Immortality begins with raising apprentices

Chapter 65 The Mysterious Golden Fur Ball

Bai Susu's appearance, though brief, was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

The group of rogue cultivators were so frightened that they dared not speak loudly and scattered like birds and beasts, fearing that they would get into more trouble.

Chen Ye was one of them.

He blended into the crowd and quietly left Hu Danshi's courtyard.

"Mediocrity in talent...sneaky behavior..."

Chen Ye felt both annoyed and amused.

He admitted that he was mediocre, as the five spiritual roots were indeed at the bottom of the cultivation world.

How can one say that one's actions are sneaky and underhanded?

I was just being cautious, how did that make me sneaky?

When they parted, Bai Susu and Li Qiuyun did not lower their voices.

Chen Ye heard the first part of their conversation clearly.

It seems that in the eyes of the Lingyin Sect disciples, he was indeed just an insignificant rogue cultivator from a shantytown.

But this is good, at least it won't attract too much attention for the time being.

But why did Bai Susu specifically point him out?

Was it merely out of curiosity about his Gengjin Technique, which far surpassed his cultivation level?
Chen Ye always felt that things weren't that simple.

His cultivation has now broken through to the fifth level of Qi Refining, and his strength has greatly increased... well, it can be considered a great increase.

But when faced with a behemoth like the Lingyin Sect, they were still like ants.

Moreover, he is now caught in the middle of a power struggle between two major gangs.

Moreover, what Chen Ye cared about most was the matter of the demonic cultivator that Bai Susu mentioned.

There seem to be other inside stories behind Hu Danshi's death.

This little girl reminded me last time, so this time... could she just be casually reminding me again?
"I hope these fifty-five Qi-Nourishing Pills can improve my cultivation level a bit more..." Chen Ye thought to himself.

"Fellow Daoist Chen!"

A slightly muffled shout came from behind.

Chen Ye turned around and saw that it was the weapon refiner Ping Zhuo who quickly followed, still carrying the crimson hammer on his shoulder.

"Fellow Daoist Ping." Chen Ye stopped and returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

Ping Zhuo walked closer, glanced at Hu Danshi's courtyard with lingering fear, and clicked his tongue, saying, "What bad luck. A perfectly good gathering turned into a death. This young lady of the Bai family, her actions are really... tsk tsk."

It was clear to the naked eye that Pingzhuo was very dissatisfied.

Chen Ye understood the subtext in his words and probed, "Could it be that the Lingyin Sect never killed everyone in the past? But this time, it seems that Master Hu is colluding with the demonic cultivators."

Ping Zhuo shook his head and sighed:

"In the vast Yunxi Fang, there are many things that are secretly involved with demonic cultivators. How can the Lingyin Sect possibly manage them all? It's just that this young lady is eccentric and has a violent temper. She kills people at the drop of a hat."

"This matter concerning Master Hu is like a heavy weight, but once it's weighed, it's a thousand pounds. The Lingyin Sect doesn't care normally, but waits until Master Hu has become powerful before intervening. It's clearly a case of using someone else to make money, and then they'll dismantle the bridge afterward..."

Seeing that Ping Zhuo was getting more and more carried away and was about to expose all the secrets of the Lingyin Sect.

Chen Ye quickly coughed to interrupt, "Fellow Daoist Ping, please be careful with your words. In my opinion, Miss Bai may just be someone who hates evil. Although she is young, she is a good child."

Ping Zhuo's gaze towards Chen Ye changed instantly, becoming strange:
"This lady is no young girl, she may look young... Could it be that Daoist Chen has a taste for this?"

Chen Ye's face darkened, and he almost lost his composure.

Ping Zhuo is a complete idiot. Bai Susu's flying sword skills are superb; she's clearly a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Foundation Establishment cultivators possess divine consciousness within their bodies.

How dare he speak ill of her behind her back?
Chen Ye was cautious and unwilling to take any risks. Although he also wanted to criticize Bai Susu, he forcibly held back:
"What do you mean she likes this kind of thing! She's just a little short, what's the difference between her and other female cultivators? Besides... she's quite cute."

He sounded somewhat guilty when he said the last sentence.

After all, the way that little girl killed without blinking an eye was hardly cute.

A mysterious golden-haired creature nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing that Chen Ye did not want to talk about the matter further, Ping Zhuo did not press the issue further.

He simply smiled subtly: "Fellow Daoist Chen, actually... I'm the same. However, it seems you bought quite a few Qi-Nourishing Pills before?"

The mysterious golden-haired creature frowned in disgust.

Upon hearing this, Chen Ye immediately became alert.

Good grief, we can't let this neighbor have any contact with his apprentice anymore.

Upon hearing the latter part of the sentence, Chen Ye proactively took out twenty spirit stones from his storage bag and handed them over.

"Fellow Daoist Ping, thank you for your leniency some time ago. This is the final payment for the reforging of the iron sword. Please accept it."

Ping Zhuo took the spirit stones and carefully counted them. His smile became much more genuine.

He patted Chen Ye on the shoulder and laughed heartily, "Fellow Daoist Chen is indeed a kindred spirit! I knew I hadn't misjudged you! How is that iron sword, is it still easy to use?"

"It's very convenient, thank you for your trouble, Fellow Daoist Ping."

Having paid off the spirit stones, he felt much more at ease.

However, he only has fifty-six spirit stones left.

Money,

Whether in my past life or in the world of cultivation, the more I use it, the less it lasts...

The two walked back side by side. Ping Zhuo accepted the spirit stones and was in a great mood.

At the same time, recognition of Chen Ye has increased significantly.

They became more talkative, casually chatting about the recent situation in the market:

“Fellow Daoist Chen, you haven’t been living in Bishui Street for long, so you might not know this yet. But things haven’t been peaceful in Yunxi Lane lately.”

He lowered his voice and glanced around.

Chen Ye's heart stirred, and he asked, "Oh? What do you mean? I'm new here, and I hope Fellow Daoist Ping can enlighten me."

Ping Zhuo looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention, leaned closer and said:
"What else could it be? It's just those guys from the Jade Lizard Society and the Stone Mirror Society causing trouble! They're fighting outside the market every few days over some trivial matter in Donggou Valley, which has made the atmosphere in the market quite tense. I heard from the old folks at Lingbao Pavilion that it's almost as chaotic as when Stone Mirror Town was first established."

He sighed: "A couple of days ago, Lingbao Pavilion received a big order for a batch of armor and magic weapons, and they specifically requested that it be expedited. I think it's probably because those two gangs are about to have a showdown."

"Doesn't the Lingyin Sect care?" Chen Ye asked.

"Manage? How?" Ping Zhuo curled his lip. "Those big shots in the Lingyin Sect don't care about the lives of us rogue cultivators. As long as no one gets killed in the market, they won't bother with us. Besides, aren't the inner disciples currently undergoing trials in the Three Thousand Mountains? Most of the sect's energy is focused there. I think that little miss from the Bai family suddenly doing this today is just to make an example of them, to warn all the forces not to go too far."

"Thank you for the reminder, Fellow Daoist Ping." Chen Ye bowed respectfully. "I understand."

"Hey, don't be so polite! We're neighbors!" Ping Zhuo waved his hand dismissively. "I was just saying. Come on, let's go home!"

The two walked side by side and soon returned to Bishui Street.

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the cobblestone path in warmth, but the cold wind remained biting.

From afar, Chen Ye could see the two small figures at the entrance of his courtyard.

Beside the dimly lit courtyard gate, two little bundles of joy squatted, one on each side, wrapped in thick rabbit fur coats, their little faces rosy from the cold.

But she still stubbornly stared in the direction of the alley entrance, her eyes filled with longing.

Upon seeing Chen Ye appear, the two little ones' eyes lit up at the same time, and they stood up simultaneously.

(End of this chapter)