Xiaoyao Peak.
Ye Kong stood in the courtyard, collecting the purest water from nature, blending it with medicinal herbs and the finest brown sugar, refining it with his boundless divine flames.
His disciple was feeling unwell, and as her master, he felt obliged to take care of her.
After refining the brown sugar water for half an hour, he finally managed to produce a single bowl.
Carrying the potion, Ye Kong approached Lin Yaoyao's door.
"Disciple, disciple," Ye Kong called out twice.
Lin Yaoyao, who was in the midst of cultivation, was slightly annoyed by the sudden interruption.
"Master, I'm cultivating! Why aren't you?" she thought to herself.
With a hint of annoyance, Lin Yaoyao rose to open the door.
"Master, what is it?" Lin Yaoyao asked.
"Disciple, I've made you some brown sugar water," Ye Kong said, holding out the potion.
Why am I getting brown sugar water when I'm perfectly fine?
My qi and blood are full, I don't need to tonify them, do I?
Lin Yaoyao couldn't fathom why her master would make her brown sugar water when she felt perfectly healthy.
Was he... bored?
"Master, I'm in good health, I don't need brown sugar water," Lin Yaoyao politely declined.
Upon hearing this, Ye Kong became even more convinced that Lin Yaoyao was not feeling well.
"Disciple, be obedient and drink the brown sugar water. It's good for your health," Ye Kong said with a gentle smile.
Lin Yaoyao furrowed her brows, took the bowl, and drank it in one gulp.
It was sweet, delicious.
Lin Yaoyao's first impression was that the brown sugar water tasted great, very sweet.
Shortly after, the spiritual energy contained in the brown sugar water erupted within her body, making her feel warm and comfortable, yet slightly hot.
"Thank you, Master!" Lin Yaoyao said gratefully.
"Disciple, take a good rest. Tomorrow, I'll bring you more brown sugar water," Ye Kong said before collecting his bowl and leaving.
After taking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something and turned back.
"Disciple, remember to drink plenty of hot water," Ye Kong added.
Lin Yaoyao: ?
Drink plenty of hot water?
After Ye Kong left, Lin Yaoyao disrobed and entered a pond.
She began cultivating the Nine Dragons Invincible Body Technique, complemented by the Xuanhuang Mantra.
The effects of the brown sugar water manifested, and a phoenix silhouette appeared on her jade-like body, more vivid and vibrant, like an indelible mark.
"I didn't expect the brown sugar water Master made for me to have medicinal properties," Lin Yaoyao exclaimed.
Although she didn't understand why her master suddenly made her brown sugar water, it was undeniably beneficial to her cultivation.
She could feel her cultivation speed increase significantly.
If she drank a bowl every day, she could break through to the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment within a short period.
As Lin Yaoyao thought about her master's kind gesture, a warm current flowed through her heart.
"But what did Master mean by 'drink plenty of hot water'?" Lin Yaoyao wondered.
Seeing that his disciple had calmed down, Ye Kong returned to sit by the Bitter Sea.
Ah, these seven days every month, they're really hard to handle.
I need to find a young disciple.
A young disciple to accompany her, so that when she's upset, she can take it out on him.
Otherwise, my Little Black won't have anywhere to make its nest.
Her kick destroyed the ant nest.
Pitiful!
Ye Kong felt sorry for Little Black, who had done nothing wrong yet suffered at the hands of his disciple.
Hmm... I'll go find one tomorrow.
With that thought, Ye Kong resumed his fishing.
Qi Cultivation +1...
Outside Xinghe Sect.
After two days of inquiries, Bai Wuchen finally learned about Xinghe Sect and Xiaoyao Peak.
Xiaoyao Peak was the perfect place for his cultivation!
When I get there, with my Foundation Establishment cultivation, being the master will be effortless.
"I'll sneak in at night," Bai Wuchen thought to himself.
When I regain my strength, the whole world will bow before me!
Thinking of this, Bai Wuchen couldn't help but smile.
"Ah, poor child, here's a copper coin, go buy a steamed bun," a passerby said, tossing a coin at Bai Wuchen as he saw him sitting by the wall, grinning foolishly.
"Thank you, sir, thank you..."
Wait, I'm not a beggar!
Go to hell!
Bai Wuchen angrily tossed the coin on the ground.
After staying in the beggar's den for too long, he had become assimilated.
After a while,
Bai Wuchen hugged a fragrant steamed bun and ate it with relish.
"So delicious~"
...
...
Midnight.
Well-fed and content, Bai Wuchen gazed at the direction of Xinghe Sect and crept closer.
Xinghe Sect was heavily guarded.
Eight disciples stood watch at the gate's perimeter.
However, this posed no obstacle to Bai Wuchen.
He jumped into the grass, becoming a shadowy figure, moving silently and stealthily, albeit slowly.
He inched forward, determined to enter Xinghe Sect before dawn.
Once the sun rose, with better visibility, infiltrating the sect would be much harder.
Outside the sect.
Under the moonlight, Bai Wuchen remained motionless, hidden in the grass.
He advanced only when the moonlight disappeared.
The gate was only three hundred meters away.
At his current snail's pace, it would take him over an hour to reach it.
There was no other way. Cultivators' senses were keen, and even the slightest movement could alert them.
Especially the disciples guarding the gate, who underwent rigorous training.
Upon spotting anything unusual, they wouldn't hesitate to strike first and ask questions later.
Moreover, after the incident with the demonic palace patriarch, Xinghe Sect remained on high alert.
Hence, there were several more elite disciples guarding the gate.
If anyone dared to attack, they would immediately close the gate.
"Rustling!"
Beside Bai Wuchen, a snake slithered, making a faint sound.
As soon as it moved, a sword swooped down, piercing the snake to death.
The disciple grabbed the sword, and the dangling snake flew back to him.
"It's just a snake, nothing to worry about," the disciple said.
The others relaxed their weapons.
Throughout, they didn't take their eyes off their posts or offer to help.
Bai Wuchen couldn't help but swallow nervously.
Has Xinghe Sect gone mad? Why is their security so tight?
How am I supposed to infiltrate this place with such stringent measures?
Who are they trying to prevent?
Bai Wuchen was speechless, lying prone on the ground.
After crawling for so long, he had only covered a few meters.
And this was from a relatively far distance. If he were closer, hiding would be even harder.
Bai Wuchen hesitated for a long time before continuing forward.
Since he had made up his mind, there was no turning back.
The night was unusually quiet, with only Bai Wuchen still striving to get closer.
As dawn approached...
Bai Wuchen struggled to crawl near the gate.
As the sky brightened and the sun rose in the east, Bai Wuchen blended into the shadows of the guard disciples, using his stealth technique to become one with their shadows.
This was Bai Wuchen's hiding technique, allowing him to lurk within others' shadows.
However, executing it was difficult. With his current cultivation, he had to be within two meters of his target to merge into their shadow.
And if discovered, he would be forcibly expelled.
As dawn broke, another group of disciples arrived to relieve the current guards.
After the shift change, the eight disciples returned to the sect, finally relaxing their spirits.
"Finally, we can rest properly!"
Guarding the gate meant putting one's life on the line, staying alert all night, and even facing the risk of death.
After all, during a sect attack, the guards were usually the first to die.
Taking advantage of their slackened vigilance, Bai Wuchen sneaked away.
To his surprise, once inside Xinghe Sect, he could go wherever he pleased.
He couldn't believe how easily he had infiltrated the sect.
Xiaoyao Peak, I'm here!