Chapter 17: Potted small tree.
Chapter 17
Amaterasu Sect, Zhaixing Peak.
After calming down his disciple Zhao Siwen, the master of Fuhua Peak suddenly appeared like a stream of light at the location of the leader of Amaterasu Sect, in the Golden Light Hall at the top of Zhaixing Peak.
It was late at night. Inside the magnificent palace, with beams hanging high under the dome, a night-shining pearl the size of a bowl shone brightly like a star, illuminating the entire magnificent palace as if it were daytime.
Deep within the Golden Light Hall, atop the steps, stood a dark blue table. Behind it, a middle-aged man was absorbed in the complex affairs of the Amaterasu Sect.
This man is Yi Bingqi, the leader of the Amaterasu sect. He is not as busy as he appears to be on weekdays. He only takes time out one or two days a month to take care of all the chores.
Today and tomorrow are the perfect time for him to work tirelessly to handle chores.
Yi Bingqi smiled as he put down the outer sect manager's report. He looked up at the man who had suddenly appeared in the middle of the hall and asked warmly, "Junior Brother Xu Dan, what brings you here? You usually never attend sect affairs meetings."
"I have something to talk to you about. I need to go out for a while." Xu Dan, as the junior brother of the master of Fuhua Peak and the leader of Amaterasu Sect, restrained his usual warm smile and looked at Yi Bingqi seriously.
Yi Bingqi restrained the smile on his face, frowned slightly and asked: "What happened?"
"My disciple is dead." Xu Dan uttered these words expressionlessly. Apart from his own daughter, he only accepted two personal disciples, Lu Xunwen and Zhao Siwen.
"Who? Is that Lu Xunwen who went out not long ago?"
"Yes."
"Who killed him?"
"A cultivator in the Golden Core Stage."
"Then how do you confirm that person's identity?" Yi Bingqi felt a headache upon hearing this. In this vast world, Jindan-stage cultivators were as numerous as grains of sand. Where would he begin to search? He believed he would eventually find him, but it probably wouldn't take just a few days.
“…” Xu Dan did not respond directly. He decided to patiently spend time searching, firmly believing that he would find the murderer one day.
"Well, I will issue a sect mission and let the disciples investigate first. Why did Lu Xunwen die? Who killed him? Where is his enemy now?" Yi Bingqi looked at Xu Dan's expression and said slowly while thinking.
"After all, you are now the master of a peak. You can't leave for too long. After the investigation is complete, you can do whatever you want. Do you think this is okay?"
Seeing Xu Dan's expression change from gloomy to bright, Yi Bingqi knew that his suggestion had been recognized by him.
"One month. If there is no investigation result after one month, I will do it myself." Xu Dan stretched out a finger, giving the longest time he could accept.
"Okay, I will set the task points higher." Yi Bingqi agreed generously.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving. Brother, you go ahead and get busy!" As soon as Xu Dan finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.
"Wait..." Yi Bingqi stopped Xu Dan from leaving. He appeared beside Xu Dan in an instant like a breeze and gently pressed his shoulders.
"Brother, I have something to tell you. I was planning to go to your Floating Flower Peak tomorrow to tell you, and it just so happens that you're here..."
Afraid that Xu Dan would refuse before he could finish, Yi Bingqi spoke faster, "The Yanshui Secret Realm is about to open, and Senior Brother wants you to lead the team there."
Xu Dan wanted to politely decline, but he swallowed the words back before he could finish them. He instantly changed his attitude and agreed, "Okay, when do we leave?"
Yi Bingqi was perplexed. He longed to ask Xu Dan why he agreed so readily this time, but he was also afraid that any further questions might lead to a rejection. After careful consideration, he ultimately held back. The other peak masters of the sect were busy with their own affairs and had no time to spare. The Yanshui Secret Realm contained many valuable items, but entry was restricted to those below the Foundation Establishment stage. Without a high-level cultivator accompanying them, even if their disciples found the valuables, they wouldn't be able to keep them.
"Five days later." The Yanshui Secret Realm is very large. There is no limit on the number of people, only the level of cultivation. In the Amaterasu Sect, anyone who is a disciple and whose cultivation level does not exceed the Foundation Establishment Stage can go there. They just need to come to Zhaixing Peak to sign up.
"OK."
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At dawn, the clouds on the horizon are painted into a beautiful picture by the golden lines of sunlight. The rising sun is like a bright pearl, leaping out from the horizon, dazzling and illuminating everything on earth.
After completing his upgrade last night, Bu Xingjin, who should have been enjoying a peaceful rest in bed, was unable to fall asleep due to an inexplicable longing in his heart. He had no choice but to get up and begin practicing. It wasn't until the first ray of sunlight penetrated the window and cast a shadow on his half-closed eyes that he slowly opened them.
As expected of a large sect, the spirit gathering formation was very effective. In just one night, Bu Xingjin's cultivation level broke through two levels and reached the fifth level of Qi training.
He stood up from the futon, walked to the bed, picked up Xiaoshu from the bed, and opened the door.
Bu Xingjin stepped into the yard, found a large tree with lush branches and leaves, and sat down under its shade. At this moment, many thoughts were swirling in his mind, thinking about how to take the next step.
The first priority is to help the little tree recover from its injuries.
Recovering from injuries requires rare treasures. Such things require not only opportunities to obtain, but also strength to retain.
Therefore, you must first increase your own strength, practice hard, upgrade hard, and brush out a powerful attack technique.
In this case, staying in Fuhua Peak is the best choice for him.
The little tree couldn't be held by him like this.
As the Master of Fuhua Peak had said, the young tree could recover on its own if left to rest in the soil, though it would take a while. Bu Xingjin suspected that the soil lacked sufficient nutrients, leading to this condition. The best course of action would be to replant the young tree and provide it with more beneficial nutrients, such as precious earth essence and spiritual essence. This would help the tree recover more quickly until he could find the natural resources needed to strengthen its foundation.
He still had a little bit of earth essence, which he could bury under the roots of a small tree. Besides hoping the system would spawn it, he also had to find some spiritual essence himself.
As soon as he thought of it, he put it into practice. Bu Xingjin looked for a suitable corner in the courtyard, but after planting, he found that this method was not satisfactory.
The tree was now only the size of a palm, and he had been unable to communicate with it, unable to restore it to its original state. While it was quite convenient to hold in his hands at this size, once planted in the soil, it seemed too small. Bu Xingjin was deeply concerned, fearing someone would accidentally step on the tiny sapling.
After some thought, Bu Xingjin carefully selected a small flowerpot, gently dug some fertile soil into it, buried it with soil essence, and transplanted a small tree that looked like a dead branch into this warm home.
After doing all this, Bu Xingjin returned to the room and carefully looked for a suitable place to place the small tree.
After careful selection, Bu Xingjin finally placed the small tree on the wooden shelf beside the bed.
"Qing Yan, you stay here. I'm going to go to Fuhua Peak to see how I can obtain the spiritual essence."
Bu Xingjin walked out of the room, looking back every few steps. When he was about to close the door, he walked back muttering to himself.
"It doesn't seem right to put it here. There's no sunlight..."
Bu Xingjin moved the small tree into the yard.
"Even in the yard, what if someone accidentally knocks it over or takes it away on purpose..."
After much deliberation, Bu Xingjin finally decided to carry it with him.
Finally, when the sun was above the courtyard, Bu Xingjin held a palm-sized flowerpot with a small tree in it in one hand and opened the gate of the courtyard with the other hand.
Walking along the path, Bu Xingjin soon met someone.
"Why don't you stay in Baicao Garden? You're more likely to run into bad guys if you run out, you know?"
The person blocked Bu Xingjin's way, circled around him, and asked in confusion: "Why haven't I seen you before? When did you come to Fuhua Peak?"
He had seen all the plant spirits in the Baicao Garden, so how come a little grass spirit suddenly appeared? He hadn't heard of anyone bringing back a plant spirit recently.
"I came here with Zhao Siwen yesterday evening."
No wonder he didn't see any other plant spirits anywhere. He thought Zhao Siwen and the others were trying to fool him. It turned out that Fuhua Peak had specially designated an area for plant spirits to live.
"So it was Junior Brother Zhao who brought him back." Upon hearing Zhao Siwen's name, the visitor immediately became much more polite. He didn't dare to block Bu Xingjin's way and stepped aside.
"Brother Li, what's going on?"
Bu Xingjin nodded and was about to leave when he heard Zhao Siwen's voice from not far away.
"It's okay, it's okay. I was just wondering why the spirits of plants and trees came out. I just wanted to ask."
Li Kunlin explained with an awkward smile.
"He is different from ordinary plant spirits. Master arranged for him to live in the small courtyard where the guests live. Do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand. Junior Brother Zhao, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Li Kunlin left quickly.
After watching Li Kunlin leave, Bu Xingjin turned around and looked at Zhao Siwen. He felt that in just one night, he seemed to have matured a lot. He was like a child before, but now when he goes out, almost no one would think he is a child.
"Are you okay?"
Bu Xingjin was a little worried. He didn't know how good the relationship between the deceased Lu Xunwen and Zhao Siwen was. After hearing the news of his death, Zhao Siwen became like a completely different person.
"fine."
"That's good. Practice well and then go get revenge." Bu Xingjin didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to tell him his thoughts.
"Yes, I will." Zhao Siwen clenched his fists.
"I was planning to take you to see my senior sister, but she's feeling unwell and doesn't want to see anyone."
"Don't worry, I have decided to stay here and practice hard. It won't be too late to meet your senior sister again after she recovers." Bu Xingjin expressed his plan.
"Yeah." Bu Xingjin didn't react as he had imagined. He thought Zhao Siwen would jump for joy, but now he was much calmer and simply nodded to show that he understood. He then talked about another matter: "I have already reported the matter of the Yin Stone Mine to the sect, and someone has gone to deal with it today."
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