The Peak Master of Dan Peak patted Little Wei’s shoulder.
"Little Gu, no matter how good she is, you can’t spoil her like this. After all, she’s your disciple and will have to walk the path of cultivation alone someday," the Peak Master of Dan Peak said earnestly.
In the world of cultivation, self-reliance was paramount. Clinging to one’s master like this was hardly appropriate.
"Mhm, I know. Anyway, this training trip will be a good chance to see how she fares."
Mentioning the training trip, the Peak Master glanced at the disciples below—none were left, and Cheng Yuguang had already reported the headcount.
"Then let’s set off."
The Peak Master channeled his spiritual energy into the spirit stones embedded in the flying ark, and with a whoosh, the ark shot forward, heading straight for Sunset Forest. Now that they were on their way, the old man finally had time to continue his conversation with Little Wei.
"Though I must say, I never expected your little disciple, despite her average talent, to be the first among your three disciples to reach the Foundation Establishment stage."
The Peak Master couldn’t help but sigh in amazement.
"Well, she is my disciple. I’m counting on her to ascend to godhood one day," Little Wei said with a light hum, a hint of pride coloring her expression.
After all, this was her disciple.
"Ascend?" The Peak Master coughed heavily at the word.
He wasn’t exaggerating—ascension was no trivial matter. Since the founding of the Qingdao Sect, only two individuals in the entire Canglan Continent had ever achieved godhood.
"Yeah, what about it?" Little Wei asked, puzzled.
The Peak Master was both exasperated and amused. "In the last several thousand years, only two gods have ascended."
Little Wei froze, suddenly recalling the fate of her past life—she had died. But what about her wife?
Ever since she had bound with the system, she had encountered the reincarnations of her beloved in every world. In Yuan Qiaoqiao’s world, she had already sensed something unusual about her abilities.
But one thing was certain—her wife was a god, one who had ascended right here in the Canglan Continent.
"Who were these two people?" Little Wei pressed urgently.
"One was a female cultivator, surnamed Liu—a renowned descendant of the Liu Family. Oh, right, the Sunset Forest we’re heading to isn’t far from where the Liu Family’s direct lineage resides now."
"The other was said to have been infatuated with that girl for a long time. His name was Chi Mu. He had no clan or sect backing him—he ascended alone."
Chi Mu…
That’s right. If the woman’s surname was Liu, then Chi Mu had once mentioned his beloved’s name to her.
What was it again?
Little Wei frowned, racking her brain, but after traversing so many worlds and so much time, she couldn’t recall the name Chi Mu had spoken back then.
"The Liu Family must be quite powerful now, right?" Little Wei asked.
At this, the Peak Master sighed.
"They’re holding on. But there are plenty of families on the continent with deeper foundations. Back when the continent faced calamity, our sect’s founding master, along with the Huaiyang Sect and the Gu Family, contributed the most. The Liu Family specialized in crafting magical artifacts, but the treasures left behind by their ancestors were all exhausted during that time."
Even though the Qingdao Sect had tried its best to support the Liu Family afterward, the relics they once possessed were remnants of ancient gods. No matter how much the sect poured into them, it could never fill that void.
With their foundation ruined, the Liu Family now survived by selling minor trinkets. In recent years, they hadn’t produced a single cultivation prodigy.
It was as if birthing that one girl who ascended had drained the family’s accumulated fortune for a thousand years.
Little Wei narrowed her eyes slightly. It seemed that once they reached Sunset Forest, she’d have to ask the Peak Master to watch over the disciples while she paid a visit to the Liu Family.
If that Miss Liu really was her wife, then at the very least, she’d make sure her wife reclaimed her true name.
After half a day of flying, they finally arrived at Sunset Forest.
The spirit beasts in Sunset Forest were divided by territory. The outskirts were populated by weaker beasts, making it the perfect training ground for disciples. Over the centuries, inns and other establishments had sprung up around the forest’s periphery, and now, from a distance, the area resembled a small town.
To avoid unnecessary attention, the group disembarked from the flying ark while still some distance away.
"Alright, little ones, take these waist tokens I’ve handed out. With these, we can communicate. If anyone gets lost, we’ll be able to find you. Since it’s crowded here, we’ll split into two groups—one with me, and the other with Master Zhongling to secure lodgings. Rest today, and tomorrow we’ll enter Sunset Forest."
The Peak Master rambled on for a while longer before dividing the disciples into two groups. Ye Mingtian and Cheng Yuguang would lead each team. Since Ye Mingtian was the Peak Master’s disciple, his group would follow the Peak Master to the inn first.
Little Wei’s group, meanwhile, was led by Cheng Yuguang.
Naturally, Duan Lingyun was also in this smaller group. Little Wei counted—there were only about seven or eight disciples.
But…
"What in the world are you wearing?" Little Wei stared at their dull gray-black robes.
Anyone would mistake them for beggars.
This was downright embarrassing.
"Ahem, the Peak Master said we should dress plainly. None of us had spare robes, so we dug out the clothes we wore before coming up the mountain," one disciple explained.
Little Wei: "..."
Seriously? After all these years, their fashion sense hadn’t improved at all.
Wasn’t this just like her?
Little Wei wanted to scream.
"Fine. First, let’s find an inn. After settling in, you’ll go buy some proper clothes." With a wave of her hand, she produced a handful of low-grade spirit stones.
"Divide these among yourselves and get decent outfits," she said, handing the stones to Cheng Yuguang.
"On behalf of my fellow disciples, thank you, Master," Cheng Yuguang said with a quick bow.
Satisfied, Little Wei turned her attention to the surrounding inns.
"Let’s find a place to stay first."
But as per the protagonist’s law of inevitability, finding a decent inn was bound to be difficult.
Sure enough, after checking several places, Little Wei couldn’t find one that met her standards—either they were too shabby or couldn’t accommodate their entire group.
She didn’t dare split them up. If something went wrong, it’d be a disaster.
Just as Little Wei was starting to feel a headache coming on, Duan Lingyun spoke up.
"Master, I found an inn."
"Where?" A flicker of hope lit up Little Wei’s expression.
The group followed Duan Lingyun to an inn. To Little Wei’s surprise, the place had been occupied just moments ago—how had rooms suddenly become available?
"Master, give me the spirit stones," Duan Lingyun said.
Little Wei hastily handed her a pile of stones, and before long, Duan Lingyun had secured nine rooms—just enough for all of them.
What in the world just happened?
Little Wei was utterly baffled.
"How did you manage that?" she asked, turning to Duan Lingyun.
"It’s nothing," Duan Lingyun said with a blink. "This inn was reserved by someone I know. I just asked him for a favor."
"Someone you know?" Little Wei’s tone lifted slightly.
Who was this person?
Well, it wasn’t her business anyway.
"Yeah, someone I knew before coming up the mountain," Duan Lingyun replied casually.
Little Wei perked up, waiting for her to elaborate.
There had to be a convoluted and extraordinary story behind this.
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