Half a month later.
After this period of recuperation, Mo Yan's cultivation realm gradually stabilized, and Wang Xuanyi's physical strength grew increasingly powerful.
For cultivators, lightning tribulations were certainly terrifying.
But the transformation achieved after surviving a lightning tribulation was undoubtedly a validation of one's self, the highest honor for a cultivator.
“Phew...”
Atop Tianzhu Peak, Wang Xuanyi exhaled a breath of turbid air, ending his posture of internal contemplation. His glowing body gradually dimmed.
“Thieving heavens, that was a brutally heavy hand.”
Wang Xuanyi muttered. Every time he thought of that final lightning strike, his entire body shuddered as if shocked by electricity, a reaction that had practically become muscle memory.
If the power of the lightning tribulation hadn't decreased at the final moment, Tianzhu Peak wouldn't have been the only thing destroyed; both he and Mo Yan would likely have had to reincarnate.
Speaking of which, the Sect Master was truly generous.
It took only three to five days to completely rebuild Tianzhu Peak, and the peak-protecting array was significantly strengthened—likely out of fear that Wang Xuanyi and Mo Yan might trigger another lightning tribulation.
“Senior Brother, Master is looking for us to discuss something.”
Zhu Huai's voice drifted in from outside the bamboo hut.
“Alright, I'll head over now.”
Wang Xuanyi finished his meditation and pushed the door open. At a glance, he saw Zhu Huai, who had successfully established her foundation.
Having not seen her for nearly two months, this little girl had grown increasingly pretty. Under the guidance of the Peach Blossom Immortal, she had also learned how to seal her uncontrollable Peach Blossom Eyes.
“Senior Brother?”
“Ah, sorry, I zoned out for a moment.” Wang Xuanyi snapped back to his senses and shook his slightly sluggish head, not quite understanding the anomaly just now.
“Let's go, let's go.”
Wang Xuanyi flicked his sleeve and walked toward the main house first, failing to notice the wicked smile tugging at the corner of Zhu Huai's lips as she thought to herself, “It seems the knowledge the Peach Blossom Immortal taught me is truly useful. Even Senior Brother couldn't sense the anomaly in the air.”
A nearly transparent peach blossom petal pattern emerged in Zhu Huai's pupils, upon which five immortal seals were applied. One of them was somewhat faint, being the shallowest seal.
Her senior brother's zoning out was related to this seal.
To completely control the influence of the Peach Blossom Eyes, Zhu Huai did not seal them away entirely; instead, she chose to gradually adapt to and fully master them.
She knew very well that she was not cut out for combat, so cultivating with her innate talent was a perfectly viable path.
Due to the reconstruction, Tianzhu Peak currently looked rather desolate. Mo Yan had wanted to plant some more bamboo, but Wang Xuanyi refused.
His reason was that they should wait for their future mistress to move in and make the decision.
What Mo Yan wanted to discuss with Zhu Huai and Wang Xuanyi this time was also related to this.
The ghost immortal's soul brand had been erased, Mo Yan was no longer aged, and his cultivation had gradually caught up with the vanguard of the previous era.
In both reason and emotion, he should no longer continue to be cowardly.
“Young geezer, what do you think we should bring with us? Is my outfit not decent enough? Will your future mistress look down on me?”
A barrage of questions was thrown at Wang Xuanyi.
Speaking of this, Mo Yan grew fidgety. A flush of red crept onto his handsome face, making him look exactly like a shy young man who had just fallen passionately in love.
“I can help with things like gifts. As for clothing, I'm not a female cultivator, so you should ask Zhu Huai for her opinion,” Wang Xuanyi offered a solution.
As for the betrothal gifts, he still had plenty of good things in his storage ring. Coupled with what he had plundered from dozens of Golden Core cultivators in the Ancient Immortal Realm, it was absolutely more than enough.
Even if it wasn't enough, he could just forge them.
Whether it was a King Weapon, a Heavenly Weapon, or a Supreme Weapon, there would always be a way if he put his mind to it.
“Zhu Huai, what do you think of your master's outfit?”
Having said that, Mo Yan stood up and flicked his sleeves, his posture unconsciously straightening a bit more as a highly confident smile spread across his face.
“A pile of crap!”
Before Zhu Huai could speak, Wang Xuanyi chimed in.
“...”
“Hehe, Master, I recall there are quite a few tailor shops at the foot of the Heavenly Martial Immortal Sect's mountain. They have many exquisite garments for both male and female cultivators,” Zhu Huai smiled awkwardly.
Her senior brother's words were crude but true, though they were a bit too vulgar.
“Old geezer, I won't say anything else. In a bit, you and Zhu Huai go down the mountain to pick out some clothes. I'll prepare another gift for you to present to my future mistress. Once everything is ready, we'll head to Yunzhou tomorrow to propose!”
“Fine, I'll listen to you this time.”
“Then it's settled. The premise is that during the entire clothes-buying process, you must listen to Zhu Huai. Absolutely do not use your own taste to pick out another pile of crap,” Wang Xuanyi warned once more.
“Is it really necessary to criticize your master's taste like that?”
“Do you hear yourself? Just look at how slovenly you are when you're drunk—wearing nothing but a plain robe and exposing your upper body every day, and...”
Wang Xuanyi wanted to continue exposing his master's flaws, but Mo Yan, whose sore spot had been hit, interrupted, “Fine, fine, fine, I'll listen, I'll listen. Can't your master just listen to you?”
Wang Xuanyi slapped the table with a loud thud, his gaze resolute. “Then it's decided. Let's start preparing immediately!”
At this moment, Wang Xuanyi looked like an adult, while Mo Yan seemed like a stubborn little child.
Although Zhu Huai wanted to go buy clothes with her senior brother, her master's lifelong happiness was more important, so she suppressed her little desire.
After the discussion ended, the three of them had a clear division of labor.
Mo Yan and Zhu Huai went down the mountain to purchase a decent outfit, while Wang Xuanyi remained on Tianzhu Peak to prepare a gift for his future mistress.
Wang Xuanyi had already decided on the gift.
Some accessories that female cultivators would like.
A necklace and a bracelet.
“Let's use the Glacial Heavenly Silkworm Jade.”
After thinking it over, Wang Xuanyi still felt this material was the most suitable.
First of all, Heavenly Silkworm Jade was extremely rare. Its circulation in the market was highly limited, making its value exceptionally high, especially mutated Heavenly Silkworm Jade, which was priceless.
Furthermore, Heavenly Silkworm Jade inherently contained a spirit-gathering array, which could effectively purify spiritual energy to make it more refined, significantly boosting a cultivator's training speed.
Then there was its appearance.
Unlike the common jade found on the market, Glacial Heavenly Silkworm Jade possessed an attractive ice-soul blue color. Whether crafted into a pendant or a bracelet, it was highly aesthetically pleasing.
Previously, Wang Xuanyi had wanted to use Glacial Heavenly Silkworm Jade to forge a necklace for Zhu Huai, using the yin energy within to suppress her Peach Blossom Eyes.
However, Glacial Heavenly Silkworm Jade was not an extreme yin item and was of no help to Zhu Huai's condition, so the idea was eventually dropped.
“Let's get to work!”
Wang Xuanyi immediately retrieved a palm-sized piece of Heavenly Silkworm Jade radiating an ice-soul blue glow. Exhaling a breath of warm air, he enveloped it in his Self Dao Fire to purify it.
Heavenly Silkworm Jade was extremely rare, and Glacial Heavenly Silkworm Jade was even scarcer.
If he hadn't wandered around the ice plains of Beizhou for a few days and stumbled upon a nest of glacial silkworms by chance, he really wouldn't have been able to obtain such a rare commodity.
While Wang Xuanyi was in the midst of crafting the accessories, Mo Yan and Zhu Huai were also putting their hearts and souls into choosing clothes.
All three were preparing for tomorrow's journey to Yunzhou...
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