Longevity Begins From Raising Disciples

Chapter 13: Chapter 13: Success!

Time flew by without notice, and five days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the narrow storeroom, the wick of the oil lamp had burned down to its last small segment.

In the dim candlelight, Chen Ye’s face grew increasingly haggard, his eyes bloodshot, yet he dared not relax for even a moment, focusing his entire being on the spirit grass in front of him.

The little girl delivering meals came and went, and came again.

Gradually, Qing Jun, who had initially been anxious and uneasy, became accustomed to delivering meals to Chen Ye.

The little head that was always lowered occasionally lifted to curiously observe her busy master.

Though his appearance was scarier, seeing Chen Ye seriously handle the spirit grass, Qing Jun found him more pleasing to the eye than before.

It’s been so long since she saw her master like this...

The little girl would even mindfully observe, and seeing Chen Ye hadn’t eaten enough, she proactively gave him more food, surprising Chen Ye greatly.

Seeing her master happy because of her, the little girl felt particularly shy.

In the days that followed, it was mostly Zhiwei who cooked.

Zhiwei’s culinary skills were decent, but far from Chen Ye’s, often making Qing Jun miss her master’s cooking.

Inside the storeroom.

Chen Ye didn’t know how many times he alternated casting the three kinds of magic. When the sun rose for the fifth time, the Silver Scale Flower finally bloomed with pure silver patterns, its leaf veins flowing with a moonlight-like glow.

”I did it! I’ve succeeded!”

Chen Ye collapsed in the midst of the chaos, laughing madly. His prolonged contact with the Silver Scale Flower had caused his right hand to be corroded by Demonic Qi, turning it a grayish-green.

But at this moment, he didn’t care about that at all.

The Silver Scale Flower slowly unfurled its leaves in his palm, sunlight filtered through the thatched roof’s gaps, cutting small light spots over the silver-glowing petals.

This scene was breathtakingly beautiful.

Chen Ye would never forget this moment, watching in a trance, almost forgetting the passage of time.

This spirit flower had consumed too much of Chen Ye’s effort, making him somewhat reluctant to sell it.

”Status!” Chen Ye thought to himself.

[Name: Chen Ye]

[Lifespan: 40/72]

[Spiritual Root: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth]

[Realm: Qi Cultivation Fourth-Layer]

[Cultivation Technique: Evergreen Technique Great Success: 10/200]

[Skills: Disease Removal Saber Technique Perfection: 100/400; Bone-Scraping Whip Minor Achievement: 30/100; Culinary Skill Great Success: 15/200; Fostering Technique Minor Achievement: 60/100, Cloud Rain Technique Minor Achievement: 60/100]

Chen Ye’s gaze fixated on lifespan; after these five days, after finishing the Qi Recovery Pill, he could only restore his spiritual power by actively running his cultivation technique.

The active operation of the cultivation technique provides little spiritual power recovery, but the skill proficiency gained is much higher than that of passive operation.

And the Evergreen Technique wasn’t far from the Realm of Perfection to begin with.

Within these five days, it directly broke through to Great Success in the Evergreen Technique.

The lifespan increase was even more than he had anticipated, gaining a full ten years!

”The sword hanging over my head is finally gone; with more than thirty years of life, it’s enough for me to cultivate slowly.”

Chen Ye felt his pressure suddenly reduced, as he originally had only twenty-two years left of life, inevitably making him anxious.

Apart from the cultivation technique, all other skill proficiencies greatly increased through the frenzied casting over five days.

Especially the Three Spirit Plant Skills, they’re about to reach Great Success.

In a few more days, Chen Ye could openly call himself a Spirit Plant Master.

By then, he could be considered a respectable person within Yunxi District!

Chen Ye looked at the vibrant Silver Scale Flower on the table, growing happier the more he looked at it.

Thank goodness the Disease Removal Saber Technique specialized in dealing with the Demonic Qi infection, smoothly healing the Silver Scale Flower after reaching Perfection.

This was worth eighteen Spirit Stones!

He couldn’t help but kiss the leaf, leaning back in his chair with a face full of smiles, falling into a deep sleep.

Now, life finally had hope.

This period, he had been under enormous survival pressure, and now he finally had the means to stand on his own in this world.

...

Qing Jun peered around the door frame, peeking her little head into the storeroom.

In the dim room, the man lay reclined in the chair, eyes closed, body motionless.

There was a silver flower on the table, emitting a faint silver glow, casting its light on the man’s face.

His complexion pale from lack of sunlight, lacking in blood, with a scruffy beard.

Just like... like the corpses by the roadside in the shanty town!

The little girl was shocked: ”Sister, sister! Master seems to have died!”

Her face was a mix of indescribable joy and sorrow.

The master was indeed bad to them, but as long as he was around, the old man next door only dared to make lewd remarks but didn’t dare truly bully them.

If the master was gone...

More than just the mean old man might target them!

Qing Jun remembered clearly, next door used to live a young father and daughter, but after the father was killed in a magical battle, the daughter was bullied by people in the shanties.

Among them was Taoist Zhang!

And it was ultimately Taoist Zhang who bullied the neighbor’s daughter to her death!

Back then, Qing Jun was so scared she curled up under the table in the storeroom, sleeping with her master’s iron sword.

As for her master, he was always indifferent to women, entirely unbothered by the tragic events next door, neither participating nor stopping them.

”Sister?”

Long without a response, Qing Jun looked worriedly at the elder girl.

She saw her sister’s unchanged face, still calm: ”Qing Jun, don’t be afraid. Even if he’s dead, sister will protect you.”

She tiptoed to the storeroom door and peeked inside.

Seeing the man sleeping in the chair, Zhiwei couldn’t help but chuckle helplessly, reaching out to poke Qing Jun’s head: ”You silly, master is just asleep!”

Qing Jun widened her eyes in surprise, perked up her ears to listen, and truly heard the man’s growing snores.

Listening to those snores, Qing Jun felt an odd sense of security.

Before Qing Jun could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard her sister whisper:

”What if... we killed him now?”

Qing Jun was startled, her sister’s face was cold as ice, emanating a sinister aura.

Didn’t Qing Jun also hate the master?

Last time, she nearly poisoned the master with tea.

But that was when she was pushed into a corner, unbearable enough to dare poison the master.

But the situation now was different from back then.

”But—”

The two girls suddenly spoke in unison.

Qing Jun giggled: ”Sister, you first.”

Zhiwei ruffled the little girl’s hair: ”But master is a cultivator, now fully recovered, without poison, it would be hard to kill him. Plus, we are too small, we need... need the master.”

Qing Jun nodded like a chick pecking rice: ”Yes, yes! Qing Jun thinks so too. As long as master doesn’t sell us, Qing Jun can endure.”

After the two girls made up their minds, they inexplicably felt a sense of relief.

The elder girl’s gaze fell confusedly on the man’s sleeping face: ”But what’s the master up to this time...”

The little girl’s mood also fell, she patted her full belly, and pouted her small lips.

This time, the master was too good to them, so good that both girls were uneasily apprehensive.

And the sleeping Chen Ye was entirely unaware that his two disciples nearly planned betrayal.

In these five days, he had hardly rested, mentally exhausted, he let down all his guard, sleeping deeply till the next day.

Upon waking, his first reaction was to look at the Silver Scale Flower on the table.

The leaves verdant, silver light flowing.

Just looking at it, you could feel the extraordinariness of this spirit flower.

”Beautiful, truly beautiful!” Chen Ye leaned on the table, bending over to examine the spirit flower carefully, growing more pleased as he looked.