Chapter 30
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Chapter 30: The Celestial Maiden’s Awareness
Before either side could react, low thunderclaps rumbled across the sky again. The dim dawn light hid the gathering storm clouds until the second lightning bolt struck toward the Lin family’s backyard.
Lin Cheng froze, forgetting the fallen cultivator as he rushed toward the backyard. Thunder boomed relentlessly. When he arrived, the crowd awaiting spiritual root planting had scattered to the outer corridor. Lightning lit the courtyard, revealing a shadowy figure within.
“Uncle Lin!” You You waved casually while maintaining her work. “Got any food? Feeling peckish.”
“Huh?!” Lin Cheng blinked, baffled by the mundane request amid chaos.
Lin’s mother reacted first. Being a noble lady herself, she smiled. “Allow me, Celestial Maiden. What would you like after your long night?”
“Noodles are fine.” You You kept planting spiritual roots. Truthfully, she wasn’t hungry—since arriving here, hunger rarely struck. But cursing “SB” all night left her mouth tired, craving a snack out of habit.
“At once!” Lin’s mother hurried to the kitchen.
Lin Cheng gaped at the lightning-filled yard and bystanders. “What’s… happening here?”
“Lightning tribulation!” a shocked voice cried behind them.
Xu Shouyi had dragged the injured cultivator along. He glared at the corridor crowd—all radiating spiritual energy—then at You You. Her Revitalizing Technique flashed over a kneeling man, cleansing his murky Presence. Fresh spiritual roots formed as spiritual energy swirled around him.
The cultivator’s legs buckled again. He wished he’d stayed collapsed.
Xu Shouyi sneered, oblivious. “What cheap tricks is the Lin family pulling? You think this act will save you? Today, I’ll—”
Lightning exploded from the corridor, forming a crackling web that blasted Xu’s group to the ground. Ordinary humans couldn’t withstand cultivator lightning—screams erupted as Xu’s men writhed.
“What will you do to us?” Lin Feng stepped forward, murderous intent blazing as he glared at Xu Shouyi.
“Y-you…” Xu Shouyi turned desperately to the trembling cultivator. “Immortal! That’s Lin Feng! Deal with him!”
The cultivator ignored him, dropping face-first to the ground before You You. “Forgive this rudeness, Celestial Maiden! I didn’t know you were here!”
Only celestial maidens could gift spiritual roots.
A real celestial maiden!
The cultivator’s mind reeled. He’d come for Xu family bribes and their rumored ties to the Yanshan Sect—not to offend a celestial maiden! This meant entire sects hunting him. His own sect would disown him.
Decades of cultivation had only brought him to mid-Foundation Building. Yet here stood a Foundation Building cultivator and another undergoing tribulation. Two against one, plus Qi Refinement allies. And celestial maidens always had powerful Followers—he’d be crushed like an ant.
“Mercy, Celestial Maiden!” he wailed, forehead pressed to dirt.
“Immortal?!” Xu Shouyi gaped at his cowering ally.
“Too late for mercy.” Lin Feng’s voice shook with rage, remembering half his family lost to Xu’s schemes. “Xu Shouyi, you’ll pay for betraying the Lin family!”
Lightning struck again. Xu’s men convulsed, some fainting. The cultivator took the hit without resisting, howling, “Mercy, Celestial Maiden! I’m from Biluo Sect! I didn’t know their crimes!”
“Wait, Lin Feng!” You You interjected. This was Lin family business, but she recalled something urgent.
Lin Feng halted mid-strike. Only the cultivator remained conscious among the smoking bodies.
You You approached the groveling man. “You’re from an immortal sect?”
“Yes!” He babbled eagerly, “Biluo Sect outer disciple! The Xu family lied about Qi Refinement cultivators causing trouble! They promised a fifth-tier monster egg! I’d never have come if I knew you were here!” He yanked a watermelon-sized egg from his storage bag.
“That’s the city monsters’ egg!” Lin Feng realized. The enraged beasts had chased Xu’s stolen egg to Shangyang City. He itched to strike Xu Shouyi again.
Ignoring the egg, You You leaned forward. “You know how sects work, right?”
“Absolutely!” The cultivator nodded frantically.
“Great.” She fired off questions: “How do celestial maidens start sects? What size? How to pay disciples? Funding sources? Business operations? Recruitment standards? Management roles? Future plans? Besides planting roots and running sects, what else do maidens do? How does cultivation work? Are scriptures and manuals state-distributed? Teaching materials? Career paths…”
Cultivator: “…”
Lin Feng: “…”
Lin Cheng: “…”
Everyone: “…”
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