Chapter 5 My Fate is in My Own Hands, Not Heaven's! A basic arena, yet far from basic...
After a busy day, Master Chong finally had time to sit in his little wooden house and catch his breath.
At six in the morning, he ate lunch with the person who brought him food; at seven, he changed into new clothes and had a chance encounter with the person who delivered the Taoist robe; at eight, he went to find the person who delivered calming incense and slept in front of her; at nine...
I spent the whole day in a daze, and only now, late at night, do I finally have some time to myself.
Although it's a black fox, it works like a workhorse, with every moment of its life meticulously planned by the system.
Chong Cang sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes glazed over.
Just then, a knock sounded on the door.
Chong Cang snapped back to his senses, and the blankness in his eyes turned into despair.
Here it comes again! When will this story ever end?
However, he had to open the door; he couldn't refuse. Refusing to open the door would be disobeying the system's mission and would result in an electric shock. He wasn't a ghost cultivator like Rong Yan, who could reduce the damage from the system's punishment.
His true form is a black fox. When struck by lightning, he will not only be injured, but all the fur on his body will also stand on end.
In that case, his silver-gray hair would no longer be smooth and shiny, but would turn into a wicked tuft of fleece, making him a laughingstock among the transmigrators, especially Rong Yan!
Chong Cang opened the door expressionlessly, ready to greet what might be his last business deal of the day.
He looked him up and down, scanning him quickly with a cold gaze.
An inner disciple wearing disciple robes, and most importantly, she is a female disciple.
Appearing as a junior sister, a disciple of a sect—a common tactic used by con artists.
Her face was so red, and her whole body looked like it had been pulled out of the water—essential elements for creating bonds.
Eyes sparkling like stars, gazes filled with both admiration and probing—the unanimous expression of the conquerors.
At this moment, the system should issue the task or notify him that the task has started.
There were too many players trying to complete the missions, and he still had many tasks that he hadn't finished with their help. He really couldn't remember which little sunflower was the one in front of him.
But after waiting for a long time, the "ding-ding" sound that would never be late in my mind never rang.
Is the system broken?
A tiny glimmer of hope sprouted in Chong Cang's heart, like a sapling taking root.
Chong Cang, an unlucky player who never wins the lottery and always gets a low prize in gacha games, felt that the little hope in his heart was growing rapidly and had become a small tree.
His complexion improved, and the dark circles under his eyes from frequent late nights faded. He even spoke with a hint of tentative encouragement: "What brings you here so late at night?"
State your purpose: robbery, theft of cultivation techniques, any evil deeds are welcome! Come on, beat him up, and have some real fistfights like true cultivators!
As long as you don't fawn over him, you can do whatever you want to him!
It was rare for Chong Cang, a mentor who kept strangers at bay, to give such an encouraging look.
The system's voice was delayed; didn't that prove that the female disciple in front of them was unique enough?
This is the only female disciple in hundreds of years whose system doesn't make a sound when she gets close to him!
Chong Cang looked at her with hope, waiting for a lucky opportunity when the system malfunctioned to fall from the sky.
Shi Liuying looked at Elder Chongcang, who had always ignored her and never even looked at her directly, and gave him an encouraging look.
That means—child, tell me your confusion, and I will be your guiding light on your path of cultivation!
Tell me what difficulties you're facing. I'm your only mentor, and I'll answer all your questions.
Shi Liuying, whose face was already flushed, turned even redder.
It wasn't because of Elder Chong Cang's handsome face, but because her cultivation finally had a guide!
This is absolutely fantastic!
Shi Liuying felt as happy as if fireworks had exploded in her heart, but she tried her best to remain rational.
Before seeking guidance from elders, one must first fulfill the duties of a disciple.
Elder Chongcang has already opened the door to see her; there's no need to pretend that she adores him.
But I definitely want him to try the pastries from my hometown.
Shi Liuying raised the small basket above her head and said in a strong voice, "Please accept this, Elder!"
Two question marks slowly appeared in Chong Cang's two dark gray eyes: _
"What is this?" Chong Cang asked cautiously.
Should I give him something? This is bad news.
Shi Liuying raised her rosy cheeks, revealing eight small white teeth: "This is a type of Nanhua cake from my hometown. I made it myself. Please have a taste, Elder. I've come here today regarding the matter of Qi Induction..."
Chong Cang could no longer hear what Shi Liuying said after that.
Shi Liuying's voice echoed repeatedly in his mind: This is Nanhua cake from my hometown, Nanhua cake, Nanhua cake...
Chong Cang's hand, which was opening the cloth cover on the basket, paused in mid-air. He glanced at the pastries in the basket as if he had seen some monstrous beast.
His hands trembled slightly as he covered the cloth with it, then abruptly closed his eyes, pretending he hadn't seen anything.
The task didn't start because the system didn't give any notification.
Chongcang kept his eyes closed and took two steps back.
"Bang--"
The crooked fence outside the yard trembled slightly as it fell into disarray.
Shi Liuying opened her eyes, looking at the tightly closed wooden door and the vanished elder, her sincere eyes filled with doubt:
Is Nanhua cake something shameful?
This is the food she thinks is the most delicious.
Shi Liuying slung the basket back over her arm, scratched her head, and looked completely bewildered.
What can she do now? Where can she find someone who can solve her cultivation problem?
Shi Liuying felt she couldn't just go back to her little wooden house like that, and she was at a loss as to what to do about Chong Cang, who refused to see her.
It must be that she wasn't sincere enough.
After thinking for a long time, Shi Liuying concluded.
Having reached a bottleneck in her cultivation and unable to continue, she sat there, waiting for Elder Chongcang to come out.
Shi Liuying sat on a rock under the crooked tree in front of the house, holding a small basket.
He's honest and simple.
She waited from night until dawn, until the spirit rooster crowed, at which point Elder Chongcang went out.
With a coffin-like face, he prepared to start work, which involved acting with different actresses.
People who work year-round rarely have a good complexion.
Seeing Shi Liuying still standing outside the door, Chong Cang closed his eyes once more.
The process of becoming a demon is a major plot point, requiring a lot of mental and physical effort; this kind of work should be delayed as long as possible.
"Elder Chongcang!" Shi Liuying immediately stood up. Her legs were a little numb, but she didn't care and ran towards Chongcang.
Chong Cang's eyes were only on the basket that Shi Liuying was carrying.
Nanhua cake, a key item in the quest.
His vision went black, and he flew away wearing his running shoes.
"I……"
Shi Liuying scratched her hair until it was a mess.
What a strange sect, what a sinister elder. He's like a bat that can't stand the light; he screams and runs away as soon as the sun shines on him.
Shi Liuying, who has a very slow reaction time, didn't take being turned away to heart.
Everyone wants to cultivate immortality, and the more powerful a person is, the busier they are in cultivation. As for eccentric personality... compared to strength, that's really not worth mentioning.
Shi Liuying showed great respect and understanding.
If bringing something guarantees a meeting with the elder, then if once isn't enough, try twice; if twice isn't enough, try three times.
Her grandfather taught her that sincerity can move mountains. As long as she worked hard enough at Tianji Peak, she would surely be able to make Elder Chongcang see her sincerity in cultivation!
With a goal in mind, Shi Liuying left the mountain without any lingering attachment.
The sect is very large, and the roads leading to the disciples' residences are interconnected.
Shi Liuying chose a route that was more crowded but one she hadn't traveled much on before, in order to familiarize herself with the sect.
The road was normal, and the trees along it were normal, but the figure surrounded by everyone in the crowd didn't seem like a normal person.
Shi Liuying had never heard the saying that supporting characters are basic while main characters are not.
Jun Lintian, who had no prior experience, shouted loudly on the arena: "My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of heaven!"
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