Chapter 14
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Chapter 14: Little Bai Lian!
The Sea Grape Spring Garden was in disarray. In less than half a day, news of the Candle Dragon traveling through the heavens
had spread throughout North Luzhou, quickly flowing toward the East Divine Land.
This season, the storm in the Blackwood Strait was at its peak. A black giant wave, towering more than thirty feet, rampaged
wildly under the blowing wind, bullying the cliff next to it.
Although the big wave looked scary, it was instantly suppressed by the wind and waves from the side of Sea Grape Spring
Garden.
“Did Empress Bai Lian ever appear at the Sea Grape Spring Garden?” Yue Wuyang stood silently on the deck, her ears perked
up. She was on her way to the place indicated by Bai Lian. She had only meant to liven things up a bit, but when the name “Jiang
Jing” sprang from the chatterbox’s mouth, she could no longer stay composed.
“Where is the Sea Grape Spring Garden?” Yue Wuyang grabbed the collar of a swordsman. She was tall and upright. The
arrogant peaks leaned slightly forward, suppressing the swordsman so he couldn’t move.
“It’s…” The swordsman muttered incoherently for half a day without being able to say anything complete.
Yue Wuyang furrowed her brow. If only Bai Lian or Jiang Jing’s name appeared alone, her reaction would not have been so
intense. After these two people were together, she was really unable to stay calm. Jiang Jing and she were mortal enemies. If Bai
Lian leaned toward Jiang Jing’s side…
Yue Wuyang shook her head slightly. Absolutely not let this happen. Looking at Bai Lian’s strength demonstrated in the past, if
she and Bai Lian become enemies, her plan to search for the Immortal Heavenly Lord would be completely stalled!
She must think of all possible ways to get closer to Bai Lian. If Bai Lian can help her find the Immortal Heavenly Lord, she can
give Bai Lian anything and cooperate with her in anything.
“Soul-searching!” Yue Wuyang didn’t plan to keep arguing back and forth with that swordsman. A deep purplish light flashed. The
swordsman suddenly lost his vigor in his eyes.
A moment later, mist emerged from beneath Yue Wuyang’s delicate arch of the foot.
Before anyone else on the boat realized what
had happened, she had already vanished into thin air from the deck.
Then, with a light thud, the swordsman fell helplessly to the
ground, saliva quickly sliding down his mouth.
“Demon Woman, she’s a Demon Woman!” The screams drowned out
the sound of the crashing waves, and the whole ship was
thrown into chaos.
Yue Wuyang naturally wouldn’t care about how others evaluate her.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t dress so casually. She wore a light
purple sheer chiffon, and inside was a white suit that flattered her figure.
Her upper leg was exposed to the air, her ankle adorned
with two Dusty World Detachment Rings, which could tear open the space,
further accentuating the delicacy of her feet, as
exquisite as fine porcelain.
In fact, although she sensed that the space where the East Divine Land
was located was different, she still didn’t take those “ant-
like cultivators” into consideration. After all, she was a disciple of Xianyuan Emperor.
Her life was destined to become a Demigod!
How do demigods on high think of ants whose lives were so short that
they wouldn’t live past a thousand years? Of course not.
Whether it be a Demon Woman or a Saintess, what she really
needed to understand was the thoughts of a strong person like Bai
Lian.
She was, after all, just a passerby. Once she finished her task, she would immediately return to the Immortal World!
“Noisy.” In the ruins of Bronze Valley, Yue Wuyang glanced coldly around at the cultivators who were chattering around her. She
didn’t get angry.
Because she heard from those people that Bai Lian and Jiang Jing had an argument,
and no one had seen Jiang Jing since then.
Yue Wuyang trod barefoot on the ruins of a palace strewn with rubble.
After a few seconds, she finally arrived near the broken
altar.
She crouched down and extended her index finger to feel the ground
with some black spots. It’s Jiang Jing’s scent! It is roughly
true that Jiang Jing is dead. Yue Wuyang breathed a sigh of relief.
Although she didn’t know what had happened, Bai Lian killing
Jiang Jing was no better news than this.
She was about to leave when suddenly something unexpected happened.
“Hmm?” Yue Wuyang opened her mouth slightly. She saw the black spots she had
touched twist into distorted symbols. If she is
not mistaken, it should be an “Immortal” character!
This is unexpected, or perhaps…
In the dimly lit and obscure open space, an invisible wind suddenly picked up.
Yue Wuyang was standing still. She clearly heard
someone calling her name! She could feel the person’s anxious emotion,
but when she held her breath and listened to what the
person said, only the howling northern wind remained in her ears.
Yue Wuyang quickly used the Necromancy Spell, but nothing came of it. She tilted her head up, and sunshine streamed through
the broken gaps and fell upon her face.
This moment, Yue Wuyang was feeling a bit confused. That voice perhaps came from Jiang Jing, but what could Jiang Jing, her
foe, have to urgently say to her?
Immortal? Yue Wuyang could not work out the full meaning of Jiang Jing from just one word. She could only keep walking around
the ruins, trying to find more words. She walked for a moment, an hour, a day, and even longer.
Those who had come to seek treasure left one after another. Someone else advised her, “Fellow Taoist, don’t waste your energy.
There’s nothing valuable here.”
“…”
Really? Yue Wuyang left Sea Grape Spring Garden in a state of shock and dismay. She believed that Jiang Jing’s words must
contain important information, but she really couldn’t find more traces. In the end, she couldn’t even hear the call anymore.
If she were there at the Sea Grape Spring Garden that day, everything would have been different.
Yue Wuyang looked back at the deep pit that had appeared on the icefield. This miss. Maybe it’s life.
The north wind picked up Yue Wuyang’s robe, and soon she disappeared into the chaotic wind and snow…
Clap.
An Lan picked up the Jade Message Slip that had fallen to the ground. This was Bai Lian’s jade slip, and she had just received a
message from an unknown sender. That message was short, just asking how Bai Lian had come into conflict with Jiang Jing.
Ah. An Lan gave a cold laugh. When it came to this, she got angry. If Jiang Jing was still alive, she would have shown him the
cruelest means in the world!
An Lan tucked the jade slip away. She didn’t have time to deal with these mysterious women. Since taking on the task of teaching
her disciples, she had been too busy to stop. It has to be said, this was really a difficult task!
“What, you can’t even use spirit Qi to condense an avatar?”
“Too slow. By the time you have formed your magic array, the opponent has already arrived in front of you. Hurry up, hurry even
more!”
“No way, this is really just the simplest sword array. Can’t you even understand it?!”
“It’s very simple, just be still and you can sense the power of heaven and earth.”
“Like this, and this, and this, then you can… Uh, why are you dizzy?”
“I want to die!”
After another day of teaching, An Lan was so frustrated that she pulled her own hair. She found that she was right to call those
disciples stupid disciples!
Really. She can’t understand. Her disciples’ talents were not bad even in the Immortal World, but why were their minds so
sluggish?
For example, Xiao Jinse. She taught Xiao Jinse how to sense the spirit of heaven and earth, but Xiao Jinse couldn’t calm down
after the practice.
“Oh no.”
“Is it difficult? Is this really difficult?” An Lan walked up to the green lamp, fuming and staring at the flickering soul fire.
Bai Lian had nothing to say. She only felt that the master of this kind was inexplicably lovely, and she wanted to reach out and
pinch her master’s cheeks.
But…
Don’t say she has no hands now; even if she had them, she still had to bear it, or else she probably wouldn’t have them soon.
At this moment, An Lan pounded the table forcefully and continued to “complain.”
I don’t understand. You learned so quickly when I was teaching you, even though your understanding wasn’t that high. Even if
they are not as good as you, they shouldn’t be this bad, right?
“It would be okay if just one person was like this, but unfortunately, they all look silly. What a waste of talent!”
“Hmm…”
Bai Lian scratched her head. No. To be exact, when An Lan taught her, she hadn’t learned anything!
Just… every time when An Lan asked her if she had learned it, she would nod seriously.
“Yes, I understand now.”
At this time, An Lan would always give a satisfied smile.
“That’s good.”
Then there was no more.
An Lan had no intention of checking her progress in cultivation.
As time passed, Bai Lian would forget what she had learned. She didn’t know any powerful battle spells, but she learned
hundreds of simple and easy-to-learn spells for daily life and farming.
However, these spells were not that useful, they just sounded more impressive.
Bai Lian didn’t think the reason why the Martial Sisters couldn’t learn was because of their lack of intellect. This was obviously an
impossibility. If the protagonist of a web novel has terrible talent, then it wouldn’t be a web novel anymore.
Know that there is not just one time in the game when the Martial Sisters suddenly have an insight breakthrough in the plot. The
answer to this question still needed to be found from the master!
“Is it simple? Is this really simple?”
In the eyes of the master, things that looked simple might take others a lifetime to truly understand. But Bai Lian didn’t know how
to explain it to her master.
She was like someone who had stuffed something into her mouth; she couldn’t speak at all now. It could only be slowly
understood by the master.
Bai Lian’s only concern was that her master and Martial Sisters would get too carried away in their training and draw “blood” from
it.
She soon realized she had been overthinking. The master is no longer the one who was always grumpy about doing anything in
the past.
An Lan sighed, “There’s nothing else I can do. I have to find another way. I can’t just leave them like this, right? I plan to take them
out to gain experience. Since the simple teachings won’t be useful, then actual combat will help them remember better.”
Bai Lian nodded; that’s fine too. With the master here, she doesn’t need to worry about the Martial Sisters getting into trouble.
An Lan complained about Xiao Jinse and the others a long time before she left.
Outside the courtyard, everyone of the Qiongming Peak lined up, in addition to the two extra people. Tong Yao and Lu Wantong!
Because Bai Lian had previously promised to teach them both, An Lan decided to take them to gain experience outside too.
“Are you ready?” An Lan asked with a regal air.
“Yes, master!” The sound of uniformity rang out.
“Good.” An Lan nodded, “Let’s go now.”
With a wave of her small hand, she rolled Xiao Jinse and the others onto her own flying Magic Tools.
Lu Wantong’s body was trembling. She never expected things to turn out this way. After all, she was just an undercover agent;
was it really so nice to live a life devoted solely to cultivation, doing nothing else?
However, Lu Wantong didn’t feel that she could be held responsible for this.
An Lan was always by Su Youwei’s side, no matter what. Even if she had wanted to find an opportunity, it was simply impossible.
She wasn’t bold enough to take any chances. An Lan stood at the peak of the Transcendency Stage. Any attempt at using even
the smallest trick might get her discovered.
“Just continue hiding,” Lu Wantong thought, sighing to herself.
She knew that it would take years to complete this task.
After about ten seconds, An Lan drove the Flying Magic Tool out of the Duxian sect.
Meanwhile, in the grand hall of Yunluo Peak.
Jue Yunzi smiled at Elder Gao, who was seated across from him, and remarked, “It seems Bai Lian’s injury has turned out to be a blessing.”
They were among those who had watched An Lan and Yan Yue grow from childhood.
When the master had started, he had a total of sixteen disciples. The most talented among them was An Lan.
Everyone believed An Lan would be the first to break through to the Transmigration Stage, leading the Duxian sect’s revival.
But An Lan’s development had surprised everyone.
She was just too lazy!
Despite reaching the peak of the Transcendency Stage early, her indifferent attitude had prevented her from triggering the
Guafeng Disaster.
Jue Yunzi had once thought that An Lan would live her life this way forever.
But now, things seemed to be changing for the better.
“If Martial Sister An Lan is inspired by this, with her abilities, she should reach the Transmigration Stage in no time,” Jue Yunzi
said, stroking his beard comfortingly.
“Indeed,” Gaoyi nodded in agreement.
In his lifetime, he might witness the Duxian sect rise to become a sect second only to the four major sects.
What a blessing that would be!
Just the thought of it made Jue Yunzi and Gaoyi feel a slight sense of inebriation.
…
Time passed quicker than Bai Lian had anticipated.
Before she knew it, it was midsummer.
As the flowers bloomed throughout the courtyard, the master finally returned with the Martial Sisters.
They had left in mid-April, and now it was the end of May.
In that short span of a month, the Martial Sisters hadn’t made major strides in their cultivation, but the aura they exuded was
noticeably different.
To put it simply, they were much more composed than before.
“Not bad.” Bai Lian nodded with satisfaction.
In her view, the second Martial Sister was growing more and more like the Holy Spirit Goddess.
As for the Third and Fourth Martial Sisters…
Because their life experiences had diverged so much from the game, it was unlikely they would ever be connected to names like
Asura or War God.
Actually, this was probably for the best.
Those nicknames were far too juvenile. While others might think they were impressive, Bai Lian simply couldn’t embrace them.
The daily life at Qiongming Peak had returned to its usual rhythm.
Daytime:
An Lan was instructing Xiao Jinse and the others on cultivation in Bai Lian’s room.
Nighttime:
An Lan urged Xiao Jinse and the others to reflect on their lessons from the day.
But beneath it all, things were far from as they seemed!
“I’m going to die!”
After a cry of despair, An Lan collapsed onto the bed, burying her head beneath a pillow.
The most significant outcome from this ordeal wasn’t strengthening her disciples, but realizing that she had no clue how to teach them.
Just a month had passed, yet she felt as if she’d been tortured for thirty years.
If this continued, she might as well bang her head on the wall.
“Is Bai Lian some kind of deity?”
An Lan clenched her teeth in frustration.
She couldn’t even manage one disciple, while Bai Lian calmly handled seven!
Well…
Perhaps Bai Lian was simply born to be a teacher.
“Should I go and wake Bai Lian now?”
An Lan quickly dismissed the thought.
It wouldn’t be right.
She had told Bai Lian to rest and not worry about anything lately.
To go back on her word now would be too embarrassing, wouldn’t it?
It’s better to suffer in silence than to show weakness in front of Bai Lian!
But things were never within her control, and a series of subsequent events made it impossible for An Lan to remain still.
First, it was the “foolish disciples” who had irked her.
They wasted so much time daily “watering” Bai Lian.
Were they treating her like a storage tank?
If they kept at it, Bai Lian would drown!
What bothered An Lan even more was that she felt her goodwill was being wasted.
With all that time, why not think about what I’ve taught you?
And then, there was Yan Yue. Her behavior pushed An Lan to finally wake Bai Lian.
Yan Yue had been visiting Qiongming Peak often under the guise of checking on Bai Lian during this time.
An Lan was not the type to hold grudges.
But she hadn’t expected Yan Yue to become so “twisted” after acknowledging her worthlessness.
“Yan Yue, what are you doing?”
Inside the cave, An Lan watched Yan Yue place a lamp between her breasts. An Lan couldn’t help but slam her fist into the
bedboard in frustration.
Dong Dong.
She was furious.
She felt like rushing out and giving Yan Yue two punches, showing her who was in charge at Qiongming Peak.
But in the end, she held back.
“That’s just a lamp, not Bai Lian’s body… I’m not angry, really!”
An Lan successfully convinced herself.
Who could have known that her leniency would breed Yan Yue’s arrogance?
From that point onward, Yan Yue visited Qiongming Peak every day, never returning to Zhuyan Peak within half an hour.
(Oh, my!)(;-_-)
It was my freedom that burned you.
Don’t blame me for being harsh later!
Determined to cut off any future mischief from Yan Yue, An Lan made a bold decision!
It was a summer night with stars scattered across the sky.
An Lan brought a pile of Immortal Spiritual Herbs to Bai Lian’s room.
With dazzling skill, she concocted numerous Medicinal Pills and Talismans.
Then…
The blue radiance of the waters slowly surrounded the green lamp.
Shape the flesh, begin!
An Lan sat at the bed’s edge, ready for the long wait.
She wasn’t worried at all about the process failing. After all, she was an Immortal Heavenly Lord.
Eight hours later.
The blue light around the green lamp began to fade.
The candlelight had extinguished, revealing a delicate little girl lying on the bed, like a porcelain doll.
This was exactly the little Bai Lian from the Past World!
Success!
An Lan clenched her fist in triumph.
She deliberately gave Bai Lian an unsuitable body. If Bai Lian wanted to return to her original form, it would take two or three
months.
During this time, Bai Lian wouldn’t be able to exert all her strength, and without strength, she wouldn’t be able to wander around.
“I am deserving of this!”
An Lan excitedly began dressing little Bai Lian.
A few minutes later, Bai Lian, still in a dazed state, opened her eyes.
“Master?”
