MM Racing Chapter 674 - 332: Qing Jun’s Slander; Zhiwei’s Foundation Establishment
Chapter 674 - 332: Qing Jun’s Slander; Zhiwei’s Foundation Establishment
At this moment,
No matter how worried Chen Ye might be, it was to no avail.
Does his constant praying impact the situation on the front line?
The answer is obviously no.
"Cultivation! Although my Foundation Establishment Fifth Layer is respectable, it cannot influence the situation between the two sects. But if I were at the late Foundation Establishment stage, I could assist Susu."
Chen Ye thought to himself.
Do not underestimate the fact that both Emotion Crossing Sect and Ten Thousand Puppet Sect have Golden Core True Men, who can easily suppress Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
The number of Golden Core True Men is scarce, they are esteemed, and having reached the Golden Core stage, they must possess a heart devoted to the Dao.
Such individuals do not remain on the battlefield constantly.
Take the Lingyin Sect for example,
The sect master is merely a cultivator at the late Foundation Establishment stage.
As for the four elders, they usually do not involve themselves in worldly affairs and focus deeply on cultivation.
Their greatest role is not to kill the enemy but to restrain the opponent’s True Men.
Of course.
If the Lingyin True Man could successfully kill the Emotion Crossing True Man, the battle between the two sects would naturally be one-sided.
But the problem is, Golden Core True Men are not easy to kill...
Chen Ye stood up, tidied his attire, and casually glanced around the room, his gaze suddenly fixed.
On the redwood table, where Bai Susu loved to lean on, there lay a Storage Bag, with a letter pressed beneath it.
"Hmm?"
Chen Ye raised an eyebrow and stepped forward.
He picked up the letter,
the handwriting was elegant yet slightly rebellious, just like that girl’s personality:
"Chen Ye! I’m leaving!"
"Don’t think I didn’t know you secretly transferred spiritual power to me last night! Hmph, I have an extraordinary talent, can I not notice changes in my body?"
"Since you’re so generous, I can’t take advantage of you."
"Inside the bag are some foundational pills and the spiritual materials you need, consider it a gift from me! Hurry up and restore your cultivation!"
Reading this, the corners of Chen Ye’s mouth curled into a warm smile.
That girl said it was a gift, but in reality, she’s worried his cultivation might be damaged, affecting his foundation.
He continued reading,
and saw at the bottom of the letter, the strokes became intense, even penetrating the paper.
Chen Ye could even imagine the girl gritting her teeth yet pretending to be generous while writing:
"And also!!"
"Don’t forget my demand!"
"I don’t care who you get, but by the time I return, someone must be looking after you!"
"If I find out you isolate yourself, waiting for me, and end up miserable and pitiful... you’re finished!"
"——Your Tao companion, Bai Susu leaves!"
Chen Ye looked at the heavy emphatic marks, chortling helplessly.
He shook his head, carefully folded the letter, and placed it close to his chest.
Afterward,
he picked up the heavy Storage Bag, swept it with divine sense, and couldn’t help but be astonished.
The Spirit Stones and pills inside were valuable, even for a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, it was a fortune.
It seems,
that girl has given part of her "dowry" to him.
"She wants me to enjoy myself, yet worries I might have no money to spend..."
Chen Ye estimated the price of these resources might be as much as ten thousand Spirit Stones!
Deep down, he felt slightly ashamed.
What is this?
The Tao companion gives him Spirit Stones to find another woman?
...
Calming his emotions, Chen Ye stepped out the door.
The Cangli Courtyard was quiet, unaware its mistress had left.
The fallen leaves in the courtyard were swept clean, a steaming cup of Spirit Tea was on the stone table, along with a few plates of delicate pastries, all of which were Chen Ye’s favorite flavors.
A figure in a simple Taoist robe, back facing him, was earnestly tending the wilting Spirit Flowers in the corner of the yard, holding pruning scissors.
Zhiwei was quite meticulous by nature.
She often preferred to do things herself that could clearly be solved by magic.
It was as if only this way could she feel at ease.
Seeing her master, Zhiwei’s eyes slightly moved, questioning:
"Master, you seem a bit off today? Is it because of the breakthrough, you’ve hurt your Primordial Qi?"
The three disciples knew their master was going to break through to the Foundation Establishment Fifth Layer yesterday.
But this time around,
The master ordered them to rest early, saying he didn’t want to disturb them, even setting a sound-proof magic array for them.
It was a first!
Previously, the master always broke through with full confidence.
This time alone, he seemed particularly cautious.
Qing Jun therefore speculated: "The master definitely saw the senior sister would reach Foundation Establishment soon, and felt embarrassed, thus being overly ambitious! He didn’t feel confident, so he didn’t dare let us see!"
The wicked little girl maliciously guessed her master’s thoughts.
She even said, "Hmph! Master is narrow-minded! Qing Jun suspects master feared Qing Jun was growing taller, so secretly fed him pills to stop growth! Originally, Qing Jun was taller than all of you..."
Incidentally,
now among the three disciples, both Zhiwei and Jin’er have significantly grown, showing grace and poise.
Yet Qing Jun remains...
A little girl.
No choice.
She possesses True Dragon blood, naturally developing slower than the Human Race.
But would the little girl find fault with herself?
In her opinion,
it’s entirely the master’s fault!
If the master only had her as a disciple, always taking good care of her, nurturing her, would she have grown short?
Recalling last night’s sisterly chat,
gentle warmth crossed Zhiwei’s eyes; despite Qing Jun’s nonsense, she was the most worried last night, pacing nervously fearing something would happen to the master.
Only,
Zhiwei, lost in reminiscence, didn’t notice the slight embarrassment on her master’s face: