Chapter 6: Changwu Peak

Bai Yuming used a cleansing technique on the bloodstained handkerchief, immediately it became clean.

Although he knew that the handkerchief was stained with nosebleed, Bai Yuming carefully folded the handkerchief neatly and placed it back into the storage bag. He can’t afford to waste money on every chance he had, so he naturally wants to save resources.

Mo Shulin felt a little embarrassed to see Bai Yuming cherish a broken handkerchief so much.

He really saw such a poor elder for the first time.

However, instead of discriminating against Bai Yuming, Mo Shulin appreciates Bai Yuming’s behavior.

It doesn’t matter if you’re shameless, as long as you have a clear conscience, be open-minded and honest, no matter how poor you are, it’s hundreds of times better than those demon cultivators who burned, killed and looted many people.

Seeing Mo Shulin blank exspression, Bai Yuming patted Mo Shulin’s head, “It’s alright if you don’t know, then we’ll ask for directions.”

Although Bai Yuming is an elder, he only transmigrated into this world a year ago. Even if this world is really boring, there’s still possibilities of being murdered at any time when going out.

In order to avoid OOC, and to avoid life-threatening situations, Bai Yuming reduces travel as much as possible and hides on his own peak.

Over time it became what it is now. Only went out on the day of monthly payment, and spend the rest of his time lying down and reading the script. When he really doesn’t want to read a book, he’ll practice his martial art and learn a few tricks.

Bai Yuming’s life is simple, but he likes it very much.

He can do want he wanted to do without being influenced by anyone, plus he can be full by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth without worrying about living expenses. There are also offerings available.

Life is so beautiful, Bai Yuming naturally doesn’t want to leave the Liangji sect.

Mo Shulin naturally knew the way.

He used to track the demon Smiling Whitehead lurking aroung in Liangji sect before.

Not to mention the major buildings of the Liangji sect, even Mo Shulin knew very well the preferences and travel habits of these major elders.

But now he’s only a ten-year-old boy, how can he say anything like that.

Mo Shulin thought for a while, and changed a more euphemistic way of saying, “I used to hear that for the convenience of disciples, many things in the Liangji sect can be solved on one peak. Maybe the waist card is also nearby the monthly payment vicinity.”

This is true. No matter which sect, the disciples with the lowest cultivation level must be numerous. During the refining period, they can’t use swords to fly, and their base period is only a newbie.

After the elder accepted the disciple, many things were left to the disciples to run errands. In order to prevent them from being too slow and mistaking things, some commonly used academy institutions are located at or near the Changwu Peak.

“It makes sense. Then let’s go straight ahead.” Before Bai Yuming steered the spirit boat, he couldn’t help but compliment, “You’re really a little clever ghost.”

Mo Shulin tugged at the corner of his mouth, but didn’t smile.

Thinking of his last life being a Demon Sovereign, this was the first time he was called a little clever ghost by a little rabbit demon. This little rabbit spirit is really too courageous.

Bai Yuming is familiar with the area that the spiritual stones will be distributed, so he went with a swish.

Changwu Peak is set between the inner sect and the outer sect, allowing disciples of the inner and outer sects to enter and exit freely. With the expansion of the Liangji sect, four peaks were later added for diversion and other tasks, so that the Changwu Peak wouldn’t be crowded every day.

Of course, there’s a special reason why Changwu peak outer Sect disciples often will meet elders.

The inner disciples have a master, and follow the master to practice. The number is sparse and often there’s a shortage of manpower.

Outer disciples have regular classes, and they all rely on the elders to teach them leisurely. Although the outer disciples also have a little spirit stone from resource distribution, their main income is still to receive the sect tasks. In order to make a better life, the outer disciples tried every means to brush their faces in front of the elders, only to ask the elders to accept another apprentice.

Mo Shulin’s spiritual roots were abolished in his last life, so naturally he had never thought of such a way. But he has heard a lot of things that there were exceptions made by the elders.

Now he see those outside disciples with their heads up, envious and ambitious. Although he know that they are not necessarily watching his master, they may also be watching other cultivators who can fly with their sword, but Mo Shulin is still unaware, grasping Bai Yuming’s hem.

Bai Yuming saw Mo Shulin who was a little taller than his waist, thinking that Mo Shulin was afraid of life, and smiled: “Don’t be afraid. They’re all shixiongs and shidis. They won’t bully you.”

Mo Shulin originally wanted to act coquettish, looking up , his eyes instantly became pitiful, and said in a timid tone: “If Master has other disciples, will he won’t want me?”

Mo Shulin’s heart was uncomfortable.

He couldn’t stop Bai Yuming from accepting new apprentices. But when Bai Yuming has a new apprentice, his situation will definitely become more embarrassing.

“How come.” Bai Yuming patted Mo Shulin, “Don’t worry. I don’t know any human spells and accepting new disciple could be harmful.”

Bai Yuming is very self-aware.

He took Mo Shulin because Mo Shulin’s spiritual roots were abolished. According to the setting, Mo Shulin has only one way, that is to become evil. For disciples who cannot enter, Bai Yuming doesn’t need to teach those messy cultivation techniques.

Bai Yuming doesn’t really want to accept disciples. He only wanted to brush up on Mo Shulin’s favorability value, so that when he’s framed by the Smiling Whitehead in the future, Mo Shulin can help him and avoid the fate of being slaughtered and made into a rabbit fur scarf.

If the plot can’t be changed, Bai Yuming was able to clean up the little baggage anyway, following Mo Shulin to the Demon Realm, secretly live there.

No matter what, he’ll die.

As for the other cannon fodder who didn’t even have a name, Bai Yuming’s harvest is only a nuisance to each other, so why take them on his thief ship.

Mo Shulin nodded, still pretending to be aggrieved. From time to time, he looked at the Master with those big black eyes, his small hands were still tightly grasped to his master’s hem, for fear that Bai Yuming would run away.

Bai Yuming placed his hand on Mo Shulin’s shoulder to make the two of them closer together, proving he really didn’t want to accept a disciple.

When the outer disciples saw Bai Yuming protecting Mo Shulin in this way, they also understood that Bai Yuming’s chance of accepting new apprentices was very small, soon they all stopped to please.

They stop and landed the spirit boat according to the sect rules, placed the spirit boat into the storage bag.

When your feet are on the ground, the plants and buildings that was overlooked as small objects also become taller.

This world has aura and spells. In order to highlight the majesty of the martial arts, the trees are made to look like a tropical rain forest, tall and dense.

The building is slightly better. According to the structure of a Chinese-style house, there are usually three, four or five floors, which is much shorter than height of these trees.

But there are also tall buildings. There is a trial tower dedicated to the cultivation of inner and outer disciples in the Liangji sect, which has a hundred floors. Bai Yuming felt shocked after seeing the building straight into the sky. His mind couldn’t help but fill in the scene of the male lead fighting on such a high tower, and he suddenly became energized.

However, Mo Shulin’s spiritual roots were abolished, and Bai Yuming doesn’t care about this world’s affair. They were destined to miss experiencing this trial tower.

Although it’s a cold winter, there’s little snow in the buildings of Changwu Peak. It’s not that there’s a special case of no snow allowed on Changwu Peak, but the new peak owner who manages Changwu Peak doesn’t like white or cold weather, so he made a special enchantment and didn’t allow snow to fall on Changwu Peak.

Regardless of personal preference, this move by Changwu Peak Master received the support of many disciples. The temperature is warm. Without the obstacles of snow, walking became much more easier.

Because this is the first time new disciples will received a spirit stone. Many disciples have the same mentality as Mo Shulin, feeling uneasy about the unavailable spirit stones.

So many disciples came to Changwu Peak on this day, wearing the same black and white disciple attire, it was noisy like a market.

Bai Yuming wears a red robe, contrasting his long black hair, and a disciple who doesn’t wear a disciple’s clothes. He’s very incompatible with the rigorous style of the Liangji sect.

There are outer disciples who’s thinking of ulterior motives in their hearts, but there’s more inner disciples who withdraw after seeing Bai Yuming’s bewitching look.

Bai Yuming was thinking about asking someone after he landed to the ground, but he didn’t know he was like a knife that cuts off water. Wherever he went, people would automatically be divided into two sides. He doesn’t know if they were polite enough to gave way or was frightened by his appearance.

The situation at Bai Yuming’s side quickly attracted attention.

A young man wearing dark green and mysterious clothing hurriedly walked out of the mission hall, holding a folding fan, with a bright smile on his face, walking like bamboo in the wind, fresh and handsome.

He bowed to Bai Yuming, “Zhuqing, the master of Changwu Peak, has seen Elder Bai.”

Although Bai Yuming is poor at home, after all, he’s the favorite of the former head’s wife and has accompanied them in many battles. His cultivation is among the top twenty in the sect, even the current head of the sect has to be polite to him. Bai Yuming is completely worthy of the worship of Changwu Peak Master.

Although the surrounding disciples knew that Bai Yuming is an elder, they didn’t know that Bai Yuming had such identity, and even the master of Changwu peak was so polite.

“Un.” Bai Yuming waved his hand, signaling Shangguan Zhuqing to rise.

“Does Elder Bai need to run errands? I’m happy to help Elder Bai.” Shangguan Zhuqing was pleasing him in every sentence, his eyes didn’t seem to dare to look at Bai Yuming’s, only looking at Bai Yuming’s red robe.

Bai Yuming: “…”

Bai Yuming didn’t want to say it, but Shangguan Zhuqing was clever when he saw the child holding Bai Yuming’s clothes at a glance.

Mo Shulin wore ordinary people’s coarse linen, with no disciple’s waist badge. Young, timidly hiding behind Bai Yuming. Shangguan Zhuqing’s head turned and he understood immediately.

Shangguan Zhuqing shook the folding fan and hurriedly welcome the two of them in the sect, “Elder Bai is here for the young disciple to register, get his waist badges, spirit stones and disciple attire, right? Elder Bai, please come in.”

Bai Yuming who was guessed had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow Shangguan Zhuqing into the mission hall.

Although Shangguan Zhuqing is already several thousand years old, but he’s in the Fit period of cultivation, his appearance remains at the age of twenty-seven, with a calm and graceful appearance. He’s the favorite among many female sisters.

The onlookers felt that Bai Yuming is a noble who was invited by the peak master. Only Bai Yuming, who knew the truth and didn’t know what to do, only kept following the sly old man.

Bai Yuming knew the reason why Shangguan Zhuqing was so pleased, so he really didn’t have a good face.

This old guy clearly came for his rabbit fur.