Chapter 174 Osmanthus Crisp
Little Master, call her?
I knew that my generation was getting higher, but I didn't expect it to be so high.
How did I become a grandmother overnight?
She opened the door and saw a disciple who looked much older than herself standing respectfully at the door, looking at her with sparkling eyes.
"Little Master, you're awake! The Sect Master is waiting for you!"
Ling Changge nodded and followed him.
Along the way, Ling Changge was thinking about asking him not to call her so old in the future.
"Um..." Ling Changge didn't call him until they reached the door.
"Little Master, what do you want?"
"It's okay." Ling Changge swallowed the words back when they came to his lips. He didn't know how many people would call him by this name in the future, and he couldn't correct everyone. It seemed that he was the one who had to get familiar with this name.
"Young Master, the Sect Master is already waiting for you inside."
Ling Changge walked in and saw a table in the huge dining room, on which were several plates of very exquisite breakfast.
"Osmanthus cake!" Ling Changge walked over with some surprise. Seeing the osmanthus cake, he smiled and said, "Master, it turns out you like to eat osmanthus cake too!"
"Yeah." Gu Junyao, pretending to be Xu Chen, nodded: "Eat."
Ling Changge picked up a piece of osmanthus pastry and said, "I dreamt about it last night. The osmanthus pastry made by a pastry shop in Jinling City is the most delicious. When I have time to go back to Jinling, I will buy some for you to try." As he said that, he took a bite of the osmanthus pastry in his hand. The familiar sweetness filled his mouth, and Ling Changge couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
The taste is exactly the same as the one I bought in Jinling.
Looking at her dazed look, Gu Junyao raised the corners of his lips slightly. Noticing the change in his emotions, the curve of his lips suddenly stiffened, and the expression on his face slowly became cold and hard.
Ling Changge felt very satisfied because all the breakfasts she liked were her favorite. Although she could tolerate some difficulties in diet, she would be in a very good mood if she could eat what she liked.
"Master, are we still climbing the mountain today?"
Gu Junyao nodded: "That's right. Once you can climb from the foot of the mountain to the top within the time of an incense stick without relying on spiritual power, then you will have succeeded."
Seeing him speak so easily, Ling Changge couldn't help but frown: "Master, without spiritual power, we are just mortals. That mountain is extremely high. How can we climb to the top in just one stick of incense?" She pursed her lips in dissatisfaction and said in a low voice: "This mountain is almost as high as Mount Everest. Without spiritual power, let alone one stick of incense, we can't climb it even in ten sticks!"
"So you've always been stuck at the peak of the Spirit Realm. Even though you can fight across levels, your cultivation has never been able to reach the level of a Spirit King." He said calmly, "The Spirit King level is the watershed between ordinary practitioners and powerful ones. Only by becoming a Spirit King, and surpassing the Spirit King, can you be considered to have embarked on the path of becoming a powerful one. To become a Spirit King, you must cultivate your body. Even if you don't have spiritual power, your physical body must be extremely strong."
I see.
Ling Changge nodded: "Master, I understand."
When the soft and sweet word "Master" fell into Gu Jingyao's ears, his heart seemed to be grabbed by something, neither light nor heavy.
He lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Go climb!"
"Yes!" Ling Changge walked out quickly.
Gu Junyao's gaze fell on the only piece of osmanthus pastry left on the plate, and his eyes darkened.
Recalling that when I was about to leave after treating her injuries yesterday, I heard her mumbling something. When I listened carefully, I only heard the three words "Osmanthus Su".
A memory flashed through his mind when he was in Jinling City and passed by a pastry shop. There was always a long queue, and it seemed that it sold osmanthus cakes. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he went back to Jinling to buy osmanthus cakes and came back before breakfast time.
Seeing that she had eaten only the last piece of osmanthus pastry on the plate, Gu Junyao took the pastry and put it in his mouth. The sweet and greasy taste made him frown.
After taking a few sips of tea, there was still a lingering sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance in my mouth.
"How can something this disgusting be worth dreaming about?"
Ling Changge came to the foot of the mountain. With the experience of climbing the mountain yesterday, he could climb much faster today.
I only climbed a few dozen meters yesterday, but I climbed more than two hundred meters today.
The inner court disciples took all of this into consideration and, looking at the figure standing a hundred meters above the ground, they were all worried for her.
"Why did the Sect Master seal off the young master's spiritual power and let her climb the mountain?"
"If you ask me, I think it's because the young master angered him and he's being punished!"
"That's not the case! Little Grandmother just entered the sect and was accepted as a disciple by the Sect Master. Now the Sect Master loves her dearly! How could he possibly punish her?"
"Exactly. I think this is a form of cultivation. The Sect Master must have good intentions in doing this. Why don't we try climbing the mountain as well?"
So, when Ling Changge climbed to a height of 300 meters, he suddenly discovered that dozens of inner court disciples were standing densely at the foot of the mountain.
"you……"
"Young Master!" an inner court disciple shouted, "We'll climb with you!"
Ling Changge was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when he heard this.
But since this is a good way to strengthen the body, she did not stop it.
At this moment, Miaoyun, who was standing in the niche, watched this scene without any change in his expression.
"Senior Sister Miaoyun, they are all climbing the mountain like our Junior Grandmaster!" Qin Ling said with a smile, "Why don't we go and take a look?"
Miaoyun slowly closed his eyes and entered a state of cultivation.
Qin Ling curled her lips, turned around and walked out.
Miaoyun opened his eyes and his gaze fell on Ling Changge again. Looking at her figure climbing up, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.
Why should a person from a low-class family ride on her head?
Little Master?
Is this title worthy of her?
At night, Ling Changge took a bath in the space and lay down on the bed to sleep. He had climbed a long way today and his body was already exhausted.
At this moment, a figure appeared like a ghost.
Miaoyun's figure penetrated the wall and appeared directly beside Ling Changge's bed.
She flipped her palm and a golden box appeared in her palm. Inside the box was a black silkworm butterfly, which she had accidentally discovered during her previous training.
Miaoyun placed the silkworm butterfly beside Ling Changge's bed.
She looked at Ling Changge with gloomy eyes and said lightly: "The poison of the silkworm and butterfly is difficult to detoxify even for high-level spiritual alchemists. If you try to snatch things from me, I will make sure you die in torture." At this moment, a silver-white spiritual weapon hanging on her waist flickered, and her figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.
Not long after, the door was opened again and Gu Junyao walked in. He did not sense any other presence here. He stood beside Ling Changge's bed and waved his hand over her body again. All the wounds left by climbing the mountain healed instantly.
"Osmanthus, osmanthus pastry." Ling Changge smacked his lips and continued to sleep.
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