novelraw Chapter 30 : Chapter 30
Chapter 30 : Chapter 30
Volume 2
Chapter 1: Tai Xuan Sect
Tai Xuan Sect.
As the number one sect of the righteous path, a top-tier sect that countless cultivators would break their heads to get into, the Tai Xuan Sect had always been mysterious and shrouded in mist in the eyes of outsiders.
Some thought that the rules here were numerous and the hierarchy strict.
Others thought that heavenly materials and earthly treasures were everywhere, and that one could increase their cultivation even while sleeping.
Still others thought that as the orthodox lineage of Daoism, the Tai Xuan Sect must be brimming with immortal qi and unlike the mortal world.
Strictly speaking, all these statements were correct, but also incorrect.
There were many rules, but compared to those sects with a dazzling array of ranks such as direct disciples, inner disciples, outer disciples, consecrate elders, senior elders, pill cauldron elders, and so on, there were not many identities in the Tai Xuan Sect.
There were only four types of people: disciples, elders, the Sect Master, and the Grand Elder.
To be precise, it was the first two types of people plus the latter two people.
There were not many people in the Tai Xuan Sect either, only about a hundred in total.
And most people would not stay on the mountain all year round, so on a normal day, one could probably only see sixty or seventy living people on the whole mountain.
Although there were many rules, and breaking them would result in being punished to copy books in the scripture repository, whether it was disciples or elders, they were not very pretentious when getting along.
As for what heavenly materials and earthly treasures were everywhere, or being brimming with immortal qi.
Tai Xuan Mountain, which was where the Tai Xuan Sect was located, had very good scenery, with clouds and mist lingering.
The back mountain had a spiritual field cultivated by Elder Xu, where some inedible birds and beasts were raised.
One could tease them when they encountered them, but that was all.
At least Xun Qiu didn't feel any difference between this place and the outside world.
The speed of cultivation was just as fast.
“So this is the reason why, after being here for half a year, you spend all day idling around, doing nothing, and wake me up early in the morning to ask me to go fishing with you?”
Su Wantian asked with a pair of dead fish eyes.
If he were a modern person, he would definitely blurt out, “Why don't you go find a factory to work in.”
“I want to cultivate too, but isn't the cultivation technique in the hands of the white-haired little girl? I can't practice if she doesn't give it to me.”
Xun Qiu said righteously, “There's nothing interesting about practicing the Tai Xuan Heart Sutra. I'm very bored. Isn't it normal for me to go out for a walk every day?”
Practicing the Tai Xuan Heart Sutra is not interesting.
After half a year of arduous practice, waking up early and sleeping late every day, Su Wantian, who had only just managed to guide qi into his body and was half a leg away from the Qi Refining stage, his mouth twitched, but he also understood that Xun Qiu was not deliberately trying to stab him, but was just stating the facts.
She considered her own genius to be a matter of course and had never shown off in this aspect.
He sighed helplessly and sat up:
“Alright, alright, I can't achieve much in my practice anyway. Fishing is there even a pond in the Tai Xuan Sect? How come I don't know.”
Xun Qiu gave him a sidelong glance:
“In the past half a year, besides your room, the dining hall, and the martial arts field, where else have you been?”
The disciples of the Tai Xuan Sect all lived on the side peak, with men and women separated, each in their own room which they built themselves.
Su Wantian's was built by himself.
For this, he had even gone to Jing Yi to learn, and had heard from him that the Tai Xuan Sect disciples of their generation had only come up the mountain last year.
At that time, no one knew how to build a wooden house, so twenty or thirty people had slept in the open for two or three nights.
During the day, they would go to listen to the elders' lectures, and at night, in the dark, they would ponder how to cut trees and build houses.
They had almost set the mountain on fire, scaring a passing tree demon, who had rewarded each of them with a slap with its branches.
The senior martial brothers and sisters of Jing Yi's generation didn't help either, just watched their jokes every day.
In the end, during the sect's grand competition at the end of the year, the new disciples, who were full of pent-up anger, were beaten up by them like sandbags again.
This made them even angrier.
But there was nothing they could do.
If they couldn't win, they just couldn't win.
The new disciples could only be depressed, waiting for the Tai Xuan Sect to open its gates again in a few years, so that they could go and persecute the new-new disciples, persecute their junior martial brothers and sisters, and complete the historical inheritance and cultural tradition of the Tai Xuan Sect.
Su Wantian's and Xun Qiu's seniority was a bit awkward.
Theoretically, they were of the same generation as the disciples who had entered the sect last year, but after all, a year had passed, and they were very unfamiliar.
But if you were to count them as the next generation of disciples, then the gap seemed even wider, so no one deliberately persecuted the two of them.
When they were building their wooden houses, basically everyone came over to help out, so they got to know each other a little.
There was no helping it.
Senior martial brothers and sisters persecuting junior martial brothers and sisters, that was considered an interesting matter, and no one took it to heart.
But if two groups of people together watched the jokes of a little junior martial sister and a little junior martial brother, then that would be outright bullying.
No one who could join the Tai Xuan Sect was willing to be a villain.
He had heard that on Xun Qiu's side, relying on her young age and good looks, she had been pulled by the senior martial sisters to live with them from the first day.
He had also heard that the female disciples had held some kind of party.
They had heard about Xun Qiu's deeds and had placed their hopes of quickly becoming stronger and beating the senior martial brothers and sisters of Jing Yi's generation on her.
They were looking forward to Xun Qiu showing off her skills in the grand competition at the end of the year and helping them vent their anger.
In addition, this person would maliciously act cute, so now wherever she went, there would be senior martial sisters coming over to feed her.
After autumn began, she was even given a lot of clothes.
Most of them were disliked by Xun Qiu for being too flashy, but the remaining small half that were pleasing to the eye were still more than she could wear even if she changed every day.
He didn't know why the senior martial sisters were all so idle.
Why couldn't they just find a job.
The two left the side peak.
The disciple dormitory was connected to the main peak by a suspension bridge.
The wooden planks and ropes were very thin.
On normal days, when the clouds and mist were lingering and it was not clear, it was fine, but once the weather was clear, one could see a bottomless abyss under their feet.
The valley wind was incessant, blowing the suspension bridge until it swayed, and the wooden planks creaked and rattled.
The two crossed the suspension bridge with calm hearts, but did not go to the back mountain first, but turned a corner and arrived at the dining hall of the main peak.
Cultivators could abstain from food for a long time by consuming wind and dew, but if there was no need, no one was willing to go a whole year without any taste in their mouth.
In addition, when new disciples entered the sect, their cultivation was still shallow and they could not go without eating.
So some senior martial brothers with a business mind discussed with Elder Xu, planted some vegetables in the back mountain, raised some livestock, and set up a dining hall on the mountain, which could earn a few high grade spirit stones every day.
To this day, this dining hall has a history of two or three hundred years.
The first generation of senior martial brothers had long since finished their cultivation and gone out to travel the world.
But the succeeding senior martial brothers did not let the dining hall decline.
He had more business sense, and from some unknown small sect, he found a chef with some cultivation, had the chef cook in the dining hall, and found a few junior martial brothers and sisters to help, taking care of the vegetable garden every day, digging up some ripe ones and bringing them to the dining hall.
He himself would pay the chef and the junior martial brothers and sisters a salary every month.
Although he earned less, he didn't have to work hard anymore.
The chef entered the Tai Xuan Sect, earned spirit stones, and could occasionally hear the elders' lectures, so he was very happy.
The disciples could eat delicious food and occasionally earn spirit stones, so they were also very happy.
The senior martial brother who had become a capitalist without a teacher was even happier.
Everyone was happy.
So the dining hall was preserved to this day.
Neither Yun Suyian, that is, the white-haired little girl, the Sect Master of the Tai Xuan Sect nor the Grand Elder had ever bothered with this matter.
When they had some free time, they would even come over to gather with the disciples.
The two planned to finish breakfast first before running to the back mountain to fish, but when they arrived here, they found that a dozen or twenty people had gathered at the entrance of the dining hall, discussing a notice posted on the door.
“Senior You from the back mountain needs one disciple with good root bone and high comprehension to test a new cultivation technique he has created. The reward is the cultivation technique itself, plus one hundred mid-grade spirit stones.”