Of course, she didn't dare to speak such rebellious words out loud; she could only grumble quietly in her heart.
When the new clothes arrived, Ranran couldn't help but admire her Shifu's elegant taste. The seemingly simple moon-white robe, once worn, gave a sense of being as graceful as a fairy.
She unconsciously took off the pink floral hairpin from her head, re-combed her hair into a simple hair bun and put on the newly bought jade hairpin. Looking at herself in the mirror again, she suddenly felt as if she was exuding an immortal aura, and that her cultivation had improved significantly. She could surely refine the elixir of immortality if she started brewing now!
However, Qiu Xier, who was a bit chubby, was quite dissatisfied because the loose and casual moon-white robe didn't suit her slightly plump figure, and no matter how she adjusted it, she couldn't achieve the slender and graceful look that Ranran had.
Qiu Xier was very self conscious of her looks and didn't want to wear it, but the second uncle master said that they were going to meet with fellow cultivators at Jue Mountain the next day.
At that time, disciples from every cultivation sect would wear their uniforms. Since their Shifu had tailor-made clothes for them, they had to dress neatly and not disgrace the reputation of Xishan immortal cultivators of Yongcheng.
On the day they had gone to the market, their two uncle masters went around to gather information. They briefly described the situation under Jue Mountain when they came back.
Some people from the righteous sects had already thought of a way to deal with Mu Qingge. It was said that Kongshan Sect had a Dragon Abyss used to imprison Jiao dragons. Once someone fell into it and was bound by iron chains, it was very difficult to escape from.
The head of Kongshan Sect, Wen Shitai, was the first to declare that no one should covet Mu Qingge's cultivation. Although Mu Qingge had been reincarnated, which was a chance given by heaven, she had not made any mistakes in this life. It would be somewhat unreasonable to execute her, but to prevent her from causing chaos in the world again, once she was born, everyone would join forces to capture her and imprison her in Dragon Abyss, never to be reborn!
Other sects seemed not very interested in Wen Shitai's proposal, and few responded, as everyone had their own plans.
The demonic cultivator Wei Jiu would pay no attention to Wen Shitai. His disciples had already occupied the northwest of the mountain, while the three major sects occupied the southeast. The two camps were ready for a battle at any moment.
The words of the uncle masters made all the young disciples quite nervous and unable to sleep.
The next day, before dawn, a sudden explosive sound came from the top of Jue Mountain. A beam of spiritual light shot up into the sky, breaking through layers of morning clouds and mist.
This tumultuous sound was quite earth-shattering. The next moment, cultivators who were staying in the village leaped out of their houses, lightly tapped their toes, silently recited the wind-riding spell to rush towards the mountain top.
However, there were also inexperienced young cultivators with shallow cultivation. Their shoes and leggings were not tightly tied, and the flying shoes that were flung off in a hurry were quite a spectacle!
Uncle master Yu Chen and Gao Cang felt that a big battle was imminent and their blood started to boil. They shouted and wanted to fly up to join them.
But Su Yishui stopped them and then turned to ask Ranran, "Is breakfast ready?"
Just out of bed, Ranran had slept in her clothes last night. She did not even dare to undress, fearing that she might need to rush up the mountain in a hurry during the night.
Hearing her Shifu suddenly asking for breakfast, she let out an "Ah" and hurriedly nodded.
Ever since the second uncle master Yu Tong made a few meals with strange flavors, the task of cooking somehow inexplicably fell back on Ranran.
Ranran always prepared the food the night before going to bed. In the morning, she could warm up porridge and small dishes and they could eat.
So, amidst the shouting and the flying of various cultivators in the sky, the seven disciples of Xishan Sect of Yongcheng sat around a table in the small courtyard of the Xue family, slurping hot porridge and peeling five-spice eggs…
Yu Tong's concentration was always better than her brother's, but seeing her master's calm demeanor, she couldn't help but remind him, "Master, if we arrive late and Mu Qingge is captured by Wei Jiu, or if she is executed, wouldn't you lose the chance to restore your appearance…"
But Ranran knew that her Shifu had already restored his appearance and was not in a hurry at all.
She also felt that this was very well. As a person of the righteous path, if they didn't show up, they would inevitably be criticized by others. However, if they charged ahead, they would inevitably be putting their lives on the line.
Shifu was so composed and steady, not being a show-off, filled with the solidity and reliability of being both a person and a cultivator, which was admirable in every way!
So she attentively served some side dishes to her Shifu, letting the honored master eat a bit more, so that when walking up the mountain later, his dantian would also be warmer.
But the eldest senior brother, Gao Cang, was full of passion for cultivating the true way and was so eager that he secretly signaled to Ranran to let their Shifu eat faster. If they were late, wouldn't they completely miss those on the demonic path?
Ranran tried to lower her eyelids as much as possible, pretending not to see, and buried her face in her bowl of hot porridge with shrimp pieces.
After finally finishing breakfast, Su Yishui calmly got up and took his disciples, dressed in their new clothes, to the mountain for a fight.
Qiu Xier looked at her own clothes with some reluctance. Although they didn't look good, they were made of precious fabric. What should she do if blood splashed on them later and it couldn't be washed off?
As rookies who had just entered the sect, she and Ranran had no power to resist the enemy at all. They only had invisibility pills given by their Shifu in their arms. If the situation gets out of control later on, they could just take the pills and make a quick escape.
With the pills at arms reach, Ranran felt slightly more at ease. She was curious about the withered tree on the old mountain of her hometown, and even more curious about what the demonic revered Grandmaster, Mu Qingge, who had been reborn as a human, would look like.
By the time they reached the middle of the mountain, the shouts of killing were already shaking the sky. They saw disciples of the Crimson Gate in black robes all over the mountain, apparently determined to obtain the spiritual fruit that had landed.
The experts of the three major sects also joined the battle, fighting against a man in a black robe embroidered with gold threads and a gentle appearance in the air. The scene was extremely tragic.
Listening to Yu Chen's commentary on the side, that man who was giving everyone a thrashing was the demonic cultivator Wei Jiu.
He was on the cusp of forming a Nascent Soul and was the person with the highest cultivation in the demonic cultivator world in a hundred years. He was good at using a pair of Qilin Demon Blade Hooks. Wherever the hooks went, flesh and blood flew and spiritual power was shattered.
After losing more than a dozen powerful disciples, all three major sects retreated. Right now, they were in a tight spot.
Wei Fang of the Jiuhua Sect had one arm sliced by that hook and was bloodied and unable to move. The head of the Jiuhua Sect, Kaiyuan Zhenren, stood in the front of the team, watching the battle in the sky with a grave face.
Just then, Wei Fang inadvertently turned his head and saw Su Yishui and the others coming leisurely. He immediately excitedly shouted at Wei Jiu on the mountain top: "Demon Wei! Your nemesis, Su Yishui, is here!"
Wei Jiu had been waiting for the spiritual shield of the Jue Mountain to disappear for a long time.
But as he led his disciples up the mountain when the spiritual shield disappeared, the righteous sects that had been lying in ambush all came up to kill him, like cockroaches and bugs. Although they were insignificant, they were extremely annoying.
Finally, when he had driven them back, he suddenly heard such a shout. He raised his eyebrows, looked in the direction of the sound, and indeed saw his old enemy, Su Yishui.
Back then, he had wanted to enter the sect of Mu Qingge and had knelt in front of Yongcheng Xishan's mountain gate for one day and night. However, Mu Qingge only glanced at him and casually dismissed him with the words, "There is no master and disciple fate, do not force it."
But after that, Mu Qingge went out of her way and did everything she could, to forcibly take Su Yishui, a disciple from another sect, under her wing.
This dumped a bucket of cold water on his zeal at that time.
People had always said that Mu Qingge liked to take in beautiful orphans as disciples. He was an orphan without parents and his appearance was impeccable. Why did Mu Qingge show undisguised disdain when she looked at him?
And that Su Yishui was not even an orphan at all. He was the illegitimate son of the once powerful Prince Ping, a noble child raised privately in luxury. But he had been favored by Mu Qingge, who taught him everything she knew!
It would seem that no matter how high one's cultivation is, it is hard to escape the worldly practice of being a snob!
From then on, the already radical Wei Jiu became even more bitter, so he turned to the Crimson Gate to practice demonic cultivation. Along this path, he endured hardships and even committed the act of killing his master and stealing his cultivation, all for the sake of forming a Nascent Soul as soon as possible. Because he wanted to let Mu Qingge see what kind of genius she had missed back then. He also wanted to make Mu Qingge taste regret.
But he believed that when Mu Qingge was besieged by the three major righteous sects, she must have regretted it, right? Taking in a rebellious traitor like Su Yishui was truly digging her own grave!
Now hearing the shout of the Jiuhua Sect disciple, could it be that the world still thought that he, Wei Jiu, that his abilities were still below Su Yishui's?
Thinking of this, Wei Jiu couldn't help but laugh loudly. He then leaped up, charging straight towards Su Yishui.
The Qilin Double Hooks shone with cold light, bringing a force of a thousand pounds fiercely. If struck, muscles and bones in the entire body would shatter and the spiritual power would also be greatly damaged.
Looking at Su Yishui, he showed no intention of fighting back and stood calmly in the wind.
When Wei Jiu attacked, he did not dodge, but simply took out a piece of black wooden square plaque and held it up high.
It was inevitable that the people around would break into a cold sweat for Su Yishui. Yu Chen was even more than eager to rush up to block the fatal blow for his master.
Who would have thought that when Wei Jiu saw the intricate carvings on the plaque, he suddenly pulled back his attack. As he turned around, he asked in a low voice with furrowed brows, "Is what you have in your hand the key to the spiritual spring of the underworld?"
As soon as he said this, the people who heard it paled in fear – the spiritual spring of the underworld was previously just a legend in the cultivation world, but Mu Qingge had turned the legend into reality. She not only broke into the underworld, found the spiritual spring, but also released the demon child that brought disaster to the world.
The underworld is not the land of the dead as discussed by ordinary mortals and the spiritual spring contains the source of endless extreme yin spiritual power. Su Yishui, who accompanied Mu Qingge into the underworld at that time, gained a great increase in spiritual power because of this. Back then, he formed his golden core even before he had reached the age of sixteen, and his cultivation speed was so rapid that it was astonishing.
Afterwards, many people wanted to learn the secrets of the spiritual spring of the underworld from him, but Su Yishui never mentioned it. After retreating into seclusion, outsiders could not even see him, let alone ask.
For demonic cultivators who absorb others' spiritual power to enhance their cultivation, they are willing to use everything to exchange for the key to the door of the spiritual spring of the underworld.
And Wei Jiu, who always took the shortcuts of the demonic way, naturally made every effort to seek this secret realm that could allow him to ascend in a day.
Unfortunately, with the execution of Mu Qingge, the whereabouts of the key became a mystery, and no one has ever visited the spiritual spring again.
Wei Jiu had seen the pattern of the key to the underworld in ancient bamboo texts, so as soon as he saw what was in Su Yishui's hand, he immediately stopped.