Wen Liyu and the paper man quickly became friends and had a sound sleep on the soft big bed in the side hall.
She didn't even notice that while she was sleeping, the shadow of a man was standing beside her bed.
When I woke up, it was already noon the next day.
"Xiaobai?" Wen Liyu named the paper figure Xiaobai because it was very white.
Made of white paper, of course Xiaobai is all white: ...okay...
Xiaobai entered the room carrying warm water. Because the Immortal Venerable had not given it the ability to speak, it could only communicate with Wen Liyu by using gestures with its hands.
Wen Liyu was also interested in guessing what it meant, "Are you saying that Master asked me to go find him?"
Xiaobai nodded repeatedly.
"Where is Master?" Wen Liyu immediately got up and changed her clothes.
The moment she was about to take off her pajamas, Xiaobai seemed to have his soul sucked out, and he lay limply on the ground without moving.
Wen Liyu was stunned: "???"
"Xiaobai!!!" She quickly put on her clothes, ran to Xiaobai, and reached out to pinch its paper body while crying, "What's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly croak?"
Wen Liyu was afraid that her tears would drip onto Xiaobai and wet its body, so she quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and ran out holding Xiaobai in her arms.
She ran and shouted, "Master, Master!"
Wen Yan was standing in the yard, the breeze gently blew past his body, blowing his robe, making him feel like he was floating in the air.
"Master!" Wen Liyu was in no mood to admire the handsome man. She held Xiaobai in front of him and said, "Xiaobai won't move!"
Wen Yan didn't even look at it, and said calmly: "It's okay, just inject some magic power again."
"Oh." Wen Liyu suddenly realized, "Then Master, please help me. I still don't know how to inject magic power into the paper mana."
Wen Yan lowered his eyes upon hearing this, walked behind her, opened his arms, and held her hands in an embrace, "Form a seal with one hand."
His voice was low and lukewarm, "Feel the flow of spiritual energy carefully."
"Master, is this so?" Wen Liyu tried hard to memorize the flow order and seal-forming techniques, and tried them herself.
Wen Yan: “Yeah.”
[good.]
He seemed to be teaching his disciples, but in fact his eyes were not on the seals at all. He was only looking at the woman in his arms intently and deeply.
It feels really good to have a master teaching her. Wen Liyu took the opportunity to ask many questions about her previous training.
Every problem that she had been unable to solve at the beginning was now solved by Wen Yan.
If her master had been there when she was practicing, she would definitely not have failed in overcoming the tribulation and been tricked by the Quick Travel Bureau into completing a mission.
Wen Liyu originally wanted to finish the task as quickly as possible, but now she is not in a hurry. She practiced hard for several days before she woke up at the system's reminder.
System: "Host, no matter how hard you practice, this body will never become your true self."
"...Ah!" Wen Liyu suddenly opened her eyes, "I forgot."
The thought of rapidly improving her cultivation was so tempting to Yu that she even forgot she was on a mission.
She sighed and ended her meditation. "I feel like the mind-reading pill is useless. I barely heard a word from Master."
System: "The male protagonist has a cold personality, so it's normal for him to have no voice."
"...Then why did you trick me into spending a hundred thousand?" Wen Liyu rolled her eyes in anger. "A hundred thousand points, those were all the tears and sweat I shed when I participated in the event!"
System: "Perhaps the male protagonist will have more psychological activities in the future! Host, please don't give up easily."
Wen Liyu didn't think much of it. After all, she had already bought it. "Okay."
She stretched, stood up, opened the door and ran to the main hall.
"Master!" Wen Liyu walked into the main hall with ease, her voice arriving before she even showed up.
She stepped over the threshold holding up her skirt, her smile frozen on her face.
There were more than a dozen strangers sitting in the main hall, and the aura of each of them was terrifying and oppressive.
All of them fixed their eyes on her, their gazes as sharp as torches. If eyes could be lethal, Wen Liyu would definitely be stared to death by these people.
"come over."
Wen Yan's voice broke the deadlock. He waved at her, and the next second Wen Liyu appeared beside him.
Wen Liyu had long been accustomed to her master's space summoning and teleportation technique, but she didn't like so many people looking at her with scrutiny and unfriendly eyes.
She silently moved her body, using her master's tall and slender figure to shield herself, and asked softly, "Master, am I disturbing you?"
"It's okay." Wen Yan took out the same chair as hers and motioned for her to sit down.
Wen Liyu didn't hesitate to sit down, and she thought why stand when she could sit down, so she just sat down.
Everyone in the audience had different thoughts. When they saw the chair Wen Liyu was sitting on, many people sitting at the end exclaimed in surprise.
"Is that the sacred Fusang tree that can improve the quality of magical weapons by simply adding a little powder?"
"Look at the overflowing spiritual power, it is indeed."
"The Immortal Venerable really has countless rare treasures. He even gave his disciple a chair to sit on, even though he would die trying to find the sacred tree."
Wen Liyu's cultivation level was just a small shrimp here, but even she heard these not-so-friendly words, so the master must have heard them too.
Wen Yan's expression didn't change at all from beginning to end. "If there's nothing else, we'll go."
"I wonder when the Immortal Venerable accepted a disciple?" The old man sitting first on the left stood up and bowed respectfully. "I haven't congratulated the Immortal Venerable on accepting a beloved disciple yet."
"I came in a hurry and didn't prepare any gifts, so I'll give this little thing to the Immortal Master's beloved disciple to enjoy." He took out a glittering hairpin from the space magic weapon.
There are many defensive magic arrays and various talismans engraved on the hairpin, which can be regarded as a good high-quality magic weapon.
After entering the Dharma-Ending Age, weapon refiners on the continent have become increasingly scarce, and currently the highest-level weapon refiners can only produce mid-grade magic weapons.
Being able to bring out a top-grade magical instrument as a gift, this old man's status and financial resources are definitely not low.
Wen Liyu likes to get gifts for free, but it still depends on what her master thinks.
She turned her head to ask her master's opinion, and the hairpin was transferred from the old man's hand to Wen Yan's hand.
He seemed to be curious about this magic weapon and looked at it twice before handing it to Wen Liyu.
[It's OK.]
"Thank you, Master, and thank you this..." Wen Liyu stood up and bowed to express her gratitude.
"I am the leader of the Shangqing Sect, Qinghua."
"My name is Wen Liyu." Wen Liyu said sweetly, "Thank you for the gift from Master Qinghua."
Her thoughts wandered for a moment, and she wondered if there was a Peking University since there was Tsinghua University.
"Haha, okay." The leader of the Qinghua Sect saw that Wen Liyu was a cheerful young man. His mind was full of thoughts, but he didn't show any of it on his face.
Wen Yan's act of accepting the gift gave great encouragement to everyone, and then everyone in the stage followed the Tsinghua Sect Leader's example and started giving gifts.
Wen Liyu made a fortune in just half an hour.
As long as you live long enough, you can truly feel the joy of unexpected wealth.
"I wonder if Young Master Wen will represent the Immortal Venerable in this Ten-Directions Gathering?" The Qinghua Sect Master spoke again, "I believe Young Master must have some extraordinary qualities to be accepted by the Immortal Venerable."
"I think everyone here wants to see Mr. Wen's talent."
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