Chapter 507 Little White
Indeed, it's the feeling of having your own abilities that makes you feel at ease.
That night, Song Chunxue meditated earnestly, regulating her breath and energy, feeling the changes within herself. Her mind was free of distractions, which was much more effective than the Heart-Cleansing Mantra.
The next day, upon hearing her senior brother next door open the door, Song Chunxue opened her eyes, put down her crossed legs, put on her shoes, and got out of bed.
She stretched, feeling great, her senses clear and sharp. Although she didn't know what a breakthrough meant, she felt good at the moment.
I asked the waiter for hot water, and soon the waiter downstairs brought it over.
She washed her face and recombed her hair, and felt that her hair was blacker, shinier, and more resilient than before, and it was also less prone to falling out.
After carrying my bundle downstairs, I realized it was still early, and the cook was kneading the steamed buns; they wouldn't be ready for a while.
"Let's go, let's buy two steamed buns when we get to the city gate."
The Taoist priest decided not to wait any longer. He slung a cloth bag over his shoulder, took out a handful of broken gold and silver coins mixed with a few pearls from his bosom, and put them inside a drawer.
Song Chunxue also took out a silver ingot and stuffed it in.
Afterwards, the two of them went to the backyard to tie up the carriage and told the kitchen staff.
"We'll be leaving now, just let your manager know."
The tall, simple-minded cook wiped his apron. "Why are you leaving so early? The manager specifically asked me to steam buns and mantou so you could have a good meal before you go."
"I appreciate your kind intentions, but I don't like saying goodbye, so let's leave it at that."
With that, the Taoist priest picked up the whip and gently lashed the chestnut horse. "Go."
The horse flicked its tail to express its dissatisfaction.
Song Chunxue sat inside the carriage, lifted the curtain and looked up at the building. She noticed a crack in a window on the third floor, which must belong to Wu Mai.
After leaving the city gate and traveling for two hours, they arrived at the most majestic peak of a mountain range.
"Senior brother, how about I wait for you at the foot of the mountain?" Song Chunxue said nervously as she saw the mountain gate so close at hand. "What if they don't want to accept me as their disciple?"
The Taoist priest laughed at her, "You've already come all this way, why are you backing down at such close range? Where did that murderous aura you had yesterday go?"
Song Chunxue's palms were sweating. "That's different. If my senior brother's master were willing to take me in, I wouldn't be an ordinary rogue cultivator anymore. I would be a member of the Void Sect, and I would have achieved something in my life. But I'm just a woman..."
“What’s wrong with women? There are female disciples on the mountain. You’re very capable.” The Taoist priest jumped off the carriage and led the horse up the mountain. “Don’t worry, if Master didn’t want to, he would have written to me long ago.”
Just then, something sprang out from the dry grass and pounced straight at Song Chunxue.
"Oh, my mother!"
Startled, Song Chunxue jumped off the carriage and ran behind the Taoist priest, her heart nearly leaping out of her throat. "Senior brother, there's something here!"
The Taoist priest was both amused and exasperated. “You’ve picked up the local dialect pretty quickly. The animals on this mountain are all sentient beings. What are you afraid of? I guess they’ve sensed your presence and want to recognize you as their master.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Chunxue heard a rustling sound coming from the bushes again. The thing was running so fast that it was out of sight.
She clung tightly to the Taoist priest's robe, "Senior brother, save me! It's not a snake, is it?"
Her voice trembled with fear, carrying a hint of a sob.
“The snake is hibernating. You don’t have the power to make it rush to see you.” The Taoist priest stood there and gently comforted you. “Close your eyes, it won’t hurt you.”
Song Chunxue had her eyes closed when she suddenly felt something stepping on her heels, running up her legs, and landing on her shoulders.
Fortunately, it's not very heavy; it's probably a small squirrel or something.
She calmed down a bit and wasn't as scared as before, so she mustered up her courage and opened her eyes to take a look.
This one look was significant; she met a pair of bright red, fox-like eyes.
Suddenly, her mind went blank, and she felt like she could ascend to heaven on the spot.
Those eyes were so close. Song Chunxue tried to reassure herself, her heart pounding, that she shouldn't be afraid, but the next moment a sharp pain shot through her temple, and she fell straight backward.
She was so pathetic that she fainted from fright at a white fox.
She opened her eyes at some point and found herself lying in bed. The bed curtains above her head were a soft, warm yellow, the bed beneath her was very soft, and the blanket in her hands was very light.
The room was warm because of the charcoal brazier.
She sat up in bed and saw a girl dressed in a light blue dress carrying a teapot come in.
The woman smiled when she saw Song Chunxue wake up.
"You're awake. Is anything bothering you?"
Song Chunxue looked at the young woman in her twenties in front of her and said gently, "No, where did Senior Brother go? How many hours have I been asleep?"
The girl smiled gently, "You mean our Third Martial Uncle? He's playing chess with the other Martial Uncles and Martial Masters. After you've met our Grandmaster and performed the apprenticeship ceremony, you'll also be our Martial Uncle."
Third Uncle-Master?
It seems that although she has only been training with her senior brother for a little over three years, her seniority is not low.
"You slept for half an hour because your internal energy was unstable, and Xiaobai's mischief frightened you, causing your breath to stagnate and leading to unconsciousness. There's nothing seriously wrong." The woman had no makeup on, and only a simple wooden hairpin adorned her hair. "My name is Qinghua, and I am an outer disciple of the Void Sect."
Outer disciple?
Song Chunxue put on her thick-soled winter boots. "Thank you for your help. I want to go find my senior brother."
"Okay, I'll take you there now."
As soon as the door opened, a little white ball of fluff jumped into Song Chunxue's arms again.
This time, Song Chunxue was not flustered. Instead, she instinctively caught it with her hand and met Honghong's eyes.
What a beautiful white fox! It's pure white without a single blemish. When I looked at it, it tilted its head, like an innocent child, curious and playful.
"Little White, you're being naughty again. Don't scare people." Qinghua stroked Little White's fur, intending to take it off Song Chunxue's body.
But the white fox held tightly to Song Chunxue's sleeve, its eyes never leaving her.
Song Chunxue stared intently into its eyes, as if it were a long-lost relative.
"It's alright, I'm not afraid of it anymore. I've never seen such a beautiful fox before. Whose spirit pet is this?"
Qinghua smiled and replied, "He belongs to Second Martial Uncle. He used to like Third Martial Uncle very much. Ever since Third Martial Uncle left, he has been following Second Martial Uncle."
"It's not shy at all, just like a child. It likes to play with strangers and enjoys hearing people compliment its looks. It can understand what we say."
Song Chunxue couldn't help but pinch its ears. "They're like cotton, so beautiful. Is it also cultivating?"
As they spoke, they left the room.
"That's right. On the night of the full moon, it will worship the moon, just like those animals that have become sentient."
Song Chunxue held the white fox, letting it stare intently at her.
Are there many spirit pets on this mountain?
"There aren't many, about ten. Little White is the most playful, always running around. The others are almost never seen, staying close to their owners."
Qinghua led Song Chunxue across the stone-paved ground. Looking up, the tall, solid wood houses made them feel as if they were in a fairyland.
"Third Uncle-Master, she's awake."
As Song Chunxue stepped across the threshold, she saw three people sitting around a chessboard, all looking in her direction.
"Little White, come here."
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