try?” said Vice Abbot Zhao.

"Moreover, this test can also reveal Li Yinsheng's temperament, whether he will tolerate it or come knocking on our door."

“They’ll definitely come knocking on our door. This man is arrogant; he even dared to insult me, an old man, let alone a few disciples!” The deacon surnamed Xu was delighted.

When Li Yinsheng comes knocking, we can teach him a lesson.

It turns out my senior brother still intended to help me vent my anger.

Vice Abbot Zhao chuckled and said, "Junior Brother said he has an arrogant personality and is vindictive. If he comes to us because a disciple has been bullied, we can take the opportunity to teach him a lesson."

"After all, he made a mountain out of a molehill over a dispute between his disciples and juniors, causing trouble in my Shouyi Temple's territory. Even if we teach him a lesson, we will still be in the right. It will just be a matter of giving our disciples a verbal reprimand afterward."

“Absolutely, absolutely. At most, Huangzhu Temple will be secretly dissatisfied, but they certainly won’t directly expel us,” the steward surnamed Xu said with a smile.

But then he became worried: "What if that kid puts up with it?"

"That proves he's still quite cunning and calculating. Junior brother, you really have to hold your tongue. Huangzhu Temple already has a lot of grievances against us, and we can't cause too much trouble on Huangzhu Temple's territory."

Vice Abbot Zhao said solemnly.

“Alright,” said the steward surnamed Xu, “I hope that kid will come on his own.”

"By the way, senior brother, have you reported to the temple that this kid's cultivation and talent far exceeded expectations? We need to let senior brother know so we can make preparations."

He cautioned, "With that kid's talent, his lineage might not necessarily disband Xuanzhen Temple. At that point, Xuanzhen Temple's spiritual veins might..."

“I already informed the temple using a homophonic talisman,” Vice Abbot Zhao said with a smile. “How could I, your foolish brother, neglect such an important matter?”

"What did Senior Brother reply?" the deacon surnamed Xu asked.

"There has been no reply yet," Vice Abbot Zhao shook his head.

"Then..." Just as the steward surnamed Xu was about to speak again, he suddenly felt the top of his head darken.

Vice Abbot Zhao also noticed, and the two looked up almost simultaneously.

The roof is gone.