Chapter 13: It’s Really Hard

Hearing Ji Chuying's words, Mu Shan understood everything, no matter how slow she might have been...

Mu Shan asked tentatively, "Master... that woman named Ye Li... is she very strong?"

She had not been a disciple for long and did not know much about the cultivation world, let alone recognize any great experts.

"Yes, she’s quite strong."

"How does she compare to you, Master?"

"A three-seven split."

Mu Shan’s eyes widened. "Which one is seven?"

'It couldn't be Master, could it?'

'How could it only be seventy percent?'

Ji Chuying took a sip of tea. "Three moves, and your master can just wait for her seventh-day funeral service."

Leaving aside the fact that Ye Li was in the Mahayana Stage, an entire major realm above her, even other Mahayana Stage experts wouldn't claim to have full confidence when facing her.

Mu Shan became completely quiet...

'That woman named Ye Li is actually that strong?'

Right at that moment, a breeze blew by, and a plain figure slowly descended from mid-air, landing in front of the master and disciple.

The newcomer was a woman dressed in a moon-white robe that looked like clouds and mist, untouched by a single speck of dust. Her face was elegant and clear, and her lip color was as faint as early cherry blossoms, highlighting her quiet and refined grace.

Seeing the newcomer, Mu Shan hurried to stand and bow. "Senior Lin."

The Second Elder of the Fengling Sect, Lin Zhiwei, was in the middle phase of the Body Integration Stage and was Ji Chuying's senior sister.

"Mhm." Lin Zhiwei nodded slightly. "You may leave first. I have matters to discuss with your master."

Mu Shan didn't say much. She bowed once more to her master and Lin Zhiwei before retreating.

"What brings you here to see me today?" Ji Chuying picked up an empty cup from the tea table and poured tea for her senior sister. "Not focused on your formations anymore?"

"Compared to studying formations..." Lin Zhiwei sat down gracefully, her expression looking slightly strange. "I’d rather discuss something else with you."

"Oh? What is it?"

"That woman, Ye Li, has taken a disciple."

"Oh, that matter." Ji Chuying smirked. "I’ve known for a while. A disciple with a Fairy Spirit Root, right?"

It was an existence second only to Heaven and Earth Spirit Roots. It wasn't strange to her that Ye Li would be tempted.

However, Lin Zhiwei shook her head slightly, then lowered her voice and said with a serious expression, "It’s not the Fairy Spirit Root one. It’s one with a Medium Spirit Root..."

*Pfft!*

Before she could finish her sentence, Ji Chuying sprayed out the tea she had just sipped. Her eyes widened as she asked in a trembling voice, "You... you’re not joking, right?"

She even stood up and looked at the sun to see if it was rising from the west...

"I wish it were a joke." Lin Zhiwei gave a bitter smile. "But this matter is absolutely true, and it has already spread."

The Ice Fairy of the Xuantian Sect, Ye Li, had publicly taken a Medium Spirit Root disciple as her personal disciple during the Selection Ceremony.

"A personal disciple?" Ji Chuying could barely hold her teacup steady. "Medium Spirit Root? Personal disciple?"

At this moment, she felt like her life must be coming to an end; otherwise, why would she be hearing such things?

'That eternal block of ice, Ye Li, actually took a disciple?'

'And it’s a Medium Spirit Root...'

"Wait a second?" Ji Chuying frowned, feeling that things might not be so simple. "Is that disciple male or female?"

Lin Zhiwei seemed to have known she would ask this, so she smiled slightly. "According to reliable sources... that disciple is a male."

Hearing this, Ji Chuying was stunned for a moment before revealing a meaningful smile.

Sitting across from her, Lin Zhiwei also smiled with mutual understanding...

***

On the other side, Xuantian Sect, Duan Tian Peak.

Inside the room, Luo Xing’s expression was exceptionally solemn after he exited his cultivation state.

It had been one month...

Over this past month, besides eating and sleeping, he had been cultivating day and night. Relying on the spirit stones and pills his sister, Luo Han, had sent last time, he had barely managed to reach the early Qi Refining Realm. Only one month remained until the time limit Ye Li had given him.

And Ye Li truly kept her word; she really didn't give him a single bit of cultivation resources...

He felt that his life as a personal disciple was more miserable than that of the inner sect disciples...

But over this past month, he couldn't say he had gained nothing...

First, his skills had updated with [Training: 6/10], and there was also a derivative skill from [Ignition] called [Fire Control: 1/10].

Currently, the skills he possessed were:

[Status Window]
Massage: 4/10
Ignition Lv. 1: 2/20
Fire Control: 1/10
Cooking: 6/10
Blade Skills: 3/10
Training: 6/10

Through his continuous exploration over the past month, combined with his understanding of various games and novels from before he transmigrated, he had gradually figured out how to obtain "Skill Experience Points."

First, he had to be successful. For example, with [Ignition], he had to successfully start a fire for it to count. It was the same for [Cooking] and [Blade Skills].

Second, it had to happen naturally and couldn't be forced. He had tried starting a fire randomly, but it didn't increase his Skill Experience Points. In other words, he could only successfully obtain experience if he started a fire when it was "necessary" to do so.

Another more important point was that the requirements for some skills were different from others.

For instance, with the [Training] skill, he could only obtain experience if he cultivated with zero distractions, in an "immersive" state similar to deep meditation.

But that wasn't easy...

It was just like when he was in school. Every time he said he would definitely finish ten test papers, the moment he finished writing his name, he would turn his head and see his phone...

'It’s really hard...'

Once a skill's experience was full, he could choose to strengthen that skill or derive a new one. [Fire Control] and [Blade Skills] were derived this way.

Strengthened skills would require more experience for subsequent levels, but once the original skill increased by "10" points, it could still derive a new skill. That was how [Fire Control] had come about.

As for the rest...

Luo Xing was still exploring.

However, this could be considered the second piece of good news since he transmigrated. The first was that Luo Han had avoided the original storyline and hadn't become Ye Li’s disciple...

"Maybe I should just forget it..." With the mindset that nothing in the world is difficult as long as you're willing to give up, Luo Xing sighed. 'A Medium Spirit Root reaching the late Qi Refining Realm within two months is simply an impossible feat.'

Unless there were spirit stones, pills, and other auxiliary aids.

As for cultivation techniques, those were things he only needed to consider once he reached the Foundation Establishment Realm...

However, if he gave up, that woman Ye Li...

Thinking about how everyone in the Xuantian Sect would see his dark history, Luo Xing felt like moving to another planet...

As the saying goes, everyone dies eventually, but one must never suffer a social death!

Take for example, before he transmigrated...

That robot with a dog’s head and a human body had already raised its giant fist high, and the shadow had already covered the top of his head.

He knew then that he couldn't escape...

During those few seconds of the countdown to his death, he didn't panic.

He first quickly sent a message to his best friend, telling him to clear his computer's browser history, and then he immediately formatted his phone.

Only after doing all that did the fist come crashing down...

He could die, but he absolutely would not accept a social death.

Just as Luo Xing was scratching his head in frustration and at a complete loss, a man's voice came from outside the house.

"Cough, cough. Nephew Luo Xing, are you available to come out for a meeting?"

Hearing this voice, Luo Xing quickly recognized the identity of the newcomer...

'Bai Li Qin Mo?'

'What is he doing here?'