Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“You don’t have to say anything. I expected it.” Qing Feng sighed and looked at Cen Pan’s blushing face that seemed even more charming because of the night of lovemaking.
Cen Pan’s face blushed even more. She didn’t dare to look into Qing Feng’s eyes, which seemed to be able to see through everything.
“Will this affect my cultivation?”
“What do you think?” There were no emotions in Qing Feng’s eyes, but it made Cen Pan lower her head even more.
Cen Pan was a secular disciple after all. He didn’t want to reprimand her. Qing Feng sighed and compromised helplessly.
“This time, I’ll cast a spell to bring you to search for spirits. Watch carefully from the side. After that, you can go down the mountain and cultivate yourself. There’s no need to stay in the Daoist temple.”
Cen Pan’s eyes widened in shock. ‘Why? I haven’t..”
Qing Feng extended his hand to signal that she didn’t have to say anything.
“The disciple recruitment ceremony is over. The spell scroll is also handed to you. The cultivation formulations are all written in it. You just have to cultivate according to them. There are few female disciples in the sect, and you are a secular disciple. If you stay in the sect for a long time, you will attract
criticism.”
Cen Pan knew that since her master said so, it meant that he had made up his mind. She bowed and replied,
“Lunderstand. Thank you, Master.”
“When you go back, don’t forget to chant scriptures and comprehend techniques daily. The most taboo thing to do when cultivating is to be lazy. You have to persist for a long time.”
Cen Pan agreed seriously. “I will abide.”
Qing Feng stroked his beard and his expression finally eased.
“Go prepare the incense burner and remind Ye Xiao to not let anyone come in to disturb. I’m going to start setting up the altar.”
Cen Pan did as she was told. The other disciples carried the table over and prepared cinnabar and a compass.
Cen Pan followed Qing Feng’s instructions and took a deep breath. She focused on forming hand seals with her fingers and chanting.
A moment later, she felt a strange airflow in the air. This airflow enveloped her entire body, but it was not the feeling brought by the wind, but rather like some invisible barrier enveloped her.
Just as she was feeling puzzled, she heard Qing Feng’s voice.
“Close your eyes and don’t think too much.”
Cen Pan closed her eyes when she heard this. She heard the sound of the wind. She “saw’ herself walking on a dark path with a faint figure at the end of the path.
“Pan Pan,” a tall man called out. His figure became clearer and clearer.
“Brother.”
Cen Pan finally saw the man’s face clearly and shouted excitedly.
This figure was Cen Shen. He ‘walked’ faster than the figures behind him, so Cen Pan saw him first.
“Dad and Mom are here too,” Cen Shen said with a smile as he pointed at the two figures that appeared behind him.
“Daddy, Mommy, I miss you guys.”
Cen Pan was so happy that tears flowed out of her eyes and she threw herself into her parents’ arms.
Oh right, where’s Grandma? Why didn’t she come with you guys?” Cen Pan looked around and asked in surprise when she didn’t see Grandma.
Cen Shen hesitated for a moment but still replied, “Grandma can’t come out to see you yet.”
“Why?” Cen Pan cried out in shock. Grandma was already a ghost. It was impossible for her to be sick or immobile. Why couldn’t she come out?
Cen Shen smiled bitterly. “Grandma… was imprisoned by Netherworld. During this period of time, she can’t see anyone.”
“Imprisoned? What’s going on?” Cen Pan was even more anxious and quickly asked..