Immortality begins with raising apprentices

Chapter 96 Sleeping with Qingjun!
Chen Ye opened Xue Chengjun's package; there weren't many things inside.

Seventeen spirit stones, a mid-grade first-tier Crimson Dragon Spear, and a Crimson Dragon Spear Manual.

"Something is better than nothing."

Chen Ye carefully put away the spirit stones and pills, and only casually flipped through the spear manual before losing interest.

However, it could be used by Qingjun.

As for Lin Qiongyu...

Chen Ye shook his head. They had only met by chance, and their fate was over; there was no point in thinking about it anymore.

He then inventoried the property of the three robbers.

These three cultivators were all penniless; their only valuable possession was a mid-grade first-level magic robe.

At that time, he withstood more than a dozen of his Geng metal energies.

But it's almost completely destroyed now, so it's not worth a few spirit stones.

The other resources are varied and come in total, amounting to approximately one low-grade magic weapon, two mid-grade magic weapons, and ten spirit stones.

It's not that they only have this much wealth, but since these three people went out to commit murder, they must have kept most of their assets at home.

Even if things go wrong, at least some resources can be left for the family.

"People from the Stone Mirror Society..."

Chen Ye recalled the only man among the three who looked somewhat familiar.

This person had followed behind Tian Feng and had met him once.

But why did the Stone Mirror Society ambush and kill him?
Chen Ye frowned, suddenly recalling Old Man Ye.

Back when he bought the medicinal herbs at the herbal medicine shop, the old man recognized him at a glance and was very enthusiastic.

At the time, Chen Ye was puzzled.
He's not the same person he used to be, so how did this old man recognize him?
It was only during a casual conversation that I learned that Old Man Ye had told me this when he and Luo Heng were hosting a banquet.

After all, Chen Ye had a bone-scraping whip wrapped around his waist, making his features relatively obvious.

"In short... the news has probably spread, but it shouldn't have been Old Man Ye who spread it. He came into contact with the Six-Leaf Mystic Ginseng before I did."

It was mostly because of this Six-Leaf Mystic Ginseng that he was targeted by the Stone Mirror Society.

Fortunately, Shi Jinghui was unaware of his strength and only sent three cultivators at the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

Shi Jinghui had been cautious and prudent enough, but they never expected that Chen Ye, this herb farmer, would have such skills.

Because, in common sense, a cultivator's time and energy are limited.

Especially for professions like plant cultivators,

They need to cultivate, practice spirit plant techniques, and spend a lot of energy treating spirit plants.

The time left for honing spells and practical combat skills is extremely limited.

But unfortunately,

Chen Ye has a proficiency panel, allowing him to practice skills at an incredibly fast pace.

For an ordinary plant master, it would take several years to master a single plant cultivation technique.

But for Chen Ye, it only takes a few days!

"The outer disciples of Yunxifang are about to compete. After their failed attempt to ambush them amidst the chaos, the Shijing Society is unlikely to cause any more trouble at this critical juncture..."

It's quiet at night.

Chen Ye sat cross-legged in the cultivation room, but did not start cultivating immediately.

He watched as the wind and snow outside the window gradually subsided and the moonlight once again bathed the earth, but his heart was not at peace.

The chaos of the day, Ping Zhuo's tragic death, the appearance of the demonic cultivators, the Stone Mirror Society's ambush...

These things left Chen Ye physically and mentally exhausted.

Lately, I haven't had time to play with my two little ones.

Both he and his disciple were always busy with cultivation...

"Once I become a spirit plant master deacon, I'll finally have time to spend with them..."

Chen Ye composed himself and began practicing his spiritual plant cultivation technique, something he hadn't done in a long time.

The spiritual plant master assessment is coming up soon, so I need to practice more.

But he hadn't been practicing for very long.
The bedroom door was gently pushed open a crack.

A small figure, carrying a blanket, tiptoed in.

It is Qingjun.

"Master..." she whispered, her voice tinged with fear.

"Qingjun, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Chen Ye asked gently.

These days, Qingjun has experienced a lot of frights.

She's young, so it's normal for her to be frightened.

The little girl didn't dare to look up at Chen Ye: "Master, Qingjun... Qingjun is scared... I want to sleep with Master..."

Her voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible, and her face turned bright red with embarrassment.

Chen Ye was taken aback.

He looked at the little girl in front of him, who was hugging a blanket and gazing at him expectantly.

But... sleeping with Master?

He was an older man in his forties, and his young apprentice...

Chen Ye hesitated for a moment, but when he saw Qing Jun's phoenix eyes brimming with tears, and her thin, trembling little body, his concerns vanished instantly.

He was an orphan, and he knew what a child needed most when he was scared.

"Then... what about Senior Sister?" Chen Ye asked deliberately.

"Senior sister... Senior sister said she's not afraid! She sent Qingjun to find Master!" Qingjun said immediately, afraid that Master would change his mind.

Chen Ye nodded.
Indeed, Zhiwei was not afraid when she saw Pingzhuo's corpse. She even dared to stand in front of Chen Ye and argue with Junior Brother Liu.

"But...Qingjun, do you really want to sleep with Master?"

Chen Ye hesitated for a moment, then asked again, looking a little puzzled.

Qingjun... seems to be very resistant to his touch?
The white fluffy ball puffed out its cheeks: "Master is so noisy!"

"Okay, okay..."

He sighed and patted the futon beside him: "But Master's bed is too small, it can't fit two people, so we'll all sleep on the floor tonight."

As he spoke, he got up, spread his bedding on the ground, and gestured for Qingjun to bring her bedding over as well.

The meditation room was small; two quilts spread out, almost filling all the open space.

Upon seeing this, Qingjun's eyes lit up, and she immediately grabbed her small quilt and laid it down next to the bedding that Chen Ye had laid out.

The little girl nimbly slipped into bed, only her fluffy little head peeking out, her big, bright eyes staring at Chen Ye.

Chen Yexin is so cute, he's practically melting.

Chen Ye also lay down and covered himself with the blanket.

There was a narrow gap between the two, but each had their own blanket.

"Master, don't look at Qingjun, go to sleep!!!"

Even when she's in the wrong, the little girl always manages to gain an advantage.

She was clearly staring at him, but he was telling him not to look.

"Good good..."

Chen Ye suddenly remembered,

It seems he's also going to practice the art of spiritual plants?

Forget it, the most important thing is to sleep with my little apprentice.

Chen Ye was content to slack off, but suddenly couldn't help looking at the little head beside his shoulder:
"Qingjun, how can you say those three people's things from today are your treasures..."

He was very curious at the time why Qingjun said that.

The little girl narrowed her phoenix eyes and said in a low voice, "Master... things you shouldn't know, you shouldn't know... Ouch! Master is bullying Qingjun again!"

Chen Ye flicked Qing Jun's head in annoyance, too lazy to pay her any attention.

This little girl is trying to be mysterious with her master?

Chen Ye rolled over, his backside facing Qing Jun, and fell fast asleep.

Seeing Chen Ye close his eyes,
Qingjun breathed a sigh of relief.

snort!
Foolish master!
Once Qingjun's cultivation is complete, won't her master's things belong to her, Qingjun?

"Supreme... Crossing the Passion Technique? What a strange technique."

Qingjun quietly moved closer to Chen Ye, furrowed her brows, and wrinkled her nose in a pitiful manner.

hateful……

This technique actually requires you to inhale your master's stench!

"Should we tell Master about this technique?"

But for some reason, a voice seemed to be telling Qingjun not to tell her master.

And this voice... sounded just like the sister who saved her that day, making Qingjun trust her from the bottom of her heart.

And the other side.

The black furry ball lay straight on the bed, all alone.

Her eyes were lifeless, and she seemed to be questioning the meaning of life.

what's the situation?
Why does Qingjun even want his senior sister anymore?

She actually... she actually dared to let Chen Ye sleep with her!
Zhiwei couldn't fall asleep until late at night.

She opened and closed her eyes repeatedly.

Finally, she carefully tiptoed out of bed.
He approached the door of the training room and slowly pushed it open a crack.

The training room was pitch black.

But you can see two figures on the ground.

Qingjun was smacking her lips, fast asleep.

The little head kept nuzzling against Chen Ye's arm, mumbling in its sleep, "No...no sleeping! Qingjun needs to cultivate..."

Stupid!

They were clearly asleep, why are they talking about cultivation!
Zhiwei pouted and silently climbed back into bed.

The wind and snow howled outside the window, and the bed was empty.

The eldest girl, who always slept upright, gradually curled up in the blankets.

"...Why is that?!"

(End of this chapter)