Chapter 11

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Chapter 11

"Have you heard? At the Immortal Ascending Platform near Lianyun Mountain, they recruited a Heavenly Spiritual Root! Fairy Mingzhu! And it’s a rare mutated Ice Spiritual Root!"

A genius with a Heavenly Spiritual Root is extremely rare in the cultivation world, especially a mutated Ice Spiritual Root which has strong destructive power.

"I heard that when the Spiritual Root was tested, the Beast Control Sect wanted to quickly take the person back to their sect, but they were stopped by the Tianheng Sect. The Taichu Immortal Lord even came down personally to take Fairy Mingzhu as a disciple!"

As soon as Yun Chuyou heard that name, she knew they were talking about Song Mingzhu, the child of destiny in this world, favored by the heavens.

One’s name can reflect their parents’ hopes for them. Yun Chuyou’s name comes from a poem that means "Yun Wuxin emerges from the peaks." Her parents hope she can live a carefree and happy life as described in the poem. Achieving fame and success is not important; being healthy and happy is what matters.

Zhong Wei is "micro," meaning small and humble, while Song Mingzhu is the beloved one of the family, the shining pearl in her parents’ eyes.

She instinctively glanced at the malicious female antagonist, who serves as the foil to the main character, and their eyes met. Zhong Wei looked a bit nervous and asked, "What’s wrong, senior martial sister?"

The neighboring table was close enough for Yun Chuyou to be sure Zhong Wei could hear, as long as her hearing was okay, but Zhong Wei seemed to have no reaction to the news about the main character.

She sighed with relief and picked up a round, soft-boiled egg from the small dish for Zhong Wei. "This is a Fire Sparrow egg, and it tastes really good. You should try it."

This is a small appetizer from the inn, with about twenty pieces that are similar in size to quail eggs, made in a braised style and very popular among cultivators.

Zhong Wei’s eyes curved in a smile. At this moment, she didn’t care much about Song Mingzhu’s glory. The fact that Song Mingzhu was taken by a big sect meant she had extraordinary talents. Zhong Wei only had the talent of Four Spirit Roots, and even if she got lucky and entered a big sect, she would just be a lowly servant.

What Zhong Wei hated most was this lowly and humble life. In her short nine years of life, she envied her half-sister who lived in the courtyard, spoiled by their mother, lively and bright, unlike her, who seemed dull and gray like an ugly duckling.

The noble mistress treated her biological daughter with a mother’s kindness, but to them, the illegitimate daughters, her heart was cold as stone. After all, her very existence as a lowly daughter meant her husband had betrayed her.

Now, her legitimate sister was about to marry and have children, living an ordinary and short life. But Zhong Wei could climb the path to immortality. Once she established her foundation and formed her core, she could live for hundreds or even thousands of years; those brief ten years were just a flicker in the long journey of life.

Zhong Wei still couldn’t forgive her past enemies, but she felt at peace now. In the Qingxu Sect, she found an Elder Martial Sister who was kinder, more beautiful, and stronger than her stepmother, and for now, she was quite satisfied with her life. She preferred to be a leader among chickens than a follower among phoenixes, and Zhong Wei felt no jealousy towards that so-called Fairy Mingzhu.

The little girl peeled the shell off the Fire Sparrow egg. "Thank you, senior martial sister. It’s really delicious."

Yun Chuyou pushed the plate to the center. "If you like it, eat more."

Meng He quickly shouted, "Senior martial sister, I want one too."

Yu Jiu immediately mocked him coldly, "It’s not like you lost an arm." He still held a grudge, remembering that Meng He called him disabled.

Yun Chuyou picked one up for Meng He, saying, "If you like it, take it yourself, and remember to peel the shell."

If she didn’t say this, Meng He might really chew the whole thing with the shell, which is a waste of delicious food.

Meng He proudly glanced at Yu Jiu, who fell silent. The dark cloud above his head looked even blacker than before; it was once gray but now as thick as ink.

A round egg rolled onto Yu Jiu’s plate, and he instinctively looked up to see Yun Chuyou, who had just put her chopsticks down.

Yun Chuyou smiled at him, saying, "Fire Sparrow eggs don’t have much Spirit Qi, you can eat them."

Ingredients with Spirit Qi are relatively expensive; sellers are not so generous to give them away as small dishes.

Yu Jiu lowered his eyelashes and said nothing. However, Yun Chuyou noticed that the dark cloud above him had clearly faded, turning gray and looking a bit cute.

After listening to gossip for a while, Meng He moved his ears, looked curious, and asked Yun Chuyou, "Elder Martial Sister, who is Taichu Immortal Lord? Is he stronger than our master?"

Without waiting for Yun Chuyou to answer, a cultivator who heard Meng He’s question laughed mockingly, "Ha… Who is this little sect disciple to compare himself with Taichu Immortal Lord!"

As an important supporting character, Meng He seemed to have a talent for sarcasm; he could cause a stir even while eating.

Before he could angrily bang the table, Yun Chuyou said, "If you break the table, you will have to say it 100 times."

It’s one thing to break the sect’s table; there are plenty of spare ones in the storage. But this is a table from outside, and if it’s damaged, we have to pay for it. Plus, there are unfinished dishes and tea on the table.

She spoke calmly, her emotions quite steady, "Taichu Immortal Lord is one of the few powerful cultivators at the Soul Changing Stage. It’s a fact that we cannot compare to him, and there is no shame in that. Ninety-nine percent of cultivators in the cultivation world cannot compare."

Taichu Immortal Lord is one of the male leads in the story. After all, this is a romance story with many admirers, so there can’t be just one male lead. However, due to some restrictions, the original author left it open-ended, with the female lead having complex feelings for several remarkable male leads.

Taichu Immortal Lord is the strongest among the male leads, only about two thousand years old, yet he is already a Soul Changing Stage cultivator. Compared to the others who are at least seven or eight thousand years old, this handsome powerful figure is quite young for his level.

His cultivation path is the Heartless Tao, which is known in the cultivation world as a beautiful yet unreachable flower. However, his heart wavered because of the lovely female lead, his cute little disciple, leading him to abandon his path and pursue a more affectionate way.

Although the storyline of the supporting character has changed, the storyline of the main character has not changed at all. Even the part in the original where the supporting character hears about the main character’s glory remains the same.

This means that they are very likely to intersect with the main character group just like in the original story, and there are still six years before those complicated entanglements begin.

After all, even in the world of cultivation, you need to be at least sixteen years old to fall in love. After turning sixteen, the main character will spend six years and successfully form her core before leaving the sect for training.

The current main character is only one year older than Zhong Wei and is exactly ten years old. This is mainly because her parents really couldn’t bear to let their precious daughter leave home, so they kept her by their side for ten years before testing her talent.

After all, once they step into the world of cultivation, ordinary disciples must soon break off ties with the mortal world and their parents. After six years, the wheel of fate will begin to turn.

However, the storyline is not unchangeable. Many details have changed; Zhong Wei does not feel unbalanced as described in the original, nor does she harbor jealousy towards the main character. Instead, she is focused and hardworking.

Yun Chuyou mapped out a perfect training plan for the next six years in her mind, not wanting to listen to any meaningless gossip. She gently tapped the table and said, "If we don’t eat soon, the food will get cold. Let’s eat quickly so we can go back up the mountain to train. We won’t be coming down anytime soon."

Before leaving, she packed a bag of braised Fire Sparrow eggs, a bottle of Osmanthus Wine, and a roasted chicken for Xie Fuzhi who was on the mountain.

If Xie Fuzhi goes out alone and finds something delicious, he will definitely bring some back for Yun Chuyou. This is the unspoken bond between a master and a disciple.

When they reached the Congyun Mountains where the sect was located, Yun Chuyou said, "Meng He, you stay at the bottom of the mountain to watch over the things and Yu Jiu."

She said, "I will first take the younger martial sister up and make some space for the things."

Since they had decided to stay up on the mountain for some time, they still needed to gather everything, but the storage bag Yun Chuyou was using was already a bit full, even using the storage slots given by the system was not enough.

She didn’t let Meng He bring Yu Jiu back with her mainly because the two of them had just had a disagreement, and she was worried the brothers would fight again.

After sending the things and Zhong Wei up the mountain, Yun Chuyou came back to help Yu Jiu, lifting him using her sword that she placed underneath his wheelchair.

Meng He also wanted the Elder Martial Sister to help him, but when he looked at Yun Chuyou in the night breeze, he felt that she had little expression on her face and seemed a bit tired.

He moved his lips and swallowed back his words, "I can go up by myself, I don’t need the Elder Martial Sister’s help. If I get back before you, I will write it less a hundred times… Just fifty times is fine!"

Yun Chuyou smiled gently, "Okay."

As soon as she finished speaking, the boy vanished into the forest like a cheetah chasing its prey.

Yun Chuyou held her sword very steadily and could also create a shield of spiritual power. The cold wind in the mountains was fierce, but it did not mess up Yu Jiu’s hair at all.

After pushing the wheelchair back to the small room, Yun Chuyou lit a candle. In the flickering candlelight, the young girl looked calm, "There are only a few disciples in the sect. Zhong Wei is young and needs you to help me. Meng He is simple-minded and direct; he doesn’t mean to target you."

She left a small bottle, "This is a medicine bought from the store. It should help your legs. Take good care of your injury and rest early today."

When she went out, she kindly closed the door, giving the other person some alone time.

The small bottle was in Yu Jiu’s hands. He removed the cap, and inside was a fragrant medicine.

This medicine was quite valuable; it could relieve pain and heal hidden injuries.

Yu Jiu stared at the round, plump medicine for a long time, then took out a stack of pure white paper from the table and began to write slowly: he couldn’t sleep, so it was better to copy the sect rules early since he had to hand them in two hundred times within three days.

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