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Three months ago, Cheng Jiangui, the current sect leader of Lingxiao Sect, dreamed of the sect's founding ancestor.

The ancestor descended from the sky, looked at the dilapidated and crumbling sect, and pointed out a path to him while cursing.

"When the Dragon Vein Secret Realm in Canghai City opens next time, a little girl will appear looking for your great-grandmother. Go and bring her back to take her as your disciple."

People in the cultivation world are quite superstitious, especially cultivators like Cheng Jiangui who are at the Mahayana stage. He doesn't believe that anyone can enter his dreams to deceive him.

He believed that the ancestors he dreamed of were the real ancestors.

In order to demonstrate his outstanding work ability, Cheng Jiangui appeared exceptionally professional in front of the patriarch, giving him a standard response befitting a working-class person.

His first sentence made him seem very important: "Ancestor, as you know, I always have very high standards for accepting disciples."

His second sentence made him seem very obedient: "But since you've said so, I'll definitely bring her back."

The third sentence expands on the task at hand: "If we find her, should we bring her great-grandmother back with her?"

The old ancestor gave a deathly smile, not answering directly, but instead recounting his glorious history:

"Cheng Jiangui, you have been the sect leader for 900 years. Under your leadership, Lingxiao Sect has gone from being the number one sect on the Yuanyue Continent to the bottom of the five sects and is disliked by everyone."

"The sect has grown from over a thousand people at the beginning to less than a hundred brats now."

"Over the past 900 years, you have taken on four personal disciples."

"My eldest apprentice is a sheltered young lady from a prominent family who never leaves the house..."

"My second apprentice is a sickly man who can't even stand up..."

"His third disciple has a crippled spiritual root; he's a monster..."

"I don't even care about mentioning my fourth disciple. Last time I asked you to bring me back a little girl with great fortune, and you brought back a little boy who's got a screw loose..."

"You're in this state and you still want to choose apprentices? It's a miracle she didn't choose you."

Cheng Jiangui: "..."

The patriarch sighed in exasperation, "It was one thing for my previous disciples to behave this way, but after observing the celestial phenomena last night, I realized that this young girl is the last hope of the Lingxiao Sect..."

I don't know if her great-grandmother can come back.

"But if you can't bring her back, I'll let you see your grandma!"

Cheng Jiangui: "..."

……

To protect Grandma

The hardworking Master Cheng arrived in Canghai City a month ago and stayed there from the first day the Dragon Vein Secret Realm opened until the last day.

As a professional, he didn't go in directly to find the person, fearing that he might accidentally miss his great-grandmother. Instead, he squatted outside the secret realm and stared intently at the only entrance teleportation mirror of the Dragon Vein Secret Realm for a whole month without sleep or rest, not even taking a nap.

On the first day, the guardian of the secret realm greeted him politely.

On the fifth day, the border guards thought he was sick.

On the 8th day, the beggars outside the secret realm thought he had come to steal their business, so they formed a group and started to suffer with him...

On the 10th day, the border guards underwent a shift change.

On the 16th day, nine out of ten beggars collapsed, and the last beggar left crying.

On the 20th day, the border guards changed shifts again and asked, "Cheng Jiangui, who exactly are you planning to assassinate?"

On the 23rd day, Cheng Jiangui changed his approach and questioned every old lady who passed by outside the secret area...

On the 25th day, rumors spread that there was a pervert outside the secret realm who specialized in harassing elderly women.

On the 28th day, all the old ladies in the city stopped going out.

On the 30th day, the secret realm closed. Cheng Jiangui was heartbroken and squatted outside writing his will...

Just as I was writing the tragic part, a little girl who had just emerged from the secret realm returned and broke down, hugging the guardian's leg: "I left my Taihei in the secret realm..."

!!!

Cheng Jiangui instantly felt a sense of redemption, as if half of his body had already entered the underworld but had been forcibly pulled back!

So even if Yunxi's fabricated stories were outrageous, absurd, and unbelievable, Cheng Jiangui would still be deeply moved and have tears streaming down his face!

It's been a month already, let alone Yunxi wanting to find her great-grandmother at a time like this.

She'd even be willing to be his great-grandmother!

To prevent the prize from slipping away, Cheng Jiangui opted for kidnapping instead of buying, carrying a sack of Yun hope back to the sect...

He introduced himself as he flew.

"Young lady, I am Cheng Jiangui, the sect master of Lingxiao Sect. From now on, you will be my disciple."

"You can call her Great-Grandma if you want, we can each call her that."

"I'm very powerful. There aren't many old men on this continent who can beat me."

"Go ahead and learn from me, but you'll be all silent once you start."

Yunxi: "..."

Yunxi remained silent.

She had so much to complain about that she didn't know where to begin.

After a long silence, he finally couldn't bear it any longer and offered his suggestion:

"This...this lady is so grandma..."

Yunxi said weakly, "I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush..."

"Fly more steadily, I think I'm getting carsick..."

"……oh oh."

Yunxi appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, she was completely helpless.

Faced with the difficult choice between flying to northern Myanmar and jumping off the cliff to delete her account, she chose to throw a small tantrum, struggling meekly for a moment: "What do you see in me?"

He replied instantly: "Your filial piety towards your great-grandmother has touched me. In all my thousands of years of life, I have never seen anyone who so faithfully observes filial piety and loves their great-grandmother so much."

Yunxi: "...I don't believe it."

Cheng Jiangui turned around and, quite shrewdly, stuffed a mustard seed bag into the sack.

"This is a special gift from your teacher to mark our meeting."

Yunxi: "I believe it."

There wasn't much in the mustard seed bag.

A spirit stone card worth 20 and more than a dozen bottles of top-quality pills.

They said they prepared it specially...

In fact, these things were prepared by Cheng Jiangui when he became the sect leader. Every disciple who became his disciple received them, and they were all exactly the same.

He appealed to their emotions and moved them with "propriety".

"If you're willing to become my disciple, I'll give you 10 spirit stones every year. How about it?"

Yes, this benefit is also available to other close associates...

Disciples of major sects have more responsibilities, and naturally receive the best benefits.

Fortunately, Yunxi was naive and inexperienced, and not worth much.

The most notable characteristic of this snake vine is that it is extremely worthless.

When selling spiritual plants in Canghai City, Yunxi specifically inquired about the price of snake blood vine from the shopkeeper.

Other spiritual plants are sold based on their age, but she sells them based on their length, one spirit stone per meter.

The shopkeeper's original words are as follows:

"These things survive in many secret realms; they're everywhere, and there are so many that nobody picks them up."

"It is used by weapon cultivators and alchemists, but large sects or families that specialize in weapon and alchemy have specialists to provide materials. The Medicine King Sect even has a secret realm specifically for cultivating snake blood vines."

"Only cultivators from small sects who specialize in weapon crafting or alchemy, or independent cultivators, would come to small shops like ours to buy things."

"Oh right, some staff from inns and hotels also come to buy it. They use quite a lot of it, mostly to feed their pigs."

"..."

Kind words cultivate good relationships, while harsh words wound the heart.

Recalling this moment, the "worthless, nobody picks it up, pig feed version" of Yun hope burst into tears again.

Other kids who transmigrate into books have some kind of cheat code like a system, a spatial ability, or a turtle shell, but she…

If we had to find something extraordinary about her, it would probably be that she has a special ability to generate vines, like a plant spirit in a TV series, where she can stretch out her hand and have several plants appear to attack.

With a wave of her hand, Yunxi could conjure several worthless snake blood vines to hang herself.

She was just entering the Qi Refining stage, and her spiritual power was thin and slow to recover. At most, she could produce 10 snake blood vines about 1 meter long a day.

To put it bluntly, if Cheng Jian doesn't return, Yun hope might even consider treating herself like a leek to be harvested with an exorbitant daily wage of 10 spirit stones.

So when someone inexplicably threw 20 spirit stones at her and promised her an annual salary of 10 to become his apprentice, Yunxi was indeed tempted...

She asked expectantly, "Is it okay if I just become your apprentice? Or how about I take care of you during your postpartum period? Otherwise, I won't feel at ease taking this money."

Cheng Jiangui: "...No need."

"I'll take care of you in your old age?"

"No need."

"I'll find you a great-grandfather to be your companion in your old age!"

Cheng Jiangui: "...There's absolutely no need for that."