Longevity Begins From Raising Disciples

Chapter 991: Chapter 462: Acquiring the Earth Gourd; The Dominant Master (Part 2)

The words fell.

Mao Cheng neatly untied the yellow gourd from his waist and lightly smeared his finger over it, erasing the spiritual mark he had left on it.

He held the Earth Gourd Sword with both hands and solemnly pushed it in front of Chen Ye.

“Little Friend Chen, I entrust this sword to you to pass on to Zhiwei. Here, I also wish that the Heart Slaughter Sword Master’s Sword Dao can truly shake Ling and Xu in her hands!”

“Uncle’s generosity is commendable; Chen will thank you on behalf of my senior disciple.”

Chen Ye’s eyes brightened, reaching out to take the warmly textured gourd and flipping his hand to store it in his sleeve.

Five Elements Gourd Sword, now has obtained its fourth.

If the last Golden Gourd Sword could be acquired, Zhiwei’s Sword Array could be considered a Great Success, and its power might rival Golden Core Stage magic—of course, provided Zhiwei’s cultivation can support the Sword Array.

As for compensation…

Although the pill business promised by Chen Ye to the Mao family was considered extremely profitable, it was a mutual benefit, not compensation.

Chen Ye pondered for a while and said in a deep voice:

“Uncle has been trapped in the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment for more than ten years, hasn’t he? Since I have taken Uncle’s self-defense tool, I will make a promise that when you are about to break through to the Late-stage Foundation Establishment threshold, I will personally open the furnace to specially make pills for you. Furthermore, I will continuously provide pills until Uncle breaks through!”

Hearing this,

Mao Cheng suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining brightly: “Is this true?”

He had witnessed Chen Ye’s alchemy skills; with his assistance, breaking through to the Late-stage Foundation Establishment wasn’t a problem at all!

Chen Ye spoke resolutely: “Indeed!”

…

Unknowingly, a day had passed.

Upon leaving the main hall, a slightly cool night wind arose in the Divine Mist Valley, causing the bamboo forest to rustle.

Chen Ye’s sleeve met the breeze, his fingertips lightly rubbing the warmly textured yellow gourd within his sleeve, his steps brisk as he returned to his bamboo house.

In the courtyard,

A black-haired girl was meditating with her eyes closed, a Sword Pill hovering above her knees, and the three small gourds hanging from her waist swaying gently, emitting strands of Sword Intent.

This girl’s Sword Dao is becoming more formidable.

“Master?”

The girl opened her eyes, the spiritual light of the Sword Pill on her knees receding, falling back into her palm.

“Are you comprehending the Great Derivation Wind Thunder Sword Intent?”

Chen Ye walked forward, gathered his robe, and sat on a bamboo chair not far away, smiling as he looked at his senior disciple.

“Yes.”

Zhiwei nodded, her voice as clear and cold as jade stones clashing,

“Recently, I always feel that when the sword array operates, although wind and thunder are surging, there is a vague sense of unreality, as if lacking a foundation to settle the sharp edges. Your disciple is dull-witted and is trying to fill the gaps, already having some glimpses. Even without other gourds, Zhiwei can control the Sword Intent herself.”

These words subtly suggested that Zhiwei was implying to her master not to exhaust himself collecting the remaining gourd swords for her.

“You are only at Foundation Establishment Fourth Layer, realizing this is already quite commendable.”

Chen Ye chuckled, shaking his head before extending his hand into his sleeve.

“Zheng—”

The heavy sound of sword singing, almost bursting.

A small gourd with a luminous yellow jade-like sheen flew out from Chen Ye’s sleeve, hovering in mid-air.

The three small gourds hanging from Zhiwei’s waist seemed to sense something at that moment, vibrating joyfully in unison.

“Is this… Senior Mao’s Earth Gourd Sword?”

A trace of understanding arose in Zhiwei’s clear eyes.

She was naturally intelligent; seeing her master prepare extra pills before setting out and visiting the recovering Mao Patriarch, she had already guessed a bit, only unsure.

But when this gourd floated in front of her, she couldn’t help but feel her tranquil heart like an ancient pond tremble slightly.

Not because of the gourd,

But her master’s intention.

“Master… always cares, no, cares very much for Zhiwei…”

In the girl’s heart, she muttered to herself. No matter how she refused, her master always dedicated himself to her.

How would an ordinary master go to great lengths to find Top-grade Gourd Swords for their disciple?

Most would keep them for themselves.

But her master is different.

This… This shows that her master is not an ordinary master.

And the disciple should not be an ordinary disciple either.

“Indeed. Uncle Mao knows your Sword Heart is clear and was selected by the legacy of the Heart Slaughter Sword Master, so he generously erased the spiritual mark, entrusting this sword to me for you.”

Chen Ye, unaware of his disciple’s myriad thoughts, raised his hand to point, and the brightly yellow gourd which shimmered with soil-colored divine light obediently fell before Zhiwei,

“Take it. With this thick earth aura stabilizing your foundation, your Great Derivation Wind Thunder Sword Array can stabilize Heaven and Earth, becoming self-contained.”

Zhiwei’s fair and slender fingers curled slightly, carefully holding the gourd.

“Master…”

The girl took a deep breath, solemnly placing the Earth Gourd Sword on her knees.

She raised her pure black-and-white eyes, looking at her master, her expression carrying some stubbornness:

“This intention of Master’s for your disciple… Zhiwei, even if shattered and torn, could hardly repay even a tenth.”

Chen Ye was holding a teacup to moisten his throat but was caught off guard by his senior disciple’s words, nearly choking on the Spirit Tea.

Isn’t it just a magical treasure, is it necessary?

He looked somewhat strangely at Zhiwei’s small serious face which seemed to declare “I wish to share my heart with the bright moon.”

“Alright, stop speaking nonsense to your master here.”

Chen Ye helplessly put down the teacup, intending to break the excessively sticky peculiar atmosphere,

He simply stood up, walked over, and unceremoniously flicked the girl’s smooth forehead.

“Snap.”

“Since I have become your master, finding some magical treasures for your protection naturally follows. If you truly feel unworthy of receiving them, then pour this sentiment entirely into your cultivation.”