Immortality begins with raising apprentices

Chapter 23 Past Events—Snowy Night

[Minor Mastery of Body Regeneration Technique: 23/100]

A day's journey had already allowed him to break through to the minor mastery stage of the Body Regeneration Technique!

He pressed his back muscles with his other hand, and they were noticeably thicker than they had been in the morning.

The shoulder blades no longer resembled two plowshares about to fall apart; instead, they stood up properly.

This decaying body miraculously developed muscle and muscle outlines in just one day!
A mountain breeze swept through the pine forest, carrying with it a faint smell of blood.

Chen Ye instinctively gripped the hilt of his sword. In the distance, on a patch of snow, a gray shadow was twitching—it was a fawn that had been gutted by a gray wolf.

The gray wolf seemed to sense something, its green eyes turning back to look at itself, its mouth dripping with blood.

This gray wolf was a whole size bigger than Yuan Yuan, the dog that Granny Li kept, and looked even more ferocious!

If it were me a day ago, my legs would be trembling right now.

"call out!"

As the Geng metal energy pierced the air, it brought a sharp whistle. The gray wolf jumped up in fright, but in an instant, half of its head was shaved off by the Geng metal energy, and blood stained the snow red.

Chen Ye's blood was racing, and he clenched his fists in excitement.

A perfectly executed Gengjin Technique is enough to kill this medium-sized animal with a single blow!
"boom!"

Suddenly, flames erupted in the distant mountain valley, and the faint sound of magical artifacts colliding could be heard.

A dense mass of dark shadows rolled up from the east; upon closer inspection, it turned out to be countless startled birds scattering and fleeing.

Then, looking at where the startled birds took flight, a powerful clash of spells erupted, like fireworks exploding.

Such a commotion must be caused by a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining!
"The two masked cultivators rushed eastward earlier. There was no movement from there for a long time, so why are they only now engaging in a fight?"

"If the city gates are on fire, don't let me, an innocent bystander, get caught in the crossfire."

Chen Ye's heart sank immediately, and he quickened his pace, almost running to get home.

They were terrified of witnessing a fight between them.

But what you worry about most is what's most likely to happen.

A dozen or so figures darted out from the surrounding mountains and forests, shooting off towards the east.

Swift as lightning, agile in movement, they were all mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators who had fought for many years.

"Quick! The Stone Mirror Society members have indeed infiltrated!"

"These people are so unruly, treating the Jade Lizard Society like it doesn't exist!"

They talked to each other, exchanging a few words.

Chen Ye roughly understood what had happened.

Wherever there are people, there is a world of martial arts, especially in the competitive world of cultivation, where gangs are all too common.

The Stone Mirror Society is a gang formed by independent cultivators from other places who banded together in Yunxifang for mutual support.

The Jade Lizard Society is a guild of local demon-hunting cultivators in Yunxifang.

Friction often occurs between the two.

Recently, members of the Jade Lizard Society discovered a valley within the Three Thousand Mountains, containing many medicinal herbs.

However, the news was accidentally leaked and reached the ears of the Stone Mirror Society.

Shi Jinghui stole a lot of spiritual medicines under the cover of night, and after reaping the benefits, he used the same trick again this time.

Chen Ye was almost shattered by what he heard about the cultivation world.

He had assumed that the two gangs would have a real fight to determine ownership of the elixir.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a nighttime theft; they stole it and ran away!
But none of this concerns him!
With the proficiency panel, Chen Ye only wanted to live a peaceful life with his apprentice.

Chen Ye carried the gray wolf on his back and cautiously moved away from the group.

……

The snowy night a year ago is just as beautiful as tonight.

The heavy snow buried the filth of the shantytown.

In sight, there were only hazy snowflakes, no buildings in sight.

Only the candle in my hand emitted a dim light.

She held the candle in both hands and knelt on the ground.

Tears froze into ice crystals on her cheeks.

The dilapidated house had its doors wide open, and a cold wind swept through the messy house, carrying bits of grass.

"belch--"

In the blizzard, the man stumbled out of the snow.

He was carrying a wine jug, his face flushed from drinking.

"Zhiwei, you're so good."

The man stomped his feet at the doorway, wiped the mud off his shoes on the snow, and looked at her drunkenly.

She was completely unaware and knelt stiffly on the ground.

"Fell asleep?"

The man's tone held a strange worry, and he suddenly grabbed her earlobe, which was covered in chilblains, and twisted it hard.

"Master, where is Qingqing-jun?"

A hoarse sob escaped from her cracked lips.

"Qingjun?"

The man smiled with interest and pointed to the doorway, "Go to the osmanthus tree across the street and pick a leaf for your teacher."

After saying this, he fell into a deep, drunken stupor onto the earthen bed, the wine dripping from the corners of his mouth and soaking the straw mat.

After hearing this, she staggered to her feet.

They recklessly ran into the snow and rain.

The cold wind almost blew her thin, short body into the air.

But her feelings for her junior sister made her bravely trek through the snow and rain, picking a leaf from the other side of the muddy snow road.

"Master..."

Before she could speak, the man, without even opening his eyes, shouted sharply:
"Stop! Don't dirty my house."

Zhiwei numbly imitated the man's actions, stamping her feet in the snow at the doorway.

Perhaps because her body was frozen stiff, she had lost all feeling in it.

Even his two legs felt like they weren't his own.

But this is also a good thing.

At least she won't feel cold.

"Master, the leaves are here."

It was pitch black in front of her, and she couldn't even make out the expression on the man's face.

But he must be grinning maliciously:

"Sigh, haven't you figured out Master's intention yet? Pick another one."

intention?

Could it be that Qingjun is on her way to Guishu?
She was almost losing consciousness, but she desperately rushed back.

But there was clearly nothing on the road.

She picked another leaf, this time without the man saying a word.

She skillfully stomped away the mud and respectfully handed it to the man.

"Go again..."

She wasn't surprised to hear this.

And so it went, countless times.

When she handed the leaf to the man again, he sighed softly.
"Zhiwei, haven't you noticed?"

"Then let's take a look at the soles of your shoes."

shoe soles...

She stared blankly at her tattered straw sandals.

She found Qingjun.

This man deliberately made her step on... Qingjun's body.

……

Qingjun did not die after that day.

But due to the prolonged cold, he became so cold that he developed mental problems.

And she herself was left with an indelible psychological scar because of everything she had done to her junior sister...

Zhiwei hugged her knees, silently gazing at the swirling snow outside the courtyard.

The lifeless, emotionless pupils stared into the darkness.

The reflection of the man in the straw raincoat in her pupils showed him appearing in the wind and snow, carrying a gray wolf on his back and a rabbit in his hand.

His face was rosy, just like when he was drunk.

"Zhiwei! Master is back!"

Chen Ye waved to his eldest disciple with a broad smile.

He saw his eldest disciple waiting for him at the door in such cold weather.

Chen Ye felt an indescribable sense of gratitude.

"Master."

Chen Ye wondered if it was just his imagination, but the older girl's voice seemed a bit colder.

But as the saying goes.

Judging by actions, not words, is more important than words; no matter how cold her voice may be.

Since my disciple is waiting for me to return by the door, it means that his efforts over the past few days have been effective!
Chen Ye looked at her frostbitten face with heartache:

"It's so cold outside, why don't you come inside?"

The eldest disciple's eyes, hidden behind his bangs, seemed to be fixed on him for a moment:
“Master, Zhiwei is tough and not afraid of the cold.”

"Silly child, who isn't afraid of the cold?"

Chen Ye wanted to take her small hand, but his disciple silently withdrew.

He intended to forcefully take her hand, just like before.

But after thinking about it, I decided to give up.

Previously, Zhiwei refused to eat, so he had no choice but to force-feed her.

If it's not necessary, let's not go against Zhiwei's wishes and take it slow...

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