Chapter 30: IKEA Young Disciple

Mo Shulin’s fright soon returned to helplessness in Bai Yuming’s inattentive limbs.

With the list, it’s necessary to start making weapons and artifacts.

There are still some materials in his storage bag that are barely mid-range. Father gave most of Feiyun Valley’s belongings to Liangji sect as to payback the sect’s hard work, and a small part was transferred to him so that he had something with him.

Father was afraid of his random consumption, and he was also afraid that he would take out too many spirit stones to make people jealous. His storage bag only filled with materials and artifacts.

In this way, if he needs to use spirit stones, he has to pawn some items, making others think he’s poor for needing to pawn his items to survive. And when there’s one less item, his father knows that he must be reluctant to sell things from his home, so he’ll be cautious every time he pawns. Using this roundabout way allows him to control his spending.

His spiritual root has been abolished, and now he’s just providing Bai Yuming to practice his limbs, which is considered to be the best use.

Mo Shulin was able to teach Bai Yuming hand in hand, using ordinary wood to demonstrate, one-on-one real-person teaching.

It’s already so detailed but for some reason Bai Yuming has a really abnormal talent, which able to make a mess out of these things.

They were making defensive bracelet, just chant the incantation while polishing the emerald into a sphere. However, Bai Yuming sometimes uses more spiritual energy and sometimes uses less spiritual energy. Even after the rough emerald stone was polished, it still has some bumps on it.

The original stone varies in size, and the stone after being polished will vary, the only difference is that it looked smaller.

He won’t say anything about Bai Yuming’s craftsmanship, after all, there’s no skill in craftsmanship at all.

Bai Yuming directly polished away more than two hundred middle-grade spirit stones.

“This incantation will be distracting, I…” Bai Yuming felt that he was making excuses, especially after seeing the dozen round and plump wooden beads beside the little disciple.

Mo Shulin glanced at the bracelet, and then at Bai Yuming, who frowned for a long time and stopped talking.

“Master is quite distinctive.” Mo Shulin praised against his will.

The Cultivator Continent is influenced by spiritual power, the more fuller it is, the better. This bracelet is specially made for Qiu Quanxiang. Qiu Quanxiang was too skinny when he was a child, his parents cited his weak fate as the reason, thus his parents sent him to learn Buddhism to practice for a long time.

When he left to learn Buddhism, Qiu Quanxiang’s personality was still impulsive, but he had a hobby of making round bead bracelets.

Seeing Bai Yuming continue to grind the beads to powder, Mo Shulin pretends that Qiu Quanxiang has no special hobbies.

Bai Yuming’s craftmanship is poor, but he has excellent spiritual control. Fourteen out of fifteen stones succeeded, and each beads has the strength to withstand a full blow from a Fit period cultivator. Even if it doesn’t have an appealing appearance, but it’s absolutely practical as a defensive weapon.

Mo Shulin strung thirteen of them into bracelets and tied them with delicate knots. The remaining one is made into a waist pendant.

Mo Shulin used a knotting technique to make the bracelet’s appearance look better, changing from being unsightly to being eye-catching.

At the moment when he saw the finished product, Bai Yuming breathed a sigh of relief, “Really, it looks good after placing it inside the string.”

Mo Shulin: “…”

He realized that Bai Yuming was quite optimistic and positive. Maybe the reason this guy can cultivate to the Mahayana period was thanks to his abnormal brain.

Bai Yuming didn’t forget to compliment his little disciple, “My little Shushu is amazing and he can do everything. In the future, any girl who wanted to marry you will need the blessing that can only be cultivated in the eighth generation.”

Mo Shulin: “…”

For someone like him who either can’t have a breakthrough or has to enter the demonic path, the girl that will marry him should be the one who suffers eight generation of bad luck, right?

Mo Shulin’s face was not flushed nor his heart palpitated, he didn’t take Bai Yuming’s words seriously.

He has lived for thousands of years in his last life without being touched. In this life, he doesn’t think he’ll get married.

Mo Shulin didn’t have any idea of having children to pass his inheritance to, his cousins already has many children and grandchildren. His mother’s family wasn’t so rich and honorable, but it has passed through many generations smoothly.

Mo Shulin believed that it was all because of the tragic death of his parents, that his grandparents and relatives were treated favorably by the heaven

In his previous life, he did so many wrong things indirectly. He would hurt his family if he decided to get married and have children. It’s better to be alone, so he doesn’t have to worry about when his retribution will come.

The twenty-third of the twelfth lunar month, also known as the New Year.

Bai Yuming has been lazing around for more than half a month, and on the twenty-third day he hurriedly said that he was going to buy new year items.

Had it not been for Bai Yuming’s words, Mo Shulin would have almost forgotten about the New Year.

It’s not that he can’t remember the date, but he doesn’t have the habit of celebrating New Year now.

Feiyun Valley used to have lively event celebrating the New Year. But he only has few memories about New Years after he entered Liangji sect at the age of ten.

The Liangji sect doesn’t celebrate New Years. During this time, the sect will be deserted. The only special day for Liangji sect is the day when the sect was built by the founder of Liangji sect.

Although the Demon Realm celebrates New Year, Mo Shulin hates demon cultivators, even everything in the Demon Realm is extremely disgusting to him. He never wanted to join in the fun.

But now he’s living with Bai Yuming. Bai Yuming wants to celebrate the New Year with a passion, and he has no reason to refuse.

But…

“Master, do we have the money to celebrate the New Year?” Mo Shulin raised his small face and said innocently.

Bai Yuming: “…”

Bai Yuming didn’t expect that the little disciple would use such an innocent and lovely expression to say such a painful word.

Right.

How can he have money to celebrate New Year?

Right now he only have the materials for his things from the little disciple.

Because of his momentary brain fever, he still owes Qiaogong Hall more than 200,000 high-grade spirit stones.

“No money for the New Year.” Bai Yuming lowered his head, frankly admitting his poverty.

Mo Shulin was very satisfied with Bai Yuming’s frankness and said, “Master, although we don’t have money, I have red paper, pen and ink. We could write couplets and cut spring flowers by ourselves. It’s also very festive.”

Mo Shulin doesn’t oppose Bai Yuming wanting to celebrate New Year, but he really can’t understand Bai Yuming’s habit of spending money.

The only thing he doesn’t stick to Bai Yuming’s chaotic behavior is reading the script given by him. The script is Bai Yuming’s almost abnormal hobby, and Mo Shulin won’t stop Bai Yuming’s from doing the he really likes.

The food is delivered by Shangguan Zhuqing, which is not expensive.

But other unnecessary expenses, like the stick of incense Bai Yuming bought on a whim and played with then threw it inside the storage bag, if Mo Shulin could stop it, he will.

Mo Shulin always reminds Bai Yuming not to spend money randomly.

Mo Shulin said: “Master, you still have so much food in your storage bag. You can’t finish it this month, and there will be new ones next month. Instead of spending money on ordinary food, it’s better to use the one Elder Shangguan gave for New Year.”

Two major problems of decoration and food have been solved, making Bai Yuming has no chance to spend money.

“Yeah. We can have a good time for the New Year. Turns out, you can also celebrate New Year without spending any money.” Bai Yuming felt that his little disciple’s words are always right.

Others spend money in New Year to visit their relatives, while they have nowhere to go on this mountain, only fetching some red paper to have a good atmosphere.

As soon as Bai Yuming thought about the fact that Ye Qingling would definitely come to deliver food on the first day of the first lunar month, he saw Mo Shulin hand over the small bag that had been confiscated, that has rabbit furs inside, with both hands.

Mo Shulin said: “Master, you can take out some and wrap it in a red envelope. Elder Shangguan will be happy when he receive it.”

Instead of buying a gift in return, it’s better to give a tuft of rabbit fur that Shangguan Zhuqing has always wanted.

This time, even the gift-giving problem was solved.

Bai Yuming took the small bag and had to sigh. His little apprentice is really like an IKEA. This young disciple not only knows all kinds of money-making skills, but also manages his life properly.

He doesn’t know what would happen if such good disciple were given to other person for cheap in the future.

Really reluctant ah.