novelraw Chapter 100 : My Master Zhang Chunhua
Chapter 100 : My Master Zhang Chunhua
"......" She even has a close Demon Lord acquaintance?
Mo Baizhou couldn't help but deeply doubt this so-called Little Junior Sister before him.
Had he been out of touch for half a year, and the outside world had undergone earth-shattering changes? Had the relationship between the human realm and demon realm already improved to this extent?
Regardless, with the help of the Barrier-Breaking Mirror, the entrance to the next level finally appeared in the maze-like eleventh level of the Demon Caves.
The two entered the twelfth level of the Demon Caves with trepidation, gripping their swords tightly. They had expected to encounter beings even more terrifying than Dharma Transformation stage demon beasts, but unexpectedly, the twelfth level was unusually calm, without the dangers they had imagined.
This place was a uniform color, a vast expanse of white as far as the eye could see, like a void space. Apart from the two of them, there were no other living things.
At the center of the Demon Caves was only a lonely, ancient altar that looked quite old.
The moment the two appeared here, the phantom of an old man with white hair and beard slowly materialized above the altar.
The old man wore demon race attire and was likely a wisp of divine consciousness left behind by one of the demon race ancestors in charge of the inheritance.
"How many years has it been? Someone has finally found this place again... You two, are you also here to seek the inheritance?" The old man opened his eyes, looking down at the two intruders before him, his tone slow and ancient.
Mo Baizhou stood in place for a long time, saying nothing, his fists at his sides slightly clenched. It was unclear whether he was unprepared to face the ancestor or if there was another reason.
"My senior brother is here to receive the inheritance!" Chu Sang cheerfully pushed him forward.
Mo Baizhou stepped forward, finally seeming to come alive, and nodded to the old man.
"The aura on this child... seems not to be purely of the demon race. You actually have human bloodline as well?" A strange emotion flashed in the old man's eyes. He withdrew his gaze and waved his sleeve, saying, "Impure bloodline, not of our kind. This old one does not acknowledge you."
Mo Baizhou raised his head and stared blankly at the old man, his fists at his sides clenching and unclenching. He seemed to have expected this outcome, but the unwillingness and desolation in his heart could not be concealed no matter what.
Indeed, a half-human, half-demon mongrel like him was acknowledged neither by humans nor demons. He should not have survived in this world... Truly a despicable existence, like a joke.
Chu Sang turned her head to look at Mo Baizhou, who was surrounded by a gloomy and dejected aura, then glanced at the old man. She was about to raise her hand and say a few words of persuasion when
The old man's gaze suddenly fell on her, his eyes brightening. "Are you also a descendant of our demon race? To pass the trials of the Twelve Demon Caves at such a young age, it seems your strength and character have been acknowledged by the Demon Caves."
"Tsk, although your demonic energy is a bit weak, it doesn't matter!" The old man's figure floated to her side, examining her from all angles, his eyes full of admiration. "If this old one is not mistaken, that demon tool in your hand, could it be the Barrier-Breaking Mirror?!"
He said meaningfully, "This is a divine demon tool that only the Demon Lords of each generation are qualified to possess. Not bad, not bad, truly the young are to be feared, haha!"
Chu Sang: "Huh?"
Not bad? What's not bad? What young to be feared?
Why did she have such an ominous feeling?
"Although your strength isn't much, you've passed the trials of the Twelve Demon Caves and brought the Demon Lord's token. That meets all the conditions required for the inheritance. This old one has decided! I will pass on my lifelong inheritance to you!!"
"???"
"Wait, I'm not..." Chu Sang was greatly alarmed, her hand raised in the Erkang pose, about to refuse.
"Having passed the trials and possessing the token, this inheritance naturally should be given to you. There's no room for refusal!!" The old man's temper was quite fiery, and he shouted angrily.
Poor Chu Sang didn't even have a chance to refuse. In the next second, countless abstruse cultivation techniques were poured into her sea of consciousness, almost causing it to explode.
Her originally calm sea of consciousness was instantly churned into turbulent waves, accompanied by a sharp, piercing pain that made her want to bang her head against a wall and knock herself out.
Fortunately, Chu Sang's sea of consciousness was more than three times stronger than normal people's. After only a brief period of pain, her all-encompassing sea of consciousness calmed down again.
And in her mind, there were now many strange new things that would need time to slowly comprehend in the future.
In her dantian, besides spiritual energy, there was now another sphere of black energy.
This was demonic energy, damn it.
More terrifyingly, this sphere of demonic energy was much larger than her spiritual energy, dominating like a mountain king, seeming to want to devour her trembling little ball of spiritual energy.
She really didn't want to become a demon cultivator, damn it.
Chu Sang acted quickly, immediately suppressing this sphere of demonic energy.
She wasn't the only one who was devastated; there was another person.
Mo Baizhou seemed to have suffered a huge blow, staggering back two steps. Even though he wore a mask, Chu Sang could almost see the man's incredulous expression, his lips turning even paler.
"...Um, I'm saying I didn't want this either. Do you believe me?" Chu Sang sheepishly took two steps back, trying to prove her innocence.
"How can demon race techniques be passed on to a human?"
Mo Baizhou's voice was icy cold to the extreme, demonic energy gathering in his hand.
Another sudden attack interrupted his move—
"Stop, Big Four, don't harm one of our own!"
A woman in purple robes rushed over quickly.
Behind her followed Tantai Ming and the others who had been separated. The young man shouted, "Master Chunhua, slow down! We can't keep up!"
"Shut up, unfilial disciple!" A vein throbbed on the woman's forehead as she coldly rebuked him. "How many times have I told you to call me Immortal Chanyu?"
"But Master, your name really is Zhang Chunhua."
Chu Sang and Mo Baizhou both turned to look at the sound. The woman wore a simple and elegant purple robe, her three thousand ebony locks casually tied up with what seemed to be a casually broken wooden hairpin. She was majestic and beautiful, peerlessly elegant.
Her light attack was enough to disrupt the vast demonic power Mo Baizhou had gathered. Her strength and realm were above theirs, but her body showed no cultivation pressure at all, as if she were an ordinary person... In this situation, there was only one possibility: the other party's strength was far beyond theirs, perhaps even reaching the legendary level above Profound Perfection, returning to primordial simplicity.
"Sect Leader and Master?" Chu Sang guessed the woman's identity.
Immortal Chanyu walked forward and patted her head, smiling. "I didn't expect to see you again by such a coincidence... We'll discuss your matter when we return to the sect."
She then turned to look at Mo Baizhou, who was standing still. The smile instantly vanished from her face, perfectly demonstrating what's called a Sichuan opera face-changing performance. "You brat, how have I taught you? How could you raise your hand against your own junior sister without a word? Forget it, I'll punish you when we get back. Now let's deal with the urgent matters first."
She took out an ancient black stone token from her sleeve. "Your identity is special. I feared that stubborn demon race ancestor wouldn't acknowledge you, so I specially brought this token and hurried here in advance to wait for you at the twelfth level of the Demon Caves."
"I had intended to give you this token after you had completed your mental training, but I didn't expect these little brats to come looking for you just now. They encountered danger, so I went to save them first, which delayed me a bit..." As she spoke, Immortal Chanyu turned her head to look at the altar and exclaimed, "Oh? The inheritance is gone. It seems I worried unnecessarily. Have you already received the inheritance?"
"......" Hearing this, the aura around Mo Baizhou became even more dejected.
Chu Sang weakly raised her hand. "Um, I received it."
"??!"
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After returning to the sect.
Mo Baizhou followed Chu Sang closely, not leaving her side for a moment.
Wherever Chu Sang went, he followed.
Chu Sang turned around and waved at him helplessly. "Fourth Senior Brother, stop looking. No matter how much you stare, I can't spit out the demon race inheritance for you, you know?"
"......"
Seeing that he still wanted to follow, Chu Sang simply smiled sweetly and extended a warm invitation to him. "I'm going to take a spirit bath with Third Senior Sister and the others. Does Fourth Senior Brother want to come along?"
"Shameless." The person vanished on the spot.
"So Fourth Senior Brother isn't mute after all!" Wen Renyue stroked her chin, sighing. "Fourth Senior Brother is always in seclusion and never shows his face. I've been in the sect for so many years and never heard him speak to anyone. I thought he was deaf, mute, and blind. I didn't expect he could actually talk."
When Chu Sang read the original story, she felt that Mo Baizhou, due to his experiences of abandonment and ostracism, had gradually twisted and turned to the dark side from his childhood feelings of inferiority and sensitivity. He was extremely antisocial and had some tendency towards world destruction.
Fortunately, she had taken the demon race inheritance. Otherwise, Chu Sang had a gut feeling that the first thing he would do after receiving the inheritance would be to wreak havoc on the three realms.
"Little Junior Sister, Master is looking for you!" Tantai Ming came running from afar to deliver the message.
Chu Sang followed him to the main hall. All the senior brothers and sisters who could come were there, gathered together.
Chu Sang had been in Lingqing Sect for two years and was used to seeing her senior brothers and sisters' lazy and laidback attitudes. This was the first time she had encountered such a formal occasion.
Things were indeed different with the Sect Leader present.
"I didn't expect that after ten years, our sect would have a new little disciple... You've been in the sect for some time now, so we won't bother with those empty formalities like a discipleship ceremony. That's too affected. This is your Master's welcoming gift to you."
Immortal Chanyu gave her a spatial ring, trying to show her magnanimous side as a teacher. "As both the Sect Leader and your Master, I naturally should take on the responsibility of teaching my disciple. Let your Master teach you some mental cultivation techniques?"
Chu Sang: "I already know Lingqing Sect's mental cultivation techniques, Master."
"Ah... ah, is that so! Then, let your Master teach you how to channel qi into your body!"
"...Master, I'm already at the Golden Core stage."
"Master, Master, I've reached Golden Core too!" Tantai Ming said cheerfully.
Immortal Chanyu had always followed this procedure when accepting disciples. Realizing that this time she had encountered a troublemaker, she coughed twice to cover her embarrassment and immediately gave the grinning Tantai Ming a knock on the head. "What are you smiling about? You have the nerve to smile? Look at Little Junior Sister. She's only been here for a short time and has already reached Golden Core. She's diligent and clever, much stronger than you were when you first joined!"
Tantai Ming felt so wronged. Why was she only hitting him?
He had reached Golden Core too. Couldn't she praise him a little??
Immortal Chanyu looked at Chu Sang again, calmly and elegantly sipping her tea. "Since you already know the mental cultivation techniques and how to channel qi, your Master has nothing left to teach you."
"There are many books and classics in the sect's library. You can go study slowly with your other senior brothers and sisters."
"This disciple has already read all the books on the lower six floors of the library," Chu Sang said. "Is there anything more challenging? Those books weren't very challenging."
"......"
Immortal Chanyu slowly put down her teacup and looked at her in shock for a long time. She sighed deeply and tossed her a key. "This is the key to the top floor of the library. Usually, only the Sect Leader can enter. I'm giving you this key. You can go take a look when you have time."
Chu Sang took the key, her eyes curving in a smile. "Thank you, Sect Leader and Master!"
The library had nine floors in total. The lower six floors could be freely accessed by core disciples. Since the sect had no elders managing it, Chu Sang had been to the seventh and eighth floors several times as well.
But the ninth floor, the top floor, had formation restrictions and could only be entered with a key.
Chu Sang had never had the chance to go there before and had felt quite regretful about it. This time, she finally got her wish.
"By the way, I heard from Xiao Ling that you plan to participate in the sect competition next year?" Immortal Chanyu poured another cup of tea and sighed. "You all know the weak strength of our sect. Why bother going to suffer..."
"Big Senior Sister and Second Senior Brother have already reached Nascent Soul," Mu Chihuai stepped forward and said. "Fifth Senior Brother is also at the peak of late Golden Core. He went into seclusion recently. I estimate that after he comes out in two months, he'll also face the Nascent Soul lightning tribulation."
Tantai Ming eagerly raised his hand. "Me too! I'm about to break through to late Golden Core. I'll definitely break through to Nascent Soul before the competition!"
Tang Yanling said gently, "Third Junior Sister and I as well."
"And Big Senior Brother was already at Nascent Soul before going into seclusion. Who knows what realm he'll be at when he comes out."
"Pfft—what??" Immortal Chanyu almost spat her tea in their faces. Fortunately, she maintained her elegant and proper demeanor with years of practice. Her hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, and her smile became a bit stiff. "When I left, weren't you all quite usele... ahem, I mean, you're usually so lazy. How did you make such rapid progress all of a sudden?"
What on earth had happened in the sect during these years she was away?
The answer, of course, was that the sect had gained an extremely competitive person who led the entire sect in a frenzy of internal competition.
"Let me think about this matter. You may withdraw for now," Immortal Chanyu said, pressing her brow.
After the other senior brothers and sisters left, Chu Sang stayed behind and carefully said, "Master seems... unwilling to let us go to the sect competition?"
"What's so good about putting yourself in the limelight? It's easy to invite trouble and incur others' resentment. It's better to stay quietly in this small world and peacefully pass these hundred years with me."
Which cultivator who enters this path doesn't seek longevity and fame throughout the world?
The Lingqing Sect Leader's words were quite unexpected.
Chu Sang asked in confusion, "But ten thousand years ago, Lingqing Sect was also a renowned major sect. Now that it has fallen into such decline, doesn't Sect Leader and Master want to restore the sect to its former glory?"
"Lingqing Sect was founded by my master. I want to restore it more than anyone, but..." Immortal Chanyu gazed into the distance and sighed. "Forget it, there's no use saying more. This is not something you should know."
"Master, people who speak in riddles get struck by lightning, you know."
The higher one's realm, the more afraid of lightning strikes they are. Immortal Chanyu immediately glared at her. "Unfilial disciple, do you know why Lingqing Sect fell into decline? It was precisely because its reputation was too great back then, which invited those calamities."
"What calamities?"
But Immortal Chanyu refused to say more.
Chu Sang didn't press the issue further. She changed the topic, "I have another question, Master. The senior brothers and sisters weren't just randomly picked up by you, were they?"
She had many questions that she had long wanted to ask this Sect Leader.