Chapter 16

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Chapter 16

"The master is alone, guarding the Qingxu Sect. Please be careful every day and take good care of yourself…"

"Alright, alright, I’m not a child anymore." Although Xie Fuzhi said this, his eyes showed a soft smile, clearly appreciating the concern from his senior apprentice.

Before Yun Chuyou went down the mountain, she naturally had to say goodbye to Xie Fuzhi. He was the first person she met in the cultivation world. The two of them had depended on each other for over ten years, and during their trials, Xie Fuzhi had accompanied her every step of the way.

In these five and a half years, three new people had joined the sect, but Xie Fuzhi had always stayed by her side. This was Yun Chuyou’s first time leaving the sect and being separated from Xie Fuzhi at the same time.

Although she had prepared herself, on the day of departure, Yun Chuyou still felt a bit sad.

But birds must leave the nest eventually. Now that she had achieved the mid-Golden Core stage, she didn’t need to worry too much about safety on her journey to the Mortal World.

Moreover, in order to become stronger, she couldn’t always rely on her master’s protection.

Yun Chuyou pursed her lips and steadied her mind. She took out a prepared pouch adorned with orchid designs and handed it to Xie Fuzhi, "During this trial, I don’t know how long I will be away. Once we leave the Qingxu Sect, Master can open this pouch."

After doing this, she did not look back and took her junior brothers and sisters on the Cloud Boat towards Songshi City.

Xie Fuzhi stood atop the mountain, watching Yun Chuyou leave until the Cloud Boat, driven by a few apprentices, became just a tiny black dot. Then he opened the silk pouch embroidered with orchids.

Inside, there was only a piece of paper with a few lines of small writing, "The peach blossom wine is buried three meters deep under the laurel tree. Master, drink it sparingly. The disciple’s return date is uncertain; once it’s finished, there will be none left."

"The disciple has stored many spirit stones at the Li family’s restaurant down the mountain. If the Master craves spiritual food, just order at the restaurant and charge it to the disciple’s account."

Although Xie Fuzhi was a genius in swordplay and quite skilled, his daily living skills were quite average.

Mainly, he was too lazy and unwilling to do some things he could manage. Unlike Yun Chuyou, who had high standards for her quality of life. Worried that he might waste money carelessly, Yun Chuyou had previously arranged a long-term order with a tavern she had cooperated with before, to cook according to her provided menu.

Yun Chuyou prepaid enough for meals for three years. If she could not return, there were still plenty of spirit stones stored in the sect’s warehouse. Furthermore, even without using those spirit stones, Xie Fuzhi himself had quite a savings, so he wouldn’t live poorly.

There was still a year left before the original main character of the story would descend the mountain for training. However, unexpected events could occur along the way; it was not impossible to encounter a small secret realm where time passes differently and delay matters.

Considering that all three major characters in their sect were antagonists, the chances of trouble happening outside were much higher. Yun Chuyou only told Xie Fuzhi that she would return to the sect in about a year but could not guarantee when exactly.

Xie Fuzhi smiled slightly, placed the disciple’s precious work back in the silk pouch, and stored the pouch in the storage ring on his right hand.

"Elder Martial Sister, are we going to Lianyun City?" The little girl in the red dress stood on the Cloud Boat, enjoying the cool breeze, her face full of curiosity as she looked in the direction the Cloud Boat was heading.

Since they were entering the Mortal World for training, they did not wear the special robes made by the system but chose to wear their favorite regular clothes instead.

Meng He liked black because it doesn’t show dirt; even if it gets stained with blood, it won’t be noticeable. Plus, demonic energy is also black, so most of his clothes are dark. Today’s outfit had a few golden threads on the black fabric, which felt very nice and shimmered with colorful tones under the sunlight.

Yu Jiu, on the other hand, loved white and wore pure white attire. When the two stood together, they looked like a pair of black and white contrasts.

Yun Chuyou was dressed in a fresh green tunic, adorned with embroidered bamboo leaves on the sleeves. Her hair ribbon matched in a light green shade, and she stood tall, resembling a beautiful jade bamboo on the mountain, graceful and stunning.

Zhong Wei chose a bright red to match Yun Chuyou’s green outfit, not only because red goes well with green, but also because Elder Martial Sister praised her for looking good in red.

Five years are quite short for a cultivator, but for young Zhong Wei, it felt long. The little girl who once was very skinny had now grown into a lovely young lady.

As a wicked supporting character, Zhong Wei looked very enchanting with a small face, ample bosom, and a slim waist. At just fourteen years old, she already possessed the charm of a striking beauty.

This kind of striking beauty is not very popular among girls. In the original story, everyone adored the pure and cute main character, while Zhong Wei stood out with her entirely different aura.

She was indeed very beautiful, but due to her childhood sensitivity and low self-esteem, she tried hard to imitate the main character Song Mingzhu. This awkward style made her look out of place, earning her labels like "seductress" and being compared to the clumsy character Dongshi.

Unfortunately, among her fellow disciples, there were two brothers; one was the main character’s devoted admirer, and the other was full of malice. How could they show any kindness to the fragile and sensitive Zhong Wei? With outsiders criticizing her and her fellow disciples not siding with her, Zhong Wei’s personality became even more twisted.

However, with the presence of Elder Martial Sister Yun Chuyou, Zhong Wei’s tastes quietly changed. She no longer hunched over with a gloomy expression but instead held her vibrant face high like a peony ready to bloom.

After all, Zhong Wei was still young. In her teenage years, she naturally had a degree of innocent charm that softened her previously alluring and duplicitous demeanor, and she wasn’t at her full bloom yet.

Yun Chuyou looked at her bright smile and thought that Zhong Wei was very different from the original story. Even if the plot changed and she met the male lead early, it wouldn’t make her lose her head over love.

She explained, "No, we are going to Songshi City; it is not the time for recruiting new disciples. The Immortal Ascending Platform in front of Lianyun Mountain has long vanished, and the temporary passage in that area is closed. To reach the Mortal World, you must use a special teleportation array."

The only small towns near Qingxu Sect are nearby, and Songshi City is the closest city with a teleportation array.

In the past, when she had no money, Yun Chuyou could only fly with her sword, but now her pockets were full, and her storage bag was filled with spirit stones to operate the Cloud Boat.

Riding the Cloud Boat was much more enjoyable than flying with a sword. As long as you tossed spirit stones into the formation and chose a destination, it would drive itself automatically, needing no attention from a cultivator. The Cloud Boat has a protective shield that not only blocks harsh winds but also effectively defends against attacks from demon beasts or cultivators.

Along the way, they could eat, drink, and play. If they wanted to read a book, they could read. If they wanted to practice, they could practice.

"It will take about two hours to reach Songshi City. If you feel anxious, just read the Mortal World rules. Even cultivators must follow the rules in the Mortal World; not everything can be done," Yun Chuyou said. This was not her first time on this path, and she was not interested in the scenery. She went straight to the cabin to meditate, sorting through the original story in her mind.

Yu Jiu found the view below very boring. He did not want to play staring games with Meng He, so he took out two sets of tables and chairs, along with the usual ink, paper, and brushes from his storage bag. "Younger martial sister, Meng He, let’s have today’s calligraphy lesson on the way, so we don’t waste time."

"We have to learn calligraphy while out training?!" Meng He was very reluctant.

Yu Jiu said in a low tone, "We haven’t reached the Mortal World yet. This is the last day."

It was a rare opportunity to earn contribution points easily, and he wouldn’t let Meng He and Zhong Wei escape.

After five years together, Yu Jiu still did not like Zhong Wei very much. Although she seemed a bit more likable thanks to Meng He, she liked to monopolize Yun Chuyou, the Elder Martial Sister, too much.

Being two girls, they could naturally do many things like hugging and holding hands. Yu Jiu didn’t want to hug the Elder Martial Sister; he just found it annoying when his younger martial sister proudly showed off in front of Yun Chuyou.

Their Cloud Boat was not very eye-catching; it was small and delicate. As long as they did not have bad luck, they would not run into any greedy cultivators. In fact, they did arrive safely at Songshi City in about an hour and a half.

Because she had a clear goal, Yun Chuyou did not plan to stay too long in Songshi City. If nothing unexpected happened, she would have to pass through Songshi City on her way back, so there was no rush to explore it later.

She put the Cloud Boat, which was shrunk to the size of a walnut, into her storage bag. After buying some local snacks and taking a look in a shop that sold charms, pills, and magical tools where she picked up some high-level items that she couldn’t use yet, she directly headed to the teleportation array with a few younger martial brothers and sisters.

Songshi City truly lived up to its reputation, with golden core cultivators walking all over the streets, and the person in charge of the teleportation array was actually a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Hearing Yun Chuyou’s destination, a cultivator in the Tianjing Sect’s disciple robes said, "It’s fifty middle-grade spirit stones per person."

"That’s so expensive." With Yun Chuyou, the money-making expert, the Qingxu Sect had become quite rich. Over these five years, the monthly allowance for the disciples had increased again and again. Zhong Wei, this younger martial sister who had no savings and relied solely on the sect for supplies, had saved up quite a few spirit stones apart from her usual training expenses.

One middle-grade spirit stone was worth one hundred lower-grade spirit stones. Usually, a meal at the Li family’s restaurant would cost just ten to twenty lower-grade spirit stones, but a trip to the Mortal World surprisingly cost fifty middle-grade spirit stones, which would nearly empty Zhong Wei’s savings from the past five years.

It was clear that the entity managing the teleportation array in Songshi City was a powerful one. Hearing this, they casually said, "The price to go to the Mortal World is this; you can choose whether to go or not."

"Here are two hundred middle-grade spirit stones for four people."

Yun Chuyou generously paid the fee, "Since I arranged this trip, I’ll cover the round-trip fare."

She is no longer the poor cultivator with empty pockets and no belongings, but now she is the wealthy Elder Martial Sister with plenty of money!

Cultivators heading to the same destination must stay close together; otherwise, they might get separated after the teleportation.

Yun Chuyou stood in the middle, with Zhong Wei tightly holding her hand. One person in black and another in white each grabbed one of her sleeves, literally representing left and right.

When the dizziness hit her, she strangely remembered the lyrics, "In my left hand, there is a chicken; in my right hand, there is a duck. On my back, I carry a chubby baby."

She could be considered as bringing three kids back home, and it’s Zhong Wei’s home she is returning to.

After some wild twists and turns, like a whirlpool shaking, the four senior martial sisters successfully appeared at the other end of the teleportation array, which is the Imperial Capital of the Murong Dynasty, the city where Zhong Wei was born.