Chapter 21: Chapter 21: Demon Cultivator?_1

Translator: 549690339

When Qin Changqing took Xi’er up the mountain, he saw many Xuanyi Peak disciples returning from outside the mountain along the way.

Some of them didn’t even know he had already entered the mortal world and still enthusiastically called him ‘Eldest Senior Brother.’

The junior sisters seem to have developed more.

“Eldest Senior Brother, what’s wrong with Master? He was in such a hurry to call you back to the mountain,” Xi’er curiously asked.

“I’m not sure. The old man didn’t say anything, just that I should return quickly. I thought we were being attacked!”

Qin Changqing was puzzled too.

It wasn’t far from Heiyu Town to Xuanyi Peak. With Mo Jiuzhou’s speed, they’d be there in an instant. Why did he have to make him climb the mountain?

“Eighty percent it’s because he’s hungry.”

Qin Changqing shook his head.

Xi’er covered her mouth and chuckled, “In the past, Master often took Senior Brother around the mountain to catch the colorful chicken. He even ventured into the medicinal garden at Dan Peak and was chased by Elder Lu.”

“It was because he was coveting other people’s medicinal gardens, saying that colorful chickens raised inside them would be more delicious after absorbing the spiritual qi of heaven and earth… Tsk, what kind of an old man is he?”

“But Master has always been the nicest to you, Eldest Senior Brother.”

Qin Changqing smiled faintly, “Yes, if it weren’t for him, I probably…”

Wait a minute. If it weren’t for the old man, he might have gotten married in his teens and awakened the system to become invincible.

Damn it! The smelly old man ruined my chance!

The two arrived at the bamboo grove outside Mo Jiuzhou’s residence.

“Xi’er, wait outside. I have something to discuss with your Eldest Senior Brother,” Mo Jiuzhou’s voice came from inside.

Xi’er looked at Qin Changqing.

“Eldest Senior Brother, I’ll go catch up with the other Senior Sisters then.”

Mo Jiuzhou was the Master in this world, where respecting the teacher and valuing the way is prioritized. Xi’er did not dare to disobey. It had been a long time since she had been on the mountain, so catching up with a few Senior Sisters and brothers was a good idea.

After she left, Qin Changqing entered the courtyard alone.

Mo Jiuzhou was waiting for him in the yard.

Seeing him coming, a rather anxious expression appeared on his face.

“Old man, what’s going on? I made time to come up the mountain amidst my busy schedule,” said Qin Changqing.

“You? Busy?” Mo Jiuzhou was suspicious, but after seeing Qin Changqing’s cultivation, he was stunned, “Are you about to reach Foundation Establishment?”

“Hmm.”

“How did it happen so fast?”

Mo Jiuzhou was a little confused. His disciple had been away from the mountain for less than 10 years, but his progress was faster than 20 years of cultivation on the mountain. This didn’t make sense, right?

Could it be that he didn’t teach well?

That didn’t seem right either.

Spiritual roots were limited, and there were no heaven-defying talents or treasures. No matter how he thought about it, it seemed impossible.

“Forget it, these are just trivial matters,” Mo Jiuzhou waved his hand, “I called you up to the mountain to let you see your Junior Sister Bai Yan.”

“Junior Sister Bai Yan? Isn’t she in closed-door cultivation trying to reach the Establishing Foundation Stage?”

“Yes, but she failed.”

“Failed? How is that possible?” Qin Changqing frowned, “She has a high-grade 8th-level Spiritual Root and a solid cultivation base. How could she fail?”

Mo Jiuzhou sighed softly, “Cultivation is about defying fate and changing it. There’s no definite rule. Having a good spiritual root doesn’t mean everything. Just like you, even with a poor spiritual root, you still cultivated to this level. Having a good spiritual root only means greater potential, but it doesn’t necessarily mean high achievements. Do you understand?”

Qin Changqing nodded.

There really are no absolutes in cultivation.

There are so many disciples in the Lingxiao Sect, and many of them have failed to establish the foundation.

But since it happened to someone close to him, Qin Changqing couldn’t help but feel emotional.

“Does she still have hope to reattempt Foundation Establishment?”

Mo Jiuzhou said, “Bai Yan failed atFoundation Establishment, her cultivation regressed to Tier 9 Qi-cultivating, and her foundation was somewhat damaged. I have already given her elixir to help her recover from her injuries. But this failed attempt has left her with a troubled mindset, and it’s hard to predict what will happen in the future.”

Qin Changqing cupped his hands and said, “Thank you for your concern, Master.”

In fact, Xuanyi Peak was the most special among the whole Lingxiao Sect.

In other peaks, the Peak Masters wouldn’t be so attentive to each disciple.

After all, in the world of cultivation, resources must naturally lean toward those with more talent and stronger strength. If it were anywhere else, most of the younger brothers and sisters of Xuanyi Peak would be left alone to practice at the outer door, and their progress would depend solely on themselves.

“There’s no need for that, it’s nothing. I called you up here to see her and comfort her.”

Comforting Junior Sister?

Alright.

Qin Changqing didn’t refuse since he was good at this kind of thing. It was just like handling a chicken.

“Then I’ll go over now.”

“Wait,” Mo Jiuzhou suddenly said, “Be careful at the foot of the mountain recently. There are reports of Demon Cultivators appearing in Yinxu Prefecture.”

“Demon Cultivators?”

Qin Changqing was somewhat surprised.

There are three thousand avenues in the world, each with its own methods. The Dao, Demon, and Buddha forces have been in constant competition, never stopping since ancient times.

However, if you were to talk about the distinction between good and evil, demon cultivators are generally considered evil and are hunted by righteous cultivators.

Generally, demon cultivators move within their own power ranges and don’t easily set foot in the territory of the righteous sects.

Especially for a large sect like the Lingxiao Sect.

“I’m not sure about the specifics. I just received the news. It could be related to the Huntian Sect. It’s rumored to have something to do with a witch or something. I don’t know the exact details either.”

Mo Jiuzhou waved his hand, indifferent, “Anyway, as long as you don’t leave Heiyu Town, it should be fine. The town is only a hundred miles away from the sect. If anything happens, use the transmission talisman, and I’ll be there in a flash.”

Qin Changqing nodded.

Who cares whether it’s a witch or not? It has nothing to do with him anyway.

Bai Yan’s cave residence was in a Zizhu Garden.

Outside the Zizhu, there was a pond surrounded by the tranquil environment.

When Qin Changqing arrived at the cave, he felt the barrier set up at the entrance but didn’t force his way in. Instead, he went aside, dug a pit, and took out a colorful chicken from his storage bag.

Who in Xuanyi Peak didn’t know that Eldest Senior Brother was good at cooking chicken?

He plucked the feathers, cleaned the internal organs, and used the prepared ingredients for marinade. As the storage bag was isolated from the air, it wouldn’t spoil, so he just took it out and marinated it when needed.

After all the preparations were done, he wrapped the chicken in lotus leaves and mud, dug a pit, buried the chicken, and ignited it with spiritual qi.

Qin Changqing discovered that chicken roasted with spiritual qi tasted better than using natural fire.

The differences were probably similar to those between charcoal grilling and using electricity.

When the chicken was ready, he opened the lotus leaves, and a fragrant aroma wafted out.

Qin Changqing waved his sleeve, and the scent was sent into the cave dwelling.

After a while, a figure appeared at the entrance of the cave, sneaking a peek at him.

“Eldest Senior Brother…” Bai Yan puffed up her cheeks, “You did it on purpose, didn’t you?”

Qin Changqing laughed, “I preserved some of the original flavors of the colorful chicken. How is it? Isn’t it especially fragrant?”

“I’ve taken an Avoiding Grain Pill.”

“Do people really eat that stuff? Life is all about food, color, and desire.”

“You still have a lot of twisted logic.”

What’s with “food, color, and desire?” You can’t argue with the saying “food is heaven for the people.” And he managed to find fault with it too.

But, to be fair, Bai Yan really did like to eat, and those Avoiding Grain Pills made her feel nothing, only satisfying her hunger.

Bai Yan came out to eat.

She took a few bites, starting slowly and delicately at first. The more she ate, the bigger her bites became, and soon, she began to cry with a whimper.