Chapter 9 – Dantian Reconstruction
Not waiting for the sect master to say anything, Yuan Chu waved her hand and ten jade boxes appeared on the floor. Once the boxes were opened, the rich spiritual energy of the herbs inside spilled out. With just a glance, you could tell they were something extraordinary!
Moqi Tingfeng’s expression changed. He pointed and the jade boxes closed.
Yuan Chu regretfully glanced at the boxes. She said through clenched teeth, “To be honest, the person I brought home has a shattered dantian, but he had a fortuitous encounter and found a way to restore his dantian and these precious thousand-year herbs.”
She waved her hand again and another ten jade boxes appeared on the floor. “These spiritual herbs are all the materials needed to refine a recovery pill. The ten stalks of herbs from before were his way to pay his respects to the sect. I hope Uncle Sect Master can consider his filial piety and help him refine a recovery pill!”
Moqi Tingfeng narrowed his eyes at her words. The way she spoke seemed boastful but in truth was cautious. He was suspicious, but Yuan Chu’s body didn’t have any trace of possession. Could it be that his poor sister’s spirit revealed itself to her, awakening her mind?
The left elder said with some displeasure, “Frost Sword Peak Master, the sect master is the leader of our sect. How can he help a waste with unclear origins refi—”
But Moqi Tingfeng interrupted him.
“Can I know why you care so much about that child?”
Yuan Chu raised her head, standing ramrod straight.
“Because he’s worth it, Jiujiu. Believe me and help him. You won’t regret it!”
Moqi Tingfeng stared at her for a while. He laughed. “I’m suddenly interested in that child. And since it is your request, I will agree. But your punishment will be increased by a month because you just called me Jiujiu.”
[Tln: Jiujiu (舅舅) is a more intimate way of saying uncle. It also means your mother’s brother. Before this, she used 大叔, which is uncle/a term for any man about the age of your father.]
Yuan Chu’s face fell.
“Remember, you are to accept punishment after the mountain opening ceremony. You’re not allowed to delay!”
“Yes… Esteemed Sect Master…”
On the other side, Little Qiu couldn’t help asking Ye Chenyuan, “At the mountain opening ceremony, are… you really going to take My Lady as your master?”
After changing into a set of white clothes, although he was very thin, his entire person was energetic. Hearing Little Qiu say this, he earnestly nodded.
“Yes, Master already accepted me.”
This implied that the mountain opening ceremony was just a formality for him.
“You’re too pitiful…” Looking at the incomparably exquisite youth in front of her, she accidentally said her true thoughts.
Ye Chenyuan stared back, confused. “Why do you say this?”
Being able to study under Master, how can I be pitiful?
Little Qiu sighed. Making sure there was no one else around, she quietly told him, “My Lady is only six years only. She is younger than you. How can she be your master? You don’t think that because My Lady is a nascent soul, her real age is very high, right?”
Ye Chenyuan froze for a split second and then smiled. “I know how old Master is.”
“You know? And you’re still?” Surprise filled her eyes.
“So I will grow up as quickly as possible to better protect her.”
Little Qiu was dumbfounded by his words. Masters always protected their disciples. Since when was there a disciple that protected his master?
But seeing the sincerity filling his eyes, even if he was a cultivation-less waste right now, Little Qiu was still moved.
“I suddenly understand why My Lady would bring you back and take you as her disciple even under the risk of being punished. You are the same as My Lady… You are both good children.”
But he became nervous when he heard her words. “Master will be punished for bringing me back?”
Little Qiu didn’t have the chance to answer before Yuan Chu appeared.
“How could he? Uncle Sect Master wouldn’t punish me!”
She jumped down from mid-air and landed in front of the two, daring and energetic. “Little Yuan Yuan, the pill matter is taken care of. Go report to the Punishment Wind Hall and then register at the Outer Mountain Hall. Ten days later is the entrance competition. I’m looking forward to how you’ll do!”
She took care of the matter of the pill after going to see the sect master. Ye Chenyuan knew this meant that she had asked the sect master for him. A warm feeling spread through his heart. This time, instead of speaking out of courtesy, he resolutely replied, “I will not disappoint you!”
Yuan Chu smiled, satisfied. As Little Qiu watched them, she suddenly felt the formerly cold desolate South Wind Hall was now much more lively. The spirit energy bereft mountain top was full of energy and vitality.
Cultivators are ageless. Ten days passed with the blink of an eye.
Through this period of interaction, Little Qiu grew more and more fond of Ye Chenyuan. This child was witty and elegant, modest and polite. Even in his young age, he had a naturally gentle disposition. He was simply too lovable!
So she was even more distressed when she heard about how his dantian was destroyed. What kind of cruel person could lay their hands on such a child?
And tomorrow was the sect’s competition. They didn’t know whether the sect master finished refining the pill Ye Chenyuan needed. Even if it was, the pill could only restore his dantian. He would still have to build up his cultivation step by step. Thus, he was afraid he might not even be able to pass the preliminaries.
In the bamboo forest, Ye Chenyuan practiced the ghost sect foot technique that Venerable Li left for him before he fell into a deep sleep. The bamboo sword in his hand cooperated closely with the technique. Even if he didn’t have any spiritual energy, he still seemed strange and unpredictable.
Don’t even mention restoring his dantian but not being able to recover his cultivation. Even if his dantian wasn’t restored before the competition, he would still participate in the preliminaries! Because this was the only way to officially become Master’s disciple!
He concentrated in his training. His sword and foot techniques were very practiced. With a glance, one could tell he was a diligent child.
Little Qiu revealed a praise-filled gaze, but her smile quickly wilted with worry.
“Your foot technique isn’t bad. It’s enough to deal with ordinary people… But I heard there are two eleventh stage qi condensers and one greater perfect qi condenser. If you run into them, I’m afraid…”
“It’ll be fine, Little Aunt Qiu.”
Ye Chenyuan wiped his forehead after finishing his training. He looked at her, his eyes crystal clear. “Every competition has many variables. Worrying now will do nothing. I will be careful.”
“Yeah, Master’s demands aren’t high. The top ten is fine, so Little Yuan Yuan has entirely no need to feel too much pressure!”
Yuan Chu popped out of nowhere. Once she appeared, Ye Chenyuan’s eyes lit up. He bowed in greeting.
Yuan Chu nodded. She walked over and said with a giggle, “Guess what I brought over?”
Little Qiu perked up in pleasant surprise. “Could it be..?”
“Right! It’s exactly what you’re thinking of!” Yuan Chu presented the oil bottle copied in her hands to the two. A rumbling sound emanated from the bottle. It was like the pill bottle itself was alive!
No wonder the common people all said pills surpassing rank six had spirits; sure enough, it really was so!
Ye Chenyuan was studying alchemy. Naturally, he knew of this pill’s value. His heart was filled with a thousand emotions.
In his clan, they gave all the cultivation resources to his siblings. Wanting a rank one pill was a dream! All his cultivation resources were fought for with his life.
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