Longevity Begins From Raising Disciples

The matter of ransom for Gu Tangyin and others was not an easy task.

It would take quite some time even for Qian Jin to bring the token back to Ruins Country, not to mention the Huayue Mansion’s high-level officials still had to deliberate.

So Chen Ye didn’t waste his energy in meaningless waiting but temporarily put it aside, continuing his secluded cultivation in an orderly manner while carefully guiding his disciples in their studies.

In cultivation, there are no years, and in the mountains, one is unaware of the cold.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month quietly passed by like sand between fingers.

During this time, Lisong Valley remained calm and peaceful.

Hua Wuyin and the others were locked in the back mountain, with nothing happening;

And as for Gu Tangyin, she was confined in a dark, sunless room by Chen Ye, never receiving any attention.

If dealing with any ordinary mortal, simply locking them immobile in a pitch-black room would be enough to crush their spirit.

But who was Gu Tangyin?

Resolute in her Dao heart and long accustomed to sitting in quiet meditation, this half-month confinement seemed like nothing to her.

Until this early morning.

Two streaks of escape light pierced through the sea of clouds outside Lisong Valley, landing inside the Inner Valley.

The person on the left had a doll-like fair complexion, bright eyes, and sparkling teeth, wearing a strictly regulated True Inheritor’s Taoist Robe, with dazzling golden hair.

The person on the right was a slender girl with elegant hair styled in a dignified Lingyun bun, with eyes soft and gentle like water.

It was Bai Susu and Mao Qingzhu.

Mao Qingzhu’s trip was originally to deliver the first dividend from the Pill business over the past half month to Chen Ye.

Upon arriving at the Lingyin Sect, she was about to detour to Lisong Valley when she happened to run into Bai Susu, who had just finished handling sect affairs.

This True Inheritor Bai, upon hearing that Mao Qingzhu was going to Lisong Valley to find Chen Ye, had her thoughts stirred and, under the guise of “inspecting the sect’s Spirit Plant industry,” swaggered along.

“Aunt Mao!”

As soon as the two landed, Qing Jun, under Zhiwei’s supervision while practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard, brightened her eyes, ignoring the Cyan Marrow Sword in her hand, and promptly dashed into Mao Qingzhu’s embrace with her short legs.

“Aunt Mao, you’ve finally come! Qing Jun missed you so much, did you bring anything delicious?”

Mao Qingzhu smiled gently, affectionately patting the little girl’s head, and magically took out a package of steaming Lingxi Cake from her sleeve:

“I prepared it for you long ago, knowing this little glutton had it on her mind.”

“Ahem ahem.”

Seeing this, Bai Susu deliberately stiffened her face and coughed twice,

“This little girl, she calls so sweetly when there’s food involved, yet when this True Inheritor, such a big living person, stands here, it’s as if she’s invisible?”

Qing Jun squinted her eyes.

Hmm.

She could pretend not to see.

But since Bai Susu had asked, Xu Qingjun wasn’t a girl with no manners!

While stuffing pastry in her mouth, the little girl mumbled, “Hello, True Inheritor Bai!”

Then she continued to bury her head in eating.

Making a certain golden-haired girl unconsciously grit her teeth.

Annoying… Chen Ye!

It must be because he didn’t teach the child well!

At this moment, Chen Ye heard the commotion and walked out from the main room.

“Sister Qingzhu, Susu, why did you come together?”

His gaze swept over the two, finally resting on Mao Qingzhu, with a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Seeing the undisguised joy between Mao Qingzhu’s brows, it seemed that over these past half months, the Mao Family, riding the wave of the Purple Sun Pill, was making a thriving business.

“Brother Ye.”

Mao Qingzhu stepped forward, not avoiding Bai Susu, and directly handed over a heavy Storage Bag, gently saying,

“According to the agreement, this is your share of the dividends. A considerable number of Purple Sun Pills have been sold, and I feared you might lack Spirit Stones, so I brought a portion now. Please check the Spirit Stones inside.”

Chen Ye took the Storage Bag, scanned it with his Divine Sense, and even though he was prepared, he couldn’t help but slightly raise his brows.

A full 150,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones!

And in just one month, the income was quite astonishing.

“How much?”

Bai Susu moved close to Chen Ye, stood on tiptoe to take a look, and was quite surprised to see the pile of Spirit Stones inside,

“Hmm? Grand Peak Master Chen, no wonder you hide in Lisong Valley all day, not going out. It turns out… you’re making a fortune in secret.”

The golden-haired girl widened her eyes, scrutinizing Chen Ye up and down.

“Just waking early, working arduously in alchemy to earn some hard-earned money.”

Chen Ye put away the Storage Bag, smiling without changing his expression,

“With a few disciples to support, there are expenses everywhere. True Inheritor Bai’s family is so large and prosperous that you naturally wouldn’t understand the difficulties of us poor Peak Masters.”

Bai Susu rolled her eyes at Chen Ye:

“Oh? How about this, I’ll give you a hundred thousand Spirit Stones, and you spend a month with me?”

This annoying guy, it turns out he’s been avoiding me just to earn Spirit Stones?

Chen Ye remained calm: “Well… if True Inheritor Bai has a request, not to mention a month, I would willingly spend a year without taking Spirit Stones.”

Hearing this, Bai Susu’s anger slightly dissipated.

Just as the three were joking, Bai Susu’s spiritual intuition suddenly moved, her gaze turning to the corner of the courtyard at a storage room with tightly closed doors and windows, even added with several Isolation Arrays.

“Hmm?”

Bai Susu frowned slightly, a hint of suspicion flashing in her eyes. She took a few steps to the front of the storage room door, sniffing through the array.

“Chen Ye, why is there a strange aura inside this room? And… it’s clearly a woman’s aura?”

Bai Susu turned around, her eyes becoming dangerous,

“Ah, Chen Ye, so this True Inheritor wondered why you haven’t even sent a Sound Transmission Talisman in the past half month; turns out you’ve been hiding a beauty here in Lisong Valley?!”

Upon hearing this, Mao Qingzhu’s eyes subtly shifted, looking curiously at that storage room.