Longevity Begins From Raising Disciples

Chapter 550 - 276: Cultivation Progress, Zhiwei’s Thoughts (2)

"Forget it, I can’t wait that long. Besides, there’s a big gap between the early period and middle period of Foundation Establishment. If it doesn’t help, it’ll be a real loss!"

Chen Ye thought for a moment and decided to break through to the Foundation Establishment Third Layer as soon as possible.

He retracted the Hundred Herbs Furnace, which turned into a spiritual light and entered his dantian to be nurtured.

"Magical Treasure and Magical Artifact, indeed worlds apart..."

Chen Ye glanced into his dantian at the furnace and the sword, sighing with emotion.

A Magical Artifact cannot be absorbed into the dantian.

However, the more you nurture a Magical Treasure, the more spirituality it possesses.

If a cultivator nurtures a certain Magical Treasure over a long period, its grade can continuously improve.

By the time one breaks through to the Golden Core period, it can even become a third-tier Spiritual Artifact, possessing true spirituality, known as a weapon spirit!

"Moreover, after the Hundred Herbs Furnace becomes a Magical Treasure, it can not only be used for alchemy, but also to defend against sudden attacks. The furnace itself can withstand various spiritual fires, with incredible defense, making it an excellent defensive Magical Treasure."

Chen Ye thought to himself that the reason the Hundred Herbs Furnace was damaged was that its former owner used it to protect against a spell from a Golden Core True Man!

However, at that time, the Hundred Herbs Furnace was a top-grade second-tier artifact, but now as a middle-grade second-tier artifact, it can hardly withstand a Golden Core spell.

Yet, it is more than enough to withstand attacks from Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Chen Ye immediately swallowed the middle-grade Purple Sun Pill.

In the Lingyin Sect, middle-grade Purple Sun Pills are typically supplied to cultivators at the level of Peak Masters.

Top-grade ones are rare and only available to the top figures in the sect.

The efficacy of middle-grade Purple Sun Pills far surpasses that of lower-grade ones!

Chen Ye immediately circulated the Withered Glory Mystic Light Sutra, guiding the surging medicinal power to flow through his meridians.

With just one pill, his proficiency in the Withered Glory Mystic Light Sutra surged significantly.

[Withered Glory Mystic Light Sutra (Perfection): 250/400]

"Great! With this consumption, I can break through to the Foundation Establishment Third Layer in less than two months!"

Chen Ye was elated and glanced at the panel again.

[Purple Sun Pill (Great Success): 37/200]

He estimated that when the Purple Sun Pill reached perfection, he should be able to easily refine middle-grade and even top-grade ones.

By then,

even if he breaks through to the middle period of Foundation Establishment, his cultivation will still be very fast!

"Once you break through the Foundation Establishment middle period, you’ll be considered a person of significance in the vast Yan Kingdom. And by the late period, you’ll stand at the top of the pyramid, just below the Golden Core True Man."

Currently, most of the major peak masters and family heads like those from the Mao, Li, and Xu family are at the Foundation Establishment middle period.

Notables such as the Xu Family’s patriarch, the Lingyin Sect Master, the guardian of Moon Rhinoceros Lake, and the Lord of Black Cliff City are at the Foundation Establishment late period.

...

At the end of his cultivation,

Chen Ye glanced out the window.

He had cultivated for a whole day and night, and it was now late at night.

The room of his eldest disciple next door still emitted a faint spiritual light.

Chen Ye frowned slightly, got up, and gently knocked on Zhiwei’s door.

"Zhiwei?"

There was a moment of silence inside before Zhiwei’s slightly hoarse voice replied, "Master... What is it?"

"I just finished refining some pills and wanted to bring you some."

Chen Ye spoke gently,

"You’ve been training too hard these past few days; you should relax appropriately and avoid damaging your foundation."

The door slowly opened a crack, and Zhiwei’s small face appeared behind it.

She looked a bit pale, with faint shadows under her eyes. "Thank you for your concern, Master, but I’m fine."

The black-haired little girl took the jade bottle and was about to close the door.

Unexpectedly, her master reached out to stop her, "Zhiwei..."

Zhiwei bit her lip.

"Master, please don’t try to persuade me; I just want to work hard on my cultivation."

Saying that, she lowered her little head and tried to close the door with a bit of force,

"I need to rest now..."

Her master was taken aback, "You’re working hard on your cultivation, why would I try to persuade you?"

"Ah..." This was beyond her expectation. She quickly glanced at her master, "Then why did you come? You don’t need to urge me; I will work hard on my own."

Her master replied matter-of-factly, "Because I want to sleep."

Zhiwei still looked blank, having trained herself into a daze over the past days. "Then Master, please go back and rest."

"But, I want a pillow..." Chen Ye smiled at his disciple.

So, you don’t even want to rest from cultivation?

Then Master will force you to rest!

He knew that Zhiwei said she needed to rest, but once he left, she would probably train overnight again.

Although cultivators can go without sleep for a long time,

sleep is a human nature, and this will eventually harm one’s spirit.

"Ugh..."

The black-haired little girl blinked, still hesitating when her master, unceremoniously familiar, squeezed in.

He lay straight on her neatly made, fragrant bed and patted the empty space beside him, "Zhiwei just happens to need rest, and so does Master. How could there be such coincidence under the heavens? Why not rest together?"

"..."

Zhiwei pursed her lips.

There’s no such reasoning.

Aunt Mao also needs rest, so why don’t you accompany Aunt Mao, Master?

But sensible Zhiwei didn’t say this.

Faced with her unreasonable master, she simply accepted it quietly: "Okay... okay... but Master should wash up first."

As she said, she rolled up her sleeves, brought hot water, squatted by her master’s feet, and lowered her head, helping him take off his shoes and socks.

Chen Ye enjoyed his disciple’s care in peace.

Alas.

Let his disciple move around more, diverting her mind from cultivation to these trivial matters was not bad.

He thought as such.

Warm steam wafted upward, Zhiwei lowered her head, her black hair falling down her cheek, hiding her current expression.

Even after Foundation Establishment, Chen Ye’s body was free from dirt.

But she still moved gently and attentively, doing it earnestly.

Chen Ye looked at her frail back, black hair spread around, and sighed inwardly.

"Alright, the water’s getting cold." Chen Ye withdrew his foot, using a cloth to dry off.

Zhiwei quietly tidied up the basin, stood up but still lowered her head, standing at the bedside, a bit at a loss.

"Come here." Chen Ye patted the spot beside him.

Zhiwei hesitated for a moment but eventually obeyed and lay down, trying to stay at the edge of the bed, keeping a distance from him, her body taut.

"Ma... Master, Zhiwei doesn’t want to sleep yet." She rarely showed reluctance.

If she slept, she’d lose half a day of cultivation.

Which meant her master would have to work harder for her in the future.

Chen Ye sighed, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her to lean against him.

"Silly girl, what are you hiding from." He lightly patted her back, "It’s not like I’m going to eat you."

Zhiwei’s body shivered slightly but didn’t struggle, only burying her face deeper.

"Still thinking about what happened during the day?" Chen Ye asked softly.

"..." Zhiwei didn’t speak, only lightly shook her head.

"Are you angry at Master or at yourself?"

"...No." The voice was muffled.

Chen Ye didn’t ask further, just quietly held her. He knew this girl’s stubborn nature, and her knot wasn’t something words could easily untangle.

He adjusted himself to a comfortable position, resting his chin on her soft hair, "Sleep, don’t think about anything. If the sky falls, Master will hold it up, it’s not something the disciple should bear. That’s Master’s duty."

The little person in his arms seemed to relax slightly, her tense shoulders sagging.

After a long time, just when Chen Ye thought she had fallen asleep, he heard a nasal voice, "Mm..."

Chen Ye’s heart softened, holding her tighter.

"Master... when are you going to the Heart Slaughter Cave?" She felt her master’s movement and asked in a small voice.

If it weren’t for this Heart Slaughter Cave, maybe her master wouldn’t be bullied by Aunt Mao?

No doubt about it.

Chen Ye thought he was bullying Mao Qingzhu, but in Zhiwei’s eyes, it must have been Master who suffered.

She secretly thought: "Aunt Mao is nice, but she’s not worthy of Master. Master’s Dao partner... should at least be a Nascent Soul True Monarch... no no no, should be a Divine Transformation Heavenly Lord... otherwise, the disciple won’t agree. First of all, it should be a Divine Transformation Heavenly Lord, and secondly, she should be submissive to Master in all matters, just like Zhiwei, fetching water and washing feet for Master..."

"We’ll see then, Master’s sleepy now."

Chen Ye had no idea about his disciple’s shocking thoughts, gently patting her back.

Forget it, just let it be.

At least tonight, let her sleep well.