Junior sister, I really need to control you

"Since you are just a mortal, with the Nourishing Yuan Pill, you can make up for the deficiency, and you can cultivate for six or seven hours a day without any problems. Once you reach the second level and your foundation is stronger, you will no longer have this advantage."

"But I'm still tired!" Mu Xiaoyu exclaimed after taking several Nourishing Yuan Pills and practicing for several hours yesterday.

"But it won't kill you with exhaustion," Li Yinsheng said.

"I won't do it! I already have a hundred talismans, which is enough for me to buy lots of delicious food! I won't gamble! Absolutely not!" Mu Xiaoyu shook her head repeatedly.

"Really not going to consider it? If you win, I'll give you a lot of talisman money." Li Yinsheng coaxed patiently.

"What good is it if my senior brother gives me more? I definitely can't last five hours, and by then I won't even have a hundred talisman coins left," Mu Xiaoyu said decisively. "No matter how many talisman coins you give me, I won't gamble!"

"You won't even gamble with 10,000 taels of silver?" Li Yinsheng asked.

"No gambling..." Mu Xiaoyu's voice choked in her throat, "One...one...ten thousand coins!!!"

She lacked a concept of talisman coins; from a cultivator's perspective, she didn't know the significance of ten thousand talisman coins.

But from her own perspective, she felt as if a mountain of countless snacks and delicacies had risen from the ground before her, its circumference immeasurable and its height unmeasurable.

Alas, how perilous and lofty!

How long will it take to eat this?!

"Let's bet!" Mu Xiaoyu jumped up from the ground and showed the pale yellow talisman worth one hundred talisman coins. "Senior brother, this is my bet!"

"You've already agreed? Won't you think about it more carefully?" Li Yinsheng kindly reminded him.

Mu Xiaoyu's eyes were so firm that she seemed ready to die.

Li Yinsheng smiled slightly, patted the Qiankun bag at his waist, and dozens of talismans of different colors and sizes flew out and hovered in front of him: "These are my betting stakes, and they add up to exactly ten thousand talisman coins."

Mu Xiaoyu put away her talisman coins, glanced at the dozens of talisman pieces floating in front of Li Yinsheng, swallowed hard, and resolutely walked towards the open space where she had just practiced, leaving behind only a simple yet utterly resolute statement—

"Senior brother, let's start the timer."

……

The moon hangs high in the sky, its clear light shining brightly.

Mu Xiaoyu lay on the ground, her hair and Taoist robe soaked with sweat, which even spread from her body and dampened the surrounding ground. She stared blankly at the moon, her eyelids unblinking.

If it weren't for her flat chest heaving violently, she wouldn't look like she was exhausted, but rather like she died with her eyes wide open in disbelief.

"Congratulations, junior sister, you actually lasted for five hours. Let's go, I'll take you back to rest."

Li Yinsheng nodded in satisfaction, made a hand seal with one hand, and used his manipulation technique to lift Mu Xiaoyu up with an invisible, gentle force.

A clear, roughly human-shaped, sweaty stain was left on the ground.

“Zero…snacks…” Mu Xiaoyu’s unfocused eyes suddenly cleared a bit. “No, that’s not right…it’s talisman money…Senior brother…talisman money…”

"Don't worry, I won't renege on my debt," Li Yinsheng said. "You don't have a Qiankun bag yet, so I'll put the talisman money in your room."

In fact, in principle, disciples who have just begun their cultivation should receive a Qiankun bag from the Taoist temple.

Although the space inside is generally about the same size as a regular burlap sack, it is basically enough.

However, there is only one Qiankun bag in the entire Xuanzhen Temple right now, which is on Li Yinsheng's waist. He bought it himself after he made money, so naturally there are no extras to give to Mu Xiaoyu.

While using his magic to carry Mu Xiaoyu towards her bedroom, Li Yinsheng silently made a mental note that when he went to Baoguang Temple to shop a few days later, he should remember to buy a Qiankun bag for Mu Xiaoyu.

Reaching the bedroom, Li Yinsheng pushed open the door and used his magic to place Mu Xiaoyu on a rattan recliner in the room.

"Senior brother..." Mu Xiaoyu lay on the recliner, feeling soreness, numbness, swelling, pain, and heaviness all over her body. She didn't want to move at all. "Put me on the bed, I want to sleep, sleep..."

“You’re soaked to the bone, how are you going to go to bed? You’ve only been practicing for two days and you think you’re immune to all diseases and colds?” Li Yinsheng shook his head. “Lie down for a while, let the sweat dry, and then go to bed.”

After saying that, Li Yinsheng looked at the ironwood bathtub in the corner of the room.

He made a hand seal with one hand, still using the art of controlling objects.

There was a well in front of the bedroom courtyard, and the sound of rushing water came from the well. A column of water about a foot thick rose from the well, and in the air it looked like a transparent python, winding through the door and disappearing into the bathtub.

Before receiving those thirty years of cultivation, he would never have been able to perform object manipulation to this extent.

"Wow..." Mu Xiaoyu, who was already exhausted, widened her eyes slightly upon seeing this scene, and her voice barely lifted a little, "Senior brother, is this the magic of immortals?"

“This is magic,” Li Yinsheng said. “As for immortals, I have only heard of them.”

"Senior brother, could you teach me some magic too?" Mu Xiaoyu asked.

"You can only learn magic once you've cultivated the Qingxuan True Scripture to the second level," Li Yinsheng retorted.

"Oh……"

As they were talking, the bathtub was already seven or eight-tenths full.

Li Yinsheng withdrew his control over objects technique, and made more than ten hand seals. A beam of fire flew into the bottom of the bathtub, and the flames slowly burned without charcoal, heating the water in the tub.

At its peak, Xuanzhen Temple was incredibly wealthy, even its bath tubs were made of ironwood that was resistant to ordinary flames. However, since its decline, almost all of the temple's property has been sold off.

“Although you are tired now, with the profoundness of the Qingxuan True Scripture, you won’t be tired when you wake up tomorrow morning.” Li Yinsheng used his object manipulation technique to move Mu Xiaoyu to her bed and covered her with a blanket.

"I'll boil some water for you now, so you can take a bath and change your clothes when you get up in the morning."

"The water will be cold by tomorrow morning..." Mu Xiaoyu huddled in the blanket, her eyelids trembling.

As soon as she lay down on the bed, her fatigue and aches instantly turned into weariness.

"I slowly boiled the water using the Fire Wind Technique. Although this technique is a type of ordinary fire, it uses wind as fuel, so it can burn without wood and will not go out for several hours. Therefore, the water temperature should be just right by tomorrow morning."

Li Yinsheng laughed and said, "But if you're going to stay in bed, then it's hard to say."

He paused, then added, "But you can't stay in bed too long. I'll come and wake you up to practice in the morning."

"Ahhh—" Mu Xiaoyu let out a weak wail and covered her head with the blanket.

Li Yinsheng's lips curled slightly as he glanced down at the steadily burning flame beneath the bathtub—

He often lit a fire to brew medicine for his uncle, and he knew very well that before his cultivation improved, he would never let a flame burn for most of the night, even if it was just an ordinary fire.

Chapter 7 Fourteen Years of Cultivation, Miraculous Aspects

Mu Xiaoyu was in her bedroom.

"Junior sister, please rest well. Senior brother will take his leave now." Li Yinsheng said, turning to leave.

"Senior brother..." Mu Xiaoyu peeked out from under the covers and said anxiously, "Don't forget my mountain of snacks... no, my talisman money!"

"Don't worry, I remember. You'll get your share."

Li Yinsheng stepped out of the doorway and waved to close it. Before the door closed, dozens of talisman coins of varying values ​​flew in through the crack and flew to the table like swallows returning to their nests. They were neatly stacked on the table, totaling exactly ten thousand coins.

Looking at the mountain of snacks she had painstakingly earned over five hours, Mu Xiaoyu closed her eyes contentedly and drifted off to sleep peacefully.

Outside the door, Li Yinsheng, who had just taken two steps, heard the familiar, resounding sound that evoked both love and hate in his ears again, and the golden characters unfolded before his eyes.

Lord of the Cave Heaven: Mu Xiaoyu

The Aspiration for Spiritual Practice: The four essentials of spiritual practice are "Dharma, Wealth, Companion, and Place," with "Wealth" being of paramount importance! However, as the saying goes…

Cultivation Rewards:

Received 1,000 talisman coins, rewarded with one year of cultivation; (Completed)

You have received 3,000 talisman coins and a reward of three years of cultivation. (Completed)

Received 10,000 talismans, rewarded with ten years of cultivation; (Completed)

Receive 30,000 talisman coins and a reward of 20 years of cultivation;

Receive 100,000 talisman coins and be rewarded with 30 years of cultivation.

Receive 300,000 talisman coins and a reward of 50 years of cultivation.

Current savings in talisman coins: 10,100 coins

As the character "金" changed, Li Yinsheng's vision shifted, and he found himself once again standing on the white jade platform in the center of the lake.

Everything was so familiar; the full moon still hung in the sky, the moonlight was still clear, the lake was still rippling, and lotus flowers and leaves swayed and spread under the moonlight.

He had just been in this wretched place for who knows how many years yesterday!

Although the cultivation he achieved through tireless practice was equivalent to thirty years' worth of cultivation, it was still an extremely long period of time, far from actually taking thirty years.

"What kind of idiotic cheat system is this? It doesn't even have the function to decide when to claim rewards..."

Looking at the golden words on the white jade platform before him, "[The Lord of the Grotto-Heaven has accumulated a certain amount of talisman money, and has partially achieved his cultivation goals. This time, he is rewarded with fourteen years of cultivation. Please cultivate and claim it yourself]," Li Yinsheng gritted his teeth and sat down cross-legged.

He had anticipated this outcome before giving his junior sister the money, but he desperately needed to improve his cultivation, so he had no choice but to return to this godforsaken place to continue his training.

My current cultivation level is still insufficient. Whether it's achieving a grade B or higher in the Dao Examination or obtaining 300,000 talisman coins within a year, I'm still far from it.

"Try to look on the bright side..." Li Yinsheng looked up at the moon, his gaze empty, trying to comfort himself, muttering to himself.

"Last time it was thirty years, this time it's fourteen years, this time the sentence is less than half of last time... Haha... Hahahaha... Hahahaha..."

……

As dawn broke, in a corner of Xuanzhen Temple, in front of Uncle Jiang's room.

Li Yinsheng raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in, nephew."

Li Yinsheng pushed open the door and entered. The woman on the soft couch inside was only wearing a plain white dress and holding a book in her hands. She was still pale, but her eyes were still bright and alert.

Although she is now more frail than an ordinary person, she is still a former immortal and retains a certain otherworldly air.

"Come sit down," she said, placing the book face down on the inside of the soft couch and patting the empty space beside it. "You always have to tell me before you come over. Why be so polite?"

Li Yinsheng sat down beside the soft couch and said sincerely, "Uncle-Master, I'm actually more comfortable sitting in a chair, since chairs have backrests."

Uncle Jiang rolled his eyes at him, didn't respond, but simply stretched out his wrist: "It's time for recuperation again. My sickly body will have to trouble you again, nephew."

Li Yinsheng placed his hand on her wrist, and his powerful magic flowed into her meridians.

Not only has Uncle Jiang's cultivation been completely destroyed, but he also suffers from many hidden injuries and old ailments, presenting him with numerous problems.

For example, if one cannot retain qi and blood, one will be weak all day long; and if one's vital energy is shallow, one will suffer from insomnia and excessive dreaming...

Therefore, he would regularly use his magic to help his uncle nourish his body. Although it was difficult to cure, at least it would prevent his uncle's condition from worsening.

"Hmm..." Uncle Jiang lay half-reclined on the soft couch and hummed softly, "It seems that my cultivation has improved again, and my magic power is also... becoming more and more refined."

Li Yinsheng did not answer, focusing instead on helping her with gentle care and conditioning.