Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure CH 071 The White Camellia Sheds Tears, Deep Affection Between Master And Apprentice
Feng Qingxiu had another strange dream.
This time, the dream was clearer. He actually dreamed that he turned into something like—a water balloon-like shell, filled with air (or something else), and then he was pressed down by his naked master.
But before he could see clearly, the scene changed. His now human-shaped shell became a bit more recognizable, and he clung to his master asking, "Why aren't you penetrating me?"
His master's face was extremely cold as he calmly tossed him aside: "Before, I was influenced by the desire you brought, using you as an outlet. Now that you have consciousness and form, it's naturally different."
"What's different!" he pursued, "Back then, I didn't feel anything, but now I'm affected by your divine consciousness and can feel it. It's okay, go ahead, you can't break me."
Then his vision went black, and he was locked up.
And then he woke up.
Feng Qingxiu felt like his worldview was shattered!
Sure, he saw his master yesterday, even got his cultivation checked by him, and saw his master’s beautiful, bare back while dressing. From the top of the spine down—no, no, stop it, how can I randomly think about my master's naked back...
Just the thought of that scene made Feng Qingxiu feel a hot flush in his nose, and two streams of blood flowed out again.
No, no, I respect my master, having such dreams is just because I'm too young and don't have a wife!
I don’t have any improper thoughts about my master!
He felt so aggrieved he was about to cry.
Feng Qingxiu searched his pockets but found no pills to quell the fire. He quickly dressed and went to the yard, where the white camellia still bloomed beautifully.
Remembering that camellia has the effect of reducing fire, stopping bleeding, and dispersing stasis, Feng Qingxiu tore a few petals and stuffed them into his mouth. The taste was slightly bitter, but the flower from his master's courtyard worked excellently; the bleeding stopped almost immediately.
Feng Qingxiu breathed a sigh of relief, then saw the flower branch tremble and, in anger, a thick branch swung over, hitting him squarely on the nose.
The blood flowed out again.
A light laugh came, and his master, who had come out without him noticing, was leaning against the door, smiling, and beckoning to his apprentice.
Feeling both anxious and a bit embarrassed, Feng Qingxiu walked over.
His master just extended a finger, gently wiped the bruise on his face, and all the marks were gone, the nosebleed also stopped.
Feng Qingxiu couldn’t help but nuzzle against his master's palm.
He got a tap on the head.
They both laughed; Feng Qingxiu was a bit embarrassed, while Ji Yunlai found his apprentice’s embarrassment amusing.
Then it was time for teaching and answering questions.
Many of Feng Qingxiu's questions were on behalf of Taiyi Peak, and Ji Yunlai explained them all. Actually, he was a bit puzzled; it was as if his apprentice seemed to have learned it before but just forgotten. Once explained clearly, he understood immediately.
Faster than he himself learned advanced mathematics back then.
Even though he was very good at math, it took him a long time to do problems, memorize, and understand, and at that time, he was lectured by famous professors. And his teaching ability was certainly not on par with those veteran teachers.
"That's basically it." Ji Yunlai quickly finished, seeing his apprentice silently digesting, he paused before mentioning something else.
"Here, take this with you." Ji Yunlai handed his apprentice a box of white paper figures.
His apprentice imagined hundreds of paper figures flying around him, and was a bit hesitant.
"Master, won't so many divine consciousness fragments affect you?" he asked worriedly.
"These are not divine consciousness fragments. Remember the paper cranes you received in the outer sect?" His master appreciated his apprentice's concern and explained gently.
"Yes." Feng Qingxiu nodded. In the outer sect, without the Net Charm, paper cranes were often used for messaging. But they were slow and easily intercepted, so once disciples could afford a Net Charm, no one in Kun-Lai's inner peaks used them anymore. But back when he was still in the lower school, Feng Xiao Qing received a bundle of paper cranes every day.
"The transmission technique among spells has its merits. Paper cranes are not divine consciousness fragments but a type of tracking spell, recording a person’s divine consciousness fluctuations and following a sequence of talismans to approach them. I think this tracking ability has great potential for development. After all, the internet relies on addressing..." Ji Yunlai casually picked up a paper figure. It looked dull and ordinary, showing no special traits.
"But since people's divine consciousness varies in strength, distance can blur many fluctuations. So, I made a bunch. Xiao Qing," Ji Yunlai placed a paper figure on the table, and the light on it subtly shifted, gradually blending with the color of the wooden table, "When you’re on the Flying Peak, drop a paper figure every thousand miles. It might be a bit tedious, but it's safer."
"Safer?" Feng Qingxiu asked curiously.
"It’s a precaution against possible risks," Ji Yunlai explained casually. "After all, the Yuntian Domain has had incidents before. It will take you three to five years to go there and back. Even with my abilities, it would take at least two hours to get there."
Yuntian Domain had to be crossed over from the Western Continent and pass Qingqiu Domain, the domain itself was also vast, and far from Kun-Lai’s main peaks. Recently, Ji Yunlai’s attempts at divination had been unsuccessful, eventually realizing the issue wasn't with himself.
But with someone disturbing the divination.
Cultivators' divination relies on various data and a bit of divine guidance, it was sensitive like the soul, easily influenced. If one doesn’t find the right clues among the chaos, they can be misled.
During the major incident that happened in Yuntian Domain a century ago, he was likely influenced back then, which caused him to fail to arrive in time.
Such high-level power games, weaker disciples caught in it could turn to dust, not even knowing how they died, thinking fate was against them.
Unaware that beyond their personality and strength, such schemes were their true death causes.
Ji Yunlai even suspected that besides the High Priest of Great Xuan being highly suspicious, the three major sects of the Central Continent might not be innocent either. Otherwise, with his power back then, he couldn't have been blocked for so long. He should have sensed the crisis and arrived early.
This time, with his apprentice also going, Ji Yunlai had to be extremely cautious.
"What spiritual effects do these talismans have?" Feng Qingxiu asked curiously.
Ji Yunlai smiled slightly, displaying a masterly demeanor: "They will allow your Flying Peak to go online."
My god!!!!!!
Feng Qingxiu almost cheered, his eyes turning red with excitement, unable to express his joy.
"Keep it to yourself." Ji Yunlai patted his apprentice, calming his excitement, and whispered, "This is your personal network."
With limited bandwidth, similar to dial-up, it was only for Xiao Qing. More users would spoil the fun.
Feng Qingxiu nodded vigorously.
The master and apprentice talked a while longer before Feng Qingxiu took his leave, returning to his developing Flying Peak.
Zhaoyue Peak returned to its quiet state.
Ji Yunlai sighed softly and continued to study his celestial divination.
The other him would never have idly waited; he must have retaliated with something that had kept those guys from extending their claws for another hundred years. He needed to find it quickly.
As he was thinking, he suddenly noticed a small green stone under the camellia, with some characters on it, clearly written by Xiao Qing.
Did Xiao Qing drop something?
Ji Yunlai casually summoned it over and looked at the stone. He found inscribed on it: "Gazing at that mysterious river, the green bamboo is lush. There is a gentleman, cloud-like and star-like."
Xiao Qing praised me as a beautiful gentleman—Ji Yunlai's metaphorical tail waved slightly, feeling a hint of satisfaction. It's just that the poem was misquoted here; the latter part of the sentence should have been "There is a gentleman, brilliant and shining, sparkling like a star."
But it didn't matter. He flicked the green stone back into Xiao Qing's room and happily returned to his own.
Feeling full of strength, capable of single-handedly taking on three Human Immortals~
The white camellia in the courtyard shook its irregular petals, quiet and standing tall, hiding its accomplishments and credit.
***
At Danding Peak, a refined and handsome young man was in discussion with an elder. After the elders expressed their views, he clearly stated that he would participate in this expedition.
The several elders were greatly comforted and pleased.
Qiu Tansheng was one of the Seven Talents, comparable to Yimeng Qingnu. He innovated countless methods on the path of pill alchemy, particularly his unique Pill Crossing technique, which deeply absorbed the essence of ancient cultivators' alchemy, combined with Kun-Lai's current alchemical principles, innovatively increasing the success rate by a full twenty percent. He also improved the purity of the alchemical fire in the furnace, greatly reducing the risk of explosion, thus enhancing safety. He had received numerous accolades from the upper echelons and the Sect Leader of Kun-Lai. He was the designated next head of Danding Peak, with almost all matters of the peak entrusted to him for practice.
However, nowadays, he spent more time online, neglecting his alchemy. Although his work efficiency had not decreased, the elders and peak master were worried and intended to send him away on this expedition to cure his addiction.
After the discussion meeting, Qiu Tansheng felt like he had barely managed to hold onto his life.
The elders loved him too much; after a day of nagging, his ears couldn't stand it anymore.
At this moment, an alchemist attendant in a red robe walked over. "Senior Brother Qiu, there's a spirit demon who wants to buy your Bone-Transforming Pill in large quantities."
"Coming."
Qiu Yansheng shook his head, knowing that trouble had found him again.
Danding Peak had a huge annual output, and these small matters generally wouldn't bother him, but if it was about the Bone-Transforming Pill, it must be from that side.
Walking into the alchemy room, he saw a large white dog waiting there.
"I heard you're doing very well in Kun-Lai now," the white dog said softly.
"The Bone-Transforming Pill can't be discounted. There's no need to pull strings," Qiu Tansheng smiled.
The Bone-Transforming Pill was used to dissolve the bone structures in spirit demons' mouths, allowing them to speak human language without having to howl or transmit sound, and only Kun-Lai was willing to provide large quantities of this pill for spirit demon cultivators (after all, they wanted the newbies to get more practice in alchemy).
“Gongzi asked, will you personally take care of this matter?" The white dog smiled, knowing that this question wasn't about the pill.
"Of course not. Those useless fools can't do anything well. I have my own plans," Qiu Tansheng picked up the teapot and threw in a pill, immediately filling the room with fragrance, before pouring himself a cup of tea that was like jade.
"But without you in charge, Gongzi is very uneasy," the white dog said, "Back then, the Sect Leader of Kun-Lai almost killed the Fuhai Great Sage with one sword. If not for the arrival of Longshe Great Sage and the interference of the three Human Immortals, the sky in Yuntian Domain would have been turned upside down."
"He single-handedly fought five. Yet you guys didn't gain anything to show for it, so what right do you have to find me to come up with a plan." Qiu Tansheng lightly sipped his tea, saying mildly, "Three Human Immortals disrupted the celestial divination, and with the clever and deceitful Fuhai gongzi personally taking action, as well as me providing the internal and confidential news of Kun-Lai's Qingdi Peak, and with the messenger who was sent back to Kun-Lai to ask for help was also arranged by me to be poisoned, and even giving Fuhai the special fake death techniques of Great Xuan such that those two Great Sages became our chess pieces under the impression their only son had died—you still let the Sect Leader divine the celestial secrets, resulting in all efforts having gone to waste with nearly a hundred Flying Peaks and tens of thousands of disciples with possessions of Yunfu Dao Seeds escaping. I don't even want to say anymore."
"Keep your voice down..." The white dog looked around and was sweating heavily.
"What are you afraid of, being caught would be perfect actually. At least there's internet in jail," Qiu Tansheng raised his head proudly, "Cooperating with you people, I'm under too much pressure."
"Are you going this time?" The white dog almost begged, "If you don't go, no one will be in charge."
"I will go, but don't ask me how to arrange things." Qiu Tansheng glanced disdainfully at him, waving his hand, "Go out, pay on the right side."
"Yes." The white dog lowered his head and went out.
Qiu Tansheng suddenly drank the tea in one gulp, then smiled bitterly and put down the exquisite and beautiful teacup, playing with it.
Going without the internet again. Ah!
—I am the villain, I must hold firm!
AN: Repeating again, the Sect Leader is shou, Xiao Qing is gong! Great Celestial Demon Qing was just a ball of energy that invokes desire due to his nature, so that encounter they had was just that, the Sect Leader couldn't be a shou even if he wanted to.