After the cannon fodder sect accepted me as a disciple, all members ascended

Chapter 37: A Bullish Struggle

That night, the sky was filled with nebulae.

Amid the chirping of cicadas, in a small courtyard within the base.

Si Nian suddenly threw back the quilt and rolled over.

He clenched his fists and shouted to the sky, "I'm wasting my time! I want to make progress! I want to practice!"

Then he put on his clothes hastily and walked out of the house with big strides.

One shoe is left behind!
"Boom boom boom, boom boom, boom boom boom boom..."

A series of knocks on the door rang out in the quiet night sky like a death call.

A moment later, Lu Zhiming's angry voice rang out from the door: "Who is it?! I'm already asleep!!"

"Third senior brother, it's me, your cutest little junior sister!" Si Nian's voice rose slightly, and he looked like he was full of energy.

"..."

Si Nian put his ear to the door, and the room was silent.

"Dongdong, dongdongdongdongdong..."

"Bang!" Just as Si Nian knocked on the door again, the door suddenly opened.

"You..." Lu Zhiming opened the door angrily and looked Si Nian up and down.

After a while, he squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "What are you doing!"

Si Nian chuckled and pointed at the moon in the sky.

"Third Brother, look, isn't the moon big and round tonight?"

Lu Zhiming looked up and said, "It's okay. I'm going back to sleep."

"Hey! Senior Brother! How can you sleep well on such a nice day?"

"Then tell me...! What do you want to do?!"

"Practice!"

"What?"

"Practice!"

Lu Zhiming's eyes were as big as two eggs, as if he had heard some shocking news.

He looked Si Nian up and down, left and right for a long time.

"Is that something you can say?"

"Hey! Things have changed. I've been thinking about this in bed today. I've always been too lazy about cultivation!"

"How many years can a person live? Ten thousand years is too long! We must seize every moment!"

"We must strive to be the best in the cultivation industry! The leaders of the times!"

Lu Zhiming: “…”

A gust of wind blew by and Lu Zhiming shivered.

I saw that he had a frown on his face, pinched Si Nian's face with both hands, and his expression was serious.

Si Nian didn't care at all and kept his eyes wide open.

"How about it, Senior Brother? Are you discouraged by what I said... wuwawawawawa..."

"No matter who you are, get off my little sister now!!"

Before Si Nian could finish her words, Lu Zhiming had already started shaking her head vigorously from side to side.

The rest of Si Nian's words instantly turned into a mess.

……

After a moment, Lu Zhiming resigned himself to his fate and followed Si Nian into the yard.

Compared to Lu Zhiming's lifeless appearance, Si Nian walked in front with great vigor and chattered non-stop.

"Little Junior Sister, why do you have to drag me along when you practice? Can't you just practice facing the moon?"

"Brother, I've tried, but I'm so exhausted right now that it's hard to enter a state of meditation."

Si Nian spoke very sincerely, and Lu Zhiming choked.

She was already ready in the yard. "Come on, Third Brother!"

Lu Zhiming moved his neck, and the boy's face was still smiling brightly in the moonlight.

"Junior sister, I won't be polite then."

……

*
The next day.

Wei Yi arrived at the entrance of the secret realm feeling refreshed.

I saw Lu Zhiming standing in the middle of the team with a hunched back and looking half dead.

"Morning, Senior Brother."

Wei Yi greeted Lu Zhiming as usual. The moment he turned around and saw his face, a hint of surprise appeared on Wei Yi's usually cold face.

"Brother, you..."

"Junior brother!" Lu Zhiming had two huge dark circles clearly visible on his face.

The whole person seemed to have been drained of yang energy.

Seeing Wei Yi, it was like the resentful ghost that had been wandering around had finally found a place to vent.

He placed his hands on Wei Yi's shoulders and said angrily, "What on earth did you give Junior Sister to eat yesterday?!"

"I..." Wei Yi's voice froze, his mind working frantically.

Could it be that the enhanced version of the Spirit Gathering Pill has some side effects?

That shouldn’t be the case… He was using a thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng.

Logically speaking, even if a cultivator's spiritual power is exhausted and his life is on the verge of death, he will become full of energy after taking this pill.

"Junior sister...what's wrong?" Wei Yi asked tentatively.

"What's wrong? Heh...she..."

Before Lu Zhiming could finish speaking, Si Nian's voice sounded from behind them.

"Fourth Brother, you're here!"

Wei Yi turned around and saw Si Nian standing behind him, looking at him with a smile, holding two meat buns in his hand.

hiss…

Doesn't it look good? And very energetic.

Before Wei could speak, she stuffed a meat bun into his hand without saying a word.

"Fourth Brother, eat more! We are about to enter the secret realm, so we must eat and drink well!"

"You must know that the body is the foundation of our revolution! It is the greatest magic weapon for cultivating immortality!"

"Um... okay, thank you, junior sister." Wei Yi took it with his eyes wide open.

"It's okay, this is what I should do! Aren't we, as direct disciples, supposed to help each other?!"

Si Nian said this passionately and walked away in Wei Yi's shocked gaze.

"She..." Wei Yi thought about it for a long time, but couldn't figure out what words to use to describe Si Nian.

After a long while, he finally managed to say, "She seems to be in good spirits today."

"Heh." Lu Zhiming couldn't help but sneer when he heard this.

"Not just today? She was very energetic last night too. She practiced swordplay with me all night long!"

"Junior brother, tell me honestly, what did you put in that newly refined Spirit Gathering Pill you gave her yesterday?!"

"...a thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng that can restore vitality to even the dying."

“…” Lu Zhiming’s pupils gradually widened, and the hand holding Wei Yi’s shoulder kept tightening.

Take several deep breaths in a row.

Finally, he sighed deeply and said to Wei Yi earnestly, "Junior Brother, next time if Junior Sister doesn't have any serious problems, just give her your basic version of the Spirit Gathering Pill."

"She's still young, so there's no need to make up for it like this. Remember?"

“…I’ve got it…”

*
By the time of noon, the entrance to the secret realm was already full of people.

Ye Rong and Ye Shu also appeared in the crowd.

The moment he saw Lu Zhiming, Ye Rong blinked, "Your eyes..."

Lu Zhiming sighed and waved his hand: "Let's not talk about it."

Ye Rong concealed the smile on her lips, nodded, and took out a silk thread as thick as a rope that was shining with a faint light from the mustard bag.

"There might be miasma in the secret realm. This is our sect's secret treasure, the Guixin Lock."

"No matter how far apart the people are, even if it's thousands of miles, as long as we think of them, the Homecoming Lock will bring us back together."

As Ye Rong spoke, he distributed the Homecoming Lock to everyone.

When I arrived at Si Nian, I saw Elder Zhou standing at the entrance of the secret realm.

Clearing his throat, he said, "Now, the secret realm is open! I wish you all smooth sailing and success in achieving your wishes. See you in three days!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and a circle with ripples like waves slowly appeared in front of everyone.

"It's open! I want to be the first one in!"

Si Nian jumped up, yelling, and rushed into the secret realm without looking back.

Only Lu Zhiming, Wei Yi, Ye Shu, and Ye Rong, who was holding the Guixin Lock that had not been given to her yet, were left. The four of them looked at each other in bewilderment.

In a moment, Lu Zhiming made a sharp explosion!

"Junior Sister! Your heart... no, your lock!!!"

(End of this chapter)