Chapter 53 Disciple_1
Translator: 549690339
Bai Zisheng felt somewhat guilty, and then a bit annoyed at himself for seemingly weakening his presence, so he puffed out his chest and glared at Mo Hua.
“They probably have other motives for becoming apprentices...”
Mo Hua thought to himself and then ignored Bai Zisheng, focusing on reading the enlightenment book “Elementary of Five Element Formation.”
Today he had to finish this book, and then, having some questions, he planned to seek guidance from Mr. Zhuang in the evening; if he continued to idle chat, he wouldn’t finish it.
Bai Zisheng, feeling bored since he was new and didn’t know what to do, sat down with Bai Zixi on the side, holding Spirit Stones, and began to meditate and cultivate.
As they cultivated, a faint blue Spiritual Power surrounded them, indicating by its density that the two must already be at the later stages of Qi Refinement level.
Mo Hua was secretly impressed, acknowledging that the heritage of the Noble Clans was indeed different from that of ordinary cultivators. Although only two or three years older than Mo Hua, their cultivation was already four or five minor realms higher than his.
Moreover, from Bai Zisheng’s previous remarks, their talent and proficiency in formations were also very high.
Mo Hua silently reflected, “There are always people better than oneself, and heavens beyond this one. One should not be arrogant, but neither should one be discouraged. It’s best to steadfastly pursue one’s cultivation and study of formations.”
Mo Hua quickly calmed his mind and once again focused on the Formation Books.
A cool breeze arose among the mountains, dispersing the leaves, stirring the pond water, creating ripples, and then everything returned to calmness once again.
Mr. Zhuang’s courtyard, originally holding only one Disciple, now harbored three.
And Mo Hua became known among the three registered disciples as the one with the lowest apparent cultivation, the poorest aptitude, and the least conspicuous.
Having finished reading “Elementary of Five Element Formation” and consulting Mr. Zhuang with his questions, dusk approached, and the evening sun draped over the mountains, signaling it was time to return home.
Mo Hua bid farewell to Mr. Zhuang and, at the junction, also said goodbye to the Bai siblings. Then, slinging his Storage Bag over his shoulder, he trod down the mountain path bathed in twilight.
Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi took another mountain path, and halfway, Bai Zisheng couldn’t help but ask:
“Aunt Xue, can you tell what kind of Spiritual Root Mo Hua has?”
Aunt Xue hesitated for a moment, then said, “Judging by the fluctuations of his Spiritual Power, he should possess a Small Five Elements Spiritual Root, with scant and below-average quality, and it seems he hasn’t even formally started learning any Cultivation Technique.”
“An ordinary Small Five Elements Spiritual Root, of below-average caliber, and looking at enlightenment Formation Books...”
Bai Zisheng murmured, then added, “With aptitudes like my sister’s and mine, Mr. Zhuang was only willing to take us as nominal disciples, and that too because he considered my mother’s face. What merits does that boy called Mo Hua have to be accepted as a nominal disciple by Mr. Zhuang?”
Aunt Xue’s brow furrowed slightly, recalling Mo Hua’s words and behavior, and then said:
“Mr. Zhuang has unconventional methods in taking disciples, and he does not solely judge by aptitude...”
Mo Hua wondered, “When did a cave residence appear here?”
Xiaohu replied, “You haven’t been around here for a long time, so you’re not aware. This cave residence has been up for about a month now.”
Xiaohu, looking at the towering walls of the cave residence, couldn’t help but sigh, “Building such a cave residence, how many Spirit Stones would it take?”
“It must be,” Da’hu was counting on his fingers, not quite sure, and finally scratched his head, “tens of thousands of Spirit Stones, I guess...”
“Probably tens of thousands...”
“Tens of thousands of Spirit Stones... I might never save up that much in my lifetime...”
“Can’t you have a little ambition?”
“You’re the one with ambition; can you save up that many?”
Shuanghu said, “I said you should have ambition, not that you definitely need to save up Spirit Stones. Most of those who aspire to become immortals don’t become one, right? They’re gone before they achieve it...”
Da’hu and Xiaohu nodded in agreement, thinking it made sense.
Shuanghu, curious, said, “This place is so out of the way, far from the market town, and inhabited by ordinary loose cultivators, who would bother to construct such a big cave residence here? Do they think they have too many Spirit Stones?”
“Exactly, if I had that many Spirit Stones, I would also build such a large cave residence.”
“So who do you think is the master of this cave residence?” Shuanghu turned to Mo Hua and asked, “Mo Hua, do you know?”
Mo Hua shook her head, “How would I know.”
Just as the three were talking, the main gate of the cave residence opened.
Out walked a handsome boy with striking eyebrows, a delicate girl carved like jade, and a female cultivator with a veil and a graceful figure.
Mo Hua recognized them at a glance; it was the Bai siblings and Aunt Xue.
When the Bai siblings also saw Mo Hua and her companions, Bai Zisheng paused for a second: “Mo Hua?”
Da’hu and the others all looked at Mo Hua at once, and Mo Hua too was stunned; she hadn’t expected the owners of the cave residence to be the siblings from the Bai Family.
Bai Zisheng inquired in return, “What are you doing here?”
Mo Hua replied, “I’m out and about.”
“Out and about?”
Bai Zisheng seemed as if he was hearing the term for the first time, and his expression was visibly excited as he then looked eagerly at Aunt Xue.
On the side, Bai Zixi also brightened, her eyes shimmering like autumn waters as she turned to Aunt Xue.