Banshee Family Training Record

Yun Chu'an looked up at her. After not seeing her for many days, her cultivation level seemed unchanged, and her appearance was still as radiant as ever. Her long black hair was tied up in a bun at the back of her head, and her exquisite face was already stunningly beautiful without any makeup. Her black and white sword attire showed her competence, and the sword at her waist made her look like a sword drawn from its sheath, with a sharp and piercing aura, just by standing there.

It is captivating, yet feels like something that can only be admired from afar, not touched.

In contrast, Dongfang Yue, who was standing next to her, was equally beautiful and dressed charmingly, but she was overshadowed by her senior sister and looked like a roadside weed, making it difficult to get any attention from her.

Beside them, Feng Jian, who had been watching them, nodded slightly and smiled, "Yes, congratulations! I wish the Huai Shan family will soon have another Golden Core cultivator!"

Nie Ningshuang felt a little embarrassed by their comments. She scratched the back of her head and awkwardly laughed modestly, "Ah? No way, I won't reach the Golden Core stage that quickly. Oh dear, I'm not that amazing..."

She chuckled foolishly, crushing all the remnants of Yun Chuan's impression of her—the taciturn, noble, and aloof image—into dust, leaving not a trace.

However, even now, he still doesn't know why these people suddenly came to their house.

"Everyone," he then said, "Since you're here, why don't you come inside and have a seat? I've prepared some tea and fresh fruit these past few days, and I was worried they'd spoil before I could enjoy them."

Feng Jian smiled and nodded, saying, "Okay, thank you for your trouble."

As he spoke, he stepped forward first, and the others did not refuse, and together they entered his small courtyard, and finally went into the living room.

Yun Chu'an asked two children to help him serve tea and water to the guests, wash fresh fruit, peel and slice it, and then plate it on the table for them to enjoy.

Now that everyone is a Foundation Establishment cultivator, they don't need to eat on a daily basis, so these flavorful fruits are the only thing they enjoy.

Lao Wen picked up a slice of large, crisp pear, took a small bite, and the sweet and sour taste burst in his mouth. He immediately narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly: "Hmm, but it's been a long time since I've eaten fruit like this."

He seemed to be in a good mood. After finishing his work, Yun Chu'an sat down next to the octagonal table, looking hesitant, unsure how to ask them what they had come for.

After all, these people are all busy; they wouldn't come to the temple without a reason.

He wasn't sure how to say it, but seeing Yan Yao and Sui Sui still beside him, he said softly, "Let's go play in the back. I bought new chess pieces; they're in the back."

Yan Yao's eyes lit up, and he took Sui Sui's hand, nodded, and headed to the back.

At this moment, Nie Ningshuang suddenly spoke up: "Sigh, they can't leave yet. The next thing to talk about is them."

Chapter 384 The Disciple Snatching Arrives!

Yun Chu'an's expression shifted, and the two little girls stopped in their tracks, then stood beside him again, looking around blankly.

He picked them up, one in each arm, and held them on his lap, his expression a mix of confusion and nervousness: "What's wrong?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but wonder if the two girls had discovered that they were actually demon cultivators.

But that doesn't make sense. Yan Shuiyi should have known all along that Ye Jinglan was a ghost butterfly and a demon cultivator. Does that mean it doesn't prevent our two families from getting along well?

What is this going to do?

He waited blankly, and then he saw Nie Ningshuang turn her head to look at Yan Shuiyi. The latter did not delay and immediately said, "It is like this, Fellow Daoist Yun. After observing and getting along with them for the past few days, we have found that Yan Yao and Sui Sui seem to be exceptionally talented and have amazing comprehension. Although their cultivation is low now because of their young age, their future is limitless."

"Therefore, I hope they can join my Qingyun Sect and learn cultivation from the peak masters, so as not to waste their talents. If all goes well, given time, it is not impossible for them to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, or even the Deity Transformation stage."

Her words caught Yun Chu'an completely off guard.

What?

They went through all this trouble just to take on apprentices?

The moment this thought crossed his mind, the monk Huijing, who had remained silent from beginning to end, suddenly spoke up: "This is also what I was thinking. Yan Yao is an amazingly intelligent girl. If she were to become a disciple of the Buddha, she would surely be able to comprehend the boundless wisdom of the Buddha."

“Buddhist schools generally do not actively accept disciples, but wait for those with affinity to achieve enlightenment and leave home to enter the monastic order. However, since we have met recently, it must be fate, and this humble monk would like to try my best.”

He said this, and upon hearing it, Yun Chu'an suddenly understood.

Oh dear, they've all set their sights on Yan Yao's talent and are trying to snatch him as a disciple!

He glanced at the two girls in his arms and sighed inwardly. He hadn't expected to actually find such a gem; both of these girls were incredibly talented.

The Qingyun Sect values ​​talent highly when accepting disciples, unlike the Buddhist sect, which is actually quite lenient and believes in letting things take their course.

On the other hand, the fact that even Huijing had to step in to snatch the apprentice shows just how amazing Yanyao's talent truly is.

While he was still lost in thought, Dongfang Yue, sitting next to the octagonal table, was the first to express her displeasure.

She glanced at Huijing beside her out of the corner of her eye and couldn't help but say, "Monk, you have to admit that Yanyao and Suisui were just playing with us at the beginning. It was my senior sister who suggested early on that they could become disciples of my Qingyun Sect."

"You're the one who came later. In these kinds of things, you should at least follow the order of arrival."

She was quick-witted and sharp-tongued, so Feng Jian quickly put on a stern face and said, "Junior sister, even if it's the truth, you can't say it so bluntly!"

Lao Wen and his senior brother chimed in, saying to Hui Jing, "Master, you know my junior sister's personality. She's straightforward and outspoken. If she thinks something is true, she'll just say it without thinking. Please don't mind her!"

They worked together seamlessly. In response, Huijing clasped her hands together and murmured, "Amitabha. Being first doesn't necessarily mean having a connection, and being later doesn't mean you have no connection. Whether or not you become a disciple depends on whether Benefactor Yun agrees."

As he spoke, he looked at Yun Chu'an and said, "What do you think, benefactor? Let them become disciples of my Buddhist order, so that they will not be corrupted by worldly gossip."

Yun Chu'an couldn't help but wonder to himself, "Does this monk hold a grudge?"

Well, thinking about it, it makes sense. After all, Hua Caiyan told so many vulgar Buddhist jokes in front of him last time, it's perfectly normal for him to have psychological trauma...

Suppressing his distracting thoughts, Yun Chu'an bowed to Hui Jing and said, "Everyone, this matter is of great importance. Please allow me and my third sister to discuss it and give it some thought."

Hui Jing said, "It's alright, Fellow Daoist Yun can consider it."

Yun Chu'an put the two girls down and let them eat some fruit. Then he turned around, pulled Nie Ningshuang into the inner room, and asked in a low voice, "What exactly happened these past few days? Tell me briefly."

Nie Ningshuang lowered her head, somewhat embarrassed: "It's nothing, it's just that I was playing on the mountain with Yanyao and Suisui that day when Yanshui suddenly showed up, saying that she had promised our eldest sister that she would ask her to spar with her when she had some free time."

“I told her she wasn’t there, but she looked for you again, so I said she wasn’t there either. Then we chatted for a while, and she got really happy and suggested that we take the kids to the Qingyun Sect’s headquarters. I agreed without really thinking about it and took Yan Yao and the other girl with me.”

"So we've been there for the past few days. Several people from the Qingyun Sect really like the two children and have been teaching them spells. As a result, they learn everything very quickly—so now, the situation has become like this: Yan Shui came over in person, wanting her to become a disciple of the Qingyun Sect."

Yun Chu'an nodded: "I understand about the Qingyun Sect. What about Master Huijing?"

Nie Ningshuang added, "They are... well, this matter is also related to me."

She lowered her head, her face full of embarrassment: "Before, I was injured in my spiritual state and had been feeling listless. A few people from the Qingyun Sect saw this and wanted to help me, but they weren't very good at it, so they went to ask someone from the Buddhist sect for help."

"Then, Master Huijing came, lit the incense oil of their Buddhist temple, and then chanted a series of incantations. I was cured and broke through to the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Everyone was very happy. Unfortunately, Yan Yao was right next to me at the time. She actually memorized the incantation. As a result, the Buddhists also knew that she had such a talent."

Yun Chu'an was speechless: "My God, there's actually such a thing..."

Nie Ningshuang whispered, "I think both Buddhism and Qingyun Sect are fine, but after all, this is your and Caiyan's child, so I didn't agree. I said I should ask for your opinions first."

"I thought I'd had enough fun today, so I brought the kids back. Who knew you'd come back too? Well, they want to settle this matter as soon as possible."

As she spoke, she blinked, her tone filled with curiosity: "By the way, Chu'an, which sect do you plan to have them study under? Hmm, I think the Qingyun Sect is better. They're more lenient and have more freedom, plus they don't have to shave their heads."

"But it seems even Buddhism can't withstand this. It's just that both girls might love beauty, and it might be hard for them to accept becoming nuns..."

She muttered to herself, considering the possible outcomes. Yun Chu'an pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Are the two girls willing?"

Nie Ningshuang snapped out of her daze and continued, "Even if she doesn't want to, she has to obey, right? How can a child know what's good and what's bad? If she can really get into the Qingyun Sect, it'll be better than staying at our home."

Yun Chu'an pondered for a moment. In his heart, he felt that it might not be so. Although the Qingyun Sect had a strong foundation, he had a system.

Is it really a good idea to send the child away?

He didn't know, but he didn't say anything more. He then walked out of the inner room and came outside.

Outside, the group chatted and ate fruit, the atmosphere quite harmonious. Feng Jian and Lao Wen pulled Dongfang Yue aside, emphasizing how good the Qingyun Sect was to female cultivators, implying that it would be more appropriate for the two girls to join their sect.

Yun Chu'an came out, said "Sorry to keep you waiting," then sat down, put his arm around the two girls, and first whispered to Yan Yao, "Yan Yao, would you like to go to Qingyun Mountain?"

The little girl tilted her head slightly, looking puzzled: "Where is Qingyun Mountain?"

Yan Shui said, “In the southwest, seven thousand miles away, there is a continuous mountain range. Qingyun Mountain is located in the depths of that mountain range, and it is the most beautiful one among them.”

"It is adjacent to the Kunlun Mountains, shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, with an ethereal atmosphere. Immortals often descend to earth, and our sect's disciples will go there to listen to the immortals preach. In short, it is a rare paradise on earth."

Chapter 385 Waiting for the Loli to Grow Up...

Yan Shuiyi recalled the awe she felt when she first climbed Qingyun Mountain and tried her best to describe its beauty to the little girl. Unfortunately, Yan Yao didn't seem very interested: "Then, if I go there, will I still be able to come home often?"

Yan Shui said, "Yes, you can. Once you reach the Foundation Establishment stage and learn to fly on a sword, the journey of seven thousand miles will not be difficult for you. If you miss your family, you can go home anytime."

She spoke sweetly, but Yan Yao keenly grasped the underlying conditions.

She held Yun Chu'an's hand and said timidly, "I don't want to go."

Yun Chu'an gently patted her shoulder to indicate that there was no problem. He then looked at Sui Sui beside him and asked, "And you?"

Sui Sui hesitated, while Yan Shui, on the other hand, felt somewhat frustrated when she realized that her attempt to persuade someone to enroll had failed.

Dongfang Yue took her senior sister's hand, signaling her not to speak yet, and then gave Sui Sui a gentle smile: "Once we arrive at Qingyun Sect, we can fly on swords just like you, sister. We can go anywhere in the world, and if we encounter a powerful enemy, we can just slay the demons and monsters with a single sword. How cool is that!"

Sui Sui thought for a moment. Her true form was a yellow python, which, according to classification, was a snake demon. It seemed that she was also part of the "demon-slaying" campaign. She immediately shook her little head like a rattle drum and refused repeatedly: "I'm not going either."

Immediately, Dongfang Yue's expression froze, a huge sense of defeat welled up in her heart, and she lowered her head, looking dejected.

Yun Chu'an gently stroked the back of the two girls' heads with both hands, stroking their soft hair, and then said, "Everyone, the children are still young and don't understand things yet. They are attached to their homes and don't want to go out."

"Therefore, it would be better to wait two more years for them to become disciples and take on apprentices. It would be better to wait until they are older and have the ability to take care of themselves before they go to Qingyun Sect to become disciples. It's not too late. The path of cultivation is so long. It's not a big deal to wait a year or two."

Despite saying that, after he finished speaking, his expression changed, and he looked down at Yan Yao with a slightly confused look in his eyes.

On another note, did Yan Yao grow taller throughout the entire year?

Mingming and Suisui have both grown quite a bit taller...

He wondered how sharp a cultivator's senses were; although Sui Sui hadn't grown much taller, he had clearly noticed it all.

Only Yan Yao...

Has she really not grown at all?

Is he sick?

Or is it due to some special racial reason?

He wasn't sure, but decided to study it properly when he had more time.

Ahead, the others hadn't noticed these details. Yan Shuiyi and Dongfang Yue exchanged a glance and both nodded: "Alright."

Beside him, the monk Huijing nodded in agreement: "Amitabha, what Benefactor Yun said is quite right."

Dongfang Yue immediately turned her head and glared at the monk. She no longer had any good feelings towards this guy who wanted to steal her sect's disciple.

Damn it! Although it's unlikely that the Buddhist sect will intercept it, I still feel so angry!

She was quite displeased, and noticing that her emotions were fluctuating again, Yun Chu'an got up to pour tea, keeping her away from his gaze, which gradually eased the atmosphere at the octagonal table.

At that moment, the door suddenly opened, and an extremely exhausted You Wensi stood in the doorway, about to say something.

But as soon as her gaze swept over everyone in the room, her expression suddenly became slightly blank.

Wait, what's going on?

……

Rewind ten minutes. Outside Huai Mountain, several figures suddenly flew in. They were none other than You Wensi and his group.

At this moment, the group landed on the hilltop, all looking disheveled and breathless. You Wensi removed her black robe, revealing her elegant and beautiful face. She gasped for breath, but her expression gradually relaxed: "We're home!"

As she spoke, she staggered a few times, and her full breasts trembled.

Behind her, her senior sister followed closely behind, also unfastening her slightly tattered black robe to reveal her true face hidden beneath.

Her attire was almost identical to You Wensi's. Her thick, black hair was piled on top of her head, adorned with a jade hairpin. She wore eyeshadow under the corners of her phoenix eyes, and her fair, delicate face was still as flawless as a young girl's. Combined with her blood-red lips, she looked charming and alluring.

She wore an expensive white fox fur coat that covered her body, with only the high curves of her chest revealing how attractive and slender her figure was. Although it did not cling to her body as tightly as the black robe she had worn earlier, it still gave one a sense of how enviable her figure was.

She landed beside You Wensi, parted her lips slightly, and said, "The journey has been full of trouble, but fortunately we managed to shake off all the spies in the end."

"Junior sister, we'll still need your help from now on. We're afraid we'll cause you a lot of trouble."

As she spoke, the others behind her also landed one after another.

Ye Jinglan held Qi Qiao's small hand. The latter had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage and was no longer afraid of the sunlight, so she could appear in the sunlight openly.

However, her cultivation level was still too low compared to others, so Ye Jinglan had to use the storm to carry her to shake off those pursuers.

The hunched old man and the tall, strong man also removed their disguises. The former's skin was wrinkled like old tree bark, which looked quite frightening; the latter, although he still looked like a normal person, had pale, bloodless skin, and even though he was strong, he seemed to be about to collapse.

Hearing her senior sister's words, You Wensi quickly said, "Senior sister, what are you saying? You're being too polite with me. The elders have been wiped out by the hypocrites of the righteous path. Now the rise and fall of the sect rests on our shoulders. If we do well, the future benefits will all go to the sect. How can we be so clear about what's yours and what's mine!"

Her words deeply moved the three men. The tall, burly man opened his mouth, as if to say something, but after moving his lips, he finally let out a long sigh: "Alas, if our sect were still at its peak, and we still had our original strength, these noble families and officials from small countries would only have the chance to flee for their lives when they saw us. How could we be chased like this now? What a disgrace!"

He gritted his teeth, and the hunched old man who heard this felt the same way. He was unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.

There is naturally a hierarchy of contempt among cultivators. Disciples of major sects look down on the scions of aristocratic families, while the scions of aristocratic families look down on rogue cultivators without a sect or family lineage. Because on this chain, the latter are often completely outmatched when they encounter the former.

The main reason for this hierarchy of contempt is strength. The founders of sects are often the pioneers of a particular lineage, powerful figures who are capable of ruling over a region. Their disciples are all carefully selected geniuses with exceptional talent who can inherit their hard work and achievements, and their strength is naturally far superior to that of the latter.

While the founders of aristocratic families may have been powerful figures, the inheritance of their bloodlines is far less stable than that of master-disciple relationships. After all, powerful cultivators can choose other people's children as their disciples, but aristocratic families cannot take other people's disciples as their own children. In the end, they can only rely on resources to force their children to become the pillars of the family.