usatvline Chapter 133 Canglan Peak 9
Chapter 133 Canglan Peak 9
The three people who had escaped the avalanche lay on the lush green grass and couldn't help but smile at each other.
"Junior sister, this is so much fun! Let's do it again!" Gong Yu was still enjoying herself, never expecting that such an ordinary skiing activity could be so interesting.
Miyagi was brushing the snow off his clothes. He had been gliding normally when the avalanche came so quickly. He was the closest to the avalanche, and although he sped up afterward, he was still inevitably affected.
The two culprits, on the other hand, are clean and tidy, what a jerk they are! He always knows that when he goes out with his younger brother, this is bound to happen; he's used to it.
Hearing this, he shook the snow off his body and said enthusiastically, "Yes, we can do it again!"
Cheng Jiu nodded and got up from the ground: "Let's go!"
"Junior Sister Cheng Jiu!" Yingyue and Wen Sishu flew over on cranes, clearly having finished their business and having time to visit Cheng Jiu.
There were many senior brothers and sisters in the Medicine Peak, and the two of them were still juniors. They quickly finished the tasks assigned to them. Once they were done and had some free time, the two of them decided to come and find Cheng Jiu.
"Junior Brother Gongcheng, Junior Brother Gongyu, you're here too!" The two men saw the two brothers standing on the other side as they got off the crane: "We were just about to visit Junior Sister Cheng Jiu before we came to find you, isn't this perfect?"
"Senior Sister Ying, Senior Brother Wen," the three greeted.
"What were you playing just now?" Yingyue asked the three of them curiously.
Cheng Jiu told Yingyue about the three of them skiing. Yingyue's eyes lit up and she and Wen Sishu exchanged a glance, also quite interested.
So the skiing team grew by two more people.
Standing on the mountaintop, the five decided to hold a skiing competition to see who could ski the fastest and best.
Gongcheng, Gongyu, and Cheng Jiu were experienced, but Wen Sishu and Yingyue were not to be outdone.
As soon as the game started, Gong Yu took the lead and slid down the slope: "Brother! Junior Sister Xiao Jiu, Senior Sister Ying, Senior Brother Wen, come quick! Waaah!"
His actions and words immediately ignited the skiing atmosphere. Miyagi, who had been leisurely and normal, followed suit: "Little brother, be careful!"
Cheng Jiu looked at Yingyue and Wen Sishu and said seriously, "Senior brother, senior sister, I can't give this to you!"
Then they chased after the brothers Gongcheng and Gongyu.
Watching the three figures speeding by, Yingyue and Wensishu were also intrigued.
"Junior brother, it seems we can't fall too far behind!" Yingyue looked at Wen Sishu. This is a competition, we need to do our best!
"Don't worry, senior sister, I will never admit defeat!" Wen Sishu said earnestly as she stepped onto her skis and began to slide down.
Yingyue watched her junior brother slide down with a face full of satisfaction. Yes, that's the spirit to maintain, and slide down with him.
Since this is my first time trying Yingyue Skating, I'm being a bit conservative and plan to familiarize myself with it first before trying to catch up.
Wen Sishu was gliding steadily ahead, and Yingyue was very pleased, not expecting her junior brother to be so talented. Then, right before her eyes, Wen Sishu suddenly swayed, slipped, and sat down on the steep slope.
"Ahhh!"
The book slid downwards with an acceleration.
"Junior brother!" Yingyue's tone was filled with shock and worry, but she tried her best to steady herself so that she wouldn't slip like Wen Sishu.
Cheng Jiu was gliding at high speed and comfort when he suddenly felt an inexplicable impact from behind.
"Watch out, Junior Sister Cheng Jiu, watch out! Aaaaaaah!" Wen Sishu shouted at the people in front of her, only to feel a pain in her butt.
Cheng Jiu also noticed the commotion from behind, but it was too fast for him to react or dodge.
He could only watch helplessly as Wen Sishu knocked him down like a pin, and the two of them rolled down the mountain together.
First Blood!
Then, right before Cheng Jiu's eyes, their upgraded bowling ball sped up faster and faster, quickly catching up with the two ahead.
Cheng Jiu and Wen Sishu shouted at Gong Cheng, who was sliding ahead, "Senior Brother/Junior Brother Gong Cheng, run! Be careful, be careful!"
Gongcheng instinctively looked back upon hearing the sound behind him, only to see Cheng Jiu and Wen Sishu forming a snowball that knocked him down with unstoppable force, causing them to tumble down together.
Double kill!
Gong Yu also heard the commotion behind him. When he turned around, he saw the scene of his brother's sacrifice. He desperately slid down the slope, constantly changing tracks.
But the snowball seemed to have an automatic tracking function; wherever he slid, the snowball followed, and he couldn't escape it. In the end, the snowball successfully carried out its fatal blow.
Triple kill!
Yingyue paddled slowly behind, looking at the tragic snow disaster ahead, not daring to venture forward.
The snowball rolled continuously on the hillside, and was successfully stopped by the bushes halfway up the mountain.
The four bewildered people inside were revealed.
Yingyue slowly passed by the four of them and successfully snatched the championship!
Let's congratulate her!
Although the mix-up caught the four off guard and left them bewildered, Gong Yu was still not satisfied.
I really want to do it again.
The five people stood on the mountain again, but this time no one slid down first. The other four people focused their attention on Wen Sishu.
"W-what's wrong?" Wen Sishu felt a chill run down her spine from the look in his eyes.
“Senior Brother Wen, you don’t seem to know how to ski. Let us teach you!” Gong Yu said earnestly.
"Oh, okay!" Wen Sishu said excitedly. Actually, skiing is quite fun, but it's not fun at all when you go down the slope. He's the only one out of the five people who can't ski, and he's quite an outsider.
The five of them were eager to teach Wen Sishu how to ski, but some people just simply don't know how.
Wen Sishu is the kind of tech geek who doesn't exercise much, has average physical fitness, and poor body coordination.
After more than 20 failures, the four finally gave up. There was no way to stop him; even if they taught him the techniques, Wen Sishu would still slip after skating for a while.
Cheng Jiu and Gong Cheng Gong Yu even tried to take him skiing, but it turned out that he ended up taking them skiing, and they ended up getting dragged into a pit.
Sometimes, things that are forced are never sweet!
Wen Sishu can't learn to ski and can't play. Although Gong Yu is still very interested in skiing, she says she can't ski with only Wen Sishu left.
In the end, everyone unanimously decided to go back to Cheng Jiu's courtyard to play. It would be better if everyone was together and lively; it would feel awkward if any one of them were missing.
Looking at the spiritual plants planted around the courtyard, Wen Sishu and Yingyue's eyes lit up. "They're really nice!"
In fact, the higher one's alchemy skills, the more one desires a herb garden where one can grow all sorts of rare and precious spiritual herbs.
When they were young, they didn't know the value of a medicinal herb garden. After returning to their sect, they gradually developed a medicinal herb garden in their residence during their spare time.
In their master's words, the two of them were increasingly showing the demeanor of alchemists.
However, the scale of their medicinal gardens was far smaller than that of Cheng Jiu's large medicinal garden.
The two of them were like bees entering a flower garden, constantly looking and admiring.
As expected of Junior Sister Cheng Jiu, she has a knack for planting.
"These spiritual plants are growing so well!" Yingyue exclaimed.
Cheng Jiu beamed with joy. What was the difference between this and praising a child in front of their parents? "Thank you for the compliment, Senior Sister!"
"Junior sister, do you have any tips for planting these spiritual plants?" Yingyue asked Cheng Jiu.
Wen Sishu also joined the conversation, and the three alchemists chatted enthusiastically, while Gong Cheng and Gong Yu fell behind.
The three of them didn't chat for long. After exchanging their experiences in planting their own children, they stopped talking and went into Cheng Jiu's courtyard.
Cheng Jiu brewed another pot of spiritual tea, the sweet taste of which suited Yingyue and Wen Sishu's tastes perfectly. Cheng Jiu showed no favoritism and gave each of them a large bag of Hundred Flower Tea.
Yingyue sipped her tea, as if she had just thought of something: "Junior Sister Xiao Jiu, we heard from people in the sect that you seem to be getting a new junior sister."
Cheng Jiu sipped her tea, listening to Yingyue's words with a blank look in her eyes: "No, Master said I'm his last disciple. Our lineage has always only accepted one disciple. And even if he did accept a disciple, Master didn't tell me. Senior Sister, who told you that?"
Gongcheng and Gongyu, who were standing to the side, nodded in agreement: "We haven't heard Master say that Uncle Master is going to take on another disciple."
Wen Sishu added from the side, "This matter has been widely discussed in the sect. I've also heard about it. It's said that Immortal Lord Qingxu is preparing to take on another disciple. I heard that the disciple also has an ice spirit root, the same as Immortal Lord Qingxu."
She spoke with such conviction that we, the disciples of the peak master, had all heard of it, so it's no wonder that Senior Sister somewhat believed her.
"This is utter nonsense. Didn't Master have any disciples with ice spiritual roots join the sect before he accepted me?" Cheng Jiu said calmly. As far as she knew, their lineage never cared about spiritual roots. "I wonder who spread this rumor!"
"Could it be that the new disciples who joined the sect this year spread the word?" Gongcheng speculated.
"Because of the beast tide, the apprenticeship ceremony hasn't been held yet this year," Yingyue denied. Knowing it was false, Yingyue didn't dwell on it. She had only asked to confirm, and now that Cheng Jiu had denied it, she put the topic out of her mind.
"Then what exactly..." Gong Yu wanted to say something, but Cheng Jiu shook his head at him.
"Alright, senior brother, although we don't know what the person who spread this rumor is trying to do, Master doesn't have that idea. It's just a rumor, don't worry about it."
Cheng Jiu didn't care about such rumors at all. After all, even if the rumors spread throughout the entire cultivation world, Qingxu Immortal Lord wouldn't allow it, and in the end, the other party would only become a clown.
Upon hearing this, Gong Yu also put this absurd rumor out of his mind.
Compared to this rumor of unknown origin, the Mahayana ceremony in front of us is more noteworthy.
Not only Cheng Jiu and Gong Cheng Gong Yu, but also Wen Si Shu and Ying Yue were experiencing their first time.
This is currently the highest honor in the cultivation world; how could it not excite people?
Especially since all three of them are disciples of the Venerable Lord, just thinking about it is exciting. Although they are not their own masters, Yingyue and Wensishu showed great enthusiasm and helped the three of them with their advice.
First, there was this congratulatory letter, which stumped Yingyue and Wen Sishu, as it was the first time they had ever encountered such a thing.
Five cobblers got together but couldn't come up with three congratulatory messages. They discussed it heatedly, each with their own ideas, and in the end, they were left with only three blank sheets of paper.
The five fell silent. They were all geniuses with golden aptitude, so what could possibly be difficult for them on the path of cultivation? But they were completely stumped when it came to writing the congratulatory message.
He Wen killed five geniuses in a row!
He Wen achieved a five-kill streak!
"Junior brother, aren't you from the mortal realm? Think it over and I'll leave it to you!" Faced with the expectant gazes of her three junior sisters and brothers, Yingyue decisively chose to shift the blame.
"My senior sister said that if I had even a little talent in literature, I wouldn't have come here to cultivate immortality. Don't look down on me just because my name is Wen Sishu; it's a wrong name. I should be called Wen Sidao." Wen Sishu told the four of them frankly about his academic failure.
With their only hope gone, the atmosphere among the five people gradually grew quiet as they watched He Wen.
Wen Sishu hesitated before saying, "How about I ask my family to send a few copies of the congratulatory book? That way, I'll have a reference to copy when I write my own?"
"Okay, okay!" The three of them were almost driven crazy by He Wen. They were desperate and would try anything, as long as he could help.
"Then it will take two days! My sister will send someone to deliver it to the sect then." Wen Sishu sent this request for help to his family, and the family said they would send it over in two days.
"As expected of the Wen family, their influence is truly formidable!" Yingyue exclaimed, realizing that few families in the mortal realm possessed the same level of influence in the cultivation world as the Wen family.
"Thank you, senior brother. Please don't refuse this reward. You've been a great help!" Cheng Jiu took out a book from his storage ring, which was titled "Notes on Thoughts".
Wen Sishu took it with shining eyes: "This, this is actually the main Dao-proving magic weapon of the Sage of Literature, the 'Record of Thoughts'! My ancestor loves it very much. Junior Sister, where did you get this? I remember it seems to be kept in the Wei Dynasty's inner treasury, and outsiders can't easily access it."
"These were looted from the altar during this beast tide, Senior Brother. I'm glad you like them," Cheng Jiu said.
Wen Sishu examined it carefully and said seriously, "Junior Sister, this is definitely genuine! It's too precious, I can't accept it."
"What are you doing? Senior brother, I have never refused anything that senior sister gave me."
Moreover, those two books would require the help of my senior brother's family's connections, so I'm still grateful.
"Senior brother, you shouldn't refuse. Our past relationship won't matter, will it?" Cheng Jiu's round eyes widened as she glared at him.
Wen Sishu smiled upon hearing this and reached out to accept it, saying, "Junior Sister has grown up and her aura is quite different. Then I, your senior brother, will accept it without further ado."
Cheng Jiu listened to Wen Sishu's words with a happy expression: "That's more like it!"
Wen Sishu touched the book and said excitedly, "Actually, I didn't think of refusing. I was thinking of buying this book from you, Junior Sister. My ancestor's birthday is coming soon, and I will give this book as his birthday gift. He will be very happy."
"So, senior brother, you should just accept it without hesitation. Junior sister, do you think I would actually accept something from you?" Cheng Jiu said cheerfully.
“Since He Wen will arrive in two days, Junior Sister, why don’t you go to the market? On the day of the ceremony, shouldn’t you dress up a bit more formally?” Yingyue asked with great interest.
Cheng Jiu stood up and turned around: "Isn't this grand enough? I'll wear a new outfit for the ceremony, Master. He's made quite a few clothes for me."
Yingyue admired it carefully and had to admit that the clothes were really beautiful. Immortal Lord Qingxu really doted on his junior sister. He had basically bought all her clothes from childhood to the present, and they were all of the ninth grade.
"That's not what I meant. I think young girls should dress in brighter colors. What do you think? Junior sister, the color of your clothes is a bit too plain."
Cheng Jiu thought for a moment. Immortal Lord Qingxu liked plain colors, and the clothes he had made for her, which he called "bright and beautiful," were indeed not yet available.
"Then let's go to the market and select some fabric to make robes for the ceremony." Cheng Jiu thought that making one himself would better suit his aesthetic sense and taste.
"We want one too, Junior Sister!" Gong Cheng and Gong Yu's eyes lit up when they heard this. A magic robe personally crafted by Junior Sister! They wanted it!
Wen Sishu and Yingyue's eyes lit up when they heard Gong Cheng and Gong Yu's words.
"Yes, yes, we have them all!" Cheng Jiu didn't mind at all; he'd just make one for everyone!
"Let's not delay, let's set off quickly!" Gong Yu was an impatient person.
The little cloud beast floated over from afar upon hearing the summons.
Yingyue said casually, "I remember the rental office is open too."
The little cloud beast's eyes lit up, and its previously low spirits instantly soared, the entire cloud radiating an aura of excitement.