My Text-Based Cultivation Game

The Fourth Elder was unaware that there exists something called a cheat code.

There is a type of person called a "cheating expert".

Seeing Yunyang holding a low-grade spiritual weapon in his hand as if it were a tree branch picked up from the roadside, while shouting something like "Here comes Old Sun," the Fourth Elder suddenly felt a bit of a headache.

Aren't you surnamed Yun?

My new disciple seems to be a little off.

What's worse, this new disciple, who's not exactly mentally sound, has an abnormally high level of talent...

Outstanding to an excessive degree.

The Third Elder, standing to the side, was also pondering to himself.

Looking back, my senior brother seemed to be the same way, always acting without any sense of propriety, but his talent was far beyond that of ordinary people.

is not it……

Should I be a little less serious like them?

Wang Boqi, standing behind the Third Elder, felt a growing unease as he watched the Third Elder deep in thought.

For some reason, I suddenly have a feeling that my familiar teachers are leaving me.

"Never mind, never mind."

The Fourth Elder was also a straightforward person. He decisively chose to act according to his own logic and then put his arm around Yunyang's shoulder.

"Although you're a little off your mind, it's alright. Go drink three hundred cups with your master, and maybe after you're completely drunk, your brain will return to normal!"

After saying that, he grabbed Yunyang's shoulder and forcefully lifted him into the air.

"Wait a minute! Mu Xue!"

However, Yunyang's cries were to no avail. Yunyang's combat strength surpassed that of cultivators of the same level, but it was still wishful thinking to think that he could resist a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Otherwise, why bother with a master? I'll just ask the Xuantian Sect directly if this melon is guaranteed to be ripe!

Watching the Fourth Elder fly away, the Third Elder also let out a long sigh.

It's hard to say that a drunkard's brain is functioning normally.

Damn it, we just helped our sect a few hundred years ago when it was on the verge of collapse, and now this bunch of mentally unstable people have appeared. I don't think this sect is saved!

but……

Although that kid's mind is not normal, his Daoist partner is exceptionally insightful, and his understanding of the path of cultivation is so profound that even I, a Nascent Soul cultivator, can gain new inspiration from his insights.

Of course, most importantly, she is mentally sound!

He is a promising talent.

The Third Elder looked at Su Muxue, who was standing in the crowd below the stage watching Yunyang disappear into the horizon. He lightly touched the ground with his toes and descended from the sky. He used his spiritual energy to separate the bustling outer disciples below the stage and slowly landed in front of Su Muxue.

"Su Muxue, I wish to take you as my disciple. Are you willing?"

……

"My disciple, don't be fooled by your third master uncle's diligent and meticulous management of the sect's affairs. He may seem very serious, but he was actually quite flamboyant when he was young."

As the Fourth Elder flew away from the secret realm with Yunyang, speeding through the sky above the Xuantian Gate, he seemed to have thought of something, and a look of reminiscence suddenly appeared on his face.

"Before entering the path of immortality, your third senior uncle was a rich young master who spent his days fighting cocks and walking dogs, without any proper conduct. Even after entering the world of cultivation, he couldn't shake this bad habit. He loved luxury and was lazy in cultivation, until later..."

At this point, a trace of sadness appeared on the Fourth Elder's face, and then he fell silent.

Hey, you short-circuit dog!

"and then?"

Yunyang asked the question decisively.

"Hey, you unfilial disciple!" The Fourth Elder gave Yunyang a flick on the forehead. "Can't you see your master is grieving? And you still dare to ask?"

Ouch, that hurts!

Yunyang touched his head and gasped, then looked up at the Fourth Elder.

Hey, you're quoting me out of context and you still think you're right?

"Just ask, just ask."

"Unfilial son!"

"Just ask!"

"Unfilial son!"

"Just ask!!!"

"Unfilial son!!!"

In the end, the Fourth Elder still didn't say anything, and the two of them bickered all the way to a tall mountain peak in the inner sect.

Stretching for thousands of miles, towering into the clouds, the surrounding mountains appear shorter in comparison.

Anyone who didn't know better would think this was the main peak of the Xuantian Sect.

"Is this the main peak?"

"Are you a member of my Xuantian Sect? You don't even know my mountain peak? This is Chunyang Peak."

"Pure Yang Peak?"

Yunyang instinctively looked to the side, then suddenly remembered that he had been forcibly brought here, and his "Su Muxue" brand personal pet had not come with him.

Oh no! The search engine is down!

We can only ask the "Four Elders" temporary little... old elf.

"Is our Chunyang Peak all men?"

"Otherwise? Guess why he's called Chunyang?"

Yunyang scratched his head. "Um, could you make an exception and take on a female disciple?"

"Heh." The Fourth Elder chuckled teasingly, "What? You want that little girl you're with to also join Chunyang Peak?"

"Um...that's true."

There's absolutely no other reason; it's just that I'm really not used to not having my personal Pokémon with me.

The Fourth Elder waved his hand and said, "We, the people of Chunyang Peak, are all body cultivators, so it's not suitable for that little girl. But you don't need to worry. She has considerable talent and will find a place for herself. You don't need to concern yourself with her."

Alright, we've arrived.

With Yunyang in tow, the Fourth Elder landed in the mountains. Despite the high altitude, the physical law of Blue Star, which states that the higher the altitude, the colder it gets, does not apply here.

The mountain was still lush and green, with trees in full bloom, and the temperature was a comfortable 20 degrees Celsius.

The two landed on a path, and after taking two more steps, pushing aside the thick bushes that were almost covering the path, Yunyang saw a small house.

There was also an unidentified spherical barrier surrounding the cabin.

With a wave of his hand, the unknown barrier vanished as if melting away ice and snow.

The barrier had just disappeared when a refreshing fragrance wafted out.

The fragrance, like a jade hand, wafts through one's nostrils, enticing one's senses.

"It smells so good!"

"Hahaha!" The Fourth Elder laughed smugly, "These are all the finest brews I made and kept. I usually can't bear to drink them, but today I'm in a good mood, so let's have a good time..."

Wait a minute!

The Fourth Elder darted forward and grabbed Yunyang by the collar, who had already run to the front of the hut and was about to climb through the window.

"Can't you just use the door?"

"It's far from the gate," Yunyang said matter-of-factly.

Far……

The Fourth Elder glanced at the small house in front of him, then turned to look at the path behind him.

Indeed, the path turned a corner before leading to the cottage's front door, and judging from where we came from, the straight-line distance to the window was closer than to the front door...

What the hell!

You are a Foundation Establishment cultivator, not an old mortal in his seventies or eighties. Is it really that difficult for you to take a few more steps?