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In the courtyard, Yezi would take me to meet Liu Shizu. Master’s words echoed in Gu Ping's ears, and the apprenticeship ceremony ended just like that—so simple yet profound.
Thank you, Master.
Gu Ping didn’t deny it. He sought a word of thanks, for the Master had granted him this apprenticeship ceremony. It was also true that last month, the Master hadn’t inquired further about Ergou. As for Gu Ping regarding Ergou, he couldn’t even say if he owed anything; perhaps he was just avoiding it more than anything else.
Standing on Yezi, he crouched down and was lifted into the sky by Yezi’s gentle sway, flying towards the distant Liu Ya Peak, where Liu Shizu resided year-round.
"Wang Steward, has there been any news from Wang Shusheng recently?"
After the ceremony concluded and everyone dispersed, the Master stopped Wang Steward. The head of the Outer Court was also a steward at Mok Ming Academy, and Bu Luo occasionally caused some disturbances.
"Reporting to the Master, Dean Wang has sent word that traces of light have been discovered."
"How was it discovered?"
"It was an unintentional finding."
Upon hearing Wang Steward's response, the Master frowned; some matters were not as he had anticipated. He gazed towards where Gu Ping had vanished into the horizon. That exceptionally talented student was becoming increasingly inscrutable to him.
Gu Ping gently stroked Yi Dong's leaves with his leg. The leaves seemed almost sentient; whether it was ticklish or not, they trembled all over, nearly causing Gu Ping to lose his balance and fall from Tian Zai.
The veins on the leaves were clearly visible, resembling a person's blood vessels. Inside them flowed a greenish liquid. Gu Ping placed his leg on the dry veins and could distinctly feel a pulsing rhythm within them.
Crossing the Lofty Mountains, they initially landed in a place filled with various grasses. Gu Ping felt a bit uneasy, as Yoyo in his arms caught a whiff of the fragrant flowers and herbs, eagerly poking her little head out. She kicked her legs and bounced out of Gu Ping's embrace, joyfully running around as if she had returned to the Flowing Cloud Realm.
My mischievous fox had ruined the flowers and plants here; Liu Shizu would surely scold him later.
A young boy approached, looking quite fierce. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he sternly reprimanded Yoyo. Yoyo glanced at the child with her left eye but ignored him, running off to chase butterflies instead.
Sigh, another one who doesn’t understand human language. How will that boy manage from now on?
What could the boy want to say? Gu Ping asked Dong Lai from behind the leaves.
Oh, Ancestor is waiting for me inside. He asked me to bring my senior brother over and is quite troubled about collecting spirit beasts. The flowers and plants there are all carefully tended by the boy, and I hope Liu Shizu doesn’t see them; otherwise, he might get punished again. The boy slightly bowed to Gu Ping.
Yoyo, let’s go. Gu Ping called out, summoning Yoyo back. When she returned, Yoyo squinted at the boy as if he had spoiled her fun.
What is the boy’s name?
His name is Mu Tong—Mu for wood and Tong for pupil. Liu Shizu named him when he found him; I’m not sure what it means, so my senior brother just calls him Little Mu.
He seems late; shouldn’t he call me senior brother? Why does he refer to me as senior brother instead?
He is Liu Shizu’s registered disciple and a recent addition. I’m an Outer Sect Disciple; maybe in a few months, I’ll become a True Disciple too, so he doesn’t mind calling me senior brother.
As they spoke, they followed a small path and arrived at Liu Shizu’s residence. Though referred to as a cave dwelling, it was actually a mansion. In ancient times, cultivators didn’t have many architectural concerns; they often just dug a hole in the mountain where spiritual energy was abundant for cultivation. Nowadays, buildings in the World of Mortals are quite exquisite and beautiful, so cultivators wouldn’t casually dig holes in mountains anymore. Constructing a mansion isn’t much trouble at all, but places where cultivators reside are still called cave dwellings out of tradition.
Two people and a fox entered through the side door, weaving in and out of the pavilion until they finally arrived at Liu Shizu's place. Yuanji's Gu Ping caught a strange scent wafting from inside, reminiscent of something burning.
Coughing, he thought to himself that Liu Shizu must have failed at alchemy again, and Coco's mood wouldn't be good. Mu Tong, standing nearby, reminded him, and Gu Ping nodded in agreement.
Upon entering the courtyard, Gu Ping was immediately captivated by the woman standing beside the Dan Furnace. Just as those discussing Liu Shizu in Moon Plaza had said, the beauty before him was stunning—she seemed like a reward for eight lifetimes of cultivation. However, he quickly reminded himself that such a beautiful woman was likely an ancient monster who had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years. Gu Ping couldn't help but shiver; after all, he had barely lived for twenty years and still had a year and a half to go before reaching that age.
He thought to find a place to sit down first.
As Liu Shizu's voice echoed in his ears, Gu Ping snapped back to reality and quickly found an empty spot to sit down. He couldn't help but admire the extraordinary beauty before him. Yet it seemed that Liu Shizu didn't even glance in his direction; her attention was entirely on her new student, who appeared as insignificant as the ash left behind from failed elixirs.
Xuehong's jade-like fingers slowly reached into the flames of the furnace. If anyone else saw this, they would surely intervene. Gu Ping watched with concern; what if something went wrong? His worries seemed excessive.
He pinched off a bit of elixir residue and brought it to his nose for a sniff, frowning as he muttered to himself that it shouldn't be like this.
Liu Shizu's every smile and frown could captivate anyone's heart; even women would likely be drawn to her charm. Gu Ping found himself entranced, despite having weathered many storms in life. He knew better than to reveal any thoughts he might have; otherwise, he might end up tossed into the furnace by Liu Shizu herself.
As he pondered this, a piercing gaze shot over in his direction. Gu Ping quickly focused on his own clothing, avoiding eye contact and trying to calm his racing heart.
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