Chapter 845 Provocation
As he spoke, Master Han chuckled softly.
"Your master probably anticipated that I would be too kind and give you my own savings, which is why he postponed your ascent to the mountain for five years."
As he spoke, he handed a bag of spirit stones to Song Chunxue.
“Everyone who sees it gets a share. If she gets it but I don’t, isn’t that wrong?” Lord Zhao said.
Master Han looked at his palm and asked, "When have I ever been stingy with you?"
The next moment, a blue porcelain bottle appeared in Lord Zhao's palm.
“With your cultivation level, ordinary spirit stones are of little use.” Master Han walked down the smooth, cloud-like stone steps, his steps light as if he were ascending to the clouds.
Song Chunxue slipped and almost fell over.
Lord Zhao raised his hand, and Song Chunxue hurriedly grabbed his arm to steady him.
"You don't know the Soaring Cloud Step?"
Song Chunxue answered honestly, "I read that passage more than ten times, but I still don't understand how to operate it. I haven't figured it out yet."
"I'll teach you."
Lord Zhao demonstrated each movement in detail, so that she could learn by following along.
"Gather all your strength above your head, leaving only the cotton-like strength in your legs and feet, gently rise onto your tiptoes, lifting your heels as well..."
It sounds easy, but it's hard to learn. Song Chunxue tried a few times, but to no avail. She still felt heavy in her legs and her body was not light enough.
"Let's learn it when we get back. Master Han is still waiting for us." Song Chunxue wasn't used to making people wait.
"It's alright, I'm not in a hurry, what's the rush?" Master Han crossed his legs and sat back, a tiger-skin soft couch appearing behind him.
"Continue. He's been lying down long enough. Let him move around a bit so his brain doesn't get stuck."
The next moment, a walnut smashed on Lord Zhao's head, serving as a veiled warning.
Lord Zhao wisely shut his mouth and focused on teaching Song Chunxue.
But Song Chunxue couldn't help but glance at Master Han, wondering what was going on between them and why she felt there was a story between them.
But he asked his senior brother, and he learned that the two of them had only started to see each other so closely this year. He rarely saw Master Han before, and the number of times he saw him throughout the year could be counted on one hand.
Although we've known each other for decades, our friendship has always been like that of gentlemen, as light as water, with nothing particularly special about it.
Ever since she went to the capital, and because of all the things that happened because of Wuyou, he would subconsciously want to take Master Han with him when he went out.
Therefore, this is precisely what puzzled Song Chunxue.
Perhaps Master Han has a different answer.
"Why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?" Master Han glanced at her indifferently. "Practice hard. If you can't master the Soaring Cloud Step, I won't take you anywhere in the future."
Song Chunxue immediately snapped out of her daze, realizing that she had been staring at the other person with unrestrained thoughts, and felt somewhat powerless.
"Sorry, I'll practice right away."
To have someone willing to teach her, and not to look down on her for being slow-witted, is a blessing she has earned over many lifetimes, and she cannot let that down.
After practicing for an hour, Song Chunxue finally grasped the knack. Although she wasn't very skilled and her speed was a bit slow, she was content as long as she could walk a few steps in the air.
"Not bad, I didn't misjudge you. I'll reward you with a pot of century-old wine later. Keep up the good work, this is just the beginning. If you can't hold on any longer, you can say so, but don't show your face in front of me again, you're an eyesore."
Lord Han's casual remark thrilled and excited Song Chunxue.
She quickly replied, "I must persevere, no matter how difficult it is. I've had five children, what hardship can't I endure? If I can't persevere, I won't have the face to see you."
Lord Zhao observed Master Han's expression and found that he was very satisfied with this.
Alas, it's indeed difficult to catch Master Han's eye.
The most important thing is to be diligent, persistent, and able to persevere.
But among the masses, there are very few people with this quality, especially in a place like the capital.
Even if there were, they were all people who had no affinity for cultivation. They were all ambitious and only wanted to climb up the social ladder. They were either greedy for power or fame and fortune. Master Han didn't even want to give them a second glance.
I don't know whether to feel sorry for my junior brother or to sigh at Master Han's pickiness.
As she walked through a narrow, dimly lit corridor, Song Chunxue felt a little uneasy, because she faintly heard the low growl of a huge creature, and she realized that she had exaggerated.
She forgot that many things in this world that require perseverance are not as simple as just enduring hardship.
Before she even got close, her legs began to tremble slightly.
She looked to Lord Zhao for help, "Senior Brother, is Daoist Han testing me? What's ahead?"
Lord Zhao shook his head and said in a low voice, "I don't know either. I haven't experienced it before. He only said that he had something to discuss, and he didn't say that he was going to scare you."
"..." To scare her?
Song Chunxue felt a chill run down her spine, because inside the stone cave in front of her was a strangely shaped beast with claws larger than millstones.
She didn't even dare to call anyone a beast, for fear of being retaliated against.
At this moment, a chill began to run down her back.
"Senior...Senior Brother, are you going to feed me to this ferocious beast?"
Master Han turned around, swept his whisk across the ground, and looked at her with a half-smile.
"Go over there and stand on the platform outside the iron cage. If you can make eye contact with it for more than the time it takes to drink two cups of tea, I'll consider teaching you something useful."
"..." Song Chunxue's legs felt like they were filled with lead. She stared blankly at the ferocious beast whose nostrils were bigger than plates. It raised its proud head, twitched its ears, and glanced at her sideways. She wanted to turn back.
Master Han, you really overestimated her.
Even though there was an iron cage between them, and even though she didn't have to worry about being swallowed whole, she still didn't dare to stand there.
At this moment, she admitted that she was a timid woman, not a fearless Taoist priest.
When did you go back, senior brother?
You should go back with him.
"Don't be afraid. It is a bit fierce, but it is a spendthrift under Master Han's command. Although it has not been tamed yet, it has various suppressing talismans on its body, and the iron cage is made of meteorite iron, so it can't hurt you." Lord Zhao encouraged in a low voice, "Keep your eyes on it, and believe that one day you will definitely be able to tame it and surpass it."
Song Chunxue's mind went blank as she stared intently at the ferocious beast that resembled neither a horse, nor a deer, nor a dragon, and at the enormous creature with eyes that seemed to possess sentience and could see through her fear. She desperately wanted to escape.
Master Han held his whisk with his hands folded in front of him, looking casually regretful. "I was thinking that once you got through this little hurdle, I would let you choose a mount in the future. It seems I overestimated you."
"Let's go, Lord Zhao. She's nothing special."
"..." Even though she knew it was a provocation, Song Chunxue suddenly wanted to try it.
She stepped forward. "Don't try to fool me. If you can last for the time it takes to drink two cups of tea, you'll get a reward."
"Don't worry," Master Han sat down again, "If Lord Zhao can hold on for half an incense stick's time, I can give you the item you had your eye on last time."
Lord Zhao looked into his eyes, a surge of emotion welling up inside him. That was his favorite bamboo flute, a rare find in the world, which had kept him thinking about it for several nights, keeping him awake at night.
"Never mind, a gentleman doesn't take what others love."
Song Chunxue stood on the stone platform outside the cage, her eyes growing brighter and brighter.
"Bang bang bang!"
The ferocious beast in the cage was somehow enraged and kicked the iron cage with its two front legs, which were as thick as water tanks.
Song Chunxue remained motionless, a strange smile even playing on her lips.
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