As Nan Mingzi saw his two disciples emerge and was about to go welcome them, his vision suddenly blurred.
Someone was even faster than him.
Huang Siqi flashed before the two of them in an instant, staring at Su Ye with an excited expression. “Lin Yi, what did you contract?”
Nan Mingzi squeezed past with a step, forcefully shoving Huang Siqi to the side.
Is this your disciple? Why are you crowding in?
He turned around and immediately put on a warm, loving smile. “My disciple, quickly take out the treasure you contracted to let your martial uncles and aunts feast their eyes on it.”
Su Ye shifted to the side. “It wasn't me, it was my junior... sister.”
“Lin Yue?” Bai Buzheng blurted out. “Impossible!”
Lin Yi possessed a supreme-grade spiritual root. Bai Buzheng could still accept him contracting a Spiritual Treasure.
But Lin Yue had a mixed spiritual root; how could she possibly contract a Spiritual Treasure as well?
If this story got out, even ghosts would shake their heads in disbelief.
Ning He said indifferently, “Lin Yue even contracted the Divine Beast Baize, so contracting a Spiritual Treasure is nothing to be surprised about.”
Bai Buzheng immediately retorted, “Easy for you to say. Elder Ning, you've lived for so many years—have you ever contracted a Spiritual Treasure?”
Ning He did not speak; she only looked at him with a smile.
A chill ran down Bai Buzheng's spine.
Oh no.
This woman is incredibly devious.
When other people were provoked, they would at least curse a bit.
Or perhaps have a duel.
Ning He never cursed, nor did she hit anyone.
She would only smile, and then find an opportunity to poison them with something harmless but utterly humiliating.
The last time Nan Mingzi offended her, she had smiled just like this.
The next day, Nan Mingzi started dancing in broad daylight, right before everyone's eyes.
His feet completely refused to obey him, dancing faster and faster, and he even kept farting uncontrollably throughout.
The entire square echoed with his heavy footsteps and some rather unseemly noises.
Nan Mingzi lost all his dignity, yet he refused to back down and insisted on challenging Ning He to a match.
As a result, the moment he opened his mouth, his drool began pouring out like an open faucet.
He lost both his inner pride and his outer face.
Later, as the poison continued to take effect, seeing him reach down to untie his belt, Huang Siqi made a prompt decision, knocked him unconscious with a palm strike, and sent him back to Chiyang Peak overnight.
For the next three years, Nan Mingzi did not take a single step out of Chiyang Peak.
Thinking of this, Bai Buzheng immediately changed his tune. “It makes sense that you haven't! I haven't contracted one either. A Spiritual Treasure chooses its master based on fate; perhaps it simply likes the child Lin Yue.”
Ning He continued to smile.
Bai Buzheng shut his mouth tight, deciding to remain mute for the rest of the day.
Nan Mingzi pushed through the crowd and squeezed back to the front. “My disciple, what kind of treasure did you actually contract? It even triggered a celestial phenomenon. Quickly take it out and let them feast their eyes on it.”
Several elders rolled their eyes in unison in their minds.
Feast whose eyes?
You clearly just want to show off yourself.
Bai Buzheng even hoped with utmost sincerity that Ning He would poison Nan Mingzi again tonight.
Preferably with a long-lasting effect, so he wouldn't come out to annoy people for ten years.
Baize leaped down from Nan Mingzi's head, landing steadily in Xue Mingzhao's arms.
Xue Mingzhao casually stroked its soft fur twice before retrieving the Heaven-Burning Bead, opening her palm to show it to everyone.
Xuanweizi's expression shook. “Is this... the Heaven-Burning Bead?”
The smile on Nan Mingzi's face instantly became somewhat complicated.
The Heaven-Burning Bead was, of course, an excellent item.
It sealed the Heaven-Burning Fire within. Once activated, the flames would burn everything in their path.
Most terrifyingly, it could burn away one's physical body, soul, and even Karma altogether, leaving the deceased with no chance of reincarnation.
Huang Siqi sighed with emotion. “The Heaven-Burning Bead is an ancient profound treasure; no wonder it triggered a celestial phenomenon. However, to activate it, one must at least reach the Nascent Soul realm. Even so, one can only barely unleash it once, and its power and range still depend on the user's own cultivation.”
Xue Mingzhao asked, “Can those below the Nascent Soul realm not use it at all?”
Bai Buzheng explained, “The spiritual energy required to activate the Heaven-Burning Bead is extremely vast. Below the Nascent Soul realm, the dantian simply cannot store that much spiritual energy. Even if you reach the Nascent Soul realm, using it once will completely drain all the spiritual energy in your dantian.”
Xue Mingzhao's eyes lit up. “Isn't that a coincidence?”
Bai Buzheng was taken aback. “What's a coincidence?”
“Nothing.” Xue Mingzhao said with a straight face, “Don't worry, Martial Uncle. I will definitely cultivate diligently and strive to break through to the Nascent Soul realm as soon as possible.”
Huang Siqi sighed in his heart.
By the time you cultivate to the Nascent Soul realm, your master will probably have already ascended.
He tried to phrase his words as tactfully as possible. “Why don't you consider it again and swap it for another Spiritual Treasure? The Heaven-Burning Bead's usefulness is truly limited for you right now.”
He was too embarrassed to speak more bluntly.
With Xue Mingzhao's spiritual root aptitude, it was hard to say if she could even cultivate to the Nascent Soul realm in this lifetime.
With the Heaven-Burning Bead in her hands, it was not much different from a pretty ornament—she could only look at it but couldn't use it.
Nan Mingzi originally wanted to join in the persuasion, but Xue Mingzhao shook her head firmly.
“I won't swap it. I want this one.”
She gripped the Heaven-Burning Bead tightly, her tone serious. “I will definitely be able to cultivate to the Nascent Soul realm.”
Seeing her persistence, Huang Siqi could not say anything more.
After all, this was an ancient profound treasure; no one would be willing to give it up.
It was just that guarding a treasure she couldn't use would make her regret it sooner or later.
Nan Mingzi's thoughts were much simpler.
His disciple had even contracted the Divine Beast Baize; what did a mere Nascent Soul realm count for?
Chiyang Peak lacked anything but pills.
If one bottle wasn't enough, she would have two; if two bottles weren't enough, she could eat them by the bucket. He refused to believe that feeding her high-grade pills every single day wouldn't produce a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Nan Mingzi waved his hand grandly, saying with pride, “Don't worry, Yue'er, it's just a mere Nascent Soul realm. Your master will feed you a bottle of high-grade pills every day; I refuse to believe you won't break through!”
Xue Mingzhao couldn't help but burst into laughter.
“Master, then I won't even need to eat meals in the future. Just eating pills every day will stuff me full.”
Seeing that she was still in the mood to joke, Nan Mingzi finally felt at ease.
Meanwhile, the Chaos Spiritual Root kept urging Xue Mingzhao in her mind, repeating the same sentence over and over: Hurry back and study that stone.
It was nagging like a death toll, making Xue Mingzhao's head throb.
Xue Mingzhao came up with a random excuse, informed Nan Mingzi, and slipped back to Chiyang Peak while cradling Baize.
Su Ye, on the other hand, followed Nan Mingzi to collect his disciple robes and daily necessities.
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