Back in the room.
Yun Yao fussed over him again, making sure Su Ji hadn’t worsened his injuries from the earlier “joyride,” before finally turning to leave, glancing back every few steps.
Once the door closed, the weak expression on Su Ji’s face vanished without a trace.
He got down from the wheelchair—though his movements were still somewhat stiff, he was far less frail than he had pretended to be.
Walking over to the table, he poured himself a cup of tea and downed it in one gulp.
“Hoo…”
Su Ji let out a long breath, his gaze turning serious.
For now, he had managed to muddle through this crisis.
But Yun Ying’s suspicion had already taken root like a nail.
As long as he remained on this Empty Hanging Mountain, that kid would keep watching him.
He had to recover his strength as quickly as possible.
He truly didn’t want to cause the Yin Yang Sect any more trouble.
But he also couldn’t just charge into the Chaotic Star Sea completely defenseless.
Thinking back now, could it be that when the Pavilion Master sent him this way, he had already predicted there’d be some nosy girl to pick him up?
With that in mind, under normal circumstances, anyone searching for a severely injured person wouldn’t waste much energy in the Chaotic Star Sea.
That meant, for the time being, he should be safe.
Never underestimate the Pavilion Master’s intelligence network, dammit!
After sorting through his thoughts, Su Ji looked down at his own palm.
His spiritual meridians were still a tangled mess, but after several days of recuperation, a faint trace of spiritual energy had finally gathered near his Golden Core.
It was like a dried-up riverbed finally seeping with a bit of moisture.
A small sign, but it represented hope.
“One hundred thousand spirit stones…”
Su Ji recalled the number on the wanted poster and couldn’t help clicking his tongue.
“That information is only worth one hundred thousand?”
“Isn’t that a bit insulting?”
He muttered to himself, instinctively turning his head to ask Su Jiu.
“What do you think?”
No sooner had the words left his mouth than Su Ji froze.
A crisp voice suddenly rang out, carrying a hint of agreement.
“One hundred thousand is indeed too little.”
“But maybe the Imperial Court Mountain was afraid that setting the bounty too high would attract too many people fabricating false leads just to claim the reward.”
“After all, this is the Imperial Court Mountain—those who want to curry favor with them line up from the Chaotic Star Sea all the way to the Great Wilderness.”
Su Ji felt every hair on his body stand on end!
He whirled around.
There stood Yun Yao, seemingly out of nowhere. She had her hands clasped behind her back, tilting her head with a curious look as she studied him.
When did she come back?!
His mind went blank, his heart pounding wildly.
He hadn’t sensed a thing—neither the door opening nor the sound of footsteps.
Nothing!
Did this woman’s footsteps make no noise?!
Ever since his Golden Core was shattered, his spiritual senses had declined drastically, reducing his perception to that of an ordinary person.
Even so, for someone to walk right up to him without him noticing…
Unless…
Su Ji’s gaze dropped to the embroidered peach blossoms on Yun Yao’s cloth shoes.
Had she done it deliberately?
“You…”
He started to speak.
But Yun Yao acted as though she hadn’t noticed his shock at all.
“Daoist Su, has your injury improved a bit?”
She blinked her large, watery eyes, her tone filled with pure surprise—like she’d just seen a stray cat she had taken in finally take a few steps on its own.
“You can even get out of your wheelchair to pour yourself a drink!”
Her nonchalant attitude about a patient moving around on his own caught Su Ji off guard, and he swallowed the words he was about to say.
Quickly adjusting his expression, he suppressed his shock and replaced it with a perfectly awkward look.
Holding onto the table, he slowly stood up.
“My apologies, Lady Yun.”
“I was lying in bed so long I got thirsty and thought I’d get up for some water…”
As he spoke, he surreptitiously observed Yun Yao’s reaction.
No suspicion.
Her clear, apricot-shaped eyes held only genuine concern.
“Oh, don’t move!”
Seeing that he could barely stand, she quickly came over to support his arm.
“If you’re thirsty, just call for me—no need to push yourself.”
Yun Yao guided him back into the chair, grumbling as she moved. Still, she was deft with her hands, picking up the kettle to pour him another cup.
“Here.”
She handed the tea to Su Ji, those big eyes blinking.
“Who were you just talking to?”
Here it comes.
Su Ji’s heart skipped a beat, but his face remained calm.
Taking the cup, he took a sip and said softly, “No one.”
“I’ve been alone for so long, I get a bit bored. The fox I keep is somewhat intelligent.”
“Ah…”
Yun Yao sat down on the chair across from him, propping her chin with both hands.
“That makes sense. You escaped the Great Wilderness, that place full of dangers—you must have gone through a lot.”
“When you have things bottled up inside, talking them out usually helps a little.”
She paused, as if organizing her thoughts.
“Don’t worry. Even though my junior brother has a sharp tongue, the Yin Yang Sect isn’t the kind of place that kicks someone when they’re down.”
“As long as you stay quiet while you recover, no one will drive you away.”
“Thank you, Lady Yun.”
“But these injuries of mine… I’m afraid I’ll be troubling you for a while.”
“Still, Brother Yun is right. If I cause any trouble, I’ll leave on my own before it escalates.”
“No worries!” Yun Yao waved her hand, showing a rather bold spirit. “Stay here as long as you need! We’ll talk about everything else once you’re healed!”
She spoke from the heart, without a shred of pretense.
Su Ji looked at her, and the tension from being “caught” gradually dissipated.
True, the girl might be a bit scatterbrained, but she was genuinely kind.
“Oh!”
Yun Yao seemed to suddenly remember something, slapping her thigh as she jumped up from the chair.
“I almost forgot the main thing!”
“I came to tell you something.”
“After my persistent nagging these past few days, I finally convinced my master.”
“Tomorrow, I’ll take you to the sect’s Alchemy Hall. Let Elder Medicine take a look at your condition!”
“Of course… don’t get your hopes up too high. We’re just going to check it out; there’s no guarantee they can cure you.”
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
