Junior sister, I really need to control you.

At noon, the sun was blazing overhead.

"Huff... Hah... Huff..."

As Mu Xiaoyu panted heavily, she threw a punch, a few drops of hot sweat flicking from her sweat-soaked sleeves.

She had never felt so tired.

Yesterday, the Quenching Yuan Lock weighed only 70 jin, but today the bad senior brother adjusted it to 80 jin.

After being woken from her sweet dream in the morning, she had only practiced for a little over half an hour when she was already drenched in sweat.

Li Yinsheng even used his magic to move a large vat filled with cool well water so that Mu Xiaoyu, who sweats a lot, could drink water at any time.

Unfortunately, this thoughtfulness did not earn Mu Xiaoyu's gratitude, but only her despairing glare.

"Alright, take a Nourishing Essence Pill and rest for a bit. Junior Sister, your breathing is a little disordered."

Li Yinsheng, who was meditating on a futon, opened his eyes and spoke.

There was also a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

With his current cultivation level, he was naturally not afraid of the scorching sun. However, when he cultivated, his Blood Refining Pivot tempered his blood and qi. The heat and burning pain that filled his body was not an illusion, but rather the influence of the Bing Fire Qi. Naturally, he would inevitably sweat.

Mu Xiaoyu immediately sat down on the ground, panting heavily, completely ignoring the dirt and dust on the ground.

Li Yinsheng raised his hand, and a futon flew to Mu Xiaoyu's side and landed.

Mu Xiaoyu struggled to climb onto the prayer mat and continued to sit slumped down.

"Junior sister, would you like some snacks?" Li Yinsheng asked, his eyes closed as he rested.

"Um, senior brother, I want to eat dried dates," Mu Xiaoyu said, panting.

Li Yinsheng took out a few dried jujubes from his Qiankun bag and made them float in front of Mu Xiaoyu, who reached out and took them.

Magical artifacts all require magical power to control, and the Qiankun Bag is no exception.

Although Li Yinsheng had already had Mu Xiaoyu bind her Qiankun Bag to him with her blood, even with the binding, it still couldn't be opened without magic power.

Therefore, apart from keeping some of her snacks in her own room, most of them were still stored with Li Yinsheng, and she would ask Li Yinsheng for them when she wanted to eat them.

This is also one of the reasons why Mu Xiaoyu is still cultivating quite diligently at this moment.

If she breaks through to the second level of the Qingxuan True Scripture as soon as possible, she will not only be able to manipulate the Quenching Yuan Lock within her body, which constantly burdens her, but she will also be able to take out snacks from her Qiankun Bag at any time.

While chewing on dried dates, Mu Xiaoyu glared at Li Yinsheng, who was resting with his eyes closed.

Damn it! Why can my senior brother meditate and cultivate, but she has to stand in a stance and practice boxing every day!

Parents, you tricked me! You sent me up the mountain not so I could cultivate immortality, but I've been practicing martial arts all day!

"Junior sister, why are you staring at me like that?" Li Yinsheng, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly spoke up.

If her body hadn't been still sore and weak, Mu Xiaoyu would have almost jumped off the futon.

The dried jujube she had swallowed halfway got stuck in her throat, causing her to cough. She patted her chest twice, then got up and went to the water tank to drink a big mouthful of water before it finally went down.

"Senior...Senior Brother, weren't your eyes closed?" Mu Xiaoyu, who was standing with her hand on the edge of the water vat, looked at Li Yinsheng and asked timidly.

"Cultivators who possess magical power also possess divine sense, allowing them to perceive the things around them."

"That's amazing?" Mu Xiaoyu stuffed another dried date into her mouth and mumbled, "If I had divine sense, I wouldn't have gotten caught so often when I skipped school as a kid. Divine sense is so convenient."

"Divine sense is indeed convenient," Li Yinsheng said with a smile. "For example, if you want to slack off while cultivating, I can detect it immediately."

Mu Xiaoyu remained silent.

Her senior brother was a good person, and more handsome than any man she had ever seen at home, but the way he talked was really infuriating.

I wish she could really become the abbot someday, just like in my dream last night.

If she becomes the abbot, she can order her senior brothers to cultivate every day.

No, just cultivating is too good for her senior brother! She also needs to make him buy her snacks every day! She'll pick the most expensive and delicious ones!

"Hehehe..."

Thinking of this, Mu Xiaoyu couldn't help but let out a few silly laughs.

"What's wrong, Junior Sister?" Li Yinsheng asked.

Mu Xiaoyu quickly stopped laughing: "It's nothing, senior brother, I was just thinking of something happy."

"Heh, Junior Sister, if you're thinking of something happy, it must be something delicious, right?" Li Yinsheng said with a confident smile.

After spending these days together, he had come to understand his junior sister quite well, and knew that the most important thing in her mind was food.

"Senior brother really looks down on me!" Mu Xiaoyu said with some dissatisfaction, taking a bite of the dried jujube. "Does senior brother think all I care about is food?"

Although mortal identity seems useless in the cultivation world, she is still the little princess of Wuwei Royal Palace!

How could you think that all she thinks about is food?

She clearly likes fun and pretty things too!

"Oh? Weren't you thinking about delicious food?" Li Yinsheng opened his eyes and asked with great interest, "Besides gourmet food, what else could make you so happy?"

He was genuinely curious: what happy things could a foodie have besides food in their head?

"Uh... this... I'm thinking, I'm thinking..." Mu Xiaoyu stammered.

What should she say?

Tell my senior brother that the "happy thing" I'm thinking of is becoming the abbot and then taking revenge on you tenfold?

If someone dares to say something like that, they'll probably be trained all night!

Faced with Li Yinsheng's face, which was full of "I'm very interested", Mu Xiaoyu stammered a few words and quickly came up with a solution.

"I... I'm still a nominal disciple. I thought that as long as I listen to my senior brother and cultivate diligently, I can become a formal disciple, or even a true disciple, so that's why I'm happy! Yes! That's why!"

The same words, phrased differently, can evoke completely different feelings.

Mu Xiaoyu, you're so clever! Mu Xiaoyu thought to herself with pride.

"Oh..." Li Yinsheng was somewhat surprised, "I didn't expect you to be so ambitious, junior sister. I really didn't see that before."

"More than that," Mu Xiaoyu said, beaming with pride. "I want to cultivate even harder in the future and become a higher-level disciple... Uh, senior brother, what's a higher-level disciple?"

"Above the true disciples are the direct disciples," Li Yinsheng explained. "To become a true disciple is to take a senior who has achieved success in cultivation within the temple as one's master and receive his teachings."

"And of all the elder's true disciples, the only one designated as his successor is the direct disciple. Hmm... think of it like the relationship between an emperor, crown prince, and other princes in the mortal world, and you'll understand."

"Oh..." Mu Xiaoyu nodded, "So, to become a true disciple, one must first become an apprentice?"

"That's generally how it is," Li Yinsheng said. "Only with a master can one obtain better techniques and receive guidance from the master."

"Then... Senior Brother, what's above the successor?" Mu Xiaoyu asked, even more curious.

"That means you'll inherit your master's position in the Taoist temple after he passes away or steps down. Otherwise, why do you think they're called 'direct descendants' disciples?"

Li Yinsheng explained, "The highly skilled people who can take on disciples in a Taoist temple usually also serve as stewards, responsible for various tasks such as rituals, presiding over precepts, teaching and imparting knowledge, and exorcising demons. The larger the Taoist temple, the more stewards it has."

"Is the abbot the next level up?" Mu Xiaoyu asked curiously.

"Above the deacon are the vice abbots, usually only one or two, and then the abbot is one level higher," Li Yinsheng said.

"In short, the goals of disciples in Xuanzhen Temple are roughly: nominal disciples, formal disciples, true disciples, direct disciples, stewards, plus the deputy abbot and the abbot. These are the goals that disciples in Xuanzhen Temple strive for their entire lives," Li Yinsheng said with a smile.

Of course, this was the former Xuanzhen Temple.

Now... all of these are just empty shells.

"I wonder when I'll become a formal disciple. Do I have to cultivate the Qingxuan True Scripture to the second level?" Mu Xiaoyu wondered with anticipation.

Becoming a formal disciple was her first step towards becoming the abbess of the temple!

"A formal disciple?" Li Yinsheng chuckled.

Generally speaking, those who are registered disciples naturally aspire to become formal disciples.

Once you become a formal disciple, in addition to being able to cultivate better techniques, you will also receive a monthly allowance of one hundred talisman coins, and two Nourishing Yuan Pills every day to assist in your cultivation.

But Mu Xiaoyu has all of these.

Although she was only a nominal disciple, the Qingxuan True Scripture she cultivated was second only to the sect's main cultivation method. The talisman coins she had were equivalent to a full disciple's allowance for a hundred months, and the Nourishing Yuan Pills were supplied in unlimited quantities.

Becoming a so-called formal disciple meant nothing to her.

"What's so difficult about becoming a formal disciple? As long as you cultivate diligently today, I'll make you a formal disciple tomorrow," Li Yinsheng said with a smile.

"Thank you, senior brother!" Mu Xiaoyu's eyes lit up.

As Mu Xiaoyu spoke, the familiar, resonant sound of a great bell echoed in Li Yinsheng's mind once again.

As the scroll unfolds, the full moon and lotus leaves remain the same, but new pale gold lettering emerges.

My ambition in spiritual practice: to become the abbot of Xuanzhen Temple!

Are you born with a special destiny to become the sect master? As a cultivator, you should aspire to great heights! Since you have already glimpsed the possibility of advancement within the sect, you should set lofty goals, advance step by step, and eventually become the sect master!

The standard for measuring the ambition of cultivation this time is the current position of the Cave Heaven Master in the sect. Rewards will be given when the corresponding position is reached or exceeded.

This cultivation journey will last for ten years, and will close after ten years or upon the disbandment of the sect. Each reward can only be claimed once, and rewards cannot be claimed repeatedly once the same rank is achieved.

Cultivation Rewards:

He will be promoted to a formal disciple and awarded one year's cultivation.

He was promoted to a true disciple and awarded three years of cultivation.

He was promoted to a direct disciple and awarded ten years of cultivation.

He was promoted to steward and awarded twenty years of cultivation.

He was promoted to Deputy Abbot and awarded thirty years of cultivation.

Becoming the abbot will be rewarded with fifty years of cultivation.