Longevity Begins From Raising Disciples

Chapter 996: Chapter 464: Three Paths Cauldron; Uninvited Guest (Part 2)

But now…

If he counts everything in the extreme state without regard for consequences, he can create a value of a million Spirit Stones in a month.

This Three Paths Cauldron doesn’t seem to be worth much either?

“Just so!”

Chen Ye curled his lips and gave a disdainful smile.

He glanced at the cloth in his hand, planning to manually maintain the Pill Furnace well after the alchemy.

But now, there was no longer a need…

Chen Ye stretched lazily and roughly estimated the time.

This time, he had been in closed-door alchemy for almost a month, and it was time to go out and see his disciple.

“Boom!”

The stone door of the Quiet Chamber rose upwards.

As soon as Chen Ye stepped into the inner yard, a crisp sound like silver bells of laughter came over.

“Sister Qing Jun, slow down, Shuyao can’t catch up!”

Chen Ye followed the voice with his gaze, and a gentle smile appeared in his eyes.

Under the century-old peach tree, Qing Jun was holding a tree branch, running like a children’s leader.

And behind her, followed by a cute little girl, panting and chasing with short legs.

“Hmm? Isn’t this Little Shuyao… When I returned to the valley before, she happened to go to Lingyin Sect with Hee Qi for spirit plant handover, and I didn’t get to see her.”

After a few years, the once tiny lump had grown a lot taller, wearing a stylish light pink dress, with big, bright, black eyes, laughing and playful as she ran around.

“Oh no!”

Little Shuyao ran too fast, stumbled, and seemed about to fall.

Chen Ye flickered, appearing like a shrink-the-ground-into-an-inch technique under the tree, and steadied the little girl’s arm, picking her up.

“Be careful.” Chen Ye smiled and pinched her soft cheek, “Gained quite a bit, looks like your dad has been feeding you well recently.”

Little Shuyao, suddenly lifted up, was startled.

By nature, she was timid and skittish, like an easily frightened little rabbit.

This time, she was so nervous that her whole body stiffened, her little hands twisting the corners of her dress, her eyes full of mist, almost about to cry.

But when she gathered her courage and looked up, seeing that handsome face.

The fear in the little girl’s eyes quickly turned into surprise.

“Uncle Chen!”

Hee Shuyao softly called out.

Though usually timid and introverted, even speaking a few words to strangers would make her blush and hide behind her father; she was exceptionally attached to Chen Ye.

Even at nightfall, when pestering Hee Qi to tell stories, she’d seriously and eagerly ask her father, “Daddy, when Shuyao grows up, can she become Uncle Chen’s disciple?”

Every time he heard this, Hee Qi would laugh wryly and rub her head, sighing, “Childish words.”

In Little Shuyao’s heart, Uncle Chen wasn’t just good-looking, his smile was warm like sunshine, and he would give her various sweet pills.

Most importantly, Uncle Chen was strong, like an indestructible guardian, a hundred times more formidable than her father!

“Uncle Chen, Shuyao misses you so much.”

Recognizing Chen Ye, Little Shuyao relaxed her tense body, reached out her tender little hands, boldly wrapped them around Chen Ye’s neck, and buried her face into his neck, whispering softly.

“This little girl, after a few years of not seeing her, seems to have become even more affectionate.”

Chen Ye chuckled.

He valued Hee Qi, his loyal brother, highly, and naturally cared for his daughter with a similar fondness.

Moreover, this doll-like little girl, who wouldn’t be delighted at the sight of her?

Chen Ye easily patted her head and said with a smile, “Since you miss Uncle so much, later Uncle will cook osmanthus Spirit Rice porridge for you, okay?”

“Okay~” Little Shuyao joyfully rubbed against Chen Ye’s chest, her big eyes curving into adorable crescents.

“Master is biased!”

Seeing little Shuyao hogging the master’s embrace, Qing Jun immediately protested.

She threw away the branch in her hand, ran over in a huff, and hugged Chen Ye’s leg with the hair on her head standing straight as if in defiance:

“Qing Jun practiced sword every day this month! Master has been in closed-door training for so long without seeing Qing Jun, but as soon as he comes out, he’s hugging Shuyao! Qing Jun wants tasty food too; Qing Jun wants roasted Spiritual Rabbit!”

One hanging on his leg, and one in his arms.

Chen Ye was quite pleased: “Okay, okay, there’s enough for everyone. As long as you didn’t sneak the spirit plants in Linsong Valley, let’s have roasted Spiritual Rabbit and even add a Spiritual Feather Chicken.”

“Qing Jun never sneaked a bite!” The little dragon child confidently puffed her chest.

Dumb master.

The spirit plants in Lisong Valley are master’s property;

And master’s property is Qing Jun’s property!

Qing Jun eating them isn’t sneaking them!

It’s eating them out in the open!

After joking around with the two little girls for a while, Hee Qi came to pick up Shuyao, chuckling as he saw his daughter clinging to Chen Ye:

“Shuyao, tangled up with Uncle Chen again? Be careful, you might annoy Uncle Chen.”

Wearing a neat blue short outfit, holding two freshly processed plump Spiritual Feather Chicken, he strode into the yard.

Years had passed, and Hee Qi’s face had become much more composed, with a trimmed beard, and his demeanor increasingly stable.

But upon seeing Chen Ye, he still couldn’t hide his excitement.

“Brother Hee, you’re just in time. I just said I would treat these two little girls, and you’ve brought the ingredients ready.”

Putting down Little Shuyao, Chen Ye smiled and approached, patting Hee Qi’s broad shoulder.

“Brother Chen, long time no see, your cultivation has become even more profound.”

Though Hee Qi couldn’t discern Chen Ye’s true cultivation level, observing his appearance, he could guess that his cultivation had advanced considerably.