The Cultivation Method of Junior Sister is Unscientific

“Sect Leader!” Ma Hongyu suddenly shielded Ye Cheng, his voice trembling, “My disciple is introverted and naive to the ways of the world. I promise to discipline him strictly from now on. He won’t make such mistakes again.”

Zhao Wuji’s expression remained inscrutable.

Ma Hongyu immediately knelt down.

Ye Cheng, bewildered, followed suit.

He was perplexed, unsure why the Sect Leader had suddenly spoken this way.

“Hongyu,” Zhao Wuji displayed a faint smile, “What do you take me for? Relax, I merely wish to have a word with Ye Cheng. Stand up, don’t make a spectacle of yourselves.”

Ma Hongyu didn’t believe him, but given Zhao Wuji’s words, he had no choice but to help Ye Cheng to his feet.

“Sect Leader,” Ma Hongyu stammered, “My disciple is thick-headed. Any instructions for him can be relayed through me. I’ll make sure to discipline him according to your guidance when we return.”

Zhao Wuji glanced at him, “It’s nothing, just a few words.”

At this point, Ma Hongyu was helpless. He could only silently pray that Zhao Wuji would show mercy to Ye Cheng, considering his years of service, if not achievement.

“Ye Cheng,” Zhao Wuji addressed him again.

Ye Cheng, oblivious to any issue, approached obediently.

Zhao Wuji inquired, “What’s your opinion of that Yun Jin?”

Ye Cheng pondered carefully before responding, “She’s a cultivation prodigy. If possible, I’d like to discuss techniques with her.”

Ma Hongyu: “……”

Cold sweat broke out on his brow.

Raising a disciple to be this naive was precisely the problem, making one want to speak on his behalf.

Ye Cheng’s honesty caused Zhao Wuji’s expression to darken slightly, but his lips curled into a smile, “Good. You’re truly devoted to cultivation, a rare, pure soul. I admire people like you.”

“Here, take this jade pendant. Wear it always. It’s a defensive magical item like the one Danxia has, capable of ensuring your safety,” Zhao Wuji said warmly.

Ye Cheng accepted it gratefully, promptly attaching it to his waist.

Ma Hongyu was also surprised.

From his understanding of the Sect Leader, Ye Cheng’s earlier voluntary admission of defeat should have infuriated him.

Yet, not only was there no punishment, but a reward was given. Was this truly the Sect Leader’s style?

“Alright, you may go now. Focus on cultivating the spirit fields henceforth, to showcase your skills to others,” Zhao Wuji said with a smile.

Ma Hongyu hastily pulled Ye Cheng away, “Thank you, Sect Leader.”

As the pair left, Zhao Wuji’s smile turned cold.

Did those who displeased him think they could live?

He had infused the jade pendant with a rare poison. Worn continuously, it would prove fatal within a month, leaving no trace of foul play.

By then, after so much time had passed, no one would connect it to tonight’s meeting.

Though Ye Cheng showed some talent in cultivation, was talent rare in the world of immortal cultivation?

Since he admired Yun Jin so much, let him wait for her in the underworld!

The flickering candlelight cast shifting shadows across Zhao Wuji’s face.

Outside, Ma Hongyu sighed as he looked at Ye Cheng, “We seem to have passed this hurdle. From now on, stay in the spirit fields and avoid going out.”

“Yes,” Ye Cheng agreed readily.

He preferred not to go out anyway.

He enjoyed the company of spirit plants more than humans.

Ma Hongyu nodded, and the master-disciple pair returned to the spirit fields.

Deep within the fields stood a small cave dwelling, their residence.

“Master, I’ll go check on the spirit plants,” Ye Cheng said, heading back to the fields.

Watching his retreating figure, Ma Hongyu sighed again.

He was truly worried.

His disciple was too naive. While he was around, he could barely protect him.

But if he were gone, what would become of Ye Cheng?

Earlier, he had said they’d passed this hurdle only to ease Ye Cheng’s mind.

But given the Sect Leader’s nature, had they truly overcome it?

He had no confidence at all.

That night, Ma Hongyu pondered many things, ending with just another sigh.

The next day, at the crack of dawn, Gu Jinghong arrived again.

As usual, he did nothing but ramble nonsensically to some plants, appearing mentally unstable.

Ma Hongyu, accustomed to this sight, ignored Gu Jinghong’s presence.

Ye Cheng, who had never paid attention to Gu Jinghong before, approached him this time and asked, “Why hasn’t Junior Sister Yun come? I’ve heard about her improvements to cultivation techniques, which are astounding. It’s a pity I haven’t had the chance to witness them.”

Gu Jinghong looked up, his eyes wary, “My master is busy and has no time to come.”

Ye Cheng earnestly said, “Cultivation techniques improve through exchange. I actually have some insights of my own. If you don’t mind, I could…”

“Ye Cheng! Come here!” Ma Hongyu called out immediately.

He listened with trepidation.

Was his disciple tired of living?

To still be entangling himself with Yun Jin at this time, even Zhao Wuji would have to take action.

Ye Cheng responded, hurriedly saying, “The art of cultivation is profound. Having another practitioner to discuss with would be wonderful.”

He then went to Ma Hongyu.

“Master,” Ye Cheng waited for instructions.

Ma Hongyu’s mouth opened and closed before he weakly said, “From now on, you’re forbidden from meeting Yun Jin.”

Ye Cheng was puzzled, “Why?”

Ma Hongyu gritted his teeth, “Don’t you know the Sect Leader hates her to the bone? If you continue associating with her, even I can’t protect you! Do you think the Sect Leader gave you that jade pendant in praise? He’s warning you to serve him well in the future!”

So there was such meaning behind it.

Ye Cheng suddenly understood.

He quickly went back to Gu Jinghong, “Junior Sister Yun shouldn’t come for now. Once the Sect Leader’s anger subsides, I’ll exchange insights with her.”

Gu Jinghong: “……”

Could he just strike this simpleton dead with one palm?

Gu Jinghong’s gaze flickered, noticing the jade pendant at Ye Cheng’s waist, “Did the Sect Leader give you this?”

Ye Cheng hadn’t worn it before; it had appeared overnight.

Moreover, it looked identical to Ye Danxia’s. Gu Jinghong made an educated guess.

“Yes,” Ye Cheng answered directly, “The Sect Leader treats me so well. Since he dislikes Junior Sister Yun, I can’t meet with her for now.”

Gu Jinghong’s lips twitched.

He now greatly admired Ma Hongyu’s ability to raise such a disciple.

“I understand,” Gu Jinghong replied through gritted teeth.

He continued his task of communing with the spirit plants, and when the time was right, he returned to Celestial Sword Peak.

Gu Jinghong briefly reported to Yun Jin, then hesitated before adding, “Master, there’s one more thing.”

“Go on,” Yun Jin said, casually taking out a pill and continuing her cultivation.

Gu Jinghong’s lips twitched again.

He had seen it clearly.

What was his master eating?

A perfect-grade pill?

Judging by its aura, could it be a Restoration Pill?!

Gu Jinghong suddenly forgot what he had intended to say and couldn’t help asking, “Master, that pill is…”

“A Restoration Pill,” Yun Jin said nonchalantly, “Didn’t I give you one when you were severely injured before?”

Gu Jinghong’s lips trembled.

Restoration Pill…

Wasn’t that for healing meridians and dantian?

What had happened to his master?

Gu Jinghong felt a surge of panic and was about to inquire further.

Just then, he saw Yun Jin pour out a dozen more pills, popping them into her mouth like candy.

Gu Jinghong: “???”