Chapter 18: Why Is Master Just So Not Obedient?

3.8K 244 50
                                    

The next day before the sun was even up, Mu Chen felt very refreshed and woke up. He went to the pill concocting room.

He picked out a dozen herbs from the medicinal herb shelf. He then spoke to the dao child next to him, "Go to Qiyang Palace and bring me three Eon Rattan Fruits. Bring me fruits that are at least eighty percent ripe."

The dao child responded back to him and hurriedly ran to get some.

Qiyang Palace was ranked second after Chongyang Palace which was the place that the Sect Master resided. Chongyang Palace was also the best location in Lofty Cloudy Sect for fruits to grow. The Palace Master, whose name was Duan Mufeng, also had a special interest in brewing wine. Thus, he planted spirit fruits on the entire mountain. The younger disciples were too scared to visit. However, the disciples from Chu Qianshuang's generation were gluttons who would visit their Second Martial Uncle to get food. Jing Ming was also familiar with the location. It didn't take long for the dao child to come back with three Eon Rattan Fruits. Each of the fruits were as big as a fist and they were vividly colored. There were specks of dew still on them.

Mu Chen threw them into a bowl and turned them into mush from a single pat. He then poured in the crushed medicinal powder and stirred it before placing it on the pill concocting stove.

Mu Chen used his Nine Yang Dark Fire to light the stove. In the time it took to finish half a cup of tea, Mu Chen removed the cover off the stove. The sweet scent of the Eon Rattan Fruits assaulted his senses. Using his long fine fingers, he pinched a stick of bamboo and moving as if he were flying, he formed pills into the shape of tanghulu. Mu Chen thought back to his memories of the tanghulu that other children ate. Mu Chen frowned a bit, realizing that there seemed to be something missing.

A dao child that was next to him passed a bowl of honey over. "Palace Master, is this it?"

Mu Chen suddenly realized. Yes, this was it!

Mu Chen dipped the skewered pills into the honey. He then happily left with an improvised tanghulu.

The dao children all had complicated expressions on their faces. The expression on Mu Chen's face had turned them all speechless.

The scene that Yue Mingze was met with was one in which Mu Chen was carrying a strange skewered item from the pill room. When he took a closer look at the stringed item, Yue Mingze's lips twitched. So pills could actually be eaten this way? Martial Uncle was truly worthy to be known as the most talented pill cultivator from the past years. This kind of ingenuity, there was no one who could compare to it.

Mu Chen coldly walked past Yu Mingze while carrying the stick of pills. He didn't even look at him and purposely ignored him.

At the present, Gu Yunjue's spiritual power rose like it was riding on a flying sword. Mu Chen started to worry that his cultivation would become unstable and that his mind would be unable to keep up with it. However, he did not expect that the other had already broken through Qi Condensation Stage Two like he did not know what a bottleneck was. Mu Chen worried that the progress would be too fast, and that his small body would be unable to endure the pressure the spiritual power gave his meridians. Thus, Mu Chen wanted to refine a couple pills with gentle effects to protect his meridians. Since he added spirit fruits, the effect would only work while it was fresh. Thus, Yue Mingze came at a bad time.

Yue Mingze rubbed his head awkwardly. He felt that he was coming by too often.

He rushed to catch up with Mu Chen and observed the expression on Mu Chen's face. After noticing that Mu Chen did not look impatient, he finally spoke, "Martial Uncle, that stick of pills looks pretty."

The Daily Task of Preventing My Disciple from Turning to the Dark SideWhere stories live. Discover now