Chapter 1044 - 482: Master’s Misunderstanding; So-Called Marriage Challenge (Part 2)

It’s worth mentioning that,

with the help of Chen Ye’s pills, the Mao Family Trading House has gained quite a reputation in the Ten Thousand Medicines Celestial City.

Even overseas, cultivators know there’s a trading house here selling top-grade elixirs.

"Master, should we go to the Mao Family Trading House?" Zhiwei asked softly.

She often paid attention to her master’s enterprises outside and had talked extensively with Mao Qingzhu.

Knowing the branch in Ten Thousand Medicines Celestial City is the most important industry outside for the Mao Family.

Regardless of whether it’s Mao Cheng or Mao Qingzhu, they would come to stay in Ten Thousand Medicines Celestial City for long periods... Mao Qingzhu even resigned from the instructing position at Baopu Peak because of this, as Chen Ye no longer frequents Baopu Peak, she also saw no need to stay there.

The black-haired girl thought to herself:

"Before Master came, he informed Aunt Mao and True Inheritor Bai. If Aunt Mao knows Master has arrived in the Ten Thousand Medicines Celestial City, she’ll most likely come to this branch as well... so... so..."

Master is currently at a critical point in preparing for Core Formation.

At this time, it’s best not to lose yang energy...

"Well, why not... go take a look?"

Chen Ye pondered for a moment, becoming somewhat hesitant.

He initially planned to conceal his whereabouts since his reputation in the Yan Kingdom is quite significant now. If people knew he had come to Celestial City, various social engagements would be inevitable.

But over the past half a year, the Mao Family has helped him sell pills and indeed put in a lot of effort. Besides, the situation in Celestial City is ever-changing, and he needs to investigate the details of the grand ceremony through the Mao Family secretly.

"Master, absolutely not."

Seeing Chen Ye’s hesitation, Zhiwei felt tense inside.

Recalling the images that just flashed through her mind, the black-haired girl’s ears couldn’t help turning slightly red.

She took a gentle breath, lifted her clear, water-like eyes to look at Chen Ye, and said solemnly:

"Right now, the Mao Family Trading House is in the limelight in Celestial City, with spies from major forces coming and going. Whether it’s Medicine King Valley or those ill-intentioned overseas loose cultivators, they’re all watching secretly."

"Moreover, Master is preparing for Core Formation and cannot be indulging in the pleasures of men and women, lest it exhausts the pure yang energy needed for cultivation."

"Ahem ahem ahem..."

Chen Ye had just taken out a spirit fruit from the Storage Bag to feed Qing Jun, and hearing his first disciple’s words, he couldn’t help but cough a few times.

What is this girl talking about!

How could a disciple speak to their master like this!

However, seeing Zhiwei’s indifferent and cold demeanor, he sighed internally, this disciple was devoted to the path, with no other distractions, so it was no wonder she would speak so directly.

Chen Ye had no choice but to turn his head slightly guiltily and explain:

"Zhiwei, I was just thinking of stopping by to audit the accounts and investigate the truth of the Yannan Hundred Families... You might be overthinking this."

"It was presumptuous of me to speak out, but it’s always good to nip problems in the bud."

Zhiwei lowered her gaze, her face calm. Yet, soon after, the black-haired girl seemed to recall something, gently lifted her head to look at Chen Ye, and softly added:

"If Master’s cultivation struggles during this period... should truly escalate due to raging qi-blood, as your senior disciple, I can also assist in resolving it through other means."

"!!"

Master was visibly shocked, almost questioning if he’d heard correctly.

Wait a minute.

What was the disciple saying?

Even Jin’er, who had been pretending to be a wooden sculpture, couldn’t help her eyelashes trembling, glancing at her senior sister with a complicated expression.

"Senior Sister... you really dare to speak." Jin’er thought inwardly.

Zhiwei noticed her master’s astonished look, her face showing slight confusion, and openly supplemented:

"For instance, using acupuncture techniques to unblock the body’s meridians, or with ancient herbs to calm the mind, I have no complaints."

"Oh..."

Chen Ye heaved a sigh of relief and smiled,

"Zhiwei, your filial piety is heartening for me as your mentor. However, my Dao heart is firm, and my qi-blood is naturally harmonized; there’s no need for acupuncture or herbal remedies. Since the Mao Family Trading House is in the eye of the storm, let’s follow your advice and not go there."

Seeing her master’s expression change from shock to calmness, Zhiwei decided against visiting Aunt Mao. Her gaze slightly lowered, her hands hidden in her sleeves tightened.

At this moment,

a little girl, having just finished the spirit fruit given by Master, suddenly exclaimed with her bright eyes, pointing to the distance:

"Master, look at that restaurant. Behind it is the sea of clouds!"

It was an inn named Wangyun Pavilion, built against a high platform, extending directly beyond the sky of clouds.

Given the astronomical prices on Celestial Street Nine Districts, it mainly served those Foundation Establishment cultivators of some standing and occasionally Golden Core True Men who stopped by.

Hearing the little girl speak, Chen Ye felt as if pardoned from a death sentence:

"Let’s go, we’ll settle there!"

...

Rooms were arranged, and the three girls, after a whole day of hustle and bustle, each washed and meditated to adjust their breaths.

The night deepened, the noise on Celestial Street, muffled by the inn’s defensive restrictions, turned into a faint sound resembling the tide.

Alone, Chen Ye sat in a high-back bamboo chair on the terrace, savoring a slightly bitter tea unique to Yan Nan while holding a brilliant jade scroll sent by Xu Changfeng against his forehead, carefully sorting through it with his divine sense.

"Medicine King Valley, Su Family, Herb Gathering Ceremony... also Su Family, Su Qingdai’s younger sister... Oh?"

With eyes closed, Chen Ye roughly understood Bai Susu’s meaning.

The martial arts tournament Bai Susu mentioned referred exactly to the Herb Gathering Ceremony.

Of course.

The so-called martial arts tournament was just her own term... though quite accurate.

The Herb Gathering Ceremony appeared festive but was essentially the Su Family’s way of selecting a son-in-law for their youngest daughter.

And because the youngest daughter was quite young, the Su Family’s ancestor planned to choose someone of her age, setting sights on young prodigies from Yan Nan and even from across the Central Plains.

"No wonder Bai Susu had my disciple disguise as a man..."

Chen Ye couldn’t help but find it amusing.

Back then,

he was puzzled, thinking if it was truly some martial arts tournament, why trouble his disciple? He might as well disguise himself and seize the legacy.

At the time, he thought Bai Susu was just jealous, never expecting this reason.

Chen Ye himself wasn’t that old, and still could be considered a prodigy... but not quite young enough for the Su Family’s standards, whereas his three disciples were a perfect match.

"Indeed, back then Susu even gave me spirit stones, urging me to find a concubine, she was so generous..."

According to the jade scroll’s words, the Su family’s young girl had a peculiar personality, high standards, and would not be interested in ordinary self-proclaimed prodigies.

"However, my disciples are not just any regular prodigies..."

"Chirp chirp..."

Suddenly, a slight fox cry interrupted Chen Ye’s thoughts.

The little white fox, unaware of when it came out, lightly leaped onto the bamboo table, its front paws properly positioned, tilted its head, and its fox gaze fixedly looking beyond the terrace.

"What’s wrong, does Xiao Bai find this place familiar?"

Seeing its demeanor, Chen Ye casually took out a shiny piece of Xunbo Thunder Eel Jerky from his sleeve, experimentally pushing it onto the table.

This was handmade by the little girl, quite delicious!

Yet, the little white fox disdainfully swept the jerky aside with its tail tip, scratching the table in slight agitation.

Chen Ye found this peculiar.

This little fox’s greed rivaled Qing Jun’s...

"Xiao Bai, could it be... you’ve sensed a threat?"

Chen Ye tentatively asked.

Growing tense inside; the little white fox rarely showed such behavior, usually either growling at him or fast asleep, rarely ever uneasy.

And,

with its true form as a Nascent Soul True Monarch, what in the world could unsettle it?

"Hmph!"

The little white fox snorted coolly.

It had no intention of telling Chen Ye.

This guy had been too scary lately!

What’s scary about him?

Lately, he was exceedingly gentle and amiable...

Knowing he was a super evil human, the master of an evil girl!

He must be plotting something sinister!

Seeing the little white fox remain silent,

Chen Ye shook his head, gently smoothing the fur along its slightly tense nape.

The little fox was long accustomed to his touches, having endured Chen Ye’s "torment"... affections in the past. Only shaking off its fur, pretending with a chirp, it didn’t really resist.

"Xiao Bai, there’s something I’m unsure I should mention."

"Chirp?"