He stood up and followed his disciple out. Looking at the location of his own cottage, he took out an item from the storage pouch next to him, and threw it onto the empty ground. An exquisite three-storey building that was shining with golden light appeared next to the cottage. It dyed the entire night sky with the smell of sparkling jewels.
"Mas … Master." Zhu Yao's hand trembled as she pointed at the building that could even blind a dog's eyes. "Living … in a house like this, it's not good, right?"
"You don't like it?" Yu Yan raised his eyebrows. This house was obtained from a toad spirit that had cultivated for a thousand years. Back then, when he took it away, although he did not really like it, looking at the toad spirit's eyes that were filled with everlasting regret, it must be a pretty good item. He had even thought that his little disciple would like it.
Yu Yan lowered his head, continued to rummage through his storage pouch, and casually threw out another item. This time, it was a courtyard that was made out of jade. Under the reflection of the moonlight, a faint silver light flowed, and she could faintly see the even more luxurious decorations inside the house.
Zhu Yao could not help but use her hand to support her chin that was about to drop. She seemed to have … acknowledged an incredible tycoon as her master. She glanced at the golden house on the left, then at the jade house on the right, and then at the straw cottage in the middle that was made out of slag.
"Whichever one you like, you can just stay there." Yu Yan lightly said.
Zhu Yao stared blankly at her own master, as though she could see him turning into a river god. With one hand holding onto the golden house, and the other holding onto the silver house, he said to her. "Brave young lady, did you lose this golden house, or this silver house?"
Zhu Yao gulped down her saliva, and suppressed her own vanity. The story of the river god taught her that one had to be low-profile. Her master lived in a straw cottage, and his disciple lived in a golden house and a silver house.
"Master … It's best if you just give me a house like yours."
Yu Yan tilted his head, and looked at his disciple a little confusedly. Sighing, he revealed an expression that said 'as expected, my disciple is really stupid'. With a wave of his hand, he kept the two houses back, and then, he cast an unknown art. At a speed visible to the naked eye, a straw cottage was built on the ground.
Not even a moment later, an identical straw cottage was built. Zhu Yao thanked her master, and then stepped into her own house. He discovered that even the furnishings inside were exactly the same as his master's. Other than a wooden bed and a blanket, there was nothing else.
Zhu Yao, who had been exhausted for two days and one night, could no longer care so much. Laying down, she immediately fell asleep.
On the second day, Zhu Yao woke up very early. It was not because she was diligent, but because the bed in her room was simply too hard. She suddenly regretted rejecting those two luxurious houses back then. As expected, there was no need to be too pretentious in life. When it was time to make a move, one should make a move.
Opening the door, Zhu Yao realized that her master was already waiting for her in the courtyard. His gaze swept over the dark circles under her eyes and he frowned slightly, gesturing for her to sit down in the open space in front of him.
Was he going to start cultivating? Zhu Yao became spirited, as she immediately ran over, and sat cross-legged in front of her master.
"Today, I will teach you how to guide spiritual energy into your body." Yu Yan tapped on the center of Zhu Yao's brows. "Close your eyes!"
Zhu Yao obediently closed her eyes. She simply felt a familiar stream of air entering from the center of her brows, and then, it slowly circulated throughout her entire body. Then, it converged at her Dantian. Her entire body felt warm, and she was spirited.
"This is the method to circulate spiritual energy. Remember this method. When you sense spiritual energy, you can follow this method to guide spiritual energy." Seeing that she had comprehended it, Yu Yan retracted his hand.
"Then how do I sense spiritual energy?" Zhu Yao asked.
"That will depend on a person's comprehension ability." Yu Yan lightly said. Spiritual energy was the most mysterious thing in this world. Everyone had their own comprehension, and what everyone saw was different. Some people could sense it in an instant, while some people could not even sense a single strand of spiritual energy in their entire lives. As her master, he could only guide her, but he could not sense it for her. "Close your eyes, empty your mind, and use your heart to sense it. Naturally, you will be able to sense it."
Zhu Yao once again closed her eyes, and slowly emptied her mind. However, she could only sink into darkness. A few minutes later, forget about sensing spiritual energy, she simply felt like sleeping.
Her master also gave her a word of advice to not be anxious, and then left. She was the only one left to silently meditate.
However, from meditating in the morning until noon, she still did not gain anything. In between, she had almost fallen asleep a few times. Other than feeling her waist aching, she did not feel anything else. Zhu Yao could no longer sit still. She decided to head out for a stroll, and continue after she returned.
Just when she arrived at the foot of the mountain from the teleportation formation, she saw a person flying over on a sword from afar. He looked like a male disciple, and was dressed in the sect's white robe. He looked to be about twenty years old, and he even looked a little familiar.
That person looked at Zhu Yao on the ground, and politely smiled at her. Only then did Zhu Yao recall who he was.
"Senior-martial uncle Li?" Wasn't this the youth who brought them to the sect?
The youth's footsteps paused, and he bowed towards her a little startled. "This disciple is not worthy of you calling me senior-martial uncle. Grand-martial uncle, please do not address me in such a manner. Just call this disciple by his Daoist name, Zilin."
"Ah?" Didn't those little turnips all address him like that?
Seeing her doubts, Li Lin continued. "Sovereign Yu Yan is the person with the highest seniority in the sect, even the Sect Master has to address him as grand-martial uncle. You're Sovereign Yu Yan's disciple, so according to seniority, this disciple should address you as grand-martial uncle."
So her identity was actually that amazing. Zhu Yao instantly felt as though she had unlocked her golden finger.
She then immediately found out some insider information from Li Lin.
So the sect she entered was called Ancient Hill Sect. It was the most famous sect among the Five Sects and Eight Sects in the cultivation world, and also the sect with the most disciples. In the sect, there were three Demigod-stage elders, and more than ten Nascent Soul practitioners. The sect was divided into the Inner and Outer Sect, and the Inner Sect was further divided into six mountains. Beast-Taming Mountain, Sword Mountain, Talisman Mountain, Refining Mountain, Elixir Mountain, and the Jade Forest Mountain which she was at. Every mountain had its own specialties. For example, Sword Mountain specialized in using swords, Talisman Mountain specialized in creating talismans, etc. There were no less than ten thousand disciples in every mountain. Among them, Sword Mountain had the most. Sword Mountain was undoubtedly the strongest in the sect. Every single mountain was made up of sword practitioners, and the Mountain Master was even the Sect Master of Ancient Hill Sect, Reverend Zi Mo. He was the one who had tested her Spirit Veins in the great hall that day. The Mountain Masters of every mountain were all Nascent Soul practitioners. Thinking back to the few people who were seated in the great hall that day, they were definitely the Mountain Masters of the other mountains as well.
And the woman she offended, was the Mountain Master of Pellet Mountain, Reverend Hong Chou. Pellet Mountain specialized in refining divine medicine, and the Mountain Master was even a rare ninth-ranked Pellet Refiner in the Divine Realm. It was unavoidable for practitioners to borrow the aid of medicinal pellets to raise their cultivation. Naturally, there were many times when they would request for help from Pellet Mountain. It could be said that no one would easily offend a Pellet Refiner, let alone a ninth-ranked one. And she just had to offend one!
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