Chapter 1129 Three Hundred Taels

In the end, everyone went to the Discipline Hall.

Each person will be forced to kneel for one hour.

It was the lightest punishment in the history of Lingyun Mountain, but Liufeng's three disciples were indignant and wanted to go down the mountain after it was over.

It was only after Master Liufeng personally apologized to Lord Zhao and punished his three disciples that the matter was dropped.

This was the first time Tu Dan'er had been heartbroken, and it was also the first time he had locked himself in his room, refusing to see anyone.

Even Wuji, who usually played with him the best, and his master were nowhere to be seen.

Well, Tu Dan'er is still young. This was the first time he had confessed his feelings to a girl, and it's understandable that he was heartbroken to end up like this.

The others also became more restrained and composed, focusing on their own cultivation.

In the following days, Xie Zheng spent more time meditating, especially after taking the pills refined by his several senior uncles and masters.

Besides taking care of his daily life, Song Chunxue was also busy cultivating herself.

This experience taught her that becoming stronger is never wrong, no matter what.

The road ahead has no end; if you don't want to be bullied, you have to become stronger.

She would set aside two hours each day to search for clues in various books.

Although, this is no different from finding a needle in a haystack.

Seven days later, she couldn't sit still any longer.

How about we try getting pregnant?

Before that, they must become Daoist partners.

We need to discuss with my senior brother and Master Han which day would be more suitable.

Master Han handed her a piece of paper. "I've already figured it out. August is the best month, so let's make it August 28th."

That will take several more months, so there's time to prepare.

Song Chunxue breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much calmer.

"Alright, I'll go back and prepare." Since we're going to become Daoist partners, at least we should prepare a red wedding dress, according to Daoist traditions.

"Have you thought it through?"

Song Chunxue nodded, "Yes, I've thought it through."

*Smack!*

Suddenly, the teacup on the table shattered in two.

Master Han frowned slightly, staring at the teacup for a long time. "This teacup has been with me for hundreds of years. How come it broke as soon as I poured you a cup of tea?"

"Don't get me wrong, I've never used this teacup, but I've always carried this whole set with me."

Song Chunxue nodded, "It probably exploded because it was heated too much at once."

After saying that, she stood up, cupped her hands in farewell, and said, "I'll go back and make some preparations."

"By the way, Fangyue is back today, go and see her."

"Okay." Song Chunxue walked out of the house and saw Lord Zhao carrying a food box.

"Senior Brother, what good things did you bring for Martial Uncle?" Song Chunxue asked deliberately. "Why weren't there any for us?"

"Yes, but I'm afraid you won't dare to eat them." With that, Lord Zhao opened the food box, which contained several dark-colored pastries. "Don't fight with the old snake for food. Tomorrow I'll have a chef from the capital make you something delicious. I've lost weight from eating these mountain foods lately."

Song Chunxue's eyes lit up with excitement, "A chef from the capital, did my senior brother find him?"

"Yes, he was supposed to arrive today, but the cook is a complete idiot. He was vomiting and had diarrhea from the long journey. Even the water and soil from the capital didn't help. Let him rest for a day and cook for us again tomorrow."

"Hmm, let him rest for a few more days. I guess he doesn't pay attention to physical activity and only knows how to eat, so his health isn't good." Song Chunxue quickly walked down the steps. "I'm going to find Senior Sister Fangyue."

"Then you need to be careful, and tell me about her situation later."

Song Chunxue turned to look at her at the corner, "Ah? Has she been going to see that person these days..."

"That's right, I guess he's heartbroken." Lord Zhao waved his hand. "You comfort him carefully, don't ask too many questions."

"good."

Love has always been the most tormenting thing; heroes find it hard to resist the charms of beauties, and beauties find it hard to resist the charms of heroes.

Song Chunxue arrived at her senior sister's mountain and saw her doing her makeup in front of the mirror, but her face was covered in tears.

"Senior sister."

"Come in."

Song Chunxue walked past the window and went into the room.

Senior sister has recovered as usual, but her current attire is very simple, without any extra headwear or earrings.

Her dark hair was casually tied up with only a wooden hairpin, and she looked very haggard.

"Senior sister, you don't look well. I wonder if you'd like me to have a couple of drinks with you?"

Fangyue smiled and said, "Great! It seems like I have no one to drink and chat with except you. Let's have a good chat. I just happened to bring a table of snacks to go with the drinks."

When Song Chunxue saw the braised fish and spicy boiled pork on the table, she almost drooled.

"My senior sister is so kind; she prepared all my favorite foods."

Fangyue smiled, "Then eat more."

Looking at her pale lips, Song Chunxue hesitated to ask directly.

After a few rounds of drinks, she finally brought up what had happened during her trip.

It turned out that this month was Fangyue's final farewell to her beloved.

However, when they met alone, his wife arrived with a group of people to confront him, and the scene became chaotic. During the scuffle, the woman's dagger stabbed the man.

Fortunately, the injury wasn't too serious, but he was still unconscious for several days.

Fangyue remained hidden in the shadows until he got back down from the ground before returning.

“My fate with him ends here. From now on, I will truly cultivate the path of ruthlessness.” Fangyue raised her wine cup and looked at Song Chunxue. “I will give you the opportunity that is within you.”

This had been said before, but Song Chunxue was puzzled, "How should this medicine be delivered?"

Few people willingly cultivate the path of ruthlessness.

Judging from Fangyue's words, Song Chunxue really does carry that destiny.

“No, let me take a closer look.” Fangyue leaned closer to Song Chunxue and frowned. “Why isn’t it on you anymore? I could see it clearly before.”

Song Chunxue said helplessly, "Perhaps it was Xie Zheng who was hit. The blow he received almost severed his emotional connection, so it was probably transferred."

Fangyue suddenly stood up. "Transferred? How could it be transferred? Physical contact can transfer opportunities?"

Song Chunxue patted her on the shoulder, "Senior sister."

Fangyue laughed, "I was just kidding, don't be shy. But this is a very serious matter, you probably don't know, after that opportunity is transferred, it might..."

She then shook her head, "It won't be that fast, but we need to find an opportunity for me as soon as possible. I'm probably the only one on this mountain who knows how to get that opportunity, since I've wanted to enter this path for many years."

“Okay, then I’ll go back and talk to Xie Zheng first, and we’ll find a time…” Song Chunxue was still unsure, “Senior Sister, have you made up your mind yet?”

"I've made up my mind. I've put a forgetfulness potion on myself. In less than half a month, I'll forget that person," Fangyue joked. "That thing is very expensive; it cost me three hundred taels of silver."

Song Chunxue held her senior sister's hand, unsure how to comfort her, "You must be very sad right now, after all, you two were once in love."

“No, after being infected with the Forgetfulness Gu, I feel completely relaxed. The stubbornness I used to get into has disappeared. No wonder that thing is strange. It really doesn’t hurt at all. I think the money was well spent. It’s like I’ve been reborn.” Fangyue nudged her with her elbow. “If you want, I can cultivate one for you.”